CHAPTER 489: CHAPTER 404: LI QINGRONG: I’VE ARRIVED

As soon as the words were spoken, the class erupted in cheers.

Li Hua was also quite excited. After Old Liu left, he patted Jiang Nian, winking and asking.

"Nian, do you have any ideas?"

Jiang Nian pondered, "Bite a lighter."

"Chi Shi, what do you mean bite a lighter!" Li Hua was exasperated, "Don’t you have any interesting programs?"

"Oh, I’ve got one, buddy." Ma Guojun nudged his glasses and said with a mischievous smile from the other end of the aisle, "I recommend you do an otaku dance."

"In a maid outfit," Jiang Nian added.

Zhang Ningzhi had been eavesdropping intently, because whenever Li Hua spoke, if Jiang chimed in, there was sure to be fun.

If Ma Guojun joined in, and then his own group followed up.

That would be... an unbeatable fun.

"A guy in a maid outfit, isn’t that our little Nan Liang?" Zeng You turned back, laughing, "Wear a swimsuit then, I can sponsor."

"What kind of weird vibes does your group have?" Ma Guojun shivered.

"How about dancing?" Zhang Ningzhi couldn’t help but suggest.

Since it was a class event, performing with the group they spent day and night with. She wasn’t too shy, but rather wanted to create memories.

"...I don’t know how to dance," Fangfang said weakly.

"Shinbado." Jiang Nian always played the timely savior at crucial moments, "Recommended by Teacher Huang Lei, a dance exclusively for manly men."

"Huang Lei can dance too?" Huang Fang was confused.

However, the response from the boys in the group was surprisingly unanimous. They showed a rather lewd smile and then burst into laughter.

"It’s time for a Renaissance, bro." Li Hua also agreed strongly.

"Chinese people don’t dance Western style." Zeng You nodded.

"But, we don’t have time to practice." Wu Jungu hesitantly spoke, "With so many papers every day, we can’t even finish them."

The three boys in the group all looked at him, exchanging glances as if to say.

Look, there’s an honest man here.

All three froze like dropping frames for a few seconds, then continued discussing without responding to Wu Jungu’s interruption.

"The center position must be held by a fat one and needs to undress."

"Strip in the middle of winter?"

"You’ll get warm after dancing for a while, what’s there to worry about?" Jiang Nian said, "Let’s first expel Wu Jungu from the group, and ask Ma Guojun if he wants to come."

Wu Jungu: "???"

"Damn, don’t drag me into this." Ma Guojun’s scalp tingled instantly.

Stripping and dancing, how weird could it get?

"This dance is for the brave, only those with guts can pull it off." Li Hua joined in the banter, gesturing and pointing.

Compared to the liveliness of the sixth group, other groups had a scarcity of male presence.

The girls basically held the power of speech, and the Little Guinan from Zhen Nan could only be forced to participate in selecting songs for their group’s choir.

"Tsk tsk, such big talk." Yang Qiming shook his head, coughed and said, "For our group’s program, I think..."

"I can’t do it, bro." Huang Caicai immediately gave up.

"Damn it, I haven’t even said what it is." Yang Qiming was exasperated, "If no one steps up, are we doing a group choir again?"

Zhou Yuting suddenly said, "I can do a solo."

Yang Qiming’s expression turned complex; clearly, their group was no different from others, relying on the girls to step up.

He looked around and saw group members all buried in papers. A sense of sorrow welled up in his heart, and he clenched his fist, declaring boldly.

"I can be your backup singer."

Zhou Yuting instantly had a sweating emoji expression, her face showing an awkward smile.

"No need."

Yang Qiming: "..."

"What program should our group put on?" Lin Dong rubbed his chin, "Better prepare early than to be caught off guard."

"Isn’t it too early for that?" Chen Yunyun broke into a sweat.

"The group leader should go alone, make some sacrifice." Wang Yuhe also spoke mercilessly, "Just sing whatever."

"Isn’t it unfair for Dong alone?" Sun Zhicheng stepped up.

Wang Yuhe suddenly had an idea.

