CHAPTER 548: CHAPTER 446: WOULD YOU LIKE A PAID MASSAGE?

Victory.

You could say, "I serve as the Heavenly Emperor to crush all enemies."

Jiang Nian was in top gear the whole time, using [Accuracy] countless times. His mind was almost exploding, putting tremendous pressure on the opponents.

Defense was the most experienced defender, offense was the strongest forward.

Fight!!

At his most abnormal moment, he secretly used [Validation] and found that the opponent’s shot wouldn’t go in. He stopped defending directly.

Shoot, kid.

As expected, the ball didn’t go in, it veered off mysteriously.

"We won!! Our class won!" Zhang Ningzhi was tremendously excited, hugging Yao Beibei, jumping up and down.

Yao Beibei was happy, but not overwhelmed. She didn’t understand soccer, and instead found a blind spot.

"They’ve been playing for almost fifty minutes now; Jiang Nian’s stamina is quite something."

"Quite something?" Zhang Ningzhi was confused, "What is it?"

"Nothing, it’s just quite impressive." Yao Beibei gave an example, "Like Li Hua, walking like a grandpa taking a stroll."

The words may be crude but they’re true, she wasn’t the only one who noticed.

"Damn, I was just about to shoot." The opposing full-back complained, "Damn it, this guy popped out of nowhere like a ghost."

"Weak is weak."

"Damn, did anyone remind me?" The full-back’s face flushed red, agitated, "Did anyone shout anything, answer me!"

"My bad, my bad." The good-natured guy stepped up to take the blame.

The game started strong, like a machine game.

After the game, they were good buddies laughing at first, then mid-game arguments led to silent grievances, and in the end, everyone shut up guarding the goal.

"Actually, it’s not really our fault; their main players’ stamina is freakishly good."

"True."

"Defend against adversity, attack with the advantage," the runner-up team’s defensive midfielder had the most to say, "Who knows how he doesn’t get tired."

"Still lost."

In the team, a sudden remark broke the amicable atmosphere of shifting the blame.

I’m really begging, get lost!

Now, the strongest runner-up team perfectly demonstrated the saying: arrived in one car with five people, left in five cars with five people.

Near the sports field.

"Yay, we won!" Wang Yuhe was thrilled, "Yunyun, we won, so why hasn’t the result been announced yet?"

"Yeah, we won." Chen Yunyun also felt stressed for Jiang Nian, "They’ll announce it soon; let’s go ahead first."

Soon, the results were announced on the sports field.

Class Three was the winner.

This time, not many cheered, everyone was busy going to eat. The field instantly turned chaotic, and the crowd dispersed.

Amidst this chaos, Song Xiyun suddenly remembered Jiang Nian’s request.

[If our class wins tomorrow, the scene will definitely be chaotic; I might not have time to find you guys for a meal.

After the match, don’t waste time. Find somewhere to eat first, I’ll reimburse you with the prize money.]

"Qianqian, let’s go eat first."

"Hmm?" Xu Qianqian glanced at the chaotic sports field, hesitated for a few seconds, "Too many people, let’s go then."

The awards weren’t completed on site; after handing in their uniforms, it was over.

"Let’s go, eat!" Jiang Nian knew it wasn’t the end, shouted, "Let’s have a meal together, all expenses covered by Li Hua!"

"Chi Shi! I didn’t say that!"

"Catch Li Hua, don’t let him get away!"

Jiang Nian was surrounded, and amidst a crowd of people, he walked out of the sports field grandly. He glanced at the crowd.

Li Qingrong and her friends Cai Xiaoqing, Nie Qiqi, were walking out. She seemed to sense something, turned her head.

Only a horde of people, she turned back around.

....

As night fell.

Due to the match being moved earlier, the team of a few did not arrive late for the dinner and returned to the classroom just as the evening self-study bell rang.

Four or five people slumped down from drinking; the rest weren’t much better.

"Drank?" Zhang Ningzhi raised his head, squinting his eyes, examining him, "Let me smell if there’s a scent of alcohol."

