Chapter 614: Fangfang: So It Was Me?

Jiang Nian paid it no mind and turned away.

"Oh."

He didn't have a girlfriend anyway, so he always looked openly. Besides, she wasn't exactly a stranger — desire for food and beauty is human nature.

Still, that was all there was to it.

This woman's train of thought was too strange — the moment he paid her any attention, she'd get worked up. After fussing for half the day, pushing and pinching.

"Need your help with something." Yu Zhiyi poked him again when she saw his coldness. "Help me move some books later, will you?"

"Got new biology test papers?"

"No, it's the reading room's..." Yu Zhiyi pressed her lips together. "I'm not feeling great today, don't really want to go."

"Oh, I see." Jiang Nian gave a calm nod. "Alright, I've got the basic situation."

"Ah, my shoelace came loose."

He squatted down, and under Yu Zhiyi's strange gaze, took off at a dead sprint from a standstill, darting back to the classroom in a flash.

Yu Zhiyi: "???"

Back in the classroom.

Ma Guojun looked at him with a grin, waggling his brows.

"What did she want?"

"That nosy?" Jiang Nian pointed at the fat guy. "If you were a woman, you'd definitely be a famous gossip."

"Just asking casually."

"Nothing much, just moving books."

The moment the second-period math class ended, the classroom collapsed into a sprawl of prone bodies again.

Sunlight slanted in by the doorway, the speaker crackled twice, and the next second, Uncle Jiang's stirring Athletes' March blared out.

Liu Yang carried the flag up to the podium, listless.

"Morning jog time."

Down below, Li Hua tugged at Jiang Nian, a rather scheming grin spreading across his face as he speculated maliciously.

"Has Liu Yang gotten a bit fatter?"

"Hmm?"

"Looks like it." On closer look, Jiang Nian did spot some signs. "It's normal to gain weight after falling in love."

"Is it normal?" Li Hua was puzzled.

Zhang Ningzhi turned her head cutely and said, "You've hit the group leader's blind spot."

"Eat shit!!" Li Hua was a bit stung, then glanced at Zhang Ningzhi. "You haven't gotten fat either."

At those words, Zhang Ningzhi's face flushed slightly.

"What are you even saying."

She glanced at Jiang Nian again, saw he had no reaction, pressed her lips together, and tucked away her slightly shy expression.

During the big-break jog, Jiang Nian went downstairs and headed to the cafeteria alone.

"How could you be so heartless!"

Yu Zhiyi popped out from god knows where, on the little path by the cafeteria's side door, glaring at him through gritted teeth.

"I told you I wasn't feeling well, and you wouldn't even help."

Hearing that, Jiang Nian deliberated for a moment.

"What's wrong — when I'm

feeling bad, I don't ask you to help either, do I? If it really comes to it, just find yourself a boyfriend."

"byd, we're just classmates."

Yu Zhiyi was speechless, but she didn't just turn and leave. The more unwilling Jiang Nian was, the more she wanted to keep pushing.

Even though she was the one who lost out every time, she was always like a gambler, endlessly enjoying the attempt.

Wanting to make him pay for it head-on.

She flared up on the spot, her chest heaving.

"It's just moving books!"

Jiang Nian heard that and said, "Then let me ask you — where are we?"

"The cafeteria."

"Then why did I come to the cafeteria?"

"How would I know, you..." Yu Zhiyi rolled her eyes. "Maybe, you're hungry or something."

"Hungry and no strength — what books am I supposed to move?" Jiang Nian gave her a dead-fish stare. "I'm not helping, but you've got your own ways, don't you."

"You!!!"

Jiang Nian had zero interest in who Yu Zhiyi found to help her.

"I'm going to eat."

Saying that, he slipped past Yu Zhiyi. Infuriated, she stomped her foot hard — then immediately sucked in a sharp breath of cold air.

He just had no interest in doing her any favors,

unless there was something in it for him.

When the class got back from the jog, most of them were carrying jackets in their hands, trailing along with the Gao San main force, drenched in sweat as they went upstairs.

Li Hua and Ceng You had started betting back on the field — betting who could make it from the first floor to the fourth floor in one go.

The stakes were a bit outrageous — eating a piece of the other's foot skin.

By the time they reached the second floor, their faces were almost purple. They scared the people around them into shrieking, thinking the two were about to drop dead.

"What does the sole of your foot taste like?" Jiang Nian asked the two of them.

"A little salty," Li Hua said.

Ceng You said, "Tasteless, just ordinary."

"Cool," Jiang Nian gave a thumbs-up, having only heard about the bet and the terrified Liu Yang.

He thought someone had run to death, his legs went weak.

As for whether these two cool guys ate it or not, no one knew.

Lin Dong tried to strike up a conversation with a girl from Class One, only to find out she had a boyfriend, leaving him utterly embarrassed.

"It's already the second semester—why are so many people dating?"

