Chapter 620: The Son of Heaven Is Being Too Reasonable and Understanding

Jiang Nian had little interest in duck feet, but he was interested in watching the elementary schooler who had her duck feet eaten, seeing her heartache and indignation.

"You won't make me mad enough to die."

He tried to slip past her, ignoring Wang Yuhe, whose foolishness was written all over her face.

"Bye-bye."

Wang Yuhe reached into the desk and rummaged around for a while, then suddenly widened her eyes, turned her head toward Jiang Nian and asked.

"Where's my duck feet?"

"Didn't you eat them this morning?" Jiang Nian said.

"Did I?"

Chen Yunyun waved at him, and when Jiang Nian came closer, she handed him a Fruit Battle Hero keychain.

"Saw it by chance, picked it up on a whim."

"Thanks."

Jiang Nian took it and looked at it for a few moments, then suddenly found it a bit hard to keep a straight face.

"Why is it Pineapple Snowstorm?"

Chen Yunyun pressed her lips together. "Just grabbed it randomly."

"You'd better be." Jiang Nian pointed at her, then casually tucked the keychain into his pocket. "Then I won't dock your points for now."

Hearing that, Chen Yunyun couldn't help feeling a bit unhappy.

"Then give it back."

"No." Jiang Nian stepped back, turned his head, and walked off. "Once it's in my hands, it's mine."

Dong Que turned her head, her gaze sweeping across the classroom bathed in morning light. Following a certain leaping figure, it vanished in a flash.

After turning back, she looked at Tao Ran and said with a complicated expression.

"Group leader, what did you do?"

"What?" Tao Ran looked completely baffled.

"I went to book the counseling room yesterday, and they sent me back." Little Lark said with a speechless look.

Hearing that, Tao Ran went "Oh~~."

He actually hadn't said much yesterday, just sat there quietly and shared a few of his views on catgirls.

"I'll ask Jiang Nian, he might have a way."

Dong Que: "."

She had originally wanted to say "Group leader, please spare the counseling teacher," but the words stopped at her lips and became.

"Fine, then remember to ask."

Li Qingrong appeared at the classroom door, glanced at Jiang Nian. Her gaze dropped to his neck, but she said nothing.

"In the fourth spring of the Qingli era, Teng Zijing...."

Jiang Nian pretended to recite, though he had long since memorized it. He took the chance to turn his head and sneak a peek at the class monitor's expression.

Well, no particular expression.

"Morning self-study for language." he reminded.

"Mm." Li Qingrong's reaction was flat. She glanced at him again and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Jiang Nian felt the class monitor seemed to be in a bad mood, figured it probably wasn't because of him, and after a moment's consideration said.

"Nothing."

"Mm." Li Qingrong nodded.

After two morning classes, the exercise music started playing, and students drifted out of the classroom in twos and threes.

Jiang Nian took the chance to turn his head and look at the class monitor again.

"Angry?"

"No." Li Qingrong stood up, glanced at him. "If wearing it feels uncomfortable, then don't wear it."

She fished something out of her pocket and handed it to Jiang Nian with perfect naturalness.

"For you."

"What's this?" Jiang Nian was puzzled, but he still took it. He opened it and saw it was a peace talisman.

"A talisman?"

"Mm, this one's easier to carry." Li Qingrong watched him tuck the talisman into his phone case, then turned and left.

Jiang Nian suddenly understood, glanced at the class monitor walking away. Then looked down at his phone case again, feeling oddly unaccustomed.

It shouldn't have been a question, and then dissatisfaction.

And in the end, under his own perfectly reasonable explanation, the class monitor reluctantly agreed to his request.

Wear it a few times a week, or a few times a month.

He hadn't expected the Son of Heaven to simply grant him an exemption. Completely unbothered by the jade pendant, she had given him another peace talisman.

Your Majesty is being a bit too reasonable and understanding.

If it were Baby Zhizhi, she would definitely get angry. Then ignore him the whole day, and finally couldn't hold out against his soft coaxing.

Puffing up with anger on one side, while negotiating terms and agreeing on the other.

As for Xu Qianqian, she wouldn't care at all. She'd just give him a good beating, then turn around and go find Song Xiyun.

Chen Yunyun would understand, then softly express her own demands.

Wang Yuhe.

Mm? The barking elementary schooler has no say in the matter.

At noon after school, Tao Ran came looking for Jiang Nian.

"You free?"

"Hm?"

After Tao Ran laid out the reason for coming clearly, even though Jiang Nian had long been mentally prepared, he still almost couldn't hold it together.

"Going again?"

"Didn't finish last time, feels like going twice a week is about right." Tao Ran was quite frank about it.

Jiang Nian actually wasn't joined at the hip with Lan Lan; he figured having someone torment Lan Lan for a bit wasn't bad either.