"I drank tea," Jiang Nian held back, couldn’t help but suggest, "Don’t smell, just taste."

Taste... taste!

Zhang Ningzhi was stunned by his perverse words, his pupils widened. Under the bright classroom lights, his face flushed red.

"You!! What are you saying!"

"Tea, I was talking about tea, what did you think it was?" Jiang Nian took out a bag of tea from his pocket and threw it on Zhang Ningzhi’s desk.

"When eating, I felt this tea tasted quite good. Thought you might like it, so I asked the owner for a bag."

He leaned in, stared at Zhang Ningzhi curiously.

"Hmph, why is your face red?"

"Nothing... nothing!" Zhang Ningzhi turned away, after two seconds hurriedly gathered the tea leaves, "Classroom..."

"What?"

"Hot."

Cai Xiaoqing walked in, glanced around the room. Seeing the players from the afternoon’s match, only Jiang Nian was perfectly normal.

"Come here, go to the sports office and pick up the trophy."

"Is it money?"

"Yes, the trophy is a bit heavy." Cai Xiaoqing paused and added, "Call someone else, to avoid any trouble."

Jiang Nian thought for a moment, just found the class leader. The two left the classroom, walked down the stairs quietly.

"Finally won, Old Liu must be happy too."

"Yeah."

"What did you have this afternoon, too bad we couldn’t eat together." Jiang Nian said, "Those guys insisted on drinking."

"Ah, I couldn’t stop them."

"Did you drink?" Li Qingrong turned to look at him.

"Of course not, I’m not into it." Jiang Nian chuckled, "Honestly, these folks are addicted, yet still weak."

"Then what are you good at?"

"Can I say that?" Jiang Nian seemed embarrassed, the staircase was deserted, "I’m good at studying, scored 650."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingrong couldn’t help but purse her lips.

"Yeah."

At the sports office, the teacher confirmed everyone’s information. First handed them the trophy, then directed them to another place to pick up the money.

The captain’s medals would be picked up after two self-study sessions.

Jiang Nian glanced at Li Qingrong, then at the other prizes on the table. Immediately felt stressed, receiving awards was such a hassle.

"Teacher, can we go to receive it next time?"

"Sure."

In the end, Jiang Nian returned to the classroom carrying the trophy and a bag of prizes. The trophy was placed in a prominent spot in the classroom, and the prizes were shared with a few people.

Midway through the evening self-study, Old Liu came once.

He wandered around, glanced at a few people who were sleeping with their heads down. Thinking they were tired from the afternoon, he didn’t wake them.

Until he passed the back row, Li Hua mumbled in his sleep.

"Can’t... drink anymore."

Old Liu’s amiable smile froze instantly, and he immediately looked at Jiang Nian. It was pure stereotyping.

However, Jiang Nian was sipping the hot tea made by Zhizhi at that moment.

Sip. The sensation was blissful.

"Hmm?" Seeing Old Liu’s gaze, he remembered the prizes Old Liu promised him, "What’s up, Teacher?"

"The teacher’s prizes won’t be distributed so soon, I’m not in a hurry."

Old Liu: "...."

In the end, Li Hua and a few others were taken to the office by Old Liu to be reprimanded. Really, punishment is deserved; what must be reprimanded will be reprimanded.

In the classroom.

Hu Jinzhong hadn’t drunk alcohol, so he was naturally unharmed. Compared to alcohol, he was more interested in the dishes and drinks on the table.

Normally, opportunities to eat and drink freely are rare.

Even when working in the cafeteria, he could only eat some vegetarian dishes. He’d be scolded if he took too much of the expensive meat dishes.

Joining the team was the best decision he made.

Initially, he only signed up to show face for Jiang Nian. But unexpectedly, they won and even took home the championship.

What surprised him most was the substantial cash prize.

He took out a calendar card from a glasses store’s advertisement, his finger pointing towards Christmas Eve bit by bit.

