Chapter 256: Important Things First, Unimportant Ones... Later

It was already past ten minutes since the end of the lunch break, and only a few people remained in the classroom.

Jiang Nian finished his meal, didn't buy a drink. After returning to his seat, he bent down and rummaged through Zhang Ningzhi's desk.

In no time, a box of lemon tea appeared in his palm.

Hehe, life is good again.

He had just stuck in the straw when he looked down and saw a small blackboard sticky note on the desk. The kind of sticker with an all-black paper surface, like white chalk writing.

The handwriting was graceful and neatly aligned.

【The English test paper is in your desk. Only do the reading comprehension. We'll go over it in class tomorrow! Math homework: page 204, third major problem, page 205.

PS: Don't steal my drink, you little thief! (fist) (warning)!!】

Jiang Nian drank his lemon tea while reading the sticky note, and couldn't help laughing out loud at the end.

"Too late, already drinking it."

As everyone knows, important things are said first. Since it's at the back, it must be a trivial matter, which rounds down to a self-serve drink.

Jiang Nian sat at his seat and took out the math review book from his desk. Following Zhizhi's instructions, he found the detention homework assigned at noon.

Everyone around him had left, leaving only Huang Fang still slumped over her seat working on problems.

"Fangfang not eating?"

"Going in a bit."

"Oh, okay." Jiang Nian continued doing his homework.

After a while, Huang Fang indeed got up, and glanced at Jiang Nian before leaving.

"Aren't you eating?"

Jiang Nian raised an eyebrow and asked with a grin.

"Guess when I ate?"

Huang Fang: "."

At one in the afternoon, Jiang Nian counted on his fingers and muttered that it was strange. Today was Saturday, and it wasn't Chen Yunyun and the others' hair-washing day, yet they hadn't come to the classroom for lunch break.

Six hundred points and already this lax?

"Hey, was this morning's psychology lecture smooth?" Yu Zhiyi appeared, sitting directly in her ex-boyfriend's seat. "What was it about?"

Jiang Nian's eyelid twitched—hadn't art just arrived?

After letting his gaze drift down a few centimeters, he finally sized up the psychology committee member properly.

Strange, he had clearly looked at her face carefully just now, so why was there still no strong impression?

In short, the other person was someone with very strong feminine energy.

"Yeah, covered a lot of useful stuff, and it seemed like everyone who went was a psychology committee member." Jiang Nian casually made things up. "I saw them taking notes on a whole bunch of things."

Hearing this, Yu Zhiyi suddenly grew nervous.

She had originally just spotted Jiang Nian, and out of a sense of duty, planned to casually ask a couple of questions, hear a couple of meaningless things from him, and then be done.

Who would have thought, this guy blurted out "pretty important stuff."

Plus a line that everyone who went was a psychology committee member, and they were all taking notes.

This was straight-up psychological pressure—the kind where the gear shift was about to blow.

Subtext: Class Three of the Olympiad went, but they aren't psychology committee members, so they had class in the classroom. Not taking the psychology committee's main duties seriously, the new official forgot their roots the moment they took office.

"What was covered?" she asked hesitantly.

"Didn't listen."

Yu Zhiyi nearly spat blood—why say it if you didn't listen? Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, others don't, yet you just had to say it out loud.

Now it was great, she had no choice but to ask.

She swallowed, and out of nervousness, her body tilted slightly forward. Her chest naturally crossed over Jiang Nian's desk and began to bear weight.

"Then you noted down..."

"Went empty-handed, oh~ played two rounds of games." Jiang Nian made a peace sign, his tone cheerful. "Zhen'nan number one jungler, pushed the crystal in ten minutes."

Yu Zhiyi was so furious she nearly passed out from rage.

"You—"

Jiang Nian's gaze couldn't help drifting down again—art had arrived once more, he could sleep soundly during lunch break now.

"Actually, I did hear some things."

Hearing this, Yu Zhiyi forcefully suppressed her anger meter.

"Such as?"

"Sigh, some of it was gibberish I couldn't hear clearly." Jiang Nian closed the math review book. "The psychology teacher's voice was quite nice, very... evocative."

"Say something useful." Yu Zhiyi was speechless.

"Oh, the psychology teacher's name is Lan Lan." Jiang Nian recalled for a moment, his wording fairly cautious. "After the lecture ended, she left her phone number."

Yu Zhiyi hesitated for a moment, then asked.

"Did you write it down?"

"No, I took a photo." Jiang Nian pulled out his phone—he had already won Yu Zhiyi's trust—opened the album, and handed it to the psychology committee member.

"Where? Oh oh, I see it..." Yu Zhiyi took it and looked, immediately clenching her teeth in anger. "Why did you only photograph the psychology teacher! Where's the number?"

Jiang Nian looked a little shy. "I don't photograph things that aren't good-looking."

Seeing that Yu Zhiyi was about to explode, Jiang Nian stretched out a finger, interrupting her pre-cast animation, and pointed the way like an immortal.

"But you can go ask Ji Jiayu from the class next door. I think she seemed to have noted down quite a lot."

"Fine." Yu Zhiyi got up and left.

Class Two.

Ji Jiayu looked up at the person in front of her, surprised that Yu Zhiyi had become the psychology committee member. She thought to herself, with how pretentious she is, can she really handle being psychology committee member properly?

She curved her eyes and smiled.

"Bao~ what's wrong?"

