Chapter 171: Bloop, bloop, bloop—our Water Gunner is just like this

Yu Zhiyi froze; she rarely faced such a direct refusal.

"I beg you, this means everything to me."

"No, it means nothing to me." Jiang Nian shrugged; he never did pointless things, "You want to ask about Wu Jun Gu, right?"

"Mm." Yu Zhiyi nodded, "Will you help me?"

"Of course." Jiang Nian nodded, sighing, "Didn't even have his contact? Here, I'll send you his QQ."

Yu Zhiyi: "."

She was at a loss for words, feeling Jiang Nian looked down on her—always treating her like air, or giving her soft rebuffs.

"I just need to ask a few questions; it won't take much of your time."

Jiang Nian glanced at her, utterly uncooperative.

"You know you're wasting my time—so what's in it for me if I answer you?"

Yu Zhiyi clenched her fingers, thinking this man was cruel.

"What do you want? I'll send you a red envelope, or buy you a bubble tea?"

"No need. I've saved enough to live without eating or drinking for my next life." Jiang Nian refused, "Talking about money is insulting me. We can't talk anymore."

"Bye." He turned and walked away.

In the hallway, Yu Zhiyi was stunned by Jiang Nian's string of moves.

She'd never met someone so brazen—he'd claimed all the moral high ground.

"No!" She instinctively grabbed Jiang Nian's arm—not his clothes, but slid down and caught his wrist with a sharp slap.

Jiang Nian turned, glancing at her with clear impatience.

"Do you have some kind of problem?"

To Yu Zhiyi, this man—beyond being good-looking—was exactly the kind of cruel boy from her memories, always opposing her.

When Jiang Nian's tone turned cold, Yu Zhiyi instinctively let go of his wrist.

"S-sorry."

"Just leave me alone. Go find someone else." Jiang Nian had zero fondness for Yu Zhiyi, "Who am I to you? Why must I help you with this tiny favor?"

"I—" Yu Zhiyi was stunned, "Didn't you just… I just wanted to ask."

Jiang Nian was speechless, speaking plainly.

"I was in a good mood then, gave you a quick answer and was done. Now I'm indifferent—why should I speak? Wu Jun Gu is still my brother."

To sell your own brother for nothing—could you live with yourself? You're not that cheap; you can't even tell close from distant.

Do you think I'd do it just to hear your thanks?

Damn it, waste of time.

Hearing this, Yu Zhiyi felt embarrassed, her face flushing.

"I thought you…"

"Thought what? That I had a bad relationship with him?" Jiang Nian glanced at her; her thoughts were too easy to read—nowhere near Zhou Yuting's subtlety.

"Mm." Yu Zhiyi nodded.

"My relationship with Wu Jun Gu is fine; he just rarely talks." Jiang Nian, seeing her admit it, stopped pressing her.

"Lately, he's been even quieter—maybe because he's in a bad mood. Seems like he's buried in his studies."

Yu Zhiyi fell silent for a moment, then spoke.

"We broke up."

"Huh? Who asked you?" Jiang Nian glanced at her, leaning on the hallway railing, "Don't add your own drama—whether you two married is none of my business."

Hearing this, Yu Zhiyi dared not speak further.

She realized he was right: his answers were kindness. If she angered him, his silence would be perfectly reasonable.

Thinking it over, Yu Zhiyi cautiously mimicked him, leaning on the railing—though it felt heavy.

"Can I ask you something else?"

She looked over and saw Jiang Nian pressed against the railing, listening. He seemed to be listening to voices below—probably Room 303. Who was he listening to?

"Sure, wait a moment." Jiang Nian turned back and told her.

"Okay." Yu Zhiyi was stunned.

She watched Jiang Nian walk into the classroom and return with a bottle of mineral water. Her head ached—this man was nearly burning out her brain.

He spoke with no logic, acted in bizarre ways.

Yu Zhiyi studied his expression and asked carefully.

"May I… ask now?"

Jiang Nian paced the hallway, seemingly choosing a spot. He didn't turn or look at Yu Zhiyi, twisting open the bottle cap as he said:

"Go ahead, ask."

She thought for a moment, hurried after him, and asked nervously:

"Has he said anything these past few days?"

"What?"

"About… me." Yu Zhiyi felt uneasy, not wanting to seem selfish, but she was more worried about her reputation.

She understood love wasn't everything—she'd returned to her original class. She had to keep studying, or staying at school meant nothing.

Boys, it seemed, didn't like practical people much.

"No, he hasn't said anything." Jiang Nian's face showed no disdain, no odd expression, "You can talk to him yourself."

Yu Zhiyi froze for a moment—shocked by his reaction, yet awakened by his words.

Indeed, if Wu Jun Gu was like this, direct communication was best—for both sides. Otherwise, sharing a class meant constant awkward encounters.

Not speaking up, Wu Jun Gu is probably done for.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhiyi couldn't help but want to thank Jiang Nian.

Sincerely.

