CHAPTER 729: CHAPTER 568: I’LL CONTACT YOU WHEN I NEED SOMETHING

"No classes, why not just take a holiday?"

Li Hua agreed, "Makes sense."

"Just take a leave." Jiang Nian looked up at Zeng You and said, "Go back to the dorm to study, you can even fly a flight."

Two boys in the group fell into deep thought.

"Captain Zhen Nan."

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener took it seriously.

Zeng You was genuinely tempted and glanced at the afternoon’s class schedule. One language class, and two chemistry classes.

Since they were all self-study periods, he might as well take a leave.

"Team leader, I’m taking a leave this afternoon."

"Huh?" Li Hua was stunned, "Are you taking off?"

"No, just lying in the dorm playing on my phone," Zeng You calmly said, "I feel a bit unwell."

Learning on the spot, he was indeed a practical talent.

"Oh, I’ll let Cai Xiaoqing know for you," Li Hua said, "Remember to come back in the evening, we need to move books."

Compared to some academic hardliners, Li Hua appreciated Zeng You more for making life’s heavy hits miss, because he had already lain down.

It warmed people’s hearts, very reassuring.

"Alright then," Zeng You nodded.

"I’m eagerly anticipating," Li Hua said.

Jiang Nian suddenly asked, "Big or small?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Zeng You and Li Hua couldn’t hold back anymore.

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"Chi Shi!"

....

Time flew, and soon it was noon recess.

Jiang Nian got up and packed his things, ready to eat outside the school. Although he’s not picky, he doesn’t eat just anything.

The cafeteria was off-limits; he’d try it next semester.

He turned and met Li Qingrong’s gaze, suddenly feeling a bit regretful. If he’d known, he should have reserved lunch with the class leader yesterday.

Li Qingrong looked puzzled, tilting her head slightly.

"What’s wrong?"

"Can I have your lunch?" Jiang Nian was direct as ever.

Li Qingrong nodded, "Sure, you can have it."

"Never mind, I’ll eat next time." Jiang Nian waved off and left the classroom, "I’m going to eat now."

At the school’s west gate, Jiang Nian received a call from Han Xiao.

"Hello?"

"Where are you going to eat?" Han Xiao’s voice was sweet, "Why not come to my house, my dad’s not home today."

"I’m skipping lunch," Jiang Nian casually said, "I’m having rice noodles, and if there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up."

"Hey, what about this afternoon?"

"I usually in the afternoon...." Jiang Nian couldn’t hold back, "No, sister, can you stop clinging to me?"

"I’m not the school duck, every time you come back to school, you look for me."

"Alright." Han Xiao hung up the phone.

Seeing the other party disconnect the call voluntarily, Jiang Nian sighed with relief. It seemed like Han Xiao wasn’t beyond hope.

Actually, Jiang Nian was a bit puzzled; it shouldn’t be like this.

His relationship with Han Xiao was always pretty good. Any minor conflicts were a thing of the past.

Have a meal and talk it out, and nobody owed anybody.

What’s byd thinking?

Twenty minutes later.

After eating, Jiang Nian was preparing to return to school. As he passed the entrance of the street by the West Square, a voice caught his attention.

"Hmm?"

He turned and looked back, seeing a group of people gathered around. An older woman was holding a girl, saying something loudly.

The girl looked furious, struggling to break free.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Nian’s voice rang out, ignoring the yelling woman, "Doing acrobatics?"

Han Xiao had almost started crying, but hearing a certain someone’s voice, she immediately clung to him like he was her life-saving straw for help.

"She said I bumped into her and wants me to pay for her phone."

The old woman’s face wasn’t looking good as she firmly grasped Han Xiao’s arm. Seeing the newcomer was just a student, her expression grew fiercer.

"Stop the nonsense! Call the police or pay up!"

Han Xiao turned white, not because she was scared of paying. But the increasing crowd made her feel embarrassed.

"I was following you, I didn’t touch her at all!"

More and more people gathered, most were high school seniors. Some shopkeepers were pointing and gossiping too.

"What phone?" Jiang Nian asked.

"An iPhone my son bought for me!" the old woman’s face turned red from shouting, "Can you believe it, she broke my phone and won’t pay!"

