CHAPTER 689: CHAPTER 549: HIGH SOCIETY

Early morning study.

Cai Xiaoqing heard the commotion over there and turned to look in the direction of the water cooler corner, involuntarily turning into a dead fish eye.

"These people..."

Suddenly, she caught sight of a girl from their class trotting over to Li Qingrong’s seat, eagerly asking:

"Class rep, when are finals?"

"Next Saturday."

"Oh oh, thanks, class rep." The girl ran off.

The most accurate news in the grade usually comes from here. No need to worry about what’s being said outside; Holy Emperor’s word is final.

Upon hearing this, Cai Xiaoqing couldn’t help but be a little dazed. Her mind instinctively flashed through revision content and date arrangements.

Nie Qiqi overheard too, and wanted to ask the class rep again. But she was a bit wary of Cai Xiaoqing, this violent girl.

Last night, she almost turned from a smiling tiger into a water arrow turtle.

In the end, she plucked up the courage to ask in a sweet, mixed voice:

"Clas~s~ rep~, do we have to come back to class after the English exam next Sunday~?"

Cai Xiaoqing listened to that saccharine voice and couldn’t help but glance at her, showing a disdainful expression.

"What’s wrong with your voice?"

"Your voice is the one that’s wrong!" Nie Qiqi puffed up her chest and retorted, "That’s just how I talk."

As they chatted, they saw the class rep get up.

"Not sure."

She said softly, leaving her seat and heading towards the back of the classroom, leaving the two of them dumbfounded.

"Where’s the class rep going?" Nie Qiqi asked.

"To fill water, maybe."

....

Meanwhile, Group Six had quite a show during their morning study session.

Zeng You didn’t mention the person’s name, just vaguely recounted the experience, blowing his own trumpet.

To be fair, Emperor Zeng You is quite good at setting the mood. He even hummed a tune, promoting his greatness.

Li Hua was shocked.

"Whoa, is there really something creepy? Wait, the friend you said got possessed isn’t Wu Jungu, right?"

"Not me." Wu Jungu quickly clarified.

"Who else is in your dormitory, Lin Dong?" Li Hua ruled out one by one but didn’t get the answer he wanted.

Jiang Nian propped up his head, just listening to the story.

"Hua, if you’re scared, don’t ask."

"Chi Shi, am I scared?" Li Hua rebutted, "When I was young, I encountered something even more terrifying."

"What was it?" Jiang Nian looked lazy.

"I went exploring in an old house with some mates. I got lost from them, and there were bloodstains on the window."

Huang Fang listened to Li Hua’s story, her heart creeping up her throat.

"What bloodstains?"

Li Hua looked serious, "It seemed to spell ’d-i-e’, frightening me, it wanted to be my dad."

Huang Fang was instantly speechless, "Knew you were just making it up."

As several people chatted aimlessly, Jiang Nian saw the class rep approaching through the corner of his eye. He couldn’t help turning with a puzzled look.

Why is Qingbao here?

Oh, getting water.

His gaze shifted downwards, landing on the cup in the class rep’s hand. A solid gray thermos, looking pretty pricey.

"Class rep is here?" Li Hua was surprised and quickly moved his chair forward, "Class rep, when’s the holiday?"

Li Qingrong lowered her eyes, "Sunday."

"School is so stingy!" Li Hua couldn’t hold it back, swearing, "Why not have a break on New Year’s Eve."

"New Year’s Eve will only have fireworks." Jiang Nian chuckled, waving at the class rep, "Morning, do you need a water card?"

Li Qingrong glanced at him and moved her gaze away.

"Yeah."

Seeing this, Zhang Ningzhi, sitting against the wall corner, was a bit displeased. She lay on the desk unhappily, fiercely hammering the little figure of Jiang Nian in her heart.

Humph, sly cat.

Li Hua saw Jiang Nian flirting cheekily with the class rep and got quite jealous.

He couldn’t help but speak, sneering a few words.

"Do you need a water card?"

"Wait, whose water card are you taking!" He grabbed Jiang Nian’s neck, "Damn it, Chi Shi!"

Beep beep, Li Hua lost one dollar and forty.

"Damn it, the wound of betrayal never heals!"

....

Morning.

Jiang Nian started noticing that whenever he passed by the front of the classroom, the class rep seemed to react even if she was lying down.

So, he tried greeting the class rep every time he passed by.

"Qingqing, can I borrow a pen?"

"Yeah."

In the class, changing seats is almost like separating. If you don’t move around often, relationships gradually grow distant.

He noticed that Li Qingrong’s smiles seemed to have increased.

An illusion?

During the large recess, the students ran.

Jiang Nian and Yu Zhiyi didn’t need to run. Li Hua found it very boring. He couldn’t help yawning, looking like wilting grass.

The whistle accompanied by the BGM sounded rhythmically.

The team started moving.

Li Hua ran loosely on the outer circle, getting hit hard by a boy who darted in from the playground gate.

His head buzzed, and a shoe flew off.

"Damn it!"

Luckily, Ma Guojun was sturdy, bounced onto him, and promptly picked Li Hua up as if he were a chick.

"Faking an accident, huh?"

The moment Li Hua fell, he was first confused, then remembered the hole in his sock, feeling quite ridiculous as he hopped on one foot to pick up his shoe.

Not far away, standing on high ground, Jiang Nian bit on a corn sausage, using his phone’s zoom function to take a picture of the scene.

He posted it on his space and conveniently blocked Lao Liu.

"The socks war god, you definitely need a father’s hug right now. (Tears)[picture]"

After the team stopped, Li Hua felt somewhat relieved.

Thankfully, no one saw it.

Until people in Class Three kept laughing, turning to look at Li Hua, leaving him completely baffled.

"No, what are you laughing at?"

He squeezed into the crowd, sticking his head in for a look.

Heaven collapsed!

"Damn it, Jiang Nian! Chi Shi-ed!" Li Hua’s face turned tomato-red, cursing, "You beast!"

Ma Guojun laughed himself into a fool, "Your socks have quite the style."

"Chi Shi Chi Shi!!"