Chapter 300: Baby Zhizhi's Bread

Winter. The days are short and the nights are long.

The sky darkened early in the afternoon. In the dim sunset glow, Zhou Yuting flashed a smile that could make the evening sun freeze in its tracks, leaving the four boys utterly dumbstruck.

"Thanks, I'll still have an A. It's the end of the month—everyone's running low on pocket money."

In that instant, Sun Zhicheng's heart gave a jolt.

To think there existed such a thoughtful, wonderful girl in this world, and he had never noticed. He couldn't help but let a look of admiration shine in his eyes, and his smile turned a little dazed.

"Heh, alright."

Yang Qiming felt a bit stifled, but he was no fool who acted on courage alone.

He knew full well that today the tide had turned against him; saying more would only let Sun—that dog—use his ex-girlfriend to make a scene. So he could only swallow it and bide his time for revenge!

He waved to Huang Cailang and said in a lowered voice.

"Let's go!"

Sun Zhicheng instantly puffed up like a victorious rooster, proudly lifting his head.

Where did this stray dog come from? How dare it come snapping at his heels?

At the same time, he was also relieved that he had struck precisely at the other's weak spot. As long as that weakness remained, Yang Qiming would forever be the Crown Prince, forever unable to turn things around.

Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth curved up imperceptibly, and he turned and said.

"Let's go, two beautiful ladies."

The car quickly pulled up to the school gate, doors slamming shut with a few thuds.

Because Zhou Yuting got carsick, Yu Zhiyi gave up the front passenger seat to her. She sat in the back row with Sun Zhicheng and Lin Dong.

The driver was pretty easygoing too—he asked for the address once and was ready to drive off.

Sun Zhicheng noticed Zhou Yuting hadn't buckled her seatbelt yet, and was instantly on alert. Not buckling up in the front passenger seat was dangerous, and getting caught would mean a fine.

At the same time, he also realized this was a chance to show off in front of the girls.

"Zhou Yuting."

"What is it?" Zhou Yuting had just been about to buckle her seatbelt, but answered him first anyway.

"Ha, nothing, just reminding you." Sun Zhicheng got so excited his tongue slipped, "When riding in a car you still need to put on a safety—!"

The words fell, and the whole car fell silent.

"Huh?" Zhou Yuting's face turned terribly awkward.

The driver snorted with laughter and teased.

"Young man sure knows how to live, huh."

Knows how to live my ass! My mouth just slipped!

Sun Zhicheng instantly flushed red with embarrassment, and anxiously repeated himself.

"No, I mean—buckle your seatbelt. Ugh, ugh, ugh!!! I mean put on the safety—ugh, ugh—I didn't mean it like that."

Zhou Yuting buckled her seatbelt with a click, and all three of them were so embarrassed they were sweating little yellow beans.

"I get it, I get it, haha."

Sun Zhicheng fell silent, looked out the window, and something inside his heart quietly shattered.

When Zhang Ningzhi left the classroom that afternoon, Jiang Nian was working on a biology test paper. When she came back, she found Jiang Nian still at his desk writing the biology test paper.

She suspected someone hadn't moved at all, and was immediately surprised.

"Didn't you go eat?"

Jiang Nian rubbed his face, his spirit listless.

"Not hungry."

That afternoon he'd activated his cheat mode, powering through two consecutive physics periods. In a state of extreme mental exhilaration, he finished three test papers in one go.

Now he was nearly exhausted, but still forcing himself to hold on.

Although Qingbao had said he just needed to finish these extra practice papers before next Wednesday, Jiang Nian figured he'd get them all done before Sunday.

That day there was no biology class for their class, but the class next door had biology.

Next week, he had other things to do.

That meant he had to finish eight basic test papers in just today and tomorrow—and that didn't even include the papers handed out daily as usual.

On a normal person, this would be an impossible mission.

On Jiang Nian, it was nothing more than a bit of hard work.

"Why do you keep writing test papers? You won't even eat." Zhang Ningzhi said unhappily, rummaging through her schoolbag and pulling out two packs of small bread and a carton of milk.

