Facing Qianbao’s offer, Jiang Nian leaned back tactically. You might as well brew some fine tea, the bond between master and disciple is so damn cheap. "What?" Qianbao noticed Jiang Nian’s strange expression and squinted her eyes, "Already getting picky?" "Not at all, it’s quite good." Jiang Nian gave an awkward smile. Forget it, it’s best to quit while you’re ahead. Zhang Ningzhi gently tugged on Jiang Nian’s clothes as most of the class left the classroom, and whispered. "Is Lin Dong selling apples?" "I was thinking since I’m buying apples to give away and not for myself, why not support our classmates and buy from them." Hearing this, Jiang Nian felt somewhat self-conscious. He didn’t plan to support Lin Dong, even thought about taking advantage of the chaos to bite an apple and greatly lose Lin Dong a piece of dowry. Zhizhi is still too kind, the only light in group six. "Cough, cough, I was thinking the same." Jiang Nian didn’t even draft a reply, "But I don’t gift apples, so I support you." "Then you help me buy them." Zhizhi said. "Because you’re familiar with them, isn’t the class representative close to you?" Zhang Ningzhi blinked, her face delicate. "Otherwise, why buy from him?" Jiang Nian was slightly startled by her straightforward words. At first, it felt odd, but upon reflection, it seemed reasonable. Looks like Zhizhi’s kindness also has a personal motive. "Makes sense, I’ll help you buy them then." Jiang Nian thought, "Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, he might set up shop today." "Really?" Zhang Ningzhi pursed her lips, full of excitement, "Then I’ll go check it out with Beibei." Suddenly, one day approached, familiar people you see every day suddenly set up stalls at school selling apples; this feeling is quite novel. Jiang Nian jokingly said, "Why not let Yao Beibei help you buy?" Zhang Ningzhi puffed her cheeks, "Oh, it’s different!" After saying that, she got up, waved goodbye, and left. Jiang Nian thought about it, buying Lin Dong’s apples, not spending a penny, and still teasing him seemed fun. He settled down to write for a while, lost in it. He looked up to find the class monitor had left, shaking his head. Turning his head, he looked at the small calendar on Zhang Ningzhi’s desk. After this week, it would be New Year’s. Last year at New Year’s, male day students in their class either chose to play games to ring in the New Year or chose to pop champagne. High school sophomores popping champagne? Of course not, this champagne is not the other champagne. Instead, it’s the ambitious youths locked in their rooms at midnight. "How much for this second-hand car?" "Thirteen hundred..." Jiang Nian’s face darkened, turning to leave. "No, are you treating me like a Japanese person?" "Hey hey! Don’t leave." The seller called out to Jiang Nian, hurriedly saying, "Bro, sincerely, sincerely." Jiang Nian stopped, turned, and asked. The man hesitated for a few seconds, "You name the price." Approaching one o’clock, Jiang Nian was at the West Gate, in the courtyard within the Sunshine District close to the food street. The ground was covered with a layer of rainwater, wet. "That’s impossible! Who bargains !" The man got anxious immediately, "It’s an electric bike, not scrap metal!" "Then why did you stop me? Five hundred is already expensive!" Jiang Nian cursed, "Damn, wasting my time." Having said that, he walked away. The man stood stunned, not knowing what to say. "What is a poor bastard buying a car for!" Hearing this, Jiang Nian went back, staring at him. "What is a poor bastard selling a car for?" The man saw Jiang Nian was one meter eighty, speaking with a bad-boy air. He dared not speak anymore; getting beaten by a student wouldn’t earn much. Jiang Nian stared at him, "Four hundred, sell or not." The man couldn’t leave nor accept it. Intimidated by the student, with the bike unsold, he felt depressed all day. He suddenly thought maybe five hundred was acceptable. "Please add a bit more." Jiang Nian thought for a moment, gave a number. "Four hundred fifty." "Alright." The man nodded in agreement. Purchase made, no refunds. At this time, it was already lunchtime, the West Gate surely couldn’t be entered. A small gate could be opened by the janitor, but Jiang Nian thought it unnecessary to waste money on cigarettes. Toss one to Liu Yang, and you could get him to call you "Dad." He rode to the North Gate, casually parking by the wall. Parking indiscriminately? If you say it like that, you don’t understand the county. It’s called reasonable use of regional space, camping based on circumstances. Jiang Nian crouched down, glanced at the outside of the electric bike. After making sure there were no signs of tampering, he casually tossed it by the wall, and flipped over the wall himself. Outside the classroom, Chen Yunyun, who hadn’t taken a noon nap, got pulled out. "Nothing, got an electric bike." Jiang Nian handed her a key, "If you have something to do, it will be convenient to go wherever." He didn’t include Wang Yuhe the fool in this; it sounded better this way, it was exclusively for Chen Yunyun. Everyone cares about emotional value, even if it’s just temporary. "Oh, okay." Chen Yunyun was visibly happy, "But, it seems like we usually don’t go anywhere, if it’s a holiday though..." Jiang Nian said, "We could go to the riverside, or over to