If it’s snacks like potato chips being handed out, Jiang Nian will go to the bathroom. Because he doesn’t like potato chips. But this time it was small Daliyuan bread being distributed, and he was skipped. He couldn’t tolerate it instantly and grabbed a pack. Then he swiped a cheap toy gun from Yao Beibei’s desk, driven by rubber bands with a trigger. Technically, this thing exceeded certain joules. It’s considered a banned item on campus. This thing is quite dangerous, controlling four boys in Group 6 for one and a half evening self-study sessions without doing any homework. Elementary school kids might get bored, but for high schoolers, it’s just right. Zhang Ningzhi looked somewhat speechless, thinking to herself, is it really that fun? When Jiang Nian turned his head over, she pointed with her lips. "Let me play with it." Jiang Nian was stunned for a moment, then cautiously said. "You can’t shoot me with it." "Oh." Zhang Ningzhi honestly promised. She fiddled with it for a bit and shot a small paper ball at Jiang Nian. Splat, the paper ball fell from Jiang Nian’s arm. At that moment, Zhang Ningzhi’s face turned red. Her eyes were wandering, her eyelashes fluttering like a silly deer frozen in place. Alright, I’ll shoot you now. Jiang Nian confiscated her toy gun and tossed it to Li Hua the corporal. When he turned his head back to look at Zhang Ningzhi, he noticed she was already lying on the desk pretending to be dead, head down, seriously doing a task. Jiang Nian said nothing, waiting until class ended. Zhizhi wanted to run, but he pulled her back and pressed her into her seat. Seeing most people around had left, he reached out to touch her closed thighs, leaving a lingering warmth on his fingers. Zhang Ningzhi quickly closed her legs, letting out a soft whimper, feeling embarrassed yet conceding it was her own fault. If not for her itchy hands, she wouldn’t be facing this situation. "Go wash your hands!" Zhang Ningzhi whispered, frowning, "Why are you laughing, gosh you’re so annoying!" "No need, I don’t mind if your pants are dirty." Jiang Nian said. "You!" Zhang Ningzhi knew he was playing dumb, afraid he’ll smell his fingers, "You better not be a pervert." "Of course not." Jiang Nian raised his hand. Zhang Ningzhi stared at him, cheeks puffing. "What are you doing?" "My hands are a bit sore, gotta move them." Jiang Nian turned his head and asked, "Why, baby, are you that controlling?" "Just am!" Zhang Ningzhi was dissatisfied. Jiang Nian interlaced his fingers and propped them on the table. He slowly leaned towards his fingers while cautiously observing Zhang Ningzhi’s reaction. Zhang Ningzhi stared— "You dare, I won’t speak to you anymore." Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian tested a few more times. Seeing Zhang Ningzhi’s face changing colors like a chameleon, he eventually gave up. "Hmph." Zhang Ningzhi claimed the final victory, slightly frowning, handing him a wet wipe, "Clean your hands." "Your pants aren’t dirty?" Jiang Nian was surprised. "I’m talking about your hands, not pants." Zhang Ningzhi was about to explode like a little adult, "Wipe your hands." "Oh." Jiang Nian lowered his head. He thought, it won’t be long before he can touch some other parts. So fierce, sooner or later she won’t be able to resist before he kisses her. After all, Zhizhi won’t be able to hold her hard tone for long. Speaking of kissing, Jiang Nian remembered Xu Qianqian. After kissing last night’s neck, she hasn’t replied much since. Suddenly he was a bit expectant of meeting her after evening self-study. To be honest, he is indeed eighteen. He’s kind of lustful. This point can’t be denied by any boy, but normally it’s rational. Unless provoked, triggering some kind of switch. What’s that word again, lustful heart? No, it’s tasting the marrow. Not to mention earlier at noon, he accidentally saw a smooth white line on the rooftop, which made him a bit restless. Suspect Guo Xiaosi, understand Guo Xiaosi, become Guo Xiaosi. No wonder he likes filming Ji Ni Tai without pause. The