CHAPTER 559: CHAPTER 455: BROTHERS WHO ARE ALWAYS THERE

Jiang Nian glanced at her and raised an eyebrow as he asked.

"You did the cleaning?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuhe felt a bit guilty.

"Yeah! I... I helped a little bit."

The evening self-study bell rang, and the classroom was brightly lit.

"Chi Shi!" Li Hua turned his head to look at Ma Guojun, pointing to an empty seat next to him and said, "That byd Jiang Nian, off to whoring again."

As luck would have it, just then,

Jiang Nian entered the classroom from the back door and immediately put Li Hua in a headlock!

"Hua, people’s prejudices are like a mountain. Do you think that makes sense?"

"Cough, cough, cough, air..." Li Hua struggled, but felt like this byd’s hand was like an iron ox’s arm, "Can’t breathe..."

The defeated one banged the table in surrender, allowing himself to survive.

Yu Zhiyi entered the classroom from the back row, just passing by group six. She glanced at the two of them and laughed quietly with her hand over her mouth.

Seeing this, Li Hua couldn’t help but feel regret.

Today, he was so embarrassed!

Jiang Nian noticed Li Hua’s off look and turned around to look back.

"Hmm?"

Yu Zhiyi gave him a sweet smile, thinking to herself she was being so friendly, Jiang Nian wouldn’t possibly share the morning’s photos...

"What are you laughing at, your sister?"

The smile on her face froze, and she rolled her eyes.

She walked away without looking back.

....

"Hmm?" Chen Yunyun felt someone poke her back and turned to see a cup of milk tea and a small doll.

"What’s this?"

"It’s..." Wang Yuhe didn’t know how to put it to dodge the afternoon’s secret, "Anyway, I didn’t buy it."

Upon hearing this, she glanced at the milk tea on Wang Yuhe’s desk.

Then she looked at the little doll on the desk, which was clearly uglier than the one in her hand. She couldn’t help but purse her lips and nodded.

"I see."

The classroom was silent as she took a sip of milk tea, her eyes slightly lowered, secretly thinking that they also had secrets.

As for herself, it seemed like she had a secret, and it seemed like it wasn’t really a secret.

After the second session of evening self-study, after class,

outside the hallway of class three, a row of boys gathered at the railing.

Jiang Nian blended in the middle, listening to Lin Dong’s rapid-fire discussion of business prospects. His gaze shifted from relaxed to gradually becoming serious.

"Hmm... what you’re saying is, use the money from selling apples to buy Apple Inc.?"

Lin Dong hesitated for a moment, then nodded seriously and said.

"Hard to say."

Upon hearing this, a group of people burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, like a turtle running a day school, simply can’t handle it." Ma Guojun mocked first, "Can you even sell it?"

"If the profit exceeds one... three thousand, I’ll stand on my head, Chi Shi!~" Li Hua got excited and started setting up all sorts of weird flags again.

Jiang Nian chipped in, "Hey! Be on the lookout for those freeloaders."

"Chi Shi!"

No matter how they teased, class three was always a warm and loving big family. After some discussion, they reached a consensus.

Not buying Lin Dong’s apples!

"Damn it, don’t you all buy every year?" He was dumbfounded, looking around, "Really, are you guys this cold-blooded?"

"No money." Tao Ran stated most realistically.

"Commissar, the Nike shoes on your feet cost more than eight hundred, and you say you’re broke?"

Tao Ran shook his head, calmly saying, "There’s a Christmas event, I’m waiting to draw a Christmas reindeer skin for my kemonomimi."

"Can’t you support a brother with an apple? It’s just six bucks."

"Well, the first top-up is six bucks too."

Lin Dong couldn’t hold it, he turned to look at the faces of his once loyal brothers. Looking over each one, they all nodded silently without a word.

"Why?"

"I... won’t give one, nothing good to give." Jiang Nian didn’t even blink, and there was another sentence he didn’t say, there are too many to give.

"Alright, you’re awesome, doing whatever you like." Lin Dong looked at Sun Zhicheng, "Ah Cheng, surely you would give, right?"

"Not giving, too cliché." Sun Zhicheng scratched his head, thinking following the crowd in giving apples was boring, better to give something else.

