Chapter 250: Why is the porridge from the upper bunk dripping down?

Chen Chen Yunyun looked puzzled, not knowing why the two suddenly became depressed at the same time.

But she didn't think much about it, thinking to herself, perhaps brothers share the same heart?

They have such a good relationship.

Thinking this, she turned back and continued writing problems.

Sun Sun Zhicheng's time of pain was relatively short; he had suffered too many blows in these two months. His spirit hadn't become more resilient, but his recovery was becoming more and more proficient.

Since things have come to this, let's get a haircut.

He was no longer the ignorant teenager who read "The Way of the Wolf" and "Guiguzi"; people always grow, and a man must fight!

He couldn't just sit and wait for death anymore; he had to mature quickly.

Approaching the end of evening self-study.

Yu Yu Zhiyi was struggling with a white form, unable to put pen to paper for a long time.

【Classmates in need of psychological counseling: ( )】

They say a new official applies three fires, but she was just a small psychological committee member. Above her was the discipline committee member and the deputy class monitor, and above them were the class monitor and Old Liu.

What could she decide? It was just surviving in the cracks.

Psychological committee member? Wrong.

High Priest of the Tongtian River? Correct answer.

But obviously, the school's psychological room was also a bit of a place to slack off; how could there be only one student with psychological problems in a class? Class 3 had many perverts.

But everyone was a classmate, so it wasn't easy to offend anyone.

Who should she choose?

Logically speaking, psychological committee members in other classes either find volunteers or find friends to help.

But she hadn't been back in the class for long, and friends...

So, she returned to the starting point of the problem.

Find one who isn't afraid of being offended, and whose psychology is somewhat perverted.

Yu Yu Zhiyi thought and thought, and an annoying face floated into her mind. So she simply waited until after evening self-study and intercepted Jiang Nian at the first opportunity.

"Jiang Nian, the psychological office needs every class to report one person."

"And then?" He was slightly surprised.

"I chose you."

Jiang Nian was busy going home and didn't have time to bicker with her. He figured reporting it was reporting it; at worst, he'd go over and pretend to have depression, and he could even play with the equipment.

"Fine, whatever."

Yu Yu Zhiyi was quite nervous at first, fearing Jiang Nian would suddenly change his face. Some people laugh and joke normally, but like to flip their faces and vent emotions without warning.

Jiang Nian was still the same, and his gaze didn't even drop.

A thief doesn't leave empty-handed, right?

But she didn't care; she wouldn't lose either way. And the problem of the recommendation list was solved, so she was even a little happy.

She was just feeling happy when she was suddenly bumped by someone.

The perpetrator was like a zombie possessed, stumbling toward the classroom door as if he were about to eat a classmate, fearing he would be a second late leaving the classroom.

"Lin Dong, are you sick!"

"Urgent pee."

Lin Dong had already disappeared outside the classroom door.

"Jiang Nian, do you think our school has a school bully?"

"Although Zhennan Middle School is trash, it's at least a county key school." He looked at Xu Xu Qianqian with slight surprise, "Why are you asking this? Did you run into something?"

Educational resources in small county towns are backward, and the benefit is that the screening is very clean.

The total score for the high school entrance exam in Zhennan is 845, and 500 definitely can't get into high school. Although vocational schools aren't worse than high schools, the newly paved road is flat, you don't have gravel...

In short, Emperor Xu Qianqian's question didn't have much level.

I don't know if others have seen a school bully, but anyway, Jiang Nian hadn't seen anyone who could be called a school bully since he started high school.

Zhang Zhang Xiaofan?

He counts as a school team member at most, school bully my ass.

"No, just asked on a whim." Xu Xu Qianqian shook her head; she just heard their story from a classmate during evening self-study and felt it was outrageous.

"This is easy to handle, give me your phone." Jiang Nian reached out.

Under the streetlights, their shadows were slanted together.

"Tch, can't be bothered with you." Xu Xu Qianqian tightened her backpack strap and suddenly asked again, "Hey, Second Middle School used to..."

"Just ask less, it's a slide you can't touch." Jiang Nian interrupted, "Getting sentimental in the middle of the night, can you do something uplifting?"

Xu Xu Qianqian didn't dwell on it too much upon hearing this, shook her head, and cheered herself up.

"That's true, just don't look at those."

After speaking, she felt a sense of relief and asked casually.

"Hey, then what do you see when you swipe on Douyin?"

Hearing this, Jiang Nian's eyelids jumped, he coughed, and said calmly.

"Oh, some news, current events, and high school exam questions. Anyway, it's quite boring, I don't really like swiping usually."

"Is that so? Bring it here, let me see."

"What kind of rude request is this, how could I give it to you?" Jiang Nian said righteously, "This has nothing to do with the phone, do you know what citizen privacy is?"

Xu Xu Qianqian glanced at him, with a look of looking at trash.

Jiang Nian was even more excited, "Say it."

"Pervert."

Comfortable.

He used to get angry hearing this word, but now that he's reached this age, he only feels refreshed.

Perhaps this is what's called growth.

North District Dormitory.

Lin Dong took a bite of fish cake and said to the left and right.

"Back then, the kindergarten teacher said I was petty, damn it. I still remember it to this day, the tone she used when she said it, damn it!"

"How could I be petty? Pure nonsense, I'm going to beat up her son when I go back for the New Year."

Wu Wu Jungu turned his head to look at Zeng You, and the two looked at each other.

"Good! Just do it!" The roommate shouted!

Several people's instant noodles gathered at a table; honest man Luo Luo Zhongping originally said he didn't want to eat. But Lin Dong forcibly arranged a bucket for him, and now the whole dormitory were instant noodle people.

