"Changing the subject, huh?" "Let’s see, anyway, I’m just whatever." Xu Qianqian spread her hands, "I don’t really care about such things." Jiang Nian cleared his throat, "I do intend to do whatever." So, what does "whatever" mean? Xu Qianqian thought for a moment and looked at him seriously. "But I don’t recommend you do whatever, because I’ll break your legs." The two were too familiar with each other, knowing each other’s weaknesses all too well. When she noticed Jiang Nian’s expression was off and gradually whatever, Xu Qianqian realized he was making a dirty joke. Jiang Nian was indifferent to her remark. If he could do whatever, breaking a leg wouldn’t affect eating or anything indecent. It wouldn’t hurt, which means no loss. What if only one leg gets broken? Wouldn’t that be a gain? The white mist rolled in front of the late-night food stall. Xu Qianqian’s little face was white with a flush, as pretty as porcelain. Her eyes became hazy when she was hungry. "Give me two skewers of fish balls. No... better make it five..." She thought for a moment, then turned her head to ask. "Jiang Nian, do you eat fish balls?" "You have the fish balls, I’ll eat something else." Jiang Nian waved his hand in refusal, not at all tempted by the rolling fish balls. "Oh, boss, two skewers, please." Xu Qianqian extended two fingers and smiled at the stall, dimples showing. Jiang Nian held his bag and watched from the side. Honestly, Xu Qianqian was like an ice cream. Always floating in front of his eyes, glowing white when the sun hit. Even after all these years, every time he saw her, he still felt a twinge of amazement. Xu Qian, the crusher of sycophants. Jiang Nian glanced at his phone before washing up, there were no new messages. After washing up and drying his hair, he glanced at it again upon returning to his room. Twenty-seven unread messages. Out of sheer survival instinct, his phone lock screen never shows messages. So reading messages was always like gambling. If it was from corporate WeChat or QQ official notifications, he would instantly get defensive and start swearing. Honestly, those byd promo accounts really have no sense of boundaries. After clicking open, he found two new WeChat messages were from the class monitor. The remaining twenty-six were from four people on QQ. He thought about it and decided to open WeChat first. After all, WeChat usually meant serious matters, possibly some latest instructions. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on ɴo(v)elFɪre.ɴet "I smacked your chick." Jiang Nian glanced at it, sensing something was off. Suspecting it was his eyes deceiving him, he looked at the message again. Is this the point? Clearly not. How did the class monitor suddenly start playing this kind of game? For someone who sends smiley emojis, this was a bit avant-garde. "Who taught you this?" Jiang Nian was surprised and typed to ask, "Was it Cai Xiaoqing again?" Li Qingrong: "She told me not to say." The timid smiling tiger, Nie Qiqi. Jiang Nian felt embarrassed to smack the class monitor’s chick. The key was he didn’t like playing this kind of game, making the whole situation a bit tough to maintain. "I give up, I’ll regain face tomorrow." After exchanging goodnights with the class monitor, he sat down at the desk, pulled out his test paper, and wrote for about twenty minutes before opening QQ. It was close to midnight. He was used to this and prepared to concentrate on replying to messages. Zhang Ningzhi sent a cute emoji, urging him. "Beep-beep, come chat." Jiang Nian took a glance and manually replied. "Did you take a shower?" Jiang Nian: "Then let’s see your legs, whether they’re clean." "Big pervert!" Zhang Ningzhi sent a disgusted emoji and curiously asked, "Did you finish the test paper?" "Yeah, almost." Jiang Nian answered truthfully, "Just don’t..." However, Zhang Ningzhi didn’t seem that interested in the test paper itself. Before he could finish, she replied immediately. "So after finishing the test paper, what do you usually do?" If someone else asked this kind of question, Jiang Nian would find it strange. If it was Zhang Ningzhi, he found it quite sensible. As long as it’s a cute girl, even if there are other motives, it’s fine. "After finishing the test paper..." Jiang Nian typed as he thought, and after a moment said, "I read Ostrovsky’s book for a while." Don’t ask who that is, as long as there’s "-vsky," it’s highbrow. Zhang Ningzhi sent an emoji with a little round face looking puzzled, directly asking. "Isn’t it watching that kind of video?" What kind of video, the kind that’s like... the faint shadow of apricot blossoms while playing flute until dawn, that has a classical elegance. The sophistication level went up again at this moment. He realized something, the casual talk during evening self-study on Sunday afternoon driving stick was taken seriously by Zhizhi. A bit awkward, but it was fine. "Oh, I was joking." Jiang Nian typed to explain, "I study on Sundays, so I don’t like going to the internet café with them." In fact, he didn’t study either. Usually on Sundays, he was busy with afternoon tea socializing. Either playing cards with girls or mooching food and drinks. Zhang Ningzhi: "Liar, lying expert." After sending the message, she eagerly forwarded Jiang Nian an article about how teenagers should practice restraint. Jiang Nian felt a bit embarrassed, momentarily not knowing what to say. "Oh, I know you’re not." Swiping out of WeChat, he sighed. He should say less of this kind of thing in front of Zhizhi next time to avoid misunderstandings. He opened Chen Yunyun’s chat box, and a new message popped up. Chen Yunyun: "What are you doing?" "Writing a test paper, wanting to look at legs." Jiang Nian and Chen Yunyun chatted as a habit, speaking more directly. "Huh?" Chen Yunyun was stunned. "No real reason, just want to see." After a while, Chen Yunyun hesitated for a moment. Seeing that, Jiang Nian thought she was joking. In the next second, a picture popped up, the dim top bunk of the dormitory at midnight. The outline of a pair of long legs vaguely visible. Out of instinct, he saved the picture. After everything was done, he leisurely began to appreciate it. Undoubtedly, these legs weren’t stock photos, but real shots. Misty ice cream legs, slurp slurp. Jiang Nian waited for a while, but there was no retraction from Chen Yunyun. Suddenly he realized this picture wasn’t her limit. In the dead of night, it couldn’t have been a warning, could it? He felt Chen Yunyun had a bias against him; he only talked about whatever, but in real life, he wasn’t. Jiang Nian: "Any more?" Only saying curiosity is a common human sentiment. After reluctantly admiring the leg photo, he chatted a bit more with Chen Yunyun. When he felt about right, he said goodnight. Among them, Yao Beibei was the most absurd, sending a long string of messages by herself. Jiang Nian clicked in to read all the messages, his face becoming odd. Typing and then deleting, replying, "Let’s see it tomorrow." Yao Beibei immediately replied: "Okay." Even though he continued working on the test paper until two in the night, upon waking up Jiang Nian still had images of legs on his mind.