Whenever Christmas Eve came, smart students would sell apples.

An apple in a box would cost five or six yuan, sometimes ten or twelve yuan for some exquisitely designed boxes.

In the past, he wouldn’t dare to consider this money-making path.

But today isn’t yesterday; he has startup capital now. He knows that some popular classmates might give out over a dozen gift boxes.

In just one day, he’d need to spend fifty or even a hundred yuan purely on social costs.

Sufficient startup capital and a vast market.

Better find someone to inquire.

The three evening self-study periods flew by.

Near the end of school, Li Hua was completely sober.

Who knows where he got a small mirror advertising infertility treatment, he kept checking his reflection, sighing.

"The booze and lust have made me look so haggard! From today onwards, I quit..."

"Really quit?"

"Tomorrow... the day after tomorrow, let’s start. Happy these two days." Li Hua said, "Celebrate at home, who doesn’t eat dumplings during New Year."

Obviously, the dumplings Li Hua mentioned aren’t those in Wang Wei’s poem.

Possibly the kind that requires opening a membership.

"You rascal." Jiang Nian originally wanted to advise him to be moderate, but then thought it unnecessary, "Captain, safe journey."

"Lock the door well, don’t crash."

"Naturally." Li Hua smiled a little, then turned to look at Ma Guojun, "You say Old Ma he..."

"Li Hua your mom, I heard that." Ma Guojun pointed at him, "If you want to die, say your next sentence."

"What are you talking about?" Li Hua played dumb, suddenly thought quickly, "Oh oh, I was asking if you’re playing games tonight."

"What games?"

"That new shooting mobile game, something Foggy." Li Hua said eagerly, "Jiang Nian, are you joining?"

"I’m writing papers tonight, forget it... I’ll join." Jiang Nian gave up struggling, holding back from gaming, who can do that?

"Let’s gather a few people then." Li Hua laughed, "Catch up later, I’ll be online after my shower."

Hearing him say shower first, Jiang Nian looked at Li Hua with a knowing nod.

Those in the know understand.

After school.

"Bye bye." Zhang Ningzhi waved at Jiang Nian, ready to leave the classroom, "I’m leaving first, I’ve got a date with Beibei."

"Alright, bye." Jiang Nian thought Zhizhi was really cute.

Before leaving the classroom.

He glanced around the classroom; the class president was still slowly packing. Honestly, no difference between going home early or late.

At the same time, Jiang Nian realized one thing.

The old father-in-law would be back soon.

Last time he thought about checking that house, but got busy with things later and forgot. Time wasn’t sufficient in senior year, power of money is the only way.

He took out the medal from the desk drawer that the office had sent, casually held it in his hand, and walked over to Li Qingrong.

"For you."

The medal was golden, a scrap piece of cheap metal. The back even had a name engraved, probably by the school temporarily.

"Hmm." Li Qingrong put the medal into her backpack, thought for a moment, then took out a piece of jade and handed it to him.

"Want it?"

"?"

Jiang Nian was stunned, caught off guard by this abrupt exchange.

"No, let’s play games together tonight."

"What game?"

"I’ll send it to your phone later, so head home early." Jiang Nian waved, "Let’s all go home early."

"Okay."

Down to the third floor.

Jiang Nian didn’t see Xu Qianqian in the hallway, glancing down at his phone. Five minutes ago, Xu Qianqian had messaged him.

"Went for night snacks, you come over. [Image]"

Usually, it takes three days for Zhen Nan’s white events, during which Song Xiyun and Xu Qianqian would be together.

He exited the school gate, bought a few bottles of drinks, and carried them in his hand.

At the corner of the Post Office Bank, a few snack carts gathered there. Two girls were sitting at a low table, sharing a steaming bowl.

"Over here!" Xu Qianqian waved.

Jiang Nian walked closer, directly pulled up a plastic stool and sat down.

"Ah, today was so tiring."

Xu Qianqian showed a mysterious smile, pointing at the bowl on the table.

"Oh, is paid massage required?"