CHAPTER 735: CHAPTER 571: VILE TEMPERAMENT (PART 2)

"How about we gather a team for a five-man game?" Li Hua suggested.

Ma Guojun thought for a moment, "Who should we find?"

"Let’s get someone else. I have a friend..." Jiang Nian interrupted, "Liu Yang, or we can find other friends."

Upon hearing this, Li Hua and Ma Guojun turned their heads simultaneously.

"Chi Shi, you beast!"

"Damn, you’re really something else!" The chubby guy also remembered, Jiang Nian was planning to take the class monitor to the internet cafe.

Damn, that’s really sneaky!

"Are you serious or not?"

Jiang Nian said, "For real."

Upon hearing this, Li Hua couldn’t keep a straight face.

"Wait, the three of us guys playing games. You know... it’s hard for us to perform well, how are we supposed to trash talk?"

"Exactly, it makes us play restrained." Ma Guojun hesitated a bit too.

"Alright, then forget it." Jiang Nian said, "I was thinking of inviting... but since you all said so."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Hua sat up straight.

"Who are you calling?"

"Ahem." Jiang Nian didn’t say anything.

"Bro, no... foster father." Li Hua kneeled in a sliding motion, his expression changed, "You know me, I love being passive."

Ma Guojun was stunned, but he also guessed the substitute player.

"Damn, that’s shameless."

"Old Ma, if you’re not coming," Jiang Nian rubbed his chin, "I’ll find a friend from the humanities class."

Upon hearing this, Li Hua’s eyes lit up and he said quickly.

"Old Ma can’t make it."

"Damn! Li Hua, are you a poet?" Ma Guojun couldn’t hold it, "Of course I’ll go, you byd thing."

The three of them finalized tomorrow’s plan, and Zhang Ningzhi was left perplexed by their encrypted conversation.

.....

Third-period evening self-study.

Sun Zhicheng looked up at the blackboard, then lay back on the desk.

"I feel so empty."

"Didn’t shoot me, did it?" Lin Dong looked down, checking his pants, "Ah Cheng, did you turn on the silencer?"

"Huh?" Sun Zhicheng was dumbfounded.

Lin Dong’s abstract and obscene words left him speechless. Part of the reason is that he’s been pretending to be a girl lately.

You could say he’s almost disconnected from profanity.

"Brother Dong, what do you think people are living for?" Sun Zhicheng looked up, his face exhausted.

People who are about to win won’t have smiles on their faces.

He’s decided, tomorrow he will close the net.

Lin Dong scratched his head, recently feeling Ah Cheng was acting weird. But he didn’t ask much because he was busy looking for goods.

Tomorrow’s a holiday, and the day after he’s helping his uncle sell fireworks.

Originally, he thought he could make a big profit, but since the school holiday was so late, he had to change his goal to enjoying himself.

Catch every opportunity to sell before New Year’s Eve.

"People live for..." Lin Dong couldn’t think of anything, so he said perfunctorily, "to eat, drink, and have fun."

Sun Zhicheng sighed and said no more.

On the other side of the aisle.

Yang Qiming glanced at the sulking Sun Zhicheng, thinking this guy was really pretending. After cursing in his heart, he happily sent a message to Xiaoyu.

This noisy movement also attracted Zhou Yuting in the same row.

She glanced at her mischievous desk mate, thinking to herself to hold on a bit longer, she’d soon be free of this.

After evening self-study was dismissed.

The vast campus was desolate, Jiang Nian greeted the class monitor. He hurriedly left the classroom, preparing to go home to do homework.

There were too many holiday worksheets, and he grabbed some in advance.

If he planned to play, he had to finish some before the holiday, to avoid thinking about worksheets while playing.

Indeed, he would really think about them.

After all, for a not-so-rich high schooler like him, the foundation of livelihood is grades.

Certain skills can earn money, but they can’t earn college entrance exam scores.

Faced with such a state-protected endeavor, which is fair and time-effective, avoid any crooked thoughts.

Missing two points in the college entrance exam makes tens of points wasted.

......

At the school gate.

