Qi Xue slightly turned her body and glanced at Jiang Nian. "Alright, stay and listen together." With students present, Lao Liu didn’t say much. After patting Jiang Nian on the shoulder, he turned and hurried away. "Besides completing assignments, if there are any issues..." Qi Xue didn’t pause and continued speaking. Jiang Nian stood on the outskirts and silently noted down her words. Initially, he thought Qi Xue would at least spend ten minutes explaining the rules. However, after just two sentences, with a clap, she started teaching the problem. Jiang Nian was dumbfounded, filled with questions. This intense? ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel★fire.net But seeing the people around him, they had already started to gather and listen to the lesson. Helplessly, he followed suit and listened in confusion until it was over. Qi Xue was explaining a master problem, and after that, she started assigning homework. Writing the problems on paper, a few people took out paper and pens to copy them. Jiang Nian looked down and thought, hmm... Lao Liu didn’t say we needed to bring paper and pens, right? If it were someone socially anxious, they would have wanted to find a hole to hide in by now. Luckily, he wasn’t the only unlucky one; a male student from Qi Xue’s class also didn’t have paper and pens and pulled out a blank answer sheet. Hesitant for a moment, he didn’t dare ask Qi Xue for a pen. He saw that student turn to a middle-aged male teacher in the office and politely borrowed a pen. Qi Xue glanced at that student but didn’t say anything. Jiang Nian noticed that Qi Xue’s expression wasn’t right. He first pulled out a blank answer sheet and then went to Qi Xue and said, "Teacher, can I borrow a pen?" Hearing this, the few who were copying the problem, and the student who had just borrowed the pen, were all stunned. Didn’t you see that those who borrowed from other teachers barely avoided a scolding, and here you go, directly asking her? However, Qi Xue’s expression softened slightly. Saying this, under the surprised gazes of several people, she handed the pen she had just used to write the problems to Jiang Nian. "Thank you, teacher." Jiang Nian knew very well that it was because he didn’t borrow from other teachers. Qi Xue was right there, and if he asked others instead of her, wouldn’t that imply she had a bad temper? Asking her for a pen, in the worst case, would just mean a scolding. Which, in fact, didn’t happen. Moreover, Jiang Nian was brought by Lao Liu. "Improved" Lao Liu had some influence, so Jiang Nian also benefited. A scolding for borrowing a pen would be like slapping Lao Liu in the face, wouldn’t it? That student was probably in Qi Xue’s class and was usually intimidated. Nervously avoiding unconsciously. Didn’t distinguish the occasion; it was an office. As long as he didn’t mess up publicly, Qi Xue would leave him some dignity. Students need to align their positions with the teacher. But fortunately, Qi Xue didn’t say anything and explained the variation problem ten minutes before the small self-study ended. "Bye, teacher, we’re going for lunch." Several people left one after another, and Qi Xue just nodded. Just as she was about to rest, her gaze shifted and noticed a male student hadn’t left. Jiang Nian pointed to the other half of the desk, "Teacher, it’s a bit messy here, shall I help you organize it?" He had checked and it wasn’t anything important. "No need, I’ll do it myself later..." Qi Xue waved her hand, but before she finished speaking, she saw that he had started tidying up. Jiang Nian’s movements were clean and efficient, and his organizational thoughts were clear. The desk visibly became tidier. She was stunned for just a few seconds, and the words stuck in her throat. If Jiang Nian had been fumbling or slow, rearranging her desk without permission, she would have stopped him. She didn’t stop him because Jiang Nian was genuinely skillful. "What do you do?" Qi Xue was genuinely curious, "Did you learn this... or often tidy up at home?" "Self-taught, I often help classmates organize too." Jiang Nian gave a simple smile, looking quite humble. Hearing him, Qi Xue didn’t stop him any further. She just leaned back in her chair, watching Jiang Nian tidy the desk within minutes, making it brand new. Sometimes, cleanliness... just looking at it is a kind of enjoyment. The bell for the end of the school day in the afternoon rang. "That’s fine, it’s very clean now." Qi Xue suddenly felt a bit regretful, as if she owed him something. "Thank you, Jiang Nian." Alright, remember the name now. "Alright, I’ll be leaving now." Jiang Nian swiftly left the office, thinking to himself that remembering his name was payback enough. What he didn’t know was that after he left, Qi Xue in the math office still felt a bit embarrassed, thinking to herself that she shouldn’t do this next time. As night fell, just before evening self-study. When Qi Xue arrived at the office, she sat down and was about to make tea when, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jiang Nian also entering the math office. "How come you’re...." Qi Xue asked. "Oh, I just came back from eating at the cafeteria." Jiang Nian laughed sheepishly, "Just passing through, thought I’d say hello." "Hmm, alright then." Qi Xue didn’t want Jiang Nian to tidy up, so she said, "It’s quite tidy here, thank you." He took a look, "Let me make tea for you." Saying this, Jiang Nian didn’t wait for Qi Xue to respond and