Yu Zhiyi was also a little awkward; she and Ji Jiayu weren't actually that close. It was only out of having no choice that she had to come find her—was she also the psychology committee member?

Breaking up and making it onto the local trending list—if your psychology's fine then you can be psychology committee member, right?

"Hey, Yu Bao, there's something I want to ask you."

Two minutes later, Ji Jiayu was slightly surprised.

"Didn't you go?"

That one sentence from Ji Jiayu put Yu Zhiyi under enormous pressure; her expression grew even more awkward. She also realized one thing—the other party's attitude was not friendly.

"Mm, Jiang Nian went. He asked me to come ask you."

Hearing that, Ji Jiayu said "oh."

"I've written it all down."

Saying so, she pulled out a notebook from the drawer.

"Did you bring your phone? Take a picture of it."

Though Yu Zhiyi was surprised by the change in the other party's attitude, the immediate priority was still the notes.

"I brought it, thank you."

Ji Jiayu didn't even lift her eyelids and said lightly,

"No need."

Lunch break ended.

Jiang Nian had just woken from a nap, still groggy, when a figure appeared beside him. He looked up and saw Zhang Ninzhi, glaring at him with puffed-out cheeks.

"What's wrong?"

"Where's my drink?"

"What drink? Don't you dare frame a person who doesn't like drinking sweet drinks." Jiang Nian had just woken up and almost instinctively argued back, "Got any proof?"

Until Zhang Ninzhi pinched out the empty lemon tea shell from his desk.

"Little thief."

Faced with physical evidence, Jiang Nian stopped struggling and raised his hands in surrender.

"I drank it."

"Hmph!" Zhang Ninzhi couldn't do anything to him either, and turned sideways into her seat.

After a while, the classroom gradually filled with more people.

Jiang Nian got up to go fill his water, and on the way back ran into Li Hua. This guy was also full of energy, hollering from a distance, and as he got closer, one sentence—

"Good news, good news."

"My newly bought cushion has arrived, bro is about to live a refined life too." Li Hua pulled out a delivery package from behind him, beaming all over his face.

"My cicada-wing-thin butt is finally saved, bless bro."

The classroom environment was harsh—freezing in winter, scorching in summer.

After entering Gao San, what was even more deadly was—because students sat for long periods in the classroom, the stool under their butt was a bit hard, and sitting too long would hurt a little.

"Let me see."

Hearing that, Li Hua retreated at the speed of light, looking at Jiang Nian with full vigilance.

"Bro, you—"

"Idiot, I mean your cushion." Jiang Nian was a bit speechless—he was a hundred percent pure—"If the quality's good, I'll buy one too."

In fact, he would buy several more.

Boss Jiang's wholesale gifts—since he wasn't short on money, and had just taken in another three hundred yuan today, why not arrange one for an acquaintance? It was convenient anyway.

Li Hua thought for a moment. "Too many people in the corridor, let's go into the classroom to look."

The afternoon classes passed.

Evening self-study.

Jiang Nian flipped through his homework book, wondering whether he should buy a cushion.

Come to think of it, he didn't seem to have seen the few girls around him buy cushions.

Maybe it was because girls' butts were softer, or their bodies lighter, so the pressure on the chair was correspondingly smaller, so they didn't really need this thing?

He had already seen the cushion Li Hua bought.

How to put it—it was wrapped up like a hemorrhoid cushion.

It wasn't even as good as a textbook—at least that was warm in winter and cool in summer. After sitting on it for a long time, the texture of the book would soften and gradually adapt to the shape.

Thinking of this, Jiang Nian couldn't help but glance at Li Hua's cushion again and spoke up.

"Hua, take bro's advice."

"No need to advise me, my mind's made up." Li Hua waved his hand, looking like there was no need to say more. "What hidden ailment? That's pure nonsense."

"Look at this material, this design—mesh hollow in the middle."

Hearing that, the two people in the front seats curiously turned their heads.

Wu Jungu asked, "How much did you pay for this?"

Li Hua quoted a price. "Twenty-eight."

"That's too expensive, it's just a cushion." Ceng You was slightly taken aback, stood up and took a look. "Seems like there's nothing special about this thing."

He had once said that the thing that made him feel happiest was probably eating instant noodles and singing at night in winter, and along the way just getting it watched.

Simply put, his desires were very low.

But if it really was a good deal, Ceng You would not hesitate to spend the gold.

"Let me have a look." Ma Guojun leaned over, glanced briefly, and said, "That piece of junk is useless. The best thing to do is stop sitting around."

"Then I won't buy it." Ceng You went along and said.

Li Hua sneered, "One day don't let me find out that my cushion has ended up under your butts!"

Jiang Nian watched for a long time, unable to make up his mind.

"I'll still buy one, just not the kind Li Hua got — too impractical."

Zhang Ningzhi said nothing, only looked away.

Jiang Nian noticed her hesitant look, so he took the initiative to ask.

"What is it?"

"Nothing. Why did the group leader buy a cushion like that?" Zhang Ningzhi said a little sheepishly, in a small voice, "Won't using it easily give you..."

The last two words, she did not say out loud.

Jiang Nian did not know how to answer either, and could only reply vaguely.

"I don't know, maybe... personal preference."

"Oh." Zhang Ningzhi believed it, turned away, and not long after turned back again, "Are you buying a cushion? I know one that's pretty good."

Jiang Nian raised an eyebrow, "Send me the link."

"No need." Zhang Ningzhi waved her hand, and said softly, "I'm buying one too, so..."