Song Xiyun was stunned, completely thrown off by Jiang Nian’s gloomy demeanor. "Don’t believe him." Qianqian pulled Song Xiyun over with a look of disdain at Jiang Nian, "He’s lying." "No one knows a son better than his mother. If he really messed up the exam, he wouldn’t act ." Seeing his cover blown, Jiang Nian simply stopped pretending, after all, the two of them had already figured each other out long ago. Too well understood, no move could outsmart the other. "Tsk tsk, just kidding. Xu Qianqian, you really have no sense of humor." "Hmph, I’m naturally serious." Qianqian glanced at him, "What? Is that a problem?" "It’s fine." Jiang Nian swallowed his pride and asked again, "Hungry?" "Stop asking, I’m not eating." Qianqian covered her ears, "Always eating, I’ve gotten fat recently." "Hmm? Where did you get fat?" Jiang Nian looked at her face. Girls usually gain weight on their face first, and lose weight on their chest first. But Qianqian’s face was still delicate, showing no sign of weight gain. Qianqian: "Just guessing." Jiang Nian: "... Sometimes I really want to call the police." "I won’t eat anyway." "What about you?" Jiang Nian turned his head and looked at Song Xiyun, "Hungry?" "Me?" Song Xiyun was confused, not expecting the question directed at her, shook her head, "I... I’m not hungry." The three of them went home together, the street was a bit wet, and the road in the alley was a bit muddy, both girls were cautious. After washing up, it was already eleven o’clock. Jiang Nian instinctively pulled out his chemistry exams, prepared to do some questions. He suddenly realized, the provincial exam was already over. His actions paused, feeling a bit out of sorts. After a month of intense study, he had pushed his chemistry score from seventy to ninety. Focusing on improving one subject had significant effects. "Wanna play games?" Jiang Nian leaned back in his chair, murmuring to himself, "Not doing questions, don’t know what else to do." Suspecting, was strictly controlled by the class representative. Just as he was about to do questions as usual, his phone on the desk buzzed with a video call. He was puzzled; this late... could she be hungry? After answering, Qianqian was looking directly at the camera from a high angle, quite abstract. "Damn!" He almost threw his phone, cursing when he saw clearly, "Xu Qianqian, are you nuts?" "Scared so easily?" Qianqian withdrew her dramatic high-angle view, "What are you doing, wanna play cards?" "The exams are over, can’t we relax a bit?" Qianqian retorted, "Wanna join? We’re short one player." "Alright." Jiang Nian put down his pen, realizing doing questions wasn’t very meaningful now, "Open the door in two minutes." With that, he hung up the phone. Playing cards sounds fun. Two minutes later, he walked out of the house, grabbing two bottles of beer on the way to spice things up. What bad intentions could Jiang Nian have, he just never plays dry-card games. Xiao Song opened the door for Jiang Nian, since moving in, she had been taking the initiative to handle small tasks like opening the door. She pursed her lips, "Come on in." Jiang Nian wasn’t a pushy guy, so he just nodded his head. "What did you bring?" Song Xiyun noticed what he had in his hand after closing the door, "Beer?" "Oh, oh, losing a card game without something at stake isn’t any fun, right?" Jiang Nian countered. Hearing that, Song Xiyun gauged her alcohol tolerance. The more she privately interacted with Jiang Nian, the more she realized he wasn’t that scary, and even quite considerate. He was only impolite to people he knew well, but never excessively so. "Why did you bring beer?" "Don’t losers have to drink?" "You pervert, don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to!" "Fine, if you’re scared." Jiang Nian turned his head and looked at Song Xiyun, "Then I’ll drink with Xiao Song, and you can have water." "Who’s scared?" Qianqian rolled her eyes at him, arms crossed, "Besides, it’s not certain who will be drinking!" Song Xiyun felt a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, uncertain whether it was herself or Jiang Nian that was acting oddly. It was getting a bit weird. The living room was a bit cold, so the three of them decided to go to Qianqian’s room instead. Pop, he pried open the cap with his bare hand. "Huh?" Qianqian sat on the thick carpet, "You just popped it off with your fingers..." "Learned it specially, for showing off." Jiang Nian hung his head, pouring beer into three plastic cups, filling each two-thirds full. "Aren’t you honest," Qianqian shuffled the deck, watching the bubbling beer, reflections of the light overhead visible in it. Jiang Nian didn’t say anything, his eyes fell on Song Xiyun. "I shuffled, you deal." Qianqian skimped on work, unwilling to move, "Remember to put in the dealer cards." Five minutes later, Jiang Nian won. [Accuracy] was still on the rise, receiving praise from everywhere. "I’ll drink!" Qianqian gritted her teeth, no suspicion, gulping it down, "Again, again." Song Xiyun took her time sipping, only to have her glass refilled again as soon as she set it down. "Who’s shuffling? Loser shuffles...." Having lost twice, with her stomach somewhat bulging, Qianqian realized something wasn’t right either. "Nope." Jiang Nian handed her the deck innocently, "Fine, you shuffle and deal then, okay?" Song Xiyun squinted her eyes, also feeling she couldn’t drink any more. In the third round, Jiang Nian lost. "Yay!" The two girls clapped their hands in celebration, eyes smiling until they nearly disappeared, "Hurry up and drink!" "Okay then." Jiang Nian downed it in one go. Playing cards wasn’t nearly as thrilling as playing Ludo; if there were a colossal earth-shattering twist, that would be more fitting. After a few rounds, Qianqian and Song Xiyun were already a bit tipsy. But due to the limited