Chapter 528: Lollipop

After school in the afternoon.

Jiang Nian walked out of the office, glanced at his phone that already had WeChat added, and felt quite a peculiar sensation inside.

When it comes to resources, the strong really do get to eat their fill.

Can only say, reality is just like this. But if Xiaohongshu comes knocking, Najiang would be the first to run.

After eating and coming back.

He had just entered the classroom when he saw Li Hua had somehow gotten a bottle of Evian from somewhere and was pouring it into an empty Run Tian bottle.

"What are you doing?"

Li Hua lifted his head from his seat, speaking mysteriously.

"Too many familiar faces in class, figured wealth shouldn't be shown off. This is my special effort so you lot won't feel inferior."

Jiang Nian rubbed his chin and nodded.

"Makes sense. I'll ask Baby Zhizhi in a bit. Her family should have this stuff, tell her to bring a bottle tomorrow for us to try."

Hearing that, Li Hua suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable.

"Your mom, stop talking."

No matter how expensive Evian is, it's not as good-tasting as water brought by a pretty girl. If what she brought was Run Tian, that would be an instant kill.

Because that stuff really is sweet.

"Why's Li Hua like this?" Ma Guojun entered the classroom, puzzled. "He was asking me for a website just yesterday."

Old Ma's move was a bit too vicious.

A few nearby girls overheard and turned their heads one after another to glance at the downcast Li Hua, letting out a crisp burst of laughter.

Li Hua turned red with anger.

"Eat shit!!"

Jiang Nian sat down and heard Ceng You in the front row turn his head. Scanning around with a mysterious face, he asked expectantly.

"Are we watching a movie tonight?"

"Movie?"

"Yeah, two periods of English evening self-study tonight!" Ceng You started smiling. "We'll watch a movie, right?"

"Oh~" Jiang Nian understood in his heart.

Qian Bao did indeed have the habit of showing a movie after exams, and Class Three's average English score on this provincial joint exam wasn't low either.

"Maybe, I didn't ask."

Ceng You said, "Alright then."

"Then ask now, it's not a hassle." Li Hua also got fired up. "Ask on WeChat, hurry up."

Hearing that, Ceng You was dumbfounded.

"WeChat?"

"I'm half a class representative, what's wrong with having WeChat?" Jiang Nian didn't think much of it, took out his phone and tapped WeChat.

After the moon cover, the top chat box had the latest remark.

【Teacher Qi Xue】

"Huh? Where's Qian Bao's chat box again?" Jiang Nian kept refreshing. "Hua, did you see it?"

Li Hua was dumbstruck, grabbing Jiang Nian by the collar.

"Eat shit, how do you have Teacher Qi Xue's WeChat?"

"Huh?" Jiang Nian wore a dumbfounded look, shaking his head. "Dunno, she gave it to me herself."

"You fucking deserve to die!!" Li Hua was about to cry. "Delete it, I'm begging you."

As it happened, both Qian Bao and Qing Bao's surnames started with z.

Jiang Nian had a slip of the finger, accidentally swiping from the contacts column all the way to the bottom, getting stuck between the two's WeChats.

"Hua, which one should I delete?"

"Ah!!!!" Li Hua clutched his head and screamed, driven mad by the stimulation. "You really fucking deserve to be killed."

Jiang Nian laughed heartily and put away his phone.

"Nothing worth asking. Evening self-study in a bit. If Qian Bao comes, just catch her and make her show a movie."

"Really showing it?" Ceng You asked.

"The English teacher isn't afraid of losing money." Ma Guojun added. "Unlike Old Liu, who only shows News Weekly.

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

Zhang Ningzhi came back, holding a bottle of AD Calcium Milk in her hand. After sitting down with a fresh, lively look, she placed it in a conspicuous spot on the desk.

She didn't like sweet drinks, but she knew who did.

Fishing in progress.

Sure enough, Jiang Nian couldn't hold back a bit.

"Ahem."

"English evening self-study in a bit, might show a movie."

"Oh." Zhang Ningzhi held back, giving him a glance. "Then show it, I've pretty much finished my homework."

"Doesn't watching a movie need something to drink?" Jiang Nian asked in a roundabout way, his hand quietly creeping onto the desk.

"Drink what?" she asked knowingly.

"Drink your.....

." Jiang Nian flipped the AD Calcium Milk over to Han Guo in one motion, going for an attitude of not relying on anyone for anything.

"No need, just keep doing your homework."

"Ah! When did you—!" Zhang Ningzhi shrieked, trying to snatch it back, "Give it back, I never said you could have it."

"Next time."

A few minutes before evening study hall, the classroom was brightly lit. The class was bustling, and two people were roughhousing.

Li Qingrong entered the classroom.

She glanced at the two of them, but didn't react much. She quietly took her seat and casually tapped Jiang Nian.

"Did you buy the test papers?"

"What?" Jiang Nian turned his head, still a bit dazed, "Buy what test papers? Nobody said anything?"

