Jiang Nian didn’t pay much attention and hurriedly shoved his meal card into Chen Yunyun’s hands. "Stop speaking aluminum copper and let us speak some Chinese. You’re the prettiest, take this card and swipe it, treat yourselves to a meal." Having said that, he hastily left. Chen Yunyun was left standing there, not hearing anything else. Her ears only filtered out one sentence, "You’re the best-looking." Wang Yuhe didn’t hear anything else, just caught the word "meal." All one can say is, everything’s good. Jiang Nian got busy, leading the crew from Class Three out for a meal. Instead of choosing a small restaurant, he picked somewhere with a higher grade. "Whoa? So generous?" Ma Guojun adjusted his glasses, completely stunned, "Are you cashing in your bonus early or what?" "Could be, maybe Jiang Nian from Byd won’t ask us to go Dutch?" Li Hua poured tea to warm the bowls, "I’m the first not to pay." "No worries, I’ll get a few girls to reimburse." Jiang Nian instinctively bragged, "I’ll take a hit, sacrifice myself to treat everyone." "Chi Shi!" Li Hua couldn’t hold it anymore and burst out swearing, "The bastard isn’t even pretending, getting a few girls to split, right?" Lin Dong suddenly lost his appetite, put down his chopsticks and said. "Not eating is fine, can you cosplay a sunny doll outside the classroom door?" The big guy Ma Guojun almost spat out his drink, "Such person should be shamed! Get girls from class..." "Wait! You mean girls from our class, right?" Jiang Nian just smiled without answering, aiming for some soul-searching. "Drag him into the bathroom now to shame him, can’t stand it." Sun Zhicheng was the most conflicted, picking up and putting down his glass, but winning the match took some edge off his melancholy. After all, just one more match and he could hold the champion trophy. In the past, he might have worried too much, but after knowing that secret, half his heart settled down. Undoubtedly, Jiang Nian would choose the class leader. It’s impossible not to be envious, after all, the class leader’s beauty, brains, and background all exceed expectations. But he understood well that contentment brings happiness. Now they’re together, his opportunity is here. No matter what, he’s continuously progressing rather than wasting time. Sun Zhicheng couldn’t help thinking of Xie Zhihao, pretending to chase after girls from Class Zero. The dining table was noisy, and under Jiang Nian’s lead, they all started showing off. "I mean, scoring six hundred is still like a stray dog..." "Kick this fool out!" "My family said once I turn eighteen in a few months, they’ll buy a house in my name. It’s annoying, taking on a mortgage directly." "Damn, this needs to be cremated." Only Jiang Nian looked calm after coming back from an off-campus dinner with a few others. The rest, either had flushed faces or were zoned out. Even Ma Guojun drank a little later on. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn N(o)vᴇl(F)ire.nᴇt Technically, drinking isn’t allowed in senior year. But after being suppressed for so long in senior year, the second dinner really got out of hand. The atmosphere among the guys was high, naturally they drank. Li Hua was the least resistant, vomited a rainbow. Retaining some sense going back to school, once back in the warm classroom, he shut down completely. Jiang Nian gathered the eating cards on the table, estimating that they were returned by Chen Yunyun. "What class tonight?" Zhang Ningzhi glanced at him reluctantly and said a word. "Oh, then I’ll do some chemistry." Jiang Nian raised his eyebrows and smiled, "By the way, did your afternoon go well?" "Smooth." Zhang Ningzhi finally calmed his puffed-up cheeks when hearing him mention his own situation, "What’s up?" "Nothing much, just curious what activities you have tonight." Jiang Nian pulled out a test paper and casually replied. "Nothing much, mostly just sleep isn’t it?" Zhang Ningzhi wondered, "Um, or maybe chat a bit at most." Not only Zhang Ningzhi was unhappy but also the class leader. Li Qingrong didn’t pay any attention to Jiang Nian the whole evening, nor did she respond when he tried to talk, just silently watching him. "Why not talk, acting a bit dumb." Jiang Nian pinched Li Qingrong’s clean pale little hand, mimicking an aluminum copper gesture, maybe the class leader naturally dislikes talking. "Seeing you’re not upset, I’m relieved." Li Qingrong gazed at him wistfully but helpless. She could only lower her eyes towards the test paper, continuing the standoff with Jiang Nian. The whole period of the evening self-study, Old Liu didn’t show up. During the third evening’s English self-study, Qianbao strolled around the classroom, originally wanting to ask Jiang Nian if he passed Subject Two. But seeing him seriously working on the test paper, she dropped the idea. Casting a casual glance, she saw Li Hua snoozing at the desk. Qianbao patted Li Hua’s shoulder, instantly catching a faint whiff of alcohol. With her brows furrowing, she began tugging his ear. "Wake up, did you treat my words as just passing breeze last time?" "Ow~~!" Li Hua opened his eyes, shocked to see Qianbao and woke up right away, "Teach... Teacher." Jiang Nian listened and laughed on the side, paused his pen and raised his head. "Even though we all can see it, there’s no need to repeat the word so many times, right?" Upon hearing, Qianbao’s face broke into a kind smile. "You two... get out!" The evening self-study session flew by. It was only close to the bell that Li Hua fully woke up. After being taken outside by Qianbao for a lecture, he turned back to the classroom for another nap. He tilted his head slightly and saw several chemistry exam papers stacked on Jiang Nian’s desk. Suddenly, he panicked. "Damn! You bastard, you got your dad drunk just so you could work on