She walked all the way to the classroom and just sat down when someone leaned over. "Dabuliu Xi." He Minjun made a ’C’ gesture with his hand, showing a bright smile. Yes, her persona in class was the sweet girl. Behind the scenes, she was the phone drowning culprit. "But I just saw you by the flower bed..." The girl in the front row turned her head, wearing an ambiguous smile. "Oh, he owes me money." He Minjun replied immediately, using all sorts of little tricks, "Five bucks for two months now." "Is that so~~" The girl in the front row smiled ambiguously and turned her head to see the "College Recycling Brother" coming, and then she shut up. Jiang Nian wandered around the English office door, and seeing Qianbao at her station, he lost interest in going to the cafeteria. "Didn’t you have breakfast?" Qianbao watched him gulp down a piece of bread in two bites, feeling a little speechless. "I did, but I’m still hungry." "Take it slow, no one is stealing from you." Qianbao sipped on her tea, "Speaking of which, you did well on this test." Jiang Nian swallowed the bread and was about to respond when he saw Qi Xue pass by the office door, and he got up immediately to chase after her. "Teacher, I have something to do, I’m leaving first." Qianbao witnessed the whole thing and almost spat out her tea. Before she finished speaking, the person had already disappeared. However, Jiang Nian just went over to say hi. Then, he turned to the tuck shop to buy water. After the running drill, Yu Zhiyi also returned from Building D. Though exempt from the running drill, she was exhausted. All blame fell on that bastard Jiang Nian, who’s shameless. Such a heartless person, throwing all the work on me. Back in the classroom, everyone saw Yu Zhiyi exhausted to unresponsiveness. They couldn’t help but wonder, is it worth it to go all out without pay? The morning passed in a blur. Zhang Ningzhi turned her head, curiously glancing at Jiang Nian. "Why are you leaving so early?" "I got an appointment with friends to draw cards, you know..." Jiang Nian didn’t know how to explain, "The thing guys like to play." "Oh, I know that." Zhang Ningzhi said, "But I couldn’t get into it, so I didn’t join." "I’m just helping others draw." Jiang Nian vaguely replied. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚑𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥 "Alright." Zhang Ningzhi was in a good mood recently because Jiang Nian valued their Sunday plans. When others asked about her Sunday schedule, she could boldly decline. Several times, if it weren’t for her pinching him, it felt like he would say it outright, which wouldn’t do. Although Zhang Ningzhi didn’t think having a regular meal was something to hide, she just didn’t want to attract too much attention. "Bye-bye." Jiang Nian casually greeted the class president. Li Qingrong nodded; she wasn’t leaving anytime soon. He turned and left, not out of guilt. But because it’s not complicated, drawing cards only takes a minute. It’s the explaining that’s troublesome, Xu Shuang does look a bit daunting. In truth, it’s just a client. As for the Sunday date, he hadn’t planned to hide it. The class president wouldn’t be upset, just as long as he didn’t tell Chen Yunyun. Whatever needs to be done, choose the easy way. Zhizhi is on the simpler side, Jiang Nian often uses nine genuine sentences and one made-up half-truth with her. She’s straightforward, doesn’t talk much. "Xie Zhihao?" Jiang Nian looked surprised at the person across from him. This guy had been pushed to sit at the door’s edge of the classroom, and after a while living in the class, he became much more low-key. There were too many tough guys in Class Three, each more abstract than the last. In comparison, Xie Zhihao’s formidable skills were limited. Pretending to be cool is just a must-have skill for every Class Three student. Couldn’t beat Li Hua in science, couldn’t outperform Jiang Nian in liberal arts, couldn’t play better, couldn’t win in sweetness, no advantages. "You’re here?" Xie Zhihao looked a bit awkward, like a victim returning home, peeking through the door only to be discovered. He was in Class Three, but his heart was in Class Zero. He considered his base among the Xu Shuang siblings’ little group, usually spending more time with them. "Yeah, where are they?" Jiang Nian quickly regained his composure, already thinking about what to have for lunch. He came to make money, not shoot a movie. Soon, Xu Shuang arrived with her companion. "No worries." Jiang Nian glanced at Xu Yuanshan behind her, noticing he looked somewhat sullen. Why is the younger brother silent? Is he inherently aloof? He even limped as he walked. "What’s with him..." Jiang Nian pointed to Xu Yuanshan’s way of walking, hesitantly asked, "Isn’t it inconvenient?" Xu Yuanshan immediately spoke, holding back his frustration, "I fell myself on the way, nothing to do with my sister." Not bad, very resilient. Xu Shuang blushed slightly, turned her head, coughing. "He fell and damaged his brain." Not bad, diagnosing by eye, truly a divine physician. Xie Zhihao was the hanger-on’s hanger-on, walking beside them chatting with Xu Yuanshan to liven up the atmosphere, but also chatting with Xu Shuang. The last painful lesson deeply stung him. To prevent Jiang Nian from talking to Xu Shuang, Brother Hao kept finding topics. Chatting with two people at once was tiring. Jiang Nian was happy with the leisure, idly playing on his phone. He took pictures, reporting his itinerary to the class president. No special reason for reporting, just finding a topic to chat. Suddenly, Yao Beibei sent him a message. It was a forwarded post, though the title was a bit shocking. "Scumbag Disemboweled in Public" What kind of modern Shang Yang is this? Jiang Nian looked around warily, left and right. All he saw were students leaving school, streams of people everywhere. "Outside, why?" Yao Beibei sent a sly smile emoji, making Jiang Nian inexplicably angry. Don’t be ambiguous here. This person’s definitely doing it on purpose, trying to put pressure on me. "Oh, I’m outside too." Jiang Nian typed back, "You better behave, don’t say nonsense." "How could I feel guilty while making money outside, relying on my own talent." Jiang Nian typed, "byd don’t make me catch you." "Hehe, does a kid like you dare?" "I’ll break your right middle finger, make you lose your boyfriend." Jiang Nian typed quickly, fiercely threatening Huang Beibei. Neither of them wasted words, both were attacking each other. At times , there’s no need to explain; those who understand will understand. Once you soften your stance, the situation becomes uncontrollable. Yao Beibei, "(Snort) With pleasure, I favor my left hand." Jiang Nian: "You’re damn invincible." He lifted his head, stopped walking. "We arrived." Xu Yuanshