Chapter 416: If You Like More Than Three People, You'd Better Hide Yourself Well

"Oh, sure, no trouble at all." Jiang Nian lowered his voice.

He'd recently switched from Happy-Hero mode to Careful-Hero mode—his whole aim was to make everyone happy, not to coddle a sickly-sweet girl.

Right now, Baby Zhizhi was plenty happy.

What about the class president?

Don't worry about all that for now. You really want me to get stabbed, huh?

Jiang Nian had once raided Li Qingrong's boudoir at night, so he knew her inside and out—without a doubt, the class president never overthought things.

But there was never any need to overthink in the first place—just ordinary friendly interactions.

Who doesn't have a few friends?

Baby Zhizhi's possessiveness is still way too strong. That bastard Yao Bei Bei loves to flirt with other girls too—why not stab her?

When there's time, I should ask Yao Bei Bei for advice. Among three people walking together, one must be my teacher.

Suddenly, Jiang Nian felt a poke on his back.

"Mm?"

He turned and met the class president's gaze. She suddenly raised her wrist, the hair tie swaying on her cold-white wristbone like a ripple.

After class, Yao Bei Bei took Zhang Nianzhi off for a duo queue. The class president was also taken away by Cai Xiang—probably to get some air.

Jiang Nian's afternoons were usually healing; he wasn't sleepy at all. Normally at this point between classes, he'd just be working on test papers.

Even when he went to relieve himself, he'd hold it until three minutes before class.

Suddenly, a springy person sat down beside him.

Yu Zhiyi half-sat in Zhang Nianzhi's seat, her chest resting on the desk as well, and turned her head to ask with a curious face.

"Hey, did Liu Yang tell you how the afternoon tug-of-war is arranged?"

"Go ask him." Jiang Nian's attitude was always lukewarm, his face wearing an expression of someone who owed money. "Why ask me, the biology class rep?"

"Get lost!" Yu Zhiyi broke, unable to stand being cuckolded. "I'm the biology class rep—don't just assign it to anyone."

"We agreed to share the glory and wealth—how can you back out again?" Jiang Nian found it strange.

"When was any of that ever said!" Yu Zhiyi couldn't be bothered to argue with him, stood up and left. "Anyway, I have to be paired with you."

This is a textbook case of parent-child dependency syndrome.

Bestie, did you ask my opinion before spouting that bullshit?

Jiang Nian of course disagreed—under everyone's eyes, you'd just flop into my arms. You only care about your own pleasure, not whether your dad lives or dies.

Can only say, that's just how Big Yu is.

This woman Yu Zhiyi is also a bit too eager to put herself down.

How come there's writing on her face? Oh... it's "there is no second sun under heaven."

Then never mind.

Sure enough, a high school campus is one giant dark forest.

In a blink, the afternoon classes ended.

Liu Yang stood at the podium, propped a hand up, and called the whole class downstairs for the tug-of-war and to watch the match.

"Everyone

has to go down. We'll be taking attendance."

Hearing this, some of the students in class who wanted to do homework immediately started complaining.

"Done with it—why is everything forced?"

"Not a shred of freedom, like a goddamn prison."

"Stop yapping, it's been ages since they let you use the sewing machine." Li Hua was quite excited. "If they really locked you up, you wouldn't want that either."

In the classroom, a crowd of people stood up sparsely and headed outside.

Ma Guojun, amid the crowd, patted Jiang Nian's shoulder. Once he turned his head, Ma Guojun pointed at Li Hua's eager back. "Look at that idiot—spring has hit."

A simple remark, accurately summing up Li Hua's state.

"Judge Ma, eyes bright as a torch." Jiang Nian found it strange, turning to look at the big fatty.

"What judge?" Ma Guojun froze for a moment, then a "you-know-what-I-mean" smile spread across his face. "Because of that person, right?"

"Indeed, that person is like a succubus." Jiang Nian nodded, starting a riddle-person dialogue. "Even little virgins can't hold it in."

Hearing this, the smile on Ma Guojun's face froze.

"You're not?"

Jiang Nian knew at this moment, no matter what he said, it was useless. He couldn't fall into the self-proof trap, so he countered with a question.

"Do you want me to be?"

In the classroom, the big fatty instantly broke.

"Who! You and who?"

"No, you animal!" Ma Guojun grabbed Jiang Nian's collar. "I hope your dick snaps off,

and you become a eunuch."

Listening to his brother's most vicious curse, Jiang Nian felt awkward.

"You've got the wrong idea."

"Is Zhang Nianzhi even an adult?" Ma Guojun borrowed phones from all over the classroom. "Hey, did you bring your phone? I'm calling the police."

Jiang Nian thought for a moment, almost breaking into a cold sweat.

"Not bro...."

Ma Guojun turned his head at that, stunned for a few seconds.

"Ah, it can't be the class president, right? Damn, holy shit, fucking hell, Jiang Nian you bastard—you really are a complete and utter scumbag."

"Calm down first, bro." Jiang Nian was a bit numb; he wasn't that outrageous. "Relax, I didn't do anything."

This time Ma Guojun believed him and let out a breath of relief.

"At least you're still human."

Jiang Nian didn't mind, thinking to himself it was only a matter of time.

"Heh."

Jiang Nian and Ma Guojun went down to the sports field, greeted Liu Yang, and glanced at Zhang Ningzhi and the class monitor in the cheerleading squad.

Then he patted Liu Yang on the shoulder and said.

"I'm over 1.8 meters, all muscle. Don't feel sorry for me, just give me and my buddy a spot in the back."

Girls are usually arranged in front; even with a cross arrangement, they can't be put in the back. This move

counts as emergency risk-avoidance.