"Then you go along with the leader."

Upon hearing that, Sun Zhicheng got cold feet again.

"Dong has always been quite independent, he can handle the work of ten people alone."

Amidst the clamor, evening self-study was coming to an end.

Jiang Nian looked up from the pile of test papers, squinting at the blackboard. It was densely filled with homework from various subjects.

He exhaled, easing his weary nerves.

He glanced at Zhang Ningzhi, who was still diligently working on her assignments. After staring for half a minute, she sensed the gaze.

"What?"

"Nothing, just wanted to look at you." Jiang Nian was bored, "Looking at test papers makes me sick, need to refresh my eyes."

Zhang Ningzhi immediately pouted, but slightly softened at the compliment.

"Then look, if you want."

Li Hua, sitting to the side as dismissal approached, merely watched his watch with a silly face.

Strangely enough, this guy’s average science score was above ninety.

Heaven is unfair!

Jiang Nian suddenly felt some regret for not studying seriously in the first two years. Now in senior year, he could only resort to a sea of exercises strategy.

The dismissal bell rang.

Since Xu Qianqian wasn’t at school, she was likely at home, doing the homework Song Xiyun photographed.

So, Jiang Nian wasn’t in a rush to go home either.

He grabbed his bag, turned around, and looked at the class monitor in the back row. He still remembered that line from Go Go Sheep, you don’t understand her.

Perhaps, the friendship should advance.

Usually, friends who have been together for months should know everything aside from each other’s savings account passwords.

Even the shy cute Girl Ningzhi had shared her embarrassing childhood stories.

Of course, he still didn’t know her dad’s password.

But that’s okay, he would find out one day. What wasn’t important before, from this moment became Huang Mao’s war.

Jiang Nian felt that even if he and the class monitor didn’t need to know each other inside out, they should at least understand more about each other, to show respect.

"Qingqing, I’m heading home."

Li Qingrong, used to it, looked up, nodded after staring at him for a moment.

"Mm."

She waved and parted ways with Jiang Nian.

The school gate after evening self-study was crowded. The dim lights fell on the streets, and people moved in twos and threes.

Jiang Nian, with his bag on his shoulder, walked along the road, but didn’t head directly home. Instead, he bought some stuff from the roadside, and rented a shared bike to the riverside.

The night was deep, whatever he did would be too late.

Jiang Nian realized this as school let out, so he didn’t change his life trajectory.

He didn’t ask the class monitor if she was free, nor did he walk a segment with her.

Getting to know someone is an emotional topic, and high school girls are more driven by feeling. He needed an opportunity to create that feeling.

An evening stroll after a taxing night study?

It’s possible, but the drawbacks outweigh the benefits.

First of all, he only had time today; he couldn’t accompany the class monitor for walks after every night study. Don’t stroll and stroll, only to end up dead.

Jiang Nian’s life counts too!

Walking also had another disadvantage; it required a high level of affection to support. What if the other party had more important matters?

Getting outright rejected would just make him the clown.

So, he came to the riverside.

He took out a Kongming Lantern, choosing an area without trees around the water to set it off.

He had a fishing line tied to the Kongming Lantern, intending to let it go a bit. Snap a picture and pull it back to dispose of it properly.

The red square lantern rose slowly with the burning hot air.

This night, he was a young man with dreams set to soar.

Seeing it reach the optimal shooting angle, he clicked a photo with his phone. Then a yank on the fishing line, the Kongming Lantern plummeted into the water.

He quickly retrieved it, swiftly dumped the wreckage into the trash. He headed toward the bike, sending the photo to the class leader.

"(Photo), I saw someone release a Kongming Lantern by the river, snapped a shot."

Soon, Li Qingrong showed as typing.

"You’re by the river?"

"Mm." Jiang Nian halted his preparation to ride, thinking why ask this, "Just happened to walk to the river."

"People these days are really lacking in civility, luckily I took down the Kongming Lantern."

Sent, no reply.

Just as Jiang Nian prepared to head home, his phone buzzed.

Li Qingrong: "I’m here."