Chapter 176: Love This Class So Much, Just Like a Mental Asylum

"Huh? Where'd you buy these two quick-dry pens?"

"Oh, this one, uh-huh." Jiang Nian mumbled softly, trying to muddle through. "Don't worry about where they came from, just remember."

"Remember what?" Li Hua was completely baffled.

"Don't worry about it, just remember it for now." Jiang Nian pushed him outward. "Go take your piss, careful holding it too long makes it fork."

Li Hua's face changed at the words, turned his head to look left and right, lowered his voice and said.

"Says you weren't peeking!"

"Just guessing."

"Miracle doctor, can I still be saved?"

"Yang."

Li Hua immediately shrieked, covered his ears and ran off.

Bad reviews, baby can't listen.

Jiang Nian clicked his tongue, muttered inwardly that it was a small-fry thing. He turned his head to look around—Zhang Ningzhi and Yao Beibei had gone to the restroom hand in hand, and Li Qingrong was still doing homework.

He turned around and directly handed over one of the quick-dry pens he'd plundered from Qingbao.

"Class monitor, help me try if this pen works well?"

Li Qingrong's brushstroke paused mid-homework, she looked up at Jiang Nian, her gaze slightly cool.

She lowered her eyes again, stared at the cream-colored quick-dry pen for a few seconds. In the end she still took the quick-dry pen, slid it across scratch paper for a while.

"Pretty easy to use."

Hearing that, Jiang Nian smiled, handed over another pen.

"Then help me try this one too."

Li Qingrong nodded, didn't refuse either, took it and seriously tried it out.

"Same."

Jiang Nian took the quick-dry pen back from her hand, one in each hand, then handed Li Qingrong one.

"Class monitor, here's one for you."

Li Qingrong didn't take it, lowered her eyes and stared at the quick-dry pen for a moment. Then she looked up at him, a trace of confusion flashing in her eyes.

"Hmm?"

"I can't use them all up, just testing if the quick-dry pens work well." Jiang Nian didn't lie either, never admitted he'd bought them. "I'll buy a few more in a couple days."

Hearing that, Li Qingrong hesitated a while, only then took the quick-dry pen.

"Thank you."

"No need, this pen's color really suits the class monitor." Jiang Nian finished speaking, put his quick-dry pen on the desk, directly stood up and left his seat.

Ten minutes into the third evening self-study period, Jiang Nian flashed in from outside the classroom.

Li Hua was quite surprised, squirmed forward while asking.

"Where'd you go?"

"Out the school gate, there were people fighting on the roadside, I went over to watch the show."

"Haha, another one's gone crazy." Li Hua snickered with a big laugh, pointed with his hand, couldn't hold it in and started laughing uproariously again. "You're way too funny."

Suddenly, Ceng You snuck in furtively from the classroom door. The moment he sat down, before his breath had even steadied, he turned and said.

"Holy shit, heard there were people crashing cars and fighting at the school gate."

Li Hua was dumbfounded, turned his head to look at Jiang Nian.

"You really went?"

Jiang Nian glanced at him, the corner of his mouth gradually crooked.

"Why wouldn't I go watch the show?"

"Holy shit, so many people watching, they were fighting hard." Ceng You grabbed a mineral water bottle and gulped down two mouthfuls. "I even ran into Lin Dong, Yang Qiming and them."

"Too bad not long after, the cops came."

Li Hua was regretful, grabbed his hair and said.

"Didn't get to see, so annoying!"

Jiang Nian thought for a moment, patted Li Hua and said.

"Alright baby, knew you really wanted a sense of participation. I charged in pretty fast, even picked up some human fragments, want me to save one for you as a souvenir?"

Hearing that, Li Hua felt a chill of disgust.

"Eat shit eat shit eat shit!"

Jiang Nian laughed uproariously, turned his head to ask his deskmate Zhang Ningzhi.

"Do you want to take a look?"

Zhang Ningzhi's little face went deathly pale, but still mustered her courage to ask.

"What kind... of fragments?"

"Teeth."

"Oh my god!" She immediately threw herself onto the desk, didn't dare look at Jiang Nian's palm. "Don't show me, hold it farther away—no, throw it away."

"Not throwing it." Jiang Nian giggled.

Ceng You said: "I actually quite like watching that kind of thing."

Jiang Nian: "?"

As evening self-study was about to end, Sun Zhicheng was squirming about.

During the first evening self-study period, after Jiang Nian's stunt. Although in the end Zhou Yuting's key was still picked up by himself, the feeling was gone.

Only got a flimsy good-person card, no sense of satisfaction from helping a classmate.

So itchy, feels like bugs crawling on me.

Of course, Sun Zhicheng was sure his feelings for Chen Yunyun were genuine. Only this relationship was still at the classmate stage, hadn't started making any moves yet.

No matter how Zhou Yuting compared, she couldn't compare to Chen Yunyun. But helping a classmate should count as a fine virtue, and could also boost one's own charm.

When flowers bloom, butterflies come of their own accord.

He'd watched plenty of anime series, and there were quite a few classic scenes like this among them.

The female lead ignores the male lead at first, even dislikes him. Then suddenly one day a girl drops from the sky into the class, starts interacting with the male lead frequently.