"Come, come! Pour hot water, pour hot water." Lin Dong greeted, taking out his phone to record, "Brothers, everyone smile, the dormitory's first instant noodle meeting."

The screen froze, a puff of white gas.

11:30.

Jiang Nian flipped through the group chat messages and swiped to the photo of Lin Dong's dormitory collective instant noodles.

How does he look at it? He looks at it while lying on the bed after taking a shower.

Don't know if Xu Xu Qianqian has showered yet, can't extend this topic anymore.

People online say they have no interest in childhood sweethearts, it's purely because the other party isn't beautiful. A childhood sweetheart with real hard power can really make people...

Of course, people who are truly "down" will always be "down."

He sent a WeChat message to Xu Xu Qianqian, popping a few harassing emojis.

"Are you there?"

Xu Xu Qianqian replied after half a minute, "?"

Jiang Nian asked, "What to do if I can't sleep?"

He even specially added a twisting dragon picture, looking cheap.

Xu Xu Qianqian replied quickly, "Solve it yourself."

"Hmm?" Jiang Nian read this sentence back and forth three times, confirming that Xu Xu Qianqian should have been unintentional.

Like all normal soft, cute girls, she basically doesn't touch dirty jokes.

At least not on the surface; whether she learned them in private, he didn't know.

"How to solve it?" He asked.

"How would I know, try holding your breath for ten minutes."

"Wouldn't that kill me?"

Jiang Nian held his breath while swiping the group chat.

In the class group without the class monitor and Old Liu, the group chat messages had quickly accumulated to 99+.

Not many people were really sleeping at this hour; they were all showing off their late-night snacks.

Grade 12 consumes a lot, and evening self-study ends late.

Consequently, late-night snack culture is prevalent.

Yang Qiming was indeed true love to Lin Dong, showing off the late-night snack in his hand at the first opportunity.

A portion of egg-fried rice noodles, plus fried eggs, tofu, and drinks.

Lin Dong: "Old cousin is a local tyrant."

Yang Qiming was very useful upon hearing this, his heart filled with heroic spirit.

"(Grin) It's alright, money can't be spent after being single. In the future, money won't be spent on women, all spent on brothers!"

Li Hua: "Really?"

Ma Ma Guojun threw a picture of a youthful beautiful girl into the group, attached her QQ number, and put a * on the last digit.

In an instant, the people in the class found Yang Qiming quiet.

Lin Dong @ Yang Qiming, "Old cousin, what are you doing?"

Huang Cailang had always been Yang Qiming's lackey, took the initiative to @ Ma Ma Guojun, and asked nicely.

"Is the QQ number real? Brother Yang tried them one by one and didn't succeed."

Ma Ma Guojun: "Maybe the account was hacked."

Huang Cailang: "Oh, oh, that's how it is, then I'll advise Brother Yang not to add it."

Jiang Nian swiped one by one, laughing until he broke his focus and failed to hold his breath.

Class 3 is truly full of talents, old and young, even a dog has to have some tricks.

You don't have to live, but you can't have no tricks.

513 boys' dormitory, Yang Qiming saw the group chat message and was almost angered to faint.

"Cailang, you..."

"Ah?" Huang Cailang raised his head.

"Forget it, forget it, just found a girl." Yang Qiming waved his hand, got up, and was about to go out, "Just added her, let's try a voice call first."

"Brother, but your rice noodles will get cold." Huang Cailang was anxious for him.

"Not eating, no appetite." Yang Qiming waved his hand hurriedly, love is more soothing than food, "I didn't eat much, you can have it if you can eat it."

"Gave it all to me?" Huang Cailang was a bit dazed.

In fact, Brother Yang had hardly eaten a bite. He only ate one tea egg and stopped, and only drank one sip of Coke, which he poured into a cup to drink.

Hanging out with Brother Yang, gain nine pounds in three days!

In the group, Chen Chen Yunyun showed off her late-night snack.

A portion of buckwheat noodles.

As soon as the picture was sent, it instantly ignited the enthusiasm for chatting in the group.

Lin Dong: "What kind of noodles are these? Black and shiny."

Queen Yao Yao Beibei appeared, "Buckwheat noodles, for fat loss, too hard to eat."

Sun Sun Zhicheng exploded, he was wearing an anime avatar with a hood.

"Why buy it if it's hard to eat?"

Nie Nie Qiqi (doesn't eat cilantro): "Stupid, if it's hard to eat, you'll eat less!"

Wang Wang Yuhe sent a picture, a small bag of packaged chicken breast.

"(Bitter) First time I have no interest in meat."

The two entered the field, and several girls in the class instantly became active. They started discussing weight loss secrets one after another, and then praised each other.

Jiang Nian typed and entered, "Is fat loss meal eaten before or after the meal?"

Zhang Zhang Ningzhi answered seriously, "Main meal."

The next day, woke up.

Jiang Nian just remembered he forgot to switch to his alt account to see Zhou Zhou Yuting and Jenny Turtle's messages; it was all because the group chat was too lively.

He browsed the messages from both of them while brushing his teeth, pondering his next move. It was better to keep them on the hook for now; it wasn't time to close the net yet.

After washing up, Jiang Nian hurried to school.

Looking up, in front of him was the silent Grade 12 building; it was still too early.

Tap, tap, the sound of Jiang Nian's footsteps alone came from the stairs.

Passing by the Academic Affairs Office, Jiang Nian took a picture of the report box using his movement technique for concealment. Then he processed it with high exposure and sent it to the two.

Morning reading, Lin Dong left his seat to chat with Jiang Nian.

"While sleeping last night, the porridge from the upper bunk dripped onto my bedside."

Begging for votes, orz. ===== CHAPTER 251 =====