"Math ones." As she said this, she lowered her head and casually pulled out a set of math test papers from her desk.

She handed them to Jiang Nian and said calmly.

"Teacher Qi Xue likes to use this set of papers. Usually when she makes up questions, she takes problems from it and makes variations."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian was suddenly surprised.

"You know her?"

At this moment, Li Hua, who had fainted and then woken up, chimed in.

"I even know her. Back then the school ran a special-tutoring class, and Qi Xue was the math group's competition teacher."

Jiang Nian was stunned for a moment, looked at Li Hua and asked.

"Did you win an award?"

"Fuck your uncle!" Li Hua's face instantly flushed red—you don't hit a person in the face, "This isn't some ordinary competition."

"Oh, I see." Jiang Nian turned to look at the class monitor and repeated, "Did you win an award?"

Li Qingrong nodded, "I did."

"No... I'm here!!" Li Hua was about to die of anger, nobody backing him up, "Math isn't like that..."

"There you go again saying things nobody understands, Hua."

"That's just how Dog Lu is, his defenses are broken."

"Eat shit!"

Zhang Ningzhi, listening on the side the whole time, caught a glimpse of the math test papers in Jiang Nian's hand out of the corner of her eye, and couldn't help feeling a bit discouraged.

She had come up from a different class, and had never heard of any special-tutoring class.

The second period of evening self-study.

As soon as Qian Bao walked in, she heard someone shout.

"Put on a movie!!"

"Put on a movie, teacher!!"

She pressed her lips together, neither refusing nor agreeing. She wandered around the classroom once, then turned and asked.

"Do you really want to watch one?"

"Yes!!"

"We want to so badly, teacher!"

Hearing this, Jiang Nian, sitting in his seat, suddenly caught the scent of dog-training.

Qian Bao, you bad woman, damn it!

"Here we go again."

"What?" Zhang Ningzhi turned her head, "The teacher wants a show of hands. What kind of movie do you want to watch?"

"Anything, I'll just vote with you." Jiang Nian was quite casual.

High school girls need emotional value—satisfying the need is enough. Ignoring the need is pure wasted effort.

Zhang Ningzhi immediately brightened up, her eyes curving into crescents.

"Okay."

In the end, the class chose a disaster film. After all, disaster films are something everyone, men and women, young and old, can watch.

Rattle, the curtains in the classroom were pulled up.

The projector's light fell on the whiteboard, and when the rich, deep sound from the speakers echoed through the classroom.

Most of the people put down their pens and looked up, faces excited.

"Cai Lang, do you have any food?"

"Nope, only one pack of sunflower seeds left." Huang Cailang scratched his head, "Brother Yang, do you want some?"

"Split it with me."

Sun Zhicheng was different from the others, head buried in solving problems. Listening to the conversation from next to him, he felt a bit disdainful.

"What's there to eat about sunflower seeds?"

He had completely seen the light now—love is fake. Pleasure is also fake. Only success is real.

Thinking of this, Sun Zhicheng looked up toward Chen Yunyun's direction.

However, the seat was already empty.

At this moment, Chen Yunyun had already moved to Li Hua's seat and was sharing snacks with the people around Jiang Nian.

Sun Zhicheng just looked, his heart utterly unmoved.

A moment later, he felt he had grown. He thought, so this is what maturity tastes like—so cold.

Now, he only needed one thrilling, satisfying success to prove himself.

On the other side.

Li Hua was mooching food and drinks from the boys in the back row. After the second period of evening self-study, he saw Yang Qiming had bought a pile of snacks.

So, thick-skinned, he squeezed over.

He happened to overhear Yang Qiming and Huang Cailang discussing how to chase a girl whose contact info they'd gotten on the street.

"Sigh, I have an idea."

"What?" Yang Qiming turned his head, looking at Li Hua with a blank face. "Let's hear it first."

"All girls like lollipops," Li Hua said. "Why don't you just buy a big lollipop and give it to her?"

He had never chased a girl, but then again — never eaten pork, have you never seen a pig run?

He'd also picked up two or three-tenths of Jiang Nian's tricks.

Hearing this, Yang Qiming and Huang Cailang exchanged glances.

"Seems... reasonable."

"True that, bro."

"But a long night brings many dreams, better do it right now..." Yang Qiming's head grew hot, and the whole man got excited.

Third period evening self-study, outside the classroom corridor.

Qian Bao had no mood to watch a movie, and was far too bored. So she dragged Jiang Nian out to stand in the corridor and have a heart-to-heart.

"After finishing this exam, what are your thoughts?"

Jiang Nian hesitated. "English?"

"Obviously, what other subject could I possibly care about?" Qian Bao rolled her eyes, thinking to herself that 149 was also heaven-defying.

Because she herself had only scored 140, missing two or three on listening.

The essay was naturally assumed to be full marks.