"Make way, make way!!"

A young man squeezed through the crowd, face darkening at the sight of the phone in the woman’s hand.

"Who broke it? I just bought that iPhone!"

Jiang Nian was speechless.

The New Year was nearing, and all kinds of troublemakers were surfacing.

"I..." Han Xiao was about to break and pay the money to avoid further drama, "I never said I...."

She was interrupted by Jiang Nian before she could finish the word ’pay.’

"Let me see the phone."

The old woman responded, "It’s already broken, what’s there to see!"

Jiang Nian didn’t bother arguing with her and took the chance to pull Han Xiao over when the old woman showed the phone.

"Trying to run!" the old woman panicked and shouted loudly, "Not paying, huh! #￥ Don’t think about leaving!"

The young man also started cursing, all kinds of insults pouring out.

Han Xiao turned even paler, sweat beading her forehead. She regretted following Jiang Nian, intending just to fool around with him.

But ended up unexpectedly getting into trouble.

Then a loud smack brought Han Xiao back to her senses, followed by a collective gasp from the crowd.

She turned to see the phone smashed into pieces on the ground. It was hollow inside, just some basic components.

Standing in front of her was Jiang Nian, who spit on the ground.

"Pay your mother."

....

Even after entering the school gate, Han Xiao was still a bit disoriented.

"You should go back to class," Jiang Nian said.

The art class wasn’t in Building A but set up in an empty classroom on the first floor of Building B.

Han Xiao stopped and looked up at him with pursed lips.

"Thank you for earlier."

Jiang Nian waved it off, "It’s chaotic at the end of the year. Be careful, although with your dad around, it shouldn’t be a problem."

Upon hearing this, Han Xiao couldn’t help but ask.

"Hey, how did you know the phone was fake?"

"I didn’t know, just randomly smashed it," Jiang Nian said truthfully. What he hated most were women who yelled loudly.

It was obviously fake, yet noisy.

If it’s smashed, let them call the police.

Watching Jiang Nian leave, Han Xiao clenched her fists. After a moment of thought, she called her father.

She dramatically exaggerated the events that just happened.

"Wait." Han Chunping listened patiently, then interrupted, "That kid only smashed a phone."

Han Xiao, not pleased, retorted to her own father.

"Where would he get the money to pay?"

"You’re biased, discontented with him no matter what. I might as well apply to a distant university and never come back."

Han Chunping: "...."

He hadn’t expected that after admitting he was wrong to his wife at a young age, he’d still have to do the same with his teenage daughter in middle age.

When he gets older, he’ll probably have to apologize to his granddaughter too.

Meanwhile.

The "dirt poor" Jiang Nian was already carrying a bottle of Sprite, humming a tune as he walked up the senior high school building.

The earlier incident was just a minor episode for him.

After sitting down, he started working on his test papers again.

The classroom was quite full, Huang Fang skipped the cafeteria lunch. She only ate two pieces of bread, considering it as a meal.

"Fangfang, you’re a little extreme."

"Saves time." Huang Fang didn’t lift her head, thinking one should keep up appearances, "I just want to give it my best shot."

Actually, what she wanted was to surpass Jiang Nian academically.

Jiang Nian said nothing, immersing himself in his papers until Chen Yunyun and the others entered the classroom before the lunch break ended.

Wang Yuhe slowly approached, her hair fluffy after washing and drying.

"What are you working on?"

"English."

"Liar, that’s math." Wang Yuhe took a quick look, trying to point out an error, "You didn’t write out the solution for this problem."

Jiang Nian was speechless, so he looked up and said.

"I haven’t done it yet, if you’re free, shove off."

"Oh." Wang Yuhe indeed had nothing else to do, so she reluctantly left, "I’ll find you when I do have something."

Jiang Nian made an OK gesture, meaning "buzz off."

"Go on."

He flicked his finger, and a cheerful Wang Yuhe strolled off.

Not long after, Chen Yunyun came over.

"The last box."

She said, placing a box of navel oranges on Jiang Nian’s desk.

"The electric bike is fully charged, and the room over there is locked. The next time to use it is when school starts."