Jiang Nian selected the store, made an appointment, and paid the deposit. After finishing everything, he headed to the cafeteria. When he returned to the classroom, he noticed a new sign next to the podium. Only 155 days left until the college entrance exam. "This sign..." Jiang Nian pointed at the countdown sign and turned to Huang Fang, "When was this put up?" Huang Fang looked up, "After school, the homeroom teacher asked Liu Yang to put it up." "Oh, I see." Jiang Nian had just sat down and started asking again, "Fangfang, aren’t you going to eat?" "Then could you get me two bottles of drinks?" Jiang Nian pulled out his meal card, "There’s still ten yuan left on this card, it’s about to expire." Why didn’t you just treat Zhizhi to a drink earlier? That’s a different matter. Whether there’s something or not, hug the rich girl’s thigh and rub hard. Only then you have an excuse to take her to the break-up kitchen. Jiang Nian was feeling drowsy, the sun was making him sleepy. His phone was in the desk, its notification light flickering lightly. After a while, he caught a faint scent at the tip of his nose. In a daze, he opened his eyes and saw a wisp of hair slide off the back of his hand, and then a delicate side profile. "Is playing badminton fun?" Chen Yunyun asked. Jiang Nian propped up his head, yawning. Chen Yunyun had no sense of pressure, like a fluffy marshmallow. "But, I’m not really into badminton. But I promised Zhizhi we’d play together before, I’m someone who keeps promises." "Then what do you like?" Hearing this, Chen Yunyun laughed at his shamelessness. This guy has a really thick skin, he can say anything. Such an obvious lie, and he doesn’t even blush. "Do you have anything to eat?" With just one sentence, Jiang Nian diverted the topic. Indicating he’d bend over backwards for food. The good thing was, it distracted Chen Yunyun. Even if she didn’t fully believe it, she’d start thinking there. By using one truth, she would further approve the other two statements. Moreover, those two statements are not 100% lies. Therefore, successfully sidestepping the truth and lies. "Wait a bit, at Yuhe’s place." Chen Yunyun said, "I’ll finish blow-drying my hair and go buy things." Chen Yunyun rolled her eyes at him and didn’t respond to him, then got up and said. Jiang Nian nodded, thinking that a woman’s heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea. But he didn’t mind too much; the umbrella of friendship will cover him. He lowered his head and looked at the unfinished math problems. Qi Xue’s goal for him was to solidify his foundation before the end of the semester and then improve his scores after returning in the new year. To build a foundation, one must fill in the gaps. Go through each point of knowledge one by one until it’s fully mastered. "Sigh, good days won’t last long." After a while, Wang Yuhe arrived, carrying some food and handing Jiang Nian a box of fruit. "Oh, thanks." Jiang Nian glanced to the side, "Your portion seems bigger than mine, let’s switch." "Really?" Wang Yuhe looked serious, holding up the two boxes of fruit for comparison, "It does seem like it." "You can’t tell, you should weigh it." Jiang Nian suggested, "Compare it with your right and left hands, then you’ll know." Wang Yuhe felt it made sense. So she held the little fruit boxes with both hands, frowning and concentrating. After some time, she still couldn’t tell. Jiang Nian laughed and gave another suggestion. "Tie a little string on both sides and weigh using gravity." "No way, there’s friction." Wang Yuhe was quite meticulous, hesitated for a moment, and then decided not to think too much, "Fine, you take it." With that, she picked up her and Chen Yunyun’s fruit boxes and ran off. Jiang Nian called out to her, "Hey, not weighing anymore?" "Blah!!" Wang Yuhe couldn’t be bothered with him, made a silly face, and left, "I’m done playing with you." Jiang Nian was alone again, so he settled for eating fruit while continuing his work. Before the lunch break ended. Jiang Nian woke up from the cold and turned to see the window directly facing him was open, without him realizing when it happened. In the dead of winter, cold winds howling through. As the year end approached, the drop in temperature was noticeable. Ever since