"How did you do on the test?" Xu Qianqian tugged on Jiang Nian’s sleeve, "If it didn’t go well, you can admit defeat first."

Jiang Nian thought, this person is just stubborn.

"Hehe."

Xu Qianqian just mentioned the test in passing, but final exams are just minor tests, so she talked about other topics.

"I heard there’s a New Year’s event in the city, and they’re giving out plush toys."

"Really?" Song Xiyun’s eyes lit up; being young girls, they had little resistance to plush toys.

Especially when they’re free.

"Where are you going tomorrow?" Xu Qianqian finalized travel plans with her best friend, considering if she could invite someone.

"Internet cafe, five-man game." Jiang Nian said.

"Hah, so boring," Xu Qianqian quipped and continued, "Want me to grab a plush toy for you?"

That’s the reason why Jiang Nian and Xu Qianqian could be friends for so long.

They didn’t understand each other, but they respected each other.

Neither interfered with the other’s hobbies. Trying to accommodate seemed too pretentious, but they’d always think of each other.

"Sure, I could use it as a footstool." Jiang Nian said casually, "In the morning, I could even bring you breakfast."

"Huh? An all-nighter?" Song Xiyun was taken aback.

"What else?" Jiang Nian glanced at her, "But I’m someone who likes to play while doing homework."

Hearing this, Song Xiyun was even more bewildered.

She couldn’t imagine playing games in an internet cafe while doing homework. It must be bizarre.

"Quite... interesting," she said.

"After all, brushing close to 650 scores, a bit of hard work is normal." Xu Qianqian took a normal jibe.

"You’re awesome, you’re great, alright." Jiang Nian didn’t want to argue with her, knowing Xu Qianqian had a bit of a vanity streak.

Always liking to win and boast.

"If you really can’t stand it, you could help me with a bit." He looked to Xu Qianqian and Song Xiyun.

"In your dreams." Xu Qianqian gave him a look.

Song Xiyun said, "I want to..."

She wanted to mention the gaming event but stopped. After all, that game event was subcontracted to her.

"I’ve got something... to work on."

After the three went home and went upstairs, they all entered Xu Qianqian’s home.

The two girls were used to it, with Jiang Nian staying in the living room for a while each day. Sometimes only a few minutes, at most a dozen.

Occasionally they would chat, or just play on their phones.

This time, after Jiang Nian left. Song Xiyun wasn’t awkward anymore and got up actively to see him off at the door.

She thought to herself, there’s no avoiding it.

Might as well be open and honest.

"Goodnight." Song Xiyun waved.

"Mm." Jiang Nian still didn’t react much, responding simply, "Remember to work on the New Year’s event."

"Oh." She answered subconsciously.

The next second, she suddenly woke up.

The next day.

The final day of the finals had arrived; during early study the classroom buzzed as almost everyone was reciting integrated science points.

Zhang Ningzhi seemed to have dressed up deliberately, as the rich girl looked exquisite, her bare face as finely carved as jade.

With just some peach lip balm, she looked a lot prettier.

"What’s the occasion, dressed so nicely?" Jiang Nian praised Zhizhi’s outfit and asked in passing.

"Beibei and I are going to hang out after the test since you won’t go." Zhang Ningzhi said the first part loudly, and mumbled the latter part.

"Oh, have fun then."

"Hmph!!" Zhang Ningzhi’s lips pouted.

When it was time to head to the test room, Wang Yuhe came over, joining Jiang Nian to walk to the test room together.

"Jiang Nian, guess what I’ll score in physics?"

"I won’t guess." Jiang Nian walked briskly, which made Wang Yuhe almost mad.

"You’re horrible!" Wang Yuhe was about to explode with anger.

Zhang Ningzhi showed solidarity, both feeling the same.

"That guy!" Jiang Nian said, looking up at the two, "I just had an untied shoelace, can’t I tie it?"

Zhang Ningzhi pouted so much she could hang a kettle.

As Jiang Nian walked alone to the test room, enjoying the peace, someone grabbed him.

"What you said yesterday..."

"You’re going back home tomorrow, right?" he looked at Yu Zhiyi.

"No..." Yu Zhiyi replied seriously, "I’m definitely going."