Ma Guojun heard this and had no objections.

With his big build, in tug-of-war matches since childhood, he was always placed at the very end to anchor the team's center of gravity.

Fatty bro doesn't kid around; Fatty bro is used to it.

Liu Yang was quite pleased to hear it: "That's more like it, unlike some trash who keep squeezing to the front—your hidden intentions are obvious to everyone."

"Exactly, some people simply don't consider their teammates' feelings." Jiang Nian nodded, "I'll cover the rear, bro can hold it down."

He said it very loudly, loud enough for almost the whole class to hear.

No matter what, first screw Li Hua over. Then distance himself, to avoid being schemed by the succubus. Right, the Class 3 succubus is...

Zhang Ningzhi walked over toward the not-yet-formed team, found him, and said softly.

"Jiang Nian, our class isn't starting that soon. The first match is Class 4's—want to go watch together?"

"Class 4 is low-quality, nothing worth watching." Jiang Nian spouted nonsense offhand, "We need to warm up on our side, or we'll get pulled muscles."

Going to watch Class 4's match—who knows if he might run into Xu Qianqian.

If Xu Qianqian happened to go to the bathroom then, running into Xiao Song wouldn't be a hassle; he could just brush it off.

But if.....

A big "death" character flickered faintly above Jiang Nian's head.

"So hard to wait!" Zhang Ningzhi leaned on Yao Bei Bei, this yellowish woman, "Is it our class's turn yet?"

"How about you go to the classroom?" Jiang Nian had a sudden idea and spoke up, "I'll say hi to Liu Yang, easy enough."

"No!"

Zhang Ningzhi puffed up angrily and pushed Jiang Nian with her hand.

"Ah!"

Jiang Nian let out a tragic cry and fell backward with the momentum. This fall carried him seven or eight meters, sliding into the boys' team to hide.

Liking one person can't be hidden; liking two people must be hidden well.

What about three, four, five people?

Then forget everything else and just hide yourself first.

At this moment, setting aside those who slipped away, the entire Gao San year had come down; hiding anyone was pretty much impossible.

"Jiang Nian!" Wang Yuhe bounced over, exposing his position, and grabbed his clothes with one hand.

"How much stronger are you than me?"

"Damn it, don't you know men and women shouldn't be so familiar?" Jiang Nian pushed Wang Yuhe away, but the more he pushed, the tighter she held on. "Shit, what do you actually want?"

"Hmph!" Wang Yuhe let go of him, clapped her hands, and strutted proudly, "I've tested it—your strength isn't as great as mine."

"Then why don't I see you participating? Ugh, get lost, get lost." Jiang Nian was done. What kind of bullshit luck is today? Heaven wants me dead?

Chen Yunyun smiled at him, a slight tilted-head attack.

"Go for it, duck~"

Jiang Nian immediately held his forehead, possessed by Little Pavilion Lord.

"Class 3's burden is all on my shoulders, so don't affect my performance here. You stop laughing too—take her away."

"Alright then, good luck." Chen Yunyun said with a smile, and really did pull Wang Yuhe away, "We'll head over first, ha."

Seeing off the two girls, Jiang Nian felt much more at ease.

"Why do I feel like you......" Ma Guojun frowned, stared at him for a while, and said, "really care about this match?"

", after all, it's the class's honor." Jiang Nian said seriously.

Suddenly, shouts of "Go for it" erupted from over there. In less than half a minute, the whistle and even more enthusiastic cheers rang out.

Alright, Class 3 is about to start too.

After taking the field, Jiang Nian glanced at the front a few times.

Besides Yu Zhiyi and Yao Bei Bei, the other two girls were Chai Muying, a relatively outgoing one from Chen Yunyun's dorm,

and another whose name he knew but wasn't familiar with.

He was spacing out when, in his peripheral vision, he saw someone walking over. A casual glance revealed a cool, aloof face and many following gazes.

Gulping, Jiang Nian instantly froze.

Class 3's sixteen tug-of-war members had already lined up and were ready to take the field. Under everyone's gaze, Li Qingrong came over just like that.

One could only say the Holy Son of Heaven is indeed the Holy Son of Heaven—completely unaware that she had become the center of attention.

"Go for it."

Li Qingrong's voice was flat, her tone sounding cool and aloof. Her gaze slightly lowered, as if recalling something, and her hand rose.

Almost instantly, Jiang Nian's breath caught.

It's over!

Heart hands! Boss Cai, nice moves!

*Smack*—Li Qingrong's hand was grabbed.

"Got it, I'll do my best." Jiang Nian broke out in a cold sweat. "The tug-of-war's about to start, you first, uh...."

"

"Mm."

Li Qingrong nodded and quietly left.

However, the gazes around him were unfriendly.

One by one they were gnashing their teeth, wishing they could give him a wedgie on the spot.

"Animal—he grabbed the class monitor's hand."

"Jiang Nian really is a piece of shit, what is he doing in broad daylight!"

"No wait, where did Old Liu go? That old bastard picks on the easy targets—doesn't catch the ones in puppy love, just catches me playing on my phone!"

The surrounding hubbub only amounted to a brief round of jeering and cursing.

Jiang Nian was utterly shameless; the words didn't sting at all. He even felt a bit like laughing—who in Class Three could still boss around their Motivational Star?

Ha, how naive.

Before the tug-of-war, Old Liu arrived late at a leisurely pace.

He stood beside the Class Three lineup and gave them a quick once-over. His itch for authority flared up, and he couldn't resist stepping forward to start barking orders.

"How can all four girls be piled up in front?

D

"Find four boys and alternate them with the girls—that Qian Wenyu, and that... Jiang Nian, you two get over here!"