"What about the others?"

"Well... Li Hua hesitated, "There’s a girl selling apples downstairs, six bucks gets you a blown kiss plus an apple."

"Damn, traitor!"

"Damn it, isn’t that unfair competition? Capitalism’s environment is ruined by opportunistic jerks like that!"

"I don’t have to buy, just get two boxes." Ma Guojun stated, "Whoever gives me, I’ll reuse a box and gift it back."

"Damn!"

"Dong-ge, you know me." Liu Yang squeezed out a smile, "I have too many friends outside, really can’t eat them all."

"Promiscuous!"

"I’ll buy, I definitely will!" Yang Qiming loudly expressed, "But I’m afraid of being rejected, so Dong-ge, maybe you could offer delivery service....."

"?"

Luo Yong squeezed out a smile, speaking quickly.

"I... don’t know who to give to."

Zeng You lifted his head, looking puzzled, and asked.

"You’ll give it to me?"

Lin Dong was completely at a loss, no longer having any expectations of the abstract faces around him, and instead began to seriously consider tomorrow’s wholesale stock.

He had contacted the manufacturer about the packaging boxes two days ago, and the courier was on the way.

Can he win?

The evening self-study quickly passed by.

As school was about to end, Zhang Ningzhi sorted out the test papers she worked on during the evening. Then she habitually turned her head to look at Jiang Nian.

"What did you do this afternoon?"

"Went gold-digging." Jiang Nian answered truthfully.

"Hmm?" Li Hua had overheard and leaned over with a puzzled look, "Nian, how come you got hooked on playing basketball recently?"

"Just playing occasionally." Jiang Nian replied nonchalantly.

"Oh, playing basketball’s great, just make sure you don’t get hurt." Zhizhi was as warm as always, carefully reminding him.

"Someone from the previous year supposedly broke their right hand playing basketball right before the college entrance exams."

Jiang Nian asked, "What happened afterwards?"

"They repeated the year."

Speaking of repeating, Jiang Nian was reminded of the girl in the fourth year, who had attempted to drown her phone in a puddle early in the morning.

She seemed pretty abstract too, not sure how many points she scored.

School was over.

Jiang Nian lifted his bag containing layers of packaged yellow croaker, specifically making sure to leave after greeting the class monitor at the front row.

Li Qingrong glanced at his back figure, then lowered her gaze to look at the small calendar on the desk.

On this week’s calendar, Monday through Friday were all marked with red Xs. Saturday was left blank, she held her pen over Saturday, marked an X.

Paused for a moment, then marked a circle on Sunday.

Tomorrow, it’s time to change seats.

....

"I heard the dance students are coming back to school." Xu Qianqian said, "Guess who I saw yesterday?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian coughed.

"Who?"

"Who else, your deskmate Han Xiao." Xu Qianqian scoffed, "She greeted me like, I don’t know what."

"What?"

"Just like, you know, that."

"Oh, got it." Jiang Nian understood; Han Xiao probably performed some ridiculous act for Xu again.

"Your deskmate came back, aren’t you happy?" Xu Qianqian glanced at him, "I thought you’d at least be a bit happy."

"She probably snuck back, she’ll be taken back soon." Jiang Nian mused, then turned to glance at her.

Stared for a while without speaking, catching Xu Qianqian’s attention.

"What?"

"Nothing, I just feel..." Walking on the road, he seriously said, "Compared to her, I’m happier being with you."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qianqian pursed her lips.

"Then about the week..."

"Never mind the week, she’s busy studying." Jiang Nian said, "Can’t even score 570, that’s just weak."

"Girls don’t have that, why use that term?"

"Well... hard to say, maybe it’s a little... reduced?" Jiang Nian blurted out, with a hint of naughtiness leading thoughts astray.

"Get lost!" Xu Qianqian was speechless.

When entering the corridor, Xu Qianqian’s figure melted into the darkness. She hesitated a bit and then turned to Jiang Nian, deliberating before speaking.

"Do you have time tomorrow afternoon?"

Sunday offered only a half-day off, also known as the "golden six hours."

Jiang Nian was taken aback for a moment, "Sure, buddy."