But just as she was about to speak, she saw Jiang Nian leaning out over the railing. She couldn't help but wonder—why had he been staring down at the ground since earlier?

Out of curiosity, Yu Zhiyi also leaned out over the railing.

Below Gao San, there was nothing—hardly anyone coming or going. It was nearly lunch break; those who needed to go home or back to their dorms had already left.

Then came a bustle of voices—two girls.

Soon after, Zhou Yuting and another girl walked out from below the building.

Yu Zhiyi instantly recognized her—wasn't this the girl who had switched shifts with her at lunch? What was her name again? Zhou something-ting? Looked pretty stuck-up.

She was staring intently when suddenly—puff!

A long string of glistening droplets shot out from midair. No—from someone's mouth, tracing a wide parabolic arc through the air.

Yu Zhiyi froze. She could almost picture the moment before: someone's cheeks puffed like a frog's, cramming in as much ammunition as possible.

What the hell is this?!

He!!! What the hell is he doing?!

She turned her head and saw Jiang Nian sprinting off. Her pupils shrank instantly—she suddenly realized what had happened, and yanked her body back inside.

Sure enough, the next second, two screams erupted from below.

"Who the hell did that?!"

"How boring is that?!"

"So annoying!"

Yu Zhiyi hid behind a corridor pillar, her heart pounding wildly. Her pupils dilated to their limits—had they seen her?

It wasn't me!

It's Jiang Nian—how abstract is this guy?!

Where had he gone in the corridor?

Jiang Nian casually tossed the mineral water bottle into the trash bin by the restroom door, then turned and walked in to pee.

Drenched Zhou Yuting—perfect!

Seems he accidentally sprayed her plastic bestie too.

Double win!

Who cares? Always worrying about this and that. If you're gonna spit water and fear getting reported or think it's "not nice," just hang yourself already.

Classmate, was it you who spat the water? We have surveillance as proof.

You're looking for Jiang Nian—what does that have to do with me, Water Cannon Turtle?

I'm literally the father of Jinny Turtle—Water Cannon Turtle! All day long, nothing but spit, spit, spit—that's our daily routine.

As for Yu Zhiyi, though Jiang Nian occasionally got distracted by Tuanzi, he still had enough self-control—even without the Qingxin Scripture.

Don't ask why—played Blue Ocean Route too much.

Even seeing D feels small.

Back in the classroom, he began preparing for his problem-solving routine before lunch. After all, whether Zhou Yuting got promoted or not didn't affect his daily practice.

His goal wasn't to compete with trash like Zhou Yuting—huh. He'd actually used the word "compete." Without realizing it, he'd already approached the "Li Hua Line."

The so-called "Li Hua Line" is the first standard every student faces after entering the Olympiad class—only those who surpass Li Hua can be called prodigies.

Below Li Hua, all are ants.

Don't talk about good grades or talent—just pick any one and read it. As far as exams go, your life is over.

【This is math. This is English. This is Chinese. This is Comprehensive Science. Good—you've correctly identified all subjects. Your talent is unmatched!

Your first opponent is Li Hua, who nearly scored full marks in Comprehensive Science and Math.

Defeat him.】

Cross the "Li Hua Line," look up—and you'll see nothing but geniuses.

Will these people become famous and successful once they enter university?

Not necessarily.

But maybe they will.

Yu Zhiyi worried and fretted for a long while before finally steadying her heavy heart and returning to the classroom.

Upon entering, she discovered Jiang Nian was actually studying seriously.

She suddenly felt—her whole life had been spoiled. Meeting someone like Jiang Nian was karma—her past mistakes should be erased.

Just as she thought this, a beautiful girl with long hair covering her face walked in and sat directly in Wu Jun Gu's seat.

Huh?

Yu Zhiyi was stunned. Why did this girl look so familiar? Before she could process her emotions, the girl turned her face—still hidden by her hair—toward Jiang Nian in the back row.

Chen Yunyun?

"Hey! What're you writing?" Chen Yunyun reached out and blocked his view.

"Physics."

Jiang Nian finished, then glanced up at her.

"Finished washing your hair?"

"Yeah, can't you tell?" Chen Yunyun let her hair fall open, eyes sparkling.

"Let me smell—did you steal my laundry detergent to wash your hair?"

"You're the one who washes your hair with laundry detergent!" Chen Yunyun was furious.

She had even specially switched shampoo — this guy really was like a wild boar that couldn't appreciate fine bran.

"You really can't say that — when I was little, back in my hometown, I really did wash my hair with laundry detergent." Jiang Nian put down his pen and started chatting; the physics paper wasn't going to get done just sitting there anyway.

Chat for a few minutes, then grab Chen Yunyun to help him do the problems.

"Wash your hair with laundry detergent?" She froze, and sympathy couldn't help but show in her eyes. "Jiang Nian, I never thought you had it so tough when you were little."

"Yeah, it really was tough back then." Jiang Nian sighed. "After my mom saw it, she beat me for three days straight."