these problems and beat me in the next test, huh!" "Jiang Nian, you sneaky bastard!" However, before the main character could respond, Zeng You, who had been reading novels all night in the front row, turned around. He grinned at Li Hua and said in a deep voice, "Didn’t Jiang Nian already beat you in the last joint exam?" "Yeah, team leader," Zhang Ningzhi, who had nothing to do, chimed in. "Team leader, you’ve fallen behind a lot." Li Hua almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, clutching his chest and saying, "What good is it to you all if I die?" Jiang Nian rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, and said, "Could I take out a small loan before I die?" "And the food at Zhen Nan’s funeral reception is pretty good. I haven’t had it in a long time. As your classmate, could you indulge me a bit?" "Ding dong! Classmates, the class is over..." After the evening study session ended. Li Qingrong was packing her things, feeling gloomy. Her face no longer held that cold expression, now dark with anger. She slung her bag over one shoulder and walked out of the classroom, habitually heading towards the stairway on the side near the cafeteria. Blending into the crowd, her expression restored to a cool composure. The base of the senior building. Jiang Nian looked at the dark night and the crowded group of people. He slightly furrowed his brow and said to Xu Qianqian beside him, "Wait for me for a bit, I forgot something upstairs." "Tch." Xu Qianqian rolled her eyes as she glanced at the dense crowd, "Hurry up, I’ll wait for you at the school gate." "Okay." Jiang Nian said, merging into the crowd. [Verification] has already been used today; only [Accuracy] and [Fishing] are left, but they’re small concept skills. Trying to find one person in the crowd after the senior evening study session is obviously very difficult. Jiang Nian could only try his luck. Things had come to this point with the class monitor. But no matter what, he couldn’t let the problem linger overnight. Within a small range, knowing Li Qingrong’s route and timing downstairs, [Fishing] combined with [Accuracy] had a response, like activating a sixth sense, vaguely pointing him in a direction. Jiang Nian moved against the crowd, tracing a vague path in the night, like swimming upstream in a dark river, leaving faint ripples. Tick-tock, tick-tock. Li Qingrong descended the stairs with the flow of people, her pace slow. She took out her Bluetooth earphones from her pocket and casually put them on. Her head was still buzzing, a bit stifled. Just after she got downstairs, she walked along the forest path for a bit. Perhaps due to her bad mood, she avoided the areas with streetlamps. Debating whether to take a walk before going back. As she thought about this, out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a familiar figure. Moving against the flow of people, heading towards her, and soon was right in front of her. Even though it was near a pitch-black small grove, where the light was extremely dim, her heart recognized him faster than her eyes. Li Qingrong looked up, her mouth slightly open. The next second, the boy, carrying a slight breeze and the night wind, opened his arms and hugged her tightly. "Don’t be mad anymore." At that moment, Li Qingrong instinctively closed her eyes. The tip of her nose was surrounded by the faint warmth and scent of Jiang Nian, her mind went blank, and her body froze completely. After several seconds of daze, she finally reacted. She gently moved her arm, resting it against Jiang Nian’s back. Just for an instant, her entire emotions overflowed. Her breathing was extremely heated, like water just brought to a boil. The response carried a slight nasal tone, as if not seeing the sunlight for a long time. After an extended wait, finally breaking through the clouds to see the bright moon. The hug lasted only a few seconds before they separated, mostly as a gesture of comfort. Jiang Nian, however, knew he had to do this. If he didn’t resolve the problem tonight, next time he’d probably screw up. But if he solved the issue, the class monitor would remember only this moment, reaching the "peak" feeling. Because human cognition has biases; even if a whole day was gloomy, as long as it ended on a high note of extreme happiness. The next day, when recalling this day. The first thing that comes to mind is the "peak" moment, creating a somewhat... but still happy impression. "Alright, it’s getting late, let’s talk when we get home." Jiang Nian made a phone gesture, slowly backing away. Li Qingrong nodded, her gaze following his silhouette disappearing into the light. In a moment of lowered gaze, she couldn’t help but smile gently, and then her lips were softly pressed flat again. "Why took you so long?" Xu Qianqian was slightly displeased. "Too many people." Jiang Nian casually wrapped his arm around Xu Qianqian’s shoulder, automatically letting go a second later, "Come on, let’s have a late-night snack on me." "Tch, as if I care." Xu Qianqian turned her head, rolling her eyes at him, "Unless we’re having something different today, like rice cake soup." "Sigh... alright then." Jiang Nian readily agreed, "By the way, did your class say anything after losing the game?" "What else could they say, they just cursed your class." Xu Qianqian walked away with Jiang Nian, her voice fading, "Calling your class despicable." "That’s quite biased..." Jiang Nian was busy for more than half an hour, and during the cooking time of the rice cakes, he took a quick shower, even drying his hair in the kitchen. Jiang Nian ate some late-night snacks together, chatted for a while at Xu Qianqian’s place, and then left. Returning home, he replied to messages from the class monitor and Zhang Ningzhi. Lying on his bed, he finally let out a sigh of relief.