That woman had really turned into the anime school nurse, slacking off at work all day, free and easy, muddying the waters.

Running into Tao Ran was her doom too.

Still, he owed Lan Lan a favor after all. Even if he wanted to watch the show, once she opened her mouth, he had to handle it.

"Ahem, Class Rep."

"Actually there's something, I don't know if I should tell you."

Seeing Jiang Nian's troubled look, Tao Ran couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled.

"What thing?"

"Lan Lan is a hardcore Bilibili-er, loves watching... ahem

ahem. Last time she told me, furries are—"

Hearing that, Tao Ran's face instantly went blank.

"Hm?"

Cafeteria, after lunch.

Jiang Nian took the initiative to call Lan Lan, ready to give her some good news; a languid voice came from the other end.

"Hello~?"

byd, that woman clearly just woke up. Without the class rep's visit, she's brazenly sleeping on the job?

Time to actually enforce justice.

"Teacher, you just woke up?"

"Nonsense."

Lan Lan retorted, "I didn't go to work at all, got a headache from your class's Li Hua nagging me, took a day off."

Jiang Nian:

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"Fine, but Li Hua won't be going to the counseling room anymore in the future, teacher, you can slack off in peace too."

"Really?" Lan Lan's voice carried delight, as if she sat straight up in bed, "That'd be great."

Then, Lan Lan coughed once. Her voice turned prim too, clearly finally a bit more awake.

She remembered, she was half a teacher, after all.

"That's too bad."

"Student Li Hua, if you have any psychological issues in the future, you can still come find me—after all, this is my job."

"Really?" Jiang Nian asked back too.

"Nope." Lan Lan rolled her eyes on the other end, full of charm; Jiang Nian couldn't see it.

"Recently the school has a batch of work-study names, I'll add your... good classmate to it."

Hearing that, Jiang Nian was a bit speechless.

"???"

But he still patiently asked, "Serving food in the cafeteria? The meal-included kind, right? I'll let her know in a bit."

"No, doing odd jobs for me."

After saying that, Lan Lan paused for a moment on the other end.

【103】 "Even I as a teacher don't get meals included, and you want meals included?"

"I'm your teacher and I don't even get meals provided, and you still expect meals to be provided?"

"A few teachers asked me, I turned them all down. Publicly and privately, Zhou Haifei is the most suitable."

That's what Lan Lan said, but publicly and privately—who really knows.

"Fine, I'll let her know this afternoon."

Jiang Nian agreed; of course he knew it was doing odd jobs for Lan Lan, he just deliberately brought up the cafeteria meal plan.

Actually, the cafeteria meal plan only gets you some greens. How it actually works mainly depends on how generous the contractor is.

But undoubtedly, Lan Lan had both power and money.

That old woman even drove a BMW—he'd seen it two or three times. The car was in decent shape, looked pretty easy to drive too.

"Can't find her at noon, she doesn't go to the cafeteria either, no idea where she's holed up gnawing on cold buns with cold water."

Hearing that, the breathing on that end instantly grew heavy.

"Fine, it's not convenient for me to include meals. But arranging some afternoon tea perks should still be doable."

Before lunch break, the classroom was empty.

Wang Yuhe reciting in the hallway disrupted Jiang Nian's mood for doing problems. He put down his pen, rested his chin on his hand, and looked at Chen Yunyun beside him.

"Purple?"

With a thump, he got whacked the moment he finished saying it.

"Don't say that!" Chen Yunyun's face reddened slightly, and she was a bit speechless too, "This is still a classroom."

"Outside the classroom is fine? Then let's go outside and talk." Jiang Nian nodded, and sure enough got whacked again.

"If you say that again, I'm leaving." Chen Yunyun shot him a look. "Last time you said there'd be awards at the final exam."

"Why is it that now that school's started, the teacher stopped mentioning it?"

"It makes sense not to mention it." Jiang Nian said, "School awards are always like that—silent before the commendation."

"Why?"

"Announcements easily cause trouble. If students kick up a fuss, it adds to the workload, and the awards might even get cancelled."

"Did the homeroom teacher say that?"

"He said it, but won't admit it."

Qingbao's non-stick pan was mainly to stay away from trouble. Old Liu's non-stick pan was purely for getting ahead.

Whenever he gets transferred away, it wouldn't be surprising.

Afternoon.

Li Hua had just walked into the classroom and was already cringing. At the same time, many students in the class were collectively complaining about something.

Jiang Nian: "???"

Damn, how did the world change just from taking a nap.

What happened?

"Some of them said the entrance exam will start sorting classes. Picking out the ones slacking off and sending them down a tier."

"For real or fake?"

"For real. I heard even a teacher nodded in agreement."

Jiang Nian's face was full of question marks, thinking, are you kidding me. Such an absurd rumor could actually spread.

Setting that aside, what tier would you drop in the second semester of senior year three?