Slowly, the female lead starts caring more and more about the male lead, and in the end it's the classic chase-husband-into-the-crematorium reversal.

Imagining that scene, Sun Zhicheng couldn't help but throw himself into it wholeheartedly. All that grievance, all that silent devotion of love—could they really not see any of it?

He really wanted to shout out loud, but he couldn't.

This was evening self-study in the classroom, not the exercise yard at a mental asylum.

The loved one always acts with reckless confidence—he wears his school uniform sitting beside you and you don't see him. Later, he stands at the peak in a suit, and you finally see him.

The more Sun Zhicheng thought about it, the more agitated he got, his fists clenching tight. His heart surged like towering waves, classic lines flashing through his mind one after another.

Do you know whose love it is you're accepting!

Revive.

Lin Dong had just finished the problems he'd ticked in his math review workbook, turned his head, and saw Sun Zhicheng clenching his fists with a face full of agony.

"Ah-Cheng, does your stomach hurt?"

Interrupted like that, Sun Zhicheng's soaring mood instantly deflated. His mind was still replaying the hype scenes, and his mouth wouldn't quite obey him.

"You regret it now? Too late!"

The class, which had been restless before evening self-study ended, fell silent in an instant at those words.

Gazes converged from every direction, fixing on the two of them.

Lin Dong was dumbfounded. What the hell was that?

Sun Zhicheng was dumbfounded too, his mind going blank with a boom. Realizing what he'd just said, he felt like the sky was about to collapse, and just wanted to pass out and be done with it.

Chen Yunyun turned her head, looking at the two of them curiously.

"Group leader, did you two have a falling out?"

"Nah, he just suddenly went like this." Lin Dong was also completely baffled. "Ah-Cheng, I just was watching the show and didn't get to call you over in time? Is it worth getting this mad?"

In the second big group, Yang Qiming watched all this with a melancholy gaze.

"Sun Zhicheng's being a bit ungrateful."

Huang Cailang grinned good-naturedly, loving the spectacle and never minding if things got bigger.

"Putting on a play?"

Zhou Yuting was still scribbling away furiously, too lazy to even lift her head. She thought, what kind of class is this, why is there always this messy nonsense every single day, so annoying!

Jiang Nian pulled his gaze back from the first big group and shook his head.

"That dead girl sure knows how to make a scene."

The moment the words fell, the whole class burst into laughter.

Zhou Yuting felt even more irritated inside, and began to regret ever coming to Class Three.

Jiang Nian was waiting for the evening self-study dismissal bell, just watching the show a moment ago. But he was already used to it—this class always had some kind of drama, it was the norm by now.

Mm, how to put it, he just liked this kind of open atmosphere.

Ring ring ring, the evening self-study dismissal bell rang.

Class Three filed out in a stream, having completely forgotten the little farce just now. If nothing was going on, Li Qingrong always left right on time—she shouldered her bag and was gone.

Jiang Nian moved a bit slower, glanced at Zhang Ningzhi.

"Do you want to see a tooth."

Hearing that, Zhang Ningzhi's movements froze, and she shook her head violently.

"No."

"I went through the trouble of picking it up—if you don't look, wouldn't I be at a loss?" Jiang Nian said, and amid Zhang Ningzhi's shriek pulled out a black sticky-note pad.

Zhang Ningzhi covered her eyes with her hands, not daring to let go at all.

"D-don't scare me."

"Just kidding, it's not a tooth." Jiang Nian patted her shoulder.

"Nothing weird either!" Zhang Ningzhi didn't quite believe him. "Y-you-you just love scaring me, I'm going to tell Beibei that you bullied me."

What's the use of telling her? Mere Huang Beibei.

What's there to fear?

"It's not anything weird, it's a gift for you." Jiang Nian reached out and pulled her hands away. "If I'm lying I'm a dog, absolutely genuine."

"Really?" Zhang Ningzhi was a little curious about the gift.

Half-pushing, half-yielding, her hands slowly came down, and her eyes opened a slit. She stole a careful glance and saw a black sticky-note pad had appeared on the desk.

Only then did she open her eyes fully, looking at the sticky-note pad that resembled a blackboard, full of curiosity.

"I-is this for me?"

"Mm, there's one more thing." Jiang Nian pulled a white highlighter pen from his pocket and drew a line on the black sticky-note pad. "You use it like this."

As he spoke, the black sticky-note pad produced an effect just like white chalk on a blackboard.

"Wow!" Zhang Ningzhi couldn't tear her eyes away at all, her gaze sparkling brightly. "This is so fun, where did you buy it?"

She really did love these little gadgets, but since she didn't usually use sticky notes, she'd only bought a fairly cute pink bear sticky-note pad.

Suddenly receiving this gift from Jiang Nian, she still felt quite pleasantly surprised.

"This... I picked it out for quite a while, thought you'd probably like it." Jiang Nian watched her reaction and said slowly.

"Mm-hmm, I love it so much!" Zhang Nianzhi couldn't put it down.

She rarely went out of her way to pick sticky notes, but being given one meant something different.

"Didn't you keep bringing me drinks for a while now?" Jiang Nian continued explaining. "I figured, drinking your drinks all the time, I ought to give something back."

The monthly ticket goal has been reached — five extra chapters, plan to finish adding them all during National Day.

Can't sleep during National Day, adding one chapter first.