She gently set them at the corner of Jiang Nian's desk, her five fingers pressed together in a cluster, and gave them a little push forward.

"I was saving them to eat when I got hungry. You can have them all."

Jiang Nian lay sprawled on the desk, glanced at Zhang Ningzhi, and opened his mouth to ask.

"What if I don't like bread?"

"Huh?" Baby Zhizhi immediately tensed up, pressed her lips together, and carefully asked, "Then you don't like eating bread?"

"I do."

Zhang Ningzhi: "."

This guy is just shameless beyond bounds. If she'd known, she wouldn't have bothered with him.

Jiang Nian had originally planned to text Chen Yunyun on his phone to bring him food—to grab something from the cafeteria on her way back from the dorm to the classroom—but now.

Seems like he didn't need to. He'd eat something after evening self-study.

"Thanks, Zhizhi."

Zhang Ningzhi, who was carefully placing a bag of folded clothes, paused involuntarily at those words. The tips of her ears flushed red, and her cheeks gradually turned rosy too.

She didn't resist the nickname Zhizhi.

Zhang Nianzhi was currently facing away from Jiang Nian, took a soft breath, bit her lip, and said quietly.

"No need to thank me."

Evening study period — the classroom was noisier than ever.

A few people had rented outfits, or had ordered coming-of-age ceremony clothes online. Some had even brought them into the classroom.

"Holy shit, that's a suit? That's insane."

"Who? That flashy?"

"No way — Lin Dong and Sun Zhicheng's group, all four guys in little suits? Damn, useless group leader, look at the other groups!"

"Screw it, why'd you guys rent clothes without saying anything? I thought nobody was doing it, but now you all have outfits tomorrow — I can't live like this!"

"Beibei, you're wearing a traditional-style dress tomorrow? Oh my god!"

"Me me me, let me see!"

"A qipao? My god, someone in our class is actually wearing a qipao?"

Evening study period, but basically nobody was studying — everyone was chattering away excitedly. One word from you, one from me, envying others or being envied.

Sun Zhicheng, amid the surrounding groups of guys chanting "awesome" and sounds of regret, gradually swelled with pride. The awkwardness from the afternoon had been completely tossed to the back of his mind.

"The class next door also has people renting suits, but the cuts don't look that great."

He basked in the burning gazes around him, pulled out a little suit, and announced loudly.

"Just so happens I know a boss who does clothing rentals — he's got a batch of little suits with nice cuts. I asked him to hold some for me, and he actually did."

"Acheng, awesome! Suits that nice are really hard to rent."

"Wait, you had a good deal like this and didn't tell your bros?"

"Sun Zhicheng, does that boss of yours still have little suits like that? Our group wants to order too — how much per set?"

Hearing this, Sun Zhicheng shook his head.

"All gone."

In reality, he didn't know any clothing-rental boss at all. He'd just thrown money at the problem — poaching little suits that someone else had reserved.

As for what those other people would do? What did it have to do with him?

It's just that the extra money he'd thrown in, Sun Zhicheng had to cover alone. But he didn't care — as long as he got the little suits, that was enough.

As he spoke, his peripheral gaze drifted toward Chen Yunyun.

However, he didn't see the reaction he'd been hoping for from Chen Yunyun. She was just sneaking off by the window playing with her phone, seemingly chatting with someone.

Buzz — Chen Yunyun glanced at her phone screen and couldn't help but curve her lips into a smile.

She tapped away rapidly and replied.

"I've got a pack of Oreo cookies, want one?"

Whoosh — the reply came back instantly.

"Yes please — is it Yueliyue or Oreo?"

"Of course it's Oreo, if you don't want it then forget it, I'm saving it for evening self-study." Chen Yunyun was both annoyed and amused, "Want a drink? I've got milk here."

Jiang Nian had one hand working problems on the desk, while the other precisely typed blind beneath the desk.

"Yes, don't drink it yourself though, you'll get fat easily."

"Am I fat? (angry)"

Jiang Nian: "Can't tell — can't see it with clothes on."

Chen Yunyun: "(punches) unfriending you now."