CHAPTER 699: CHAPTER 553: USING WANG YUHE’S PASSWORD_2

Li Hua swallowed, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Nian looked around, "The year I finished my high school entrance exams, my dad and I went to Guangdong, driving on the highway at night."

"I vaguely felt something shaking on the window, and when I turned my head, I almost stopped breathing."

"What... what was it?" Zhang Ningzhi held her breath.

Jiang Nian looked serious, "It was my handsome face, reflected in the car window. I was so stunned by my own good looks that I was stuck for half a day."

"You’re such a Chi Shi!" Li Hua couldn’t take it.

"Damn, you’re really disgusting!" Zeng You couldn’t help but curse, "You dog, you’re sick."

"So annoying." Zhang Ningzhi was also speechless.

Jiang Nian listened to the compliments around him and gave a mischievous smile. People only lay it on thick when they’re being cheeky.

"Bye-bye then."

The school bell rang, and he grabbed his backpack and dashed out. Passing by the front of the classroom, he didn’t forget to greet the class leader.

"Mm." Li Qingrong glanced at the calendar.

A day and a half left.

....

At the school gate.

Qianqian and Song Xiyun had been waiting for a while, and when they saw Jiang Nian from afar, they turned and walked out.

With a thud, a palm-sized notebook fell to the ground.

"Oh no!"

Qianqian exclaimed and reached out to pick it up, not expecting Jiang Nian to snatch it up like a wild dog.

He got it in his hand and chuckled.

"What’s this?"

"Jiang Nian, give it back to me!"

"What is this?" He instinctively hid the notebook behind his back, "Oh, a young girl’s springtime diary."

"I’ll read one page and give it back, okay?"

"No way!" Qianqian’s face turned beet red, and she lunged at Jiang Nian, "Ah, don’t you dare read it!"

Jiang Nian actually didn’t read it, respecting others’ privacy. He was just pretending, intending to scare Qianqian a bit.

Song Xiyun followed behind with her backpack, keeping some distance.

"Don’t trip, you guys."

Suddenly, under the dim streetlights, maybe due to their exaggerated actions, the diary fell to the ground with a thud.

As it opened, Jiang Nian saw what was inside.

It wasn’t springtime musings, but.....

[Today’s problems are so hard, when will I get to eat Guangdong rice cake, haven’t had beer duck in a long time.]

The two exchanged glances, and the atmosphere froze.

"Jiang Nian, I really want to kick you to death!" Qianqian couldn’t stand it, "Next time you mess around, you’ll get a punch."

Jiang Nian knew he was wrong, so he didn’t dare say anything.

"Oh, oh."

He thought about it and felt Qianqian might be a bit cravey.

"How about, we grab some night snacks?"

Qianqian glanced at him, feeling unsure. So, they both turned to Song Xiyun.

"Shall we eat?"

Song Xiyun: "?"

Eventually, the three appeared at a snack stall. Afraid of sleeplessness, the two girls didn’t dare order too much.

Jiang Nian didn’t eat much at night, just a little.

"I bought a phone."

"Why?" Qianqian didn’t even lift her head.

"For gaming."

Song Xiyun paused for a moment, but the next second she resumed her actions, blowing on the hot radish.

Even though she tried to hide it, she couldn’t help but show a bit of envy.

Before Zhao Qiuxue came back, she had always been living with relatives, somewhat feeling like a burden.

In her room, all she could do was play games to kill time.

Gradually, she developed an interest in games.

During computer class, she played a single-player version of cs and got the hang of it quickly, even better than the boys in class.

But she deliberately suppressed it.

Song Xiyun couldn’t quite explain this mentality. It’s just a habitual nature not to want to cause trouble for others.

"Gaming?" Qianqian glanced at Jiang Nian and then thought, "Xiyun is really good at gaming."

"Huh?" Song Xiyun didn’t expect herself to be mentioned, "I... I’m not, just average at best."

"See, Qianqian, there you go again."

"You’re the one blowing it out!" Qianqian retorted, "Wait for the weekend vacation, I’ll team up with Xiyun to crush you."

Jiang Nian was indifferent, "Bring it on."

Last time the three of them planned to watch a movie, but due to a sudden exam rush, they had to reschedule.

Before entering the door, Qianqian mentioned it.