immediately set to work. Of course, he would stop if she asked. Qi Xue was flabbergasted, wanting to speak but hesitating. She thought, forget it, she’s seen self-assured students before. To this extent, it’s basically the limit. Jiang Nian was indeed good at making tea, which was largely due to him often playing the role of a friendly helper every day. Qianbao, Lao Liu, Qianbao, all were served respectfully with tea. On the contrary, this is tradition (serious face). Sometimes, it’s too much, even Jiang Nian can’t hold it together. After reflecting, he decides to push the blame onto Tingzi. Damn it, Zhou Yuting! What did you do, you turned someone into a dog! Just as the evening self-study bell rang, Jiang Nian finished his tea and quickly left, without leaving a trace. Qi Xue looked at the cup of herbal tea on the desk, the steaming yellow tea mirrored her somewhat stunned face. Right now, she has no doubt that she’ll see Jiang Nian again tomorrow. For some reason, she felt a bit of a headache. "What are you laughing at?" Li Hua glanced at him, "BYD, you’ve been laughing since you came back this afternoon." "It’s nothing." Jiang Nian wiped the smile off his face. "Chi Shi!" Li Hua couldn’t hold it in anymore, "You dog, confess, what benefits did Lao Liu give you this time?" Upon hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi’s ears perked up. "Nothing, just found me a place to study," Jiang Nian said, "My uh, my math isn’t great, right?" "They were doing some extra tutoring, and just slipped me in." Li Hua looked skeptical upon hearing this. He stared at him with one big eye, puzzled. "What’s so happy about that?" Jiang Nian: "You wouldn’t understand." "I got a 150, what wouldn’t I understand?" Li Hua began to get cocky, "Damn it, why aren’t the scores out yet?" The chubby guy chimed in critically. "They’ll knock a few points off and you’ll calm down." "Oh my God, oh my God!" Li Hua said cheekily, twisting in his seat, "Don’t dock my points." This scene made the whole sixth group quite nauseous. "Unbelievable, Hua," Jiang Nian couldn’t help but admire, "After seeing it, I didn’t dare hold my breath, afraid to see flashbacks again." "The team leader is so disgusting," Zhang Ningzhi whispered. "Indeed, it’s kind of sugary," Zeng You turned and agreed, "The clown ponders all day, not as bright as the team leader’s flash of insight." Wu Jungu chuckled, "Got a bit of that thing going on." Huang Fang: "I can’t believe I scored lower than people ?" Li Hua was so targeted that he went haywire, and could only clutch his head and make piercing blasts. The first day, none of the papers had scores released yet. Language was tested first, but it’s usually the last to release scores. "I heard the math scores are coming out soon." Yang Qiming looked a bit pale, feeling an ache in his belly. Since having a buffet yesterday, nothing seemed right. "Cailang, is your stomach hurting?" "No pain, what’s up brother?" Huang Caicai shook his head. "Nothing." Yang Qiming waved his hand, but as soon as he spoke, a sharp pain twisted his stomach, "Oh shit!" "Brother, what’s wrong with you?" Zhou Yuting, who was busy working on problems, also glanced over at her deskmate when she heard the commotion, seeing his pained expression. "You should see a doctor." "Okay, I’ll now..." Yang Qiming was about to stand up but was hit with another wave of pain, "No, I can’t." Halfway through, he handed his phone from his pocket to Huang Caicai. "Cailang, if I die, remember to format my phone for me, you know the password." Really, is no one going to deal with these two? The class was in commotion, chatter filling the air. Even Sun Zhicheng was zoning out, barely paying attention to his nemesis. He felt a bit lost, unsure of how to continue. As his mind went blank, he overheard Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe in the front row talking, reminiscing about childhood. Wang Yuhe: "I remember when I was little, there was a butcher selling pork in the old street, half a pig on top of a shabby black wooden table." "The boss liked to scam regulars, even tricked me. I didn’t dare tell my parents and ended up using my saved pocket money to make up for it." Chen Yunyun found it outrageous, wondering how someone could be so bad, and asked curiously. "What happened to the boss after that?" "Made money to build a villa, and bought a house in the city," Wang Yuhe grumbled, "It’s so unfair." This event cast a shadow over her childhood, her parents even pushed her to develop a more outgoing personality. The result, of course, was not ideal. "Don’t worry, they’ll get their karma." Chen Yunyun comforted her for a while, but feeling she couldn’t quite address it, almost instinctively thought of Jiang Nian. During the second evening self-study break, she shared this with Jiang Nian. Jiang Nian was a bit surprised, not realizing that Wang Yuhe, who seemed carefree, had such experiences in her childhood. He pondered for a moment, then turned to Wang Yuhe and said. "This world has bad people, people who cut in line maliciously, bully the weak, or harbor jealousy and hatred." "But even so, you have to understand them. Mom taught you kindness, but not everyone has a mom." She regretted it a bit, thinking she shouldn’t have asked Jiang Nian. "Oh, so that’s it!" Wang Yuhe’s eyes lit up, seeming to have a sudden revelation, "That boss is really pitiful." "Yeah, he doesn’t have a mom," Jiang Nian smiled, "You have a mom, so let him earn a bit more."