Chapter 345: Life Is Already This Hard

Jiang Nian felt increasingly speechless inside.

These gentle, soft beautiful girls usually looked harmless, but when they showed aggression, how could they be this strong?

For a moment, he didn't even know how to reply to Li Qingrong.

The class monitor's aggression had suddenly maxed out.

Jiang Nian had never denied puppy love, but hadn't that also not worked out? An unrequited crush couldn't be helped, but it didn't sound great to spread around.

He'd been hooked into a pursed mouth by a bad woman.

That's right, the bad woman being referred to is Zhou Yuting.

This person in her first year of high school really had top-tier, heaven-defying looks. Apart from a modest chest, all her other hardware was maxed out.

But first-year high school boys weren't fully mature yet. Unaware of the importance of software, they naturally liked Zhou Yuting even more.

Her jade feet alone were enough to punch through a porridge shop.

After all, Jiang Nian wasn't an idiot either. If Zhou Yuting only had tricks and nothing else, she could only hook ordinary pretty boys.

Hooking a high-class pretty boy like him was truly not something to fantasize about.

In short, during that year of pure love.

Jiang Nian was hooked hard by Zhou Yuting, but unfortunately didn't have much money in his pocket. Therefore, the push-and-pull became quite difficult.

I like you, and I will give you all the help that doesn't cost money.

This is what people who've been sublimated by extreme poverty are like.

This kind of dark history doesn't need to be deliberately hidden either. Anyone interested could just ask a few of Jiang Nian's classmates and they'd know.

It's just because he wasn't some big-shot figure at Zhennan Middle School, the annual campus heartthrob, so nobody spread it around.

The class monitor suddenly finding out wasn't anything strange.

Fortunately, Jiang Nian had a clear conscience.

But. A poor bro also wants some face, and doesn't want to directly admit past failures. So after thinking for a moment, he replied tactfully.

"Because I loved watching Tekkaman Blade in my first year of high school, and liked Nakano Miki more. So, I got a bit closer to that person."

"But there was no puppy love either, because later I found out Nakano Miki from Tekkaman Blade quit her job to farm, so I stopped liking her along with it."

After sending off the whole message, Jiang Nian let out a long sigh of relief.

I wasn't this lecherous as a kid either.

Back then, little old me was still pretty pure. After watching Star Odyssey, I'd damn well go running, fantasizing about flying to the Rainbow Sea.

Damn it, Star Odyssey went off the air first.

Sigh, the past is too painful to recall.

After a minute, the class monitor replied with a new message.

"Oh."

Jiang Nian collapsed into the blanket, wanting to cry but having no tears. He really wanted to censor his dark history, hoping it hadn't affected the class monitor's evaluation of him.

Wuwuwu, I'm not rotten cabbage!

"So did you understand everything I just said?" he typed and asked.

Li Qingrong cutie: "Mm."

Jiang Nian wasn't sure, "Then repeat it back."

"Didn't work out." The class monitor's response was extremely concise, so concise it gave Jiang Nian a heart attack.

Damn, typed all that for nothing.

"Alright, as long as you understand. wry smile" Jiang Nian felt that misfortunes really never came alone, and could only hurriedly log off.

Life is already this hard, some things just shouldn't be exposed.

Sleep, sleep.

Dark history is a small matter, the joint exam is a big matter.

The next day.

Jiang Nian adjusted his mindset, his heart like still water the entire morning. Besides drinking water, he just looked at test papers, or went out to relieve himself.

Li Hua humble-bragged the whole morning, constantly showing off with his math test paper.

Finally, when his mouth ran dry, he patted Jiang Nian's shoulder.

"Bro, let me have a sip of water."

Jiang Nian was patted awake, jumping out of his mysterious and profound review state. Still with a heart like still water, he said calmly.

"Sure, open your mouth, I'll spit it for you."

"Eat shit eat shit!!" Li Hua instantly sprang up, shivered, "I'm truly speechless, don't mess around."

"Byd, I've finally figured it out. The person in this class who loves making Nangong jokes the most is you, are you deliberately disgusting people or what!"

Hearing this, Jiang Nian unhurriedly retorted.

"The dog that barks is the one the thrown stone hits. The real Nangong is actually the batch of people most triggered by Nangong jokes."

Li Hua thought for a moment and felt it made a lot of sense.

"Hiss, that's really true."

So, he turned his head to look at Ma Guojun beside him and said.

"Old Ma, do you know what 'giving' means?"

Ma Guojun was stunned for a moment, "Isn't it Sasuke?"

Li Hua's face filled with horror, he covered his mouth.

Jiang Nian didn't pay attention to Li Hua acting stupid, tossed him a bottle of stockpiled Sprite. After brewing for a moment, he lowered his head and continued looking at the comprehensive science test paper.

After entering the state, the noisy classroom instantly fell silent.

Before heading to the exam hall.

Zhang Ningzhi quietly cheered him on, her little clenched fist looking especially cute.

He smiled, not letting his attention wander.

After entering the exam hall, Jiang Nian lay his head on the desk and slept. Eyes closed, his breathing was steady, and his mind was filled with the questions he'd reviewed over the past two days.

Biology questions made up the bulk of them; he had already reached the realm of perfect mastery.

Before long, two proctors arrived, first herding everyone out of the classroom. One by one, they went through security, scanning their entire bodies with a machine.

They didn't even let pencil cases off easy—any non-transparent pencil case had to be taken out and inspected piece by piece.

The Comprehensive Science exam was the third test in the joint examination, and with the recent crackdown on cheating cases, no one tried any tricks.

Precisely because of this, this joint examination carried a great deal of weight.

After Jiang Nian took his seat, the answer sheets fluttered down like snowflakes. Unhurried, he first wrote his name and student number.

After finishing the math exam yesterday, judging by his condition, it had been a bad start—his total score was probably only a little over two hundred and ten.

So, if he wanted to hit his target of six hundred and ten,

he had to score at least four hundred in today's exams—but the total points available across all of today's tests only added up to four hundred and fifty.

Even if he got a perfect score in English, he'd still need two hundred and fifty on Comprehensive Science.

Not to mention he'd never once scored a perfect in English, and Comprehensive Science had never broken two hundred and fifty either—it was a gulf he could hardly cross.

In the few seconds waiting for the test papers to be handed out, the wind seemed to whistle past his ears.

Jiang Nian's eyes rested on his nose, his nose on his heart.

His heart beat slowly and powerfully; the questions were no longer looping through his mind, replaced instead by a lake.

A perfectly still lake.

Whoosh.

The student in front turned around and handed him a thick stack of Comprehensive Science papers. The test ran six pages, four or five sheets in all, the small print packed densely together.

Jiang Nian quickly counted the papers, then passed them to the next person. After filling in his information, his gaze swept over the first biology multiple-choice question.

Head down, head up.

After finishing the multiple-choice section, he looked up at the clock. Only thirty-two minutes had passed—not slow at all.

For him, the multiple-choice questions weren't all that hard. The questions ran through his mind once, and the solution came to him on its own.

Next came the long-answer section; the biology long-answers didn't take much time.

Practice makes perfect—the pen moves as if guided by the gods.

After repeating it a thousand times, quantitative change naturally led to qualitative change. He barely spent any effort, finishing the biology long-answers with ease.

Then came the chemistry long-answers, and his pace slowed. By the time he reached the physics long-answers, it had become especially grueling.

"Alright! Attention, everyone—fifteen minutes remaining until the end of the exam," the proctor announced.