bladder capacity, the penalty shifted from drinking to truth or dare. "Dare." Jiang Nian didn’t hesitate at all, dares were no big deal, could you just say whatever came to mind with truth? That stuff’s meant for diaries. The later they played the game, the later it got, and soon it was past midnight. The floor was littered with snack wrappers and some fruit. Beer cans increased, and the atmosphere became more and more harmonious. Alcohol dulled people’s nerves, making their reactions sluggish. Many words and actions followed their instincts completely. "You two, do push-ups together." Upon hearing this, Xu Qianqian reluctantly hit the floor a few times. Song Xiyun was about the same, fidgeting. Jiang Nian leaned against the bed, laughing heartily. Song Xiyun got up to the bathroom, leaving Jiang Nian and Xu Qianqian in the room, looking at each other across the small table. "Give me a paper, the paper is..." Xu Qianqian raised an arm and casually pointed, "You look for it." Jiang Nian found the tissue at the other end of the carpet. He originally wanted to throw it to her, but after thinking about it, he simply moved over. Warm breath brushed against Xu Qianqian’s earlobe, waking her up suddenly. Official source is novel•fire.net "You’re really so bad at this!" Jiang Nian said one word at a time, then pulled back, looking at her with a smug smile. It was too late, and Jiang Nian was ready to go back. Song Xiyun saw him off to the door, and with a gust of wind, his head felt a little dizzy, staring at Jiang Nian’s collar. She called out to Jiang Nian, and just as he turned around, almost instinctively, she helped him fix his collar. When she came back to her senses, Song Xiyun herself was also confused. "Drunk." Jiang Nian didn’t mind much, looking at the dizzy Xiao Song, "You guys get some rest early." Bam! The door closed. The next day, early morning study. The class went for the flag-raising, but was held back by the leadership speech at the sports ground. The classroom was locked, so the two couldn’t get in. "You didn’t go either?" "Why do you care so much!" Jiang Nian leaned on the railing chatting with her, "Yu Zhiyi, how much do you weigh?" "Down there, how can you ask a girl’s weight?" "Will you die if you ask?" "You!" Yu Zhiyi felt a bit embarrassed, "Not much, just about ninety pounds." Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian turned to look at that towering pair. "I have an electronic scale, Qingbao gave it to me." Yu Zhiyi was first taken aback, "You’re really something, no wait, why did Qingbao give you an electronic scale?" "Likes me, I guess, darling student." Jiang Nian said, "A gift from a senior must not be refused. Am I making you jealous by saying this?" "Who...who would be jealous!" Yu Zhiyi gritted her teeth. Jiang Nian laughed and walked away, deciding to take a stroll downstairs. Even from a few hundred meters away, the leader’s speech could be heard. The microphone amplified it, as incessant as the flowing river. He was now among the batch of students with the highest privileges at school, with the greatest freedom to move around. Good grades, good relations with the teachers. As long as no major mistakes were made, he could enjoy various hidden benefits and treatments earlier than others. Downstairs, into the convenience store. The store was almost empty, and the lady boss glanced at Jiang Nian. After a few more looks, she continued staring at her phone. Buying the usual campus playboy item again, Frutina. Zhizhi’s treats were good, but the flavors were completely random every day. It depended on her mood, which was somewhat irksome. Jiang Nian liked to take initiative, and occasionally did his own shopping. From the other side of the shelf suddenly emerged a ponytailed girl. With a glance, she waved at him. "Doesn’t Class 0 have to attend the flag-raising?" Jiang Nian was surprised. "They do, but I came back right after the flag was raised." Xu Shuang was slightly embarrassed, "Just happened to buy something." When it came time to pay, Xu Shuang, who was behind him, suddenly swiped her card. "I’ll pay, it’s the least I can do for the card draw... thanks." Xu Shuang said, "After all, I still have to trouble you." "Uh, I can make money too." Jiang Nian hesitated. "Yeah, I know." Xu Shuang finished paying for her stuff, and left with her bag, "Bye-bye." Watching Xu Shuang leave, Jiang Nian wondered how much he should earn from the lottery? The flag-raising ceremony ended, students flooded out from the sports ground like a tide, most of them cursing. "Damn, the leader’s such an idiot!" Ma Guojun said, "Babbling, who knows what he’s talking about." "Reciting the genealogy." Li Hua said. "Speaking of which, did Jiang Nian sneak away? Speaking of Ji Ming, he’s useless; can’t even catch this." The first class started, Qianbao barged into the classroom energetically, blew on the Little Bee, and started the lecture. A sparse standing interaction initiated the day’s schedule of discussing exam papers, pulling out the papers to review. "Alright, Jiang Nian, come up." "Hmm?" Jiang Nian was whispering to Zhang Ningzhi when he was suddenly called up, "What’s up?" Zhang Ningzhi blushed, "The teacher wants you to go over the exam paper." "Damn, why can’t I get paid for this!" During the break, in the office. Jiang Nian received a box of tea leaves from Qianbao, sneaking a look at the price, he felt this thing could be a substitute for salary. "Teacher, you know, I like attending your classes." Qianbao smacked his lips, "White tea given by someone else, no one drinks it so I brought it for you. Young people should drink less tea." "Oh." Jiang Nian responded in a down-to-earth manner. Suddenly, a series of footsteps sounded at the office door. Jiang Nian turned his head, only to see a brisk figure flash by. "Teacher, who just passed by?"