temptations of adolescence are indeed great, without proper values for guidance. Ultimately, a hundred percent, it leads to an abortion. What? The child is born! My parents will raise it. You truly are a filial son. Speaking of which, can you afford a thirty-plus-thousand-dollar betrothal gift? What about the five gold items, the nurturing gift, the get-on/get-off car gift, relatives’ red envelopes? Even if you steal your grandparents’ pension, it wouldn’t be enough to get married. Thus, the betrothal gift turns people into ghosts. Thinking of this, Jiang Nian zoned out for a bit. He wondered, if he graduates from high school with a child, whether Old Jiang and his wife would be pleased or not. They’d probably kill him. At this moment, the bell rang for class. Zhang Ningzhi originally wanted to procrastinate but was stopped by Jiang Nian. But it wasn’t too obvious, so she had to hold it for another forty minutes. Seeing Jiang Nian spaced out, she couldn’t help but ask another question. "What are you thinking?" Jiang Nian replied, "Betrothal fragments." Zhang Ningzhi’s face instantly turned red, thinking Jiang Nian was a bit too conservative, touching a leg doesn’t mean having to pay a betrothal gift. "That kind of thing doesn’t have to be... that urgent." "Sigh." Jiang Nian sighed, slightly lamenting, "Not urgent? I might end up falling in the future....." The words hadn’t been finished when Li Hua walked in. "Standing by the classroom door, seeing you two chatting away, what’s got you so happy?" "Talking about how much betrothal you’ll have to pay when you get married in the future." Jiang Nian always liked to mess around, directly turning the tables. "I’m not going to marry a Zhen Nan person in the future, why a betrothal gift?" Li Hua’s lips curved up, "A true man aims far." Hearing this, Jiang Nian curiously asked. "Where are you running off to?" "Haven’t thought about it yet, maybe... He... " Li Hua uttered the word "He" and then saw Jiang Nian’s lips curving up. "He... anywhere that makes sense, but certainly not staying in Zhen Nan." After finding his words, Li Hua wanted to counter-question someone. The words stopped at his lips, thinking to himself that this byd is flirting around in class. In the future, who knows where he’ll go. Forget it, don’t give him the chance to show off. If he really says the one he likes is right beside him, wouldn’t he explode, just like that? But he’s not envious at all. On to the second evening self-study session. Not long into the self-study, Qingbao came in from outside. After sitting on the podium for a while, she circled around the classroom. Online on the podium, solving a wave of students’ problems. Then she went over to Jiang Nian’s row and called him out. "Hmm?" Chen Yunyun looked up. She had slightly more attention towards Jiang Nian’s side, mainly out of curiosity, not knowing what the teacher wanted with him. Perhaps because of Jiang Nian’s biology score, though 97 is indeed a bit incredible. This shows effort is important. With a word nullifying Jiang Nian’s talent; if he knew this, he’d definitely be aggravated and pull Chen Yunyun over for a tussle. Jiang Nian had a few lucid dreams featuring Chen Yunyun. First this, then that, finally stopped short, waking up from the dream. On the other side of the classroom, Yu Zhiyi also noticed this scene from afar. On this matter, she gritted her teeth. "Boohoo, has NTR already started?" After becoming a Fire Shadow... no, after becoming a biology class representative, she gradually understood Liu Bang, felt Jiang Nian was useless. Ready to subtly report him after they’re square. Unexpectedly, today Jiang Nian taught her a lesson. What it means to be once a Crown Prince, always a Crown Prince. Why didn’t Qingbao call her out, a mere workload tool? Yu Zhiyi’s teeth were grinding; a village cannot have two Fire Shadows. "Jiang Nian, I’m the real Fire Shadow!" "Fire Shadow?" Xie Zhihao suddenly looked up, glancing around, "Where’s the Fire Shadow? Kakashi is my favorite." Yu Zhiyi thought what an idiot, kept