the rainy joint exam a few days ago, the temperature kept dropping day by day. In the class, the atmosphere was considerably relaxed. Senior high school students in the routine of day-to-day study almost never sense the passage of time, but they are quite sensitive to temperature. Coughs, colds, and people taking leave. It’s probably because the cold makes people reluctant to move. With the warmth inside the classroom, everyone seems to be a bit sluggish and lax. Jiang Nian returned after using the restroom, standing by the railing and gazing at the desolate mountain view in the distance. Suddenly, a voice came to his ear. Jiang Nian turned his head and saw Li Qingrong’s face, which was devoid of expression. Somewhat surprised, he answered truthfully. He understood the class president well; no need to beat around the bush with her. Qingqing was a bit dull and couldn’t grasp it. Sure enough, Li Qingrong just looked at him once and didn’t continue the discussion on badminton. "The comprehensive exam scores are out." "Just now." Li Qingrong paused and added, "Someone shouted about it while going up the stairs." "Have you checked yours?" "Perfect, let me check for you." Jiang Nian took out his phone, copied and pasted the class president’s phone number. "What’s the password?" Li Qingrong looked at him, "I’ll enter it myself." Alright, plan failed. Jiang Nian handed her his phone, "You’ve already figured it out. I was planning to hack your Alipay account." Not letting me see the password? Hilarious, I wasn’t really eager to see it anyway. Plus, that kind of password is personal privacy, it’s understandable. So, really not letting me see? Li Qingrong took his phone and noticed a message popping up. She calmly entered the password with her eyes slightly downcast. After logging in, she took a glance and handed the phone back to him. "What’s the score? Let me see." Jiang Nian looked at the class president’s comprehensive score and almost had a heart attack. "Unbelievable, Qingqing, are you aiming for Beijing University?" No, he did some quick math. The class president’s score, full marks in math. English 146, comprehensive 291, with only one subject left, Chinese. The current total only deducted thirteen points. Even if Chinese scores 110, the total score is nearing 700. Whoa, that’s some serious brilliance. Luckily, Jiang Nian is quite resilient, quickly recovering his composure. Then he took a screenshot and saved it to his album. "What about yours?" Li Qingrong asked. "I... I’m not in a convenient position today." Jiang Nian started to feel shy, the gap was too big, he couldn’t bear to show his score. "Okay." The class president didn’t press further, nodded, and turned to walk back to the classroom, "I’m heading back first." Jiang Nian wanted to check his own score but didn’t want to log out of the class president’s account. "Let me check it real quick." He randomly grabbed someone, planning to forcefully log in, "Hurry, buddy, I’m in a rush." "Dude, don’t do this." Yao Beibei blushed, "Even if you’re in a rush, you can’t do it here, it’s a public place." "Stop with this nonsense!" Jiang Nian pointed at her. "Alright, here you go." Yao Beibei took out her phone, "Did you wash your hands? Don’t mess up my phone." "Wash... wash your mom." For someone as cheeky as Jiang Nian, he almost broke character, "Hey, you....." "Wow, how did you get 260 on your comprehensive? Did you cheat?" "Don’t talk nonsense, just check it quickly." Yao Beibei stood by the railing, "And don’t peek at my password." "Not even a dog would look." Jiang Nian showed a middle finger. I have to admit, Yao Beibei’s phone seemed quite expensive too. Different from Jiang Nian’s budget phone, it was really smooth to use. After logging in, the comprehensive score popped up. Temporarily unable to see the individual subject scores, but Jiang Nian roughly estimated that physics scored around seventy points. Back-calculating, chemistry should be between ninety-two to ninety-five points. This individual subject score was already quite absurd. At least Jiang Nian proved that for liberal arts subjects, it’s truly possible to improve by solidifying fundamentals and doing practice questions. "How come you also got two-sixty?" Yao Beibei peeked, "Did you copy from me?"