Picking the slackers is hard to justify. Why not pick some good-looking ones and send them down to experience romance?

But it had only been a few days since the start of senior year three's second semester, and indeed a few people had trickled out—going home to self-study or taking a leave of absence.

It just so happened that some bastard started the rumor. Those people were afraid of the entrance exam, so they just dropped out.

So even Ceng You, that slacker, started switching personalities. His phone became test papers, flipping through them back and forth.

Li Hua saw Jiang Nian still working on those damn math problems, looking completely calm, and couldn't help but find it hard to watch.

"Nian, how come you're not even a little curious?"

He turned his head and said, "byd, I scored three sixes on my finals. Do I even have a reason to be curious?"

Crude but true, just a bit heartbreaking.

Li Hua recalled when he dominated the sixth group, but those good times were gone forever.

"Don't get cocky, why don't you compare with the class monitor? She scored seven hundred. There's always someone better."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian gave a cold laugh. He turned to look at the class monitor in the back row, waited for her to slowly look up, then spoke.

"Score lower next time. You're not allowed to exceed me."

Li Qingrong glanced at him and nodded.

"Mm." Li Hua's mouth hung open, his jaw nearly hitting the floor.

"Holy shit! You can actually do that?!"

Zhang Nianzhi, hearing this, couldn't help but turn and glance at them. Although she knew it was a joke, she still felt...

—... something's off.

Li Hua hit a wall with Jiang Nian, feeling terribly frustrated. He sighed again and looked at the hardworking Ceng You.

"Damn, why are you starting to grind again?"

"What's the point asking me, ask the stupid leaders. Why pull this weird stuff at a time like this!"

Complaining aside, the sixth group members quieted down, their emotions eased, and each got back to working hard.

Three afternoon classes flew by, and in the blink of an eye it was free study period.

Ring ring ring.

Jiang Nian picked up his test paper and left his seat. "Good son, scoot over. When I come back, I'll make you Crown Prince."

"Cringe!"

Li Hua scooted his chair forward, watching him with a suspicious look.

"Going to find Qingbao again?"

Coincidentally, the biology class rep Yu Yourong had just finished writing the homework list on the blackboard, and her ears perked up as she passed by.

She stopped and said with a serious face.

"You're not allowed to steal my Qingbao!"

Jiang Nian chuckled, finding these two rather amusing. Your Qingbao—how come she texts me in the middle of the night?

【The office printed a test paper. Take it tomorrow to do.】

He was about to leave, but Yu Zhiyi intercepted him with a body check.

"Where to?"

"To see Teacher Qi Xue." Jiang Nian went full show-off, saying coolly, "Going to find Qingbao every day is getting a bit boring."

The moment the words fell, both of them instantly lost their smiles.

"You..."

"Holy shit, what a beast!"

Ma Guojun couldn't take it anymore and couldn't help but speak up.

"You guys are really bored out of your minds. With nothing to do, why ask about that class-three beast? Just giving him another chance to show off."

Jiang Nian laughed, sidestepping past Yu Zhiyi. He meant to slip away quickly, but nearly got stuck.

The biology class representative thing was still a bit too much.

What have you been eating, getting so fat?

Out

of the classroom, going down the stairs.

Jiang Nian thought of Xu Shuang's commission and couldn't help but drift off. Although he'd agreed, he still didn't feel confident about it.

He planned to ask her out again on the weekend to talk it over.

"Hey."

A crisp voice pulled his thoughts back.

Looking up, he saw Ji Jiayu, wearing a bright-colored windbreaker, just coming out of the grade-level office.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Ahem, nothing." Jiang Nian brushed her off with a line, then prepared to head inside, when suddenly he thought of something.

He turned back and asked, "What did Ji Ming want with you?"

Ji Jiayu looked surprised. "Tomorrow morning they're handing out the end-of-term exam awards—red envelopes and meal cards. Old Liu didn't tell you?"

Hearing that, Jiang Nian was speechless for quite a while.

"Useless Old Liu."

Setting that aside, Little Turtle relied on the big tree that was Ji Ming. Under normal circumstances, information still reached him quickly.

Besides, he was fairly generous about sharing information.

As for whether she was like that with everyone else, Jiang Nian couldn't be bothered to think about it.

"Got it, I know." Jiang Nian lifted his foot to leave. "I'm heading to the math office, bye-bye."

"Wait." Ji Jiayu suddenly called out to him.

"Hmm?"

"Could you do me a small favor?" she said.

Knock knock knock, the sound of knocking on a door rang out.

Teacher Qi Xue was writing something and said without looking up.

"Come in."

Jiang Nian looked around and saw that besides one teacher in the corner, he was the only student in the entire office.

This is—getting a private tutorial?

He set the test paper aside and found a chair to sit down.

"Teacher, where is everyone else?"