her head down to continue writing homework. Secretly determined, will ask Jiang Nian what’s going on later. Outside the classroom corridor. Jiang Nian, looking at Qingbao not far from him, curiously asked. "Teacher, what’s up?" "Nothing much, just wanted to tell you I’ve been selected on the Excellent Teacher list." Qingbao smoothed her wind-tousled hair behind her ears. In truth, she had no one to share it with. Normally she’s quite solitary in the office, always thinking about biology teaching while at work. Off work, she just lies around, playing games. "That’s great, does it mean you can get an award?" Jiang Nian asked excitedly, "Does being shortlisted mean it’s confirmed?" "Not necessarily." Qingbao hesitated for a moment, "If selected, I might need to ask you about learning experiences." "Sure." Jiang Nian thought for a bit, pulled out a scratch-off card from his coat pocket, "Teacher, here’s some luck for you." Qingbao took a look at it, a ten-yuan scratch card, instantly relieved, anything above twenty she’d not dare to accept. Not that she wasn’t daring, just inappropriate. "Why waste money on these things?" Qingbao frowned, slightly dissatisfied, "How many did you buy?" "Just one, just a lucky grab." Jiang Nian fibbed a little. Qingbao couldn’t be bothered listening, waving him into class. She didn’t scratch it, rather putting it in her pocket. An entire self-study period passed. Returning to the office, she recalled still having a scratch-off card in the lesson plan folder. Promptly remembering Jiang Nian’s "good luck" remark. Almost involuntarily, Qingbao opened the scratch-off card. Coincidentally, a male teacher walked in, saw her cautiously scratching something, came over for a look. "Why only buy a ten-yuan one?" Qingbao not knowing how to respond, simply said. "One ticket, the odds are small, basically a loss." The male teacher kept chattering, "Best you buy a whole book." "Teacher Zhong, do you know how to choose scratch-offs to win?" Qingbao was nearly fed up with his prattle but felt awkward about telling him off. So, she kept silent, continuing to scratch. Though she didn’t hold much hope, she needed to scratch it. In case Jiang Nian asked about it next time, she’d feel guilty if left without answers, or misunderstandings could arise. Scratching carefully, she suddenly stopped. "What?" The male teacher took a look, immediately widened his eyes, "Teacher Zhong, your luck is pretty good." "Too bad it’s just twenty, only doubled." Hearing this, Qingbao only pursed her lips. Not caring much for the male teacher’s words, if more than twenty, she really wouldn’t dare to accept it. Nonetheless, Jiang Nian’s "lucky" words came true. This is genuine "good luck." During a ten-minute break. Jiang Nian, just back from the bathroom, was called to a remote stairway by the biology class representative. Yu Zhiyi, lowering her voice, questioned him quietly. "What did the biology teacher say to you?" "Oh, the teacher said she was having a hard time adjusting to the new class representative." Jiang Nian said, "Hoped I could fill in for a while longer." "Impossible!" Yu Zhiyi became anxious, her movements so exaggerated, she bounced a bit, "You’re lying!" "It’s nothing, just some Direct Disciple secrets." He gave her a glance, "Score 97 and you’ll know." "Aren’t you bullying people?" Yu Zhiyi scowled, "Jiang Nian, remember, I’m the biology class representative." Did the village get attacked by tail beasts again? "Hush, who allowed you to speak here?" Jiang Nian fearlessly said, "Got time, go get a couple of tail beast jades by the village entrance." "Forget it, I’ll ask the teacher to replace you." Jiang Nian continued, "Damn it, others might have a disloyal nature, but your back could fit an aircraft carrier." "Wrong, wrong, bro." Yu Zhiyi immediately knelt, "There were too many people outside, little Yu spoke tougher." "You only called me for this?" Jiang Nian curiously asked. "Not quite, there’s another matter." Yu Zhiyi said, "The thing we talked about last time, when are you doing it?"