"We’ll go watch a movie tomorrow night, the classes on Saturday morning are all like Chinese and English."

"Oh."

Jiang Nian watched the girl close the door, and he couldn’t help but lower his eyes.

Watching a movie late at night, huh.

....

The next day, just before morning self-study.

Jiang Nian discovered the knack for chatting with Wang Yuhe: just keep saying, "You’re amazing!", "So awesome."

Then you can activate Wang Yuhe’s vanity and get yourself a robot to help with chores and copy homework.

"Isn’t it our turn to clean today?"

"Who’s cleaning the blackboard?"

"Wang Yuhe, right?"

Jiang Nian pointed at them, "Don’t pry too much into worldly matters."

"Damn, so shameless?" Li Hua was shocked, "Nian, you keep lowering my expectations of you."

"What do you know?" Jiang Nian glanced at him.

After a while, Wang Yuhe returned to the classroom after washing his hands. He specifically ran to the back row and bragged to Jiang Nian about his cleaning achievement.

"I cleaned it, felt pretty simple."

"You’re amazing, I admire you." Jiang Nian gave a thumbs up, "You can even clean that well?"

"Of course." Wang Yuhe returned to his seat proudly.

"Tsk tsk, Jiang Nian, you really are." Ma Guojun shook his head, "If you were born a few years earlier, who knows, you might have been executed by now."

"You’re something that should be hung from a streetlight."

"How do you know the joy of fish if you’re not a fish?" Jiang Nian pointed at them, "Did I give emotional value or not?"

Besides, the water for cleaning the blackboard was hot water he prepared.

Huang Fang turned around and looked at him.

"If I praise you a bit, can you do my work too?"

"No way."

"Tch!"

Just before the bell, Zhang Ningzhi arrived just in time.

"Hello hello."

"Why are you so late today?"

"Overslept." Zhang Ningzhi cutely, a bit embarrassed, "Almost got marked down."

Jiang Nian was a bit puzzled and spoke up.

"I don’t get it."

"What’s the point of marking names? If it deducts the homeroom teacher’s salary, why not just write any random name?"

"They check the school ID."

After a while, Zeng You came.

Li Hua couldn’t wait to gloat, "Ha, got marked down, right?"

Zeng You was puzzled, "Whose name did they write? I wrote someone else’s name, what’s it got to do with me?"

"Don’t they check the school ID?"

"Oh, I picked up a school ID and replaced the photo with mine." Zeng You scratched his face, looking completely unbothered.

Jiang Nian: "Awesome."

Li Hua couldn’t argue, losing face.

"You’re such a beast."

The morning lessons were easier, with two literature classes and an English class.

Jiang Nian did his homework all morning, completed two biology exam papers, and estimated that he could finish all of them during study hall.

Near dismissal time, he finally raised his head and stretched.

"Ah! Where did we leave off?"

Zhang Ningzhi: "You didn’t listen at all."

"Hehe, let me see your notes." Jiang Nian leaned over, casually pinching Zhang Ningzhi’s thigh under the table.

"Don’t look!" Zhang Ningzhi hurriedly blocked him.

Ring ring ring!!

"OK, class over." Qingbao’s Little Bee buzzed, ending the lecture efficiently.

The whole class drawled out, "Goodbye, teacher."

Jiang Nian didn’t say it, and as soon as he hit the hallway, he was ready to go pick up his package outside the school. The phone arrived, a high-end gaming device.

Suddenly, Qingbao called him from the hallway.

"Jiang Nian, come here."

"Hmm? What’s with the unwilling expression?"

"Nothing, teacher." Jiang Nian responded reluctantly and reached out, "Give it to me, I’ll take it to the office."

Qingbao rolled her eyes at him, "That’s more like it."

The lesson plans and Little Bee were all stuffed into his hands. Jiang Nian grumpily held them, turned, and locked eyes with the English class representative.

The two looked at each other silently, with tears streaming down.

"Damn, it’s a bull."

"Whoa, it’s not my work!"

Qingbao walked ahead with a pitter-patter and suddenly said a sentence.

"Jiang Nian, strive for the end-of-term English exam sprint."

"Hmm?" Jiang Nian suddenly became alert, Qingbao had also said this, "Teacher, aren’t end-of-term scores useless?"