Zhenbei Market, both are pretty convenient." "So..." Chen Yunyun pursed her lips, hands behind her back, leaning slightly forward, her peach-colored lips opening and closing. "...Will you go with me?" "Uh..." Jiang Nian was stunned, but he didn’t flatly refuse. After hesitating for a while, he said, "Let’s see how it goes." With that, he left quickly. Wang Yuhe was in the classroom, full of curiosity. Seeing Jiang Nian come in without speaking to her, she couldn’t help but stare at him with a lingering gaze. Unfortunately, Jiang Nian didn’t notice at all. This made Wang Yuhe even more upset, lying on the table. She tried to mentally annoy Jiang Nian by staring at him up and down. Until Chen Yunyun came in and interrupted her staring. Wang Yuhe suddenly became lively and asked softly. "Yunyun, what were you talking about outside?" "Hmm, he bought an electric bike." Chen Yunyun opened her palm, revealing a set of keys, "But he didn’t say where the bike is." "Huh?" Wang Yuhe whined, "He’s so clueless!" Chen Yunyun smiled without commenting further. During the lunch break, the classroom was quiet. In her seat, Chen Yunyun took out two sets of keys. Together with the small storeroom, they weren’t worth much, and they were shared. But the meaning they gave was different, the distinction lay between school and landing spot. She turned her head towards the sanitation corner, where Jiang Nian was diligently solving problems. Propping her head up with one hand, she stared in that direction, slightly lost in thought. Sure enough, Lin Dong started selling apples as soon as school ended in the afternoon. Besides him, there were two other boys and a girl. The only girl was Zhou Haifei, standing there without feeling awkward. When she saw Jiang Nian coming, her gaze went towards him. The two nodded at each other, considering it a greeting. Just like Lin Dong, there were a few others who set up stalls along the school’s main path. It looked novel, so no one stopped them yet. After dark, it looked quite conspicuous. When Jiang Nian went over, the school teachers were already leading security to disperse the crowd, and the two stalls ahead awkwardly packed up and left. "You can’t set up here! If I see it again, I’ll confiscate it!" "Why can’t we set up here!" "Hey, what class are you from! Who told you that you could sell apples at school?" A quarrel broke out, and a group gathered to watch. Jiang Nian and Lin Dong stood together, simultaneously taking a deep breath. Then, the two exchanged glances and chuckled together. But Lin Dong laughed bitterly. "Well, looks like we can’t sell them." Jiang Nian had just finished his assignments and hadn’t eaten yet. Dropping by for a walk and grabbing some food wasn’t a loss, it was a good way to stimulate the mind. "It might not be certain, maybe they’ll give you a special pass." Lin Dong nearly laughed in frustration at his words. But today wasn’t even Christmas Eve, even if the security didn’t clear the area. In Lin Dong’s expectations, they wouldn’t sell many apples. But since others were selling, they had to join in too. Short-term trades are , no time for elaborate planning. "It’s such a mess, hope we don’t have to compensate." Lin Dong wasn’t panicking, just waiting for the security to clear the area, "By the way, why are you here?" "I’m here to give you an order, help my beautiful and kind-hearted desk mate buy some," Jiang Nian pointed to the pile of apples, "Pack six." "I almost forgot you had a pretty desk mate!" Lin Dong said emotionally, "Boohoo, I’ll raise the price for you." Jiang Nian pointed at him, "Alright, I’ll report you to security right away." As the sky darkened, a pair of contrasting figures approached in the distance. "Damn, it’s really you guys!" Li Hua clapped his hand and cursed, "Damn it, there’s a swindler here!" "Get that guy first; he’s up to no good!" The chubby Ma Guojun stood there, saying nothing. He glanced at Zhou Haifei and asked if they had been washed. Zhou Haifei just nodded, and Ma Guojun grabbed an apple and took a bite. Crunch, it sounded quite crisp. Lin Dong was dumbfounded, unable to speak for several seconds. "Damn, you guys are beasts." The Fruit Warriors trio stood together, each differing in height and stature, they blocked the security’s view like door gods. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on noᴠelfire.net "Guys, stop profiting, it scares me," Li Hua said, "Can’t you get a stable job and earn a bride price from a factory work?" Jiang Nian grinned at these words, intending to say something. He smelled a familiar cold fragrance and realized someone had approached. Turning his head, he found that Li Qingrong had arrived at some point. He was surprised and subconsciously asked. "Just saw you guys... here," Li Qingrong hesitated, her expression calm, "thought I’d come take a look." "Oh oh, we’re supporting Lin Dong selling apples," Jiang Nian fibbed, "They’re all picked from his grandpa’s orchard." Li Hua and Ma Guojun heard the sickly-sweet nickname and exchanged shocked and complex glances. If it were summed up in one word, it would be... "Damn it, disgusting!" Li Hua silently mouthed. Ma Guojun nodded in agreement. Their silent exchange didn’t affect Jiang Nian and the class president. It was all seen by Zhou Haifei. She pursed her lips and turned her head away. Pretended not to see.