And the one point Jiang Nian had deducted came precisely from the essay. In other words, in a certain sense, Jiang Nian had full marks.

"No particular feelings, just heard that Class Four's English scores aren't high, huh?" Jiang Nian lowered his voice.

"Teacher, what happened to their class?"

"Why are you so nosy?" Qian Bao shot him a look. "You're still a student, the most important task is..."

"Hard to say, I heard that Class Four's..." Jiang Nian opened his mouth and started chatting gossip, talking as if he had the full picture.

Qian Bao wasn't interested at first, but slowly got into it too. She looked left and right, and only after confirming no one was watching this side did she say softly,

"You all already know?"

Actually Jiang Nian didn't know, but he still nodded.

"Definitely."

It was supposed to be just a heart-to-heart, but the result was he chatted gossip with Qian Bao until he was satisfied. Armed with fresh material, he went back to the classroom content.

Damn, so it was Class Four's female homeroom teacher who got divorced?

That dramatic?

Hehe, after evening self-study lets out, properly chat with Xu Qianqian and Little Song.

In the classroom, the arts committee member Little Bailing left her seat and sneaked up on Tao Ran.

"Class commissary, I heard that over at the north campus last night, there was someone wearing a beast-ear girl's headgear, riding a bike on the street."

Hearing this, Tao Ran turned his head to glance at Little Bailing.

"It wasn't me."

"But the timing matches up, and only you could pull off something like this." Dong Que said, eyes wide.

"When?"

"Last night at midnight."

"I was at home playing on the computer." Tao Ran was unbothered.

"Alright, then it probably wasn't you." Little Bailing nodded, then casually asked, "Class commissary, what were you playing?"

Tao Ran was silent for a moment. "Fine, I did actually go out in the middle of the night."

"Hehe!" Ma Guojun, listening in, laughed like a pig, patted Li Hua, and said, "The class commissary is a real pervert."

Li Hua laughed in a very schadenfreude way and asked,

"What did he do?"

So Ma Guojun recounted the scene he'd just overheard.

The two of them amused themselves together for a while, then started thinking. If it were them, would they be willing to make their browsing history public?

"I don't care, incognito browsing." Ma Guojun looked perfectly at ease.

Li Hua thought for a moment. "No worries, I'll just hang myself."

"What are you guys chatting about?" Jiang Nian had just entered the classroom, and after learning the whole story, said, "That's it?"

"Then would you dare?"

"What's there to be afraid of, my p has always been very stable."

Li Hua: "

?

He lowered his head and began pondering what on earth his good son's p was. Various thoughts swirled, until he looked up.

He saw Yu Zhiyi walk past the podium, leaving behind a graceful figure.

Li Hua's eyes suddenly went wide, and he suddenly realized something.

"Knock it off!"

Evening self-study ended.

Jiang Nian, as usual, said a greeting and left early with his bag.

Li Hua and Ma Guojun went downstairs together; the two lived in the same direction, so after evening self-study they occasionally walked together.

He went downstairs and walked out along the steps.

As the two passed the lamp-lit walkway beside the grove, they suddenly heard shouts from that direction and turned to look.

"Hm?"

"What's going on over there?"

"Looks like a confession, let's go check." Li Hua strolled over and found a circle of people gathered at the edge of the grove.

He immediately brightened—there was a show to watch!

Heh heh.

"Let's go let's go!!" Li Hua grabbed Ma Guojun. "Shit! Someone's confessing, if we're late we'll miss it."

"Idiot." Ma Guojun cursed.

But his body honestly pushed forward, and in the end there was no confession at all—just a guy with a backpack, peddling power banks.

"Li Hua, you really are byd, what kind of eyes are those?" Ma Guojun cursed.

"Holy shit, how would I know." Li Hua was also a bit speechless. "I clearly heard someone say... something about a confession."

He was explaining as he walked back.

The two reached the edge of the grove, near the school gate. Turning their heads, they ran into the real confessor.

"Who's that?"

"Holy shit, looks kinda familiar, doesn't it look like someone from our class?" Ma Guojun muttered softly.

"No need to wonder, isn't that Yang Qiming?" Li Hua exclaimed in a low voice, quickly pulling Ma Guojun to hide off to the side.

"No wait, what's that thing in his hand?" Ma Guojun couldn't hold it in. "Something that big, a wrench?"

Li Hua narrowed his eyes, a sudden bad premonition rising in his heart.

"Holy shit, a lollipop!"

On the other side, Yang Qiming was carrying one in his hand. A lollipop as thick as a forearm, bought at great expense, chasing after the girl.

"Hey, wait... I have something to ask you."

The girl glanced back and only saw a shadow like a hammer in Yang Qiming's hand, and her face instantly went pale.

"Ah!!"

The girl was so scared her mind went blank, and instinctively fled forward. "Don't chase me!!!"

Yang Qiming had chased a few steps when he heard that and froze as if struck by lightning.

"Life, ah~"