CHAPTER 935: CHAPTER 544: UNREADABLE HINTS

An ordinary evening self-study.

Xin Youling was on the podium maintaining discipline, or rather, she was also working on problems.

After entering Class 8, Xin Youling felt a lot of pressure. Although Class 8 is not an experimental class, their level of top students is crushing compared to her previous Class 6.

To enhance her prestige, Xin Youling plans to improve her grades first. Only then, in the eyes of the teachers, will her presence significantly increase, thereby solidifying her position as a class leader.

Below the podium, Guo Kunnan was staring at her blankly.

He was very timid; whenever Xin Youling raised her head to look around the class, Guo Kunnan would promptly lower his head, not daring to meet her gaze.

The boy who was once spirited on the basketball court now seemed like a little thief, a heart-stealing thief.

Dan Kaiquan and Wang Longlong whispered, discussing next month’s birthday plans.

Dan Kaiquan considered his progress with Lan Zichen, the junior girl, as steadily improving.

However, the current relationship is far from enough.

Dan Kaiquan yearned for a more stable relationship. He wanted a real girlfriend so he could heal from the hurt Bai Yuxia had caused him.

Only then could he truly feel vindicated!

So, he was determined to make this birthday celebration happen.

Using his unique way to impress everyone deeply!

The front row of the classroom.

Xue Yuantong was sleeping, but the seat beside her was empty.

The student behind, Geng Lu, was full of doubts. She remembered clearly that Jiang Ning almost never missed evening self-study. Where did he go?

Just as she was puzzled, Jiang Ning’s figure appeared at the classroom door, and upon seeing him, Xin Youling took up her responsibility as class monitor:

"Jiang Ning, you’re late."

Jiang Ning explained, "Shen Qing’e got injured. She was in the infirmary getting an IV, and I went to visit her."

As he explained, the expressions of classmates varied.

Xin Youling was concerned, "Is she okay?"

Jiang Ning sat back down, "It’s just a swollen wrist, not serious. But her mood’s not great."

Dong Qingfeng felt distressed; surely Qing’e’s bad mood was because she felt lonely. He quickly stood up:

"Monitor, I’ll go visit her!"

Without waiting for the monitor’s approval, he hurriedly dashed out of the classroom.

Xin Youling opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but then she gave up.

Oh well, Dong Qingfeng often brings her breakfast anyway!

After Jiang Ning sat down, Geng Lu wanted to poke him, but her desk mate Chen Siyu beat her to it...

Chen Siyu: "You went to visit her on purpose?"

Jiang Ning replied calmly, "We’ve known each other before. She got hurt, so I ought to visit."

This evening self-study was generally uneventful. Shen Qing’e returned to the classroom during the second period of evening self-study from the infirmary.

Only her face was very cold. The usually gentle and serene her, when faced with everyone’s concern, was unexpectedly indifferent to everyone.

Yu Wen and Jiang Yanan helped explain the reason for her injury. After hearing it, classmates believed she suffered an undeserved misfortune, so they understood her bad mood.

Only Jiang Ning knew the real reason.

Besides, the school notified that the small dining table plan was delayed by a day due to too many sign-ups, requiring urgent procurement of tables and chairs by the school.

The seats for the small dining tables would be announced during tomorrow’s morning self-study, which made Chai Wei a bit disappointed.

However, being a chess player, Chai Wei had plenty of patience.

Just like the Crown Princes of old, who were about to ascend the throne, Chai Wei knew the most important thing for a chess player was not to rush.

...

The evening self-study bell was like the most beautiful music, echoing through the deep schoolyard.

Jiang Yanan and Yu Wen had agreed, and she walked with Shen Qing’e towards the school gate.

While Yu Wen secretly carried out her plan.

Outside the teaching building, under the street lamp.

Yu Wen stood trying to appear ’graceful’, her eyes shimmering, gazing deeply at the classroom of Class 8, which was lit up.

Among the students coming and going, some threw surprised glances, and some whispered among themselves, seemingly discussing her.

Relying on her strong willpower, Yu Wen ignored the noise. Her mind was filled with Huang Zhongfei’s image, and at this moment, the whole campus seemed to exist only for her and the class monitor.

Until Cui Yu and Meng Gui passed by.

Cui Yu joked, "Are you standing here shoulder to shoulder with the street lamp?"

Yu Wen snapped back to her senses, seeing Cui Yu’s monkey-like face in front of her.

Yu Wen’s anger flared up: "What’s it to you? Get lost!"

"Hahaha!" Cui Yu put his arm on Meng Gui’s shoulder and walked away, swaying.

Inside Class 8.

"Zhongfei, stop sweeping; I’ll make Duan Shigang do double duty." Yang Sheng sat on the desk, legs crossed, chewing gum.

Duan Shigang, upon hearing this, looked over fiercely, exuding an imposing aura: "What do you mean? Bossing me around?"

Ordinary students would have shrunk threefold in fear at his intimidating appearance.

However, Yang Sheng said leisurely, "Oh, is this the big brother of the Jianghu in Iron Middle School? Can’t even accept a loss?"

Duan Shigang’s face changed a bit upon hearing that. As a big brother, integrity was very important. Back in Iron Middle School, his word was golden, promising to do whatever he said.

He lost a bet to Yang Sheng, owing twenty times of cleaning duty. If he cheated in front of a woman, Duan Shigang would not respect himself.

It’s just that he couldn’t stand the humiliation of being ordered around.

Duan Shigang’s principle was, I can lose to you and do the work, but you can’t insult me.

Just as he felt embarrassed, Huang Zhongfei in the back row said, "No worries, there are only two rows to sweep, and it’ll be done."

"Alright." Yang Sheng jumped lightly off the desk with a push of his arms.

Recently, Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong had been riding home earlier, making Yang Sheng’s way home a bit lonelier.