Sun Zhicheng heard Lin Dong's complaint, adjusted his pretentious glasses, and cleared his throat to offer his opinion.

"The pressure's huge—emotions need an outlet."

Liu Yang walked over and said casually.

"They just clicked."

He finished speaking, only to find Lin Dong and Sun Zhicheng staring at him—eyes filled with "congratulations," silently.

"I c..." (same as Liu Haizhu)

The third class was

Qian Bao's—she wore a long black dress with a short gray jacket over it.

She had a small habit: inserting bits of life experience into her lessons.

"During the New Year, I attended a classmate's wedding. Both were high school classmates—they went from school uniforms to wedding gowns."

The class gasped in awe, a wave of envy.

"Teacher, your classmate just got married," Li Hua suddenly asked, "why did you get married so early?"

"Yeah, teacher."

"Because...:..:" Qian Bao didn't answer directly, "because you'll understand when you grow up—it wouldn't help to explain now."

The class laughed for a while, then started teasing the couples in class.

"So envious," Zhang Nenzhi said.

Jiang Nian turned to look at her, nodding slightly.

"Indeed, Qian Bao's talent for dragging things out—if you learned it, you could become a salary thief at work."

"Oh no, that's not it!" Zhang Nenzhi hit him, "I meant your teacher's classmate's wedding!"

"If you're that envious, then I wish you'd get married at twenty-eight..." Jiang Nian stopped mid-sentence.

Fuck, better not say it.

"Hmph!!" Zhang Nenzhi turned away, snatching back the lemon tea she'd just given him.

Jiang Nian looked unconcerned—he had hands and feet of his own.

If he wanted to drink, he'd steal it himself.

He bent over his test paper for a while, then noticed out of the corner of his eye—Li Hua, the hyperactive kid, had suddenly become quiet.

"Hmm?"

He looked up and met Qian Bao's gaze.

The old woman smiled. "Jiang Nian, you're still doing problems in class? No need to ask—it's definitely an English test, right?"

Some high school teachers didn't strictly monitor students—let alone Qian Bao, who had a personal connection with him.

Jiang Nian looked up, not the least embarrassed.

"Pretty much—all sines and cosines and stuff."

At this, the class burst into laughter. Ma Guojun gave a thumbs-up, nearly laughing himself off his seat.

To be this brazen in front of Qian Bao—truly legendary.

"Won't the English teacher get mad?" Sun Zhicheng turned to Lin Dong, asking casually.

Lin Dong frowned. "Top-scoring seed? Why would the teacher get mad?"

After school.

Jiang Nian took the lemon tea from Zhang Nenzhi's drawer while she was gone and returned it to its rightful owner.

On the way downstairs, he ran into Chen Yunyun and the others.

Wang Yuhe saw him, her expression changed instantly—she hid the chicken feet in her hand, watching him warily.

He was speechless. "What are you doing?"

"Don't take my chicken feet."

"Who eats chicken feet? I don't even like them," Jiang Nian said. "Eat too many, and you'll ruin your studies."

Wang Yuhe widened her eyes. "Who said that?"

"Don't know—old folks, I guess," Jiang Nian continued to scare her. "The only solution is to give the chicken feet away."

Wang Yuhe:

》

Jiang Nian turned to Chen Yunyun and tilted his chin.

"Washing your hair?"

"Mm," Chen Yunyun nodded, then added, "We're moving dorms tomorrow—are you free?"

"Yeah."

Jiang Nian agreed. When girls in the class moved dorms, Old Liu would always organize the boys to go help together.

Other classes were probably the same—word must've already spread.

But there's still no word from Class Three.

Ha Jiliu is particular about notifications—he won't speak up unless the grade group confirms it.

Perfect chance to go check out the girls' dorm.

He said, "Should I help you two move?"

"I can do it myself!" Wang Yuhe clenched her fists, straightened her chest, "Faster than you."

"Cool, cool." Jiang Nian patted her shoulder, "I'm off to eat. Brave warrior, take care."

Chen Yunyun burst into silent laughter, watching him turn and leave.

After lunch break ended.

Zhang Ningzhi discovered her lemon tea had vanished—she instantly puffed up with anger. This guy was too slippery, and his face was too thick.

"You drank my drink again!"

"Really?" Jiang Nian mumbled, "Maybe. I got thirsty during lunch break—drank it all in a dream."

"I enjoy drinking beverages in my dreams."

Zhang Ningzhi:

Afternoon classes were dull; the last period was a quiet self-study.

Lao Liu suddenly entered the classroom, found Jiang Nian, and took him to the office, pouring hot tea.

"Jiang Nian, sit down."

"Huh?"

He found a seat, assuming Lao Liu wanted to talk—about his recent situation, his mental state, that sort of thing.

Maybe even check if he was in a puppy love affair.

They exchanged a few routine pleasantries, then Lao Liu suddenly shifted topics to the Hundred-Day Oath Ceremony.

"The high school wants you to give a speech."

Jiang Nian was stunned and asked:

"Which high school? Nan Province Polytechnic?"

Lao Liu:

,

"They're a university—why would they call a Gao Zhongsheng?" he said, exasperated. "It's Vice Principal Gao, in charge of academics."

There were many vice principals at Zhennan High School, but only one in charge of academics.

"Oh, I remember." Jiang Nian rubbed his chin, "The one with glasses, quiet and refined?"

"Yes." Lao Liu nodded.

At the same time, a surge of excitement rose in him. Vice Principal Gao's position was his ultimate goal.

At the same time, a surge of excitement rose in his heart. The position of Vice Principal Gao was the ultimate goal he had been striving for.

Jiang Nian winced.

Ha Jiliu, you never forget your original aspiration, do you?

Jiang Nian had long suspected that Class Three's absurdity—their whole vibe—might have started with Lao Liu and slowly spread.

"Teacher, didn't I already speak on stage last time?"

"So what?" Lao Liu looked at him, puzzled. "Fair competition—no backroom deals."

Jiang Nian: "If it's competition..."

"But the final decision still rests with Vice Principal Gao." Lao Liu's lips curled into a smile.

"Ah, alright." He wasn't opposed to going on stage—it was a chance to show off, and only he'd be up there.

"The Hundred-Day Oath Ceremony is next..."

"Friday." Lao Liu said, "Next Zhou Yi there's a diagnostic exam; after grading for two days, it'll be Friday."

Jiang Nian: "... Is that really that precise?"

"Everything's calculated." Lao Liu sipped his tea. "Only a hundred days left—we must hurry."

Still, at least he'd heard real news.

Diagnostic exam next Zhou Yi.

Lao Liu's mouth was sealed tighter than a wax stamp—he'd never reveal the Burning Scripture until who knew when.

"By the way, Teacher." Jiang Nian remembered something and asked curiously, "Are we switching dorms tomorrow?"

Hearing this, Lao Liu hesitated for a moment.

"Yes."

"When?"

Lao Liu said, "The official notice hasn't come yet, but it should be right after the second class in the morning, during running exercise time..."

Jiang Nian nodded, and as he left the office, he casually shared the news with Chen Yunyun, then strolled slowly upstairs.

Jiang Nian nodded, and as he left the office, he casually shared the news with Chen Yunyun, then strolled upstairs at a leisurely pace.

Lao Liu suddenly called a half-class meeting and announced the news—just as Jiang Nian had expected.

"So, how many guys from our class will help our female boarders move their stuff?"

"Ah, a few boys from our class, come help the boarding girls from our class move their stuff."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Hua stood up immediately.

The moment the words fell, Li Hua was the first to stand up.

The class erupted in laughter and began to cheer him on. He waved to the crowd like an uncrowned king.

The class erupted in laughter and began to egg him on. Like an uncrowned king, he waved to the people around him.

"Keep it low-key, keep it low-key."

Jiang Nian also raised his hand, blending into the second group. He was unremarkable, but caught Zhang Nizhi's attention.

"Who are you helping move?"

"Empress Fangfang." Jiang Nian turned to look at her.

?? replied, "Aren't we the only girl living on campus in our group?"

The expression on Huang Fang's face at that moment.

So it's me?

Zhang Nizhi felt a twinge of guilt under Jiang Nian's gaze, thinking she'd only asked casually—he'd misunderstood her again.

"Oh oh, then who's the group leader?"

At this, Li Hua's expression mirrored Huang Fang's exactly.

"I… I'm also helping…"

Jiang Nian's face broke into a faint smile; he propped his head up and stared silently at Li Hua. "Hua, go on."

"Chi Shi!"

Zhang Nizhi wasn't particularly concerned with Li Hua; she quietly turned her head to glance at the class monitor, who was now propping her head up, lost in thought.

After snapping out of it, she wrote the answer directly onto the blank exam paper.

Baby Zhizhi, seeing this, looked utterly baffled.

"???"

At the end of the first evening self-study session, Jiang Nian was about to go relieve himself when a soft *ding* sounded in his ear—the interface appeared.

【Ding! At thirty-eight, you look back on the past twenty years.】

"I wish to drink wine with osmanthus, but it's no longer like youthful days. The past cannot be changed—only silently remembered."

Task: Take a walk with Zhang Nihao around Zhennan Middle School and eat street food at the school gate. Reward: 【Observer】.

Note: When this skill activates, you can see the target's mental and physical state. (CD: 3 days)

Observer?

Isn't that just a blue bar?

Jiang Nian couldn't hold back—he could see someone else's blue bar, but what good would that do?

It couldn't be, uh…

The target is exhausted but still pushing on.

Instantly see through them in one second?

Thinking it over, it was kind of interesting.

But now it was evening self-study. There was no time to complete the task—Nihao had vanished somewhere.

Just as he was about to rise from his seat, someone grabbed him.

He turned his head and saw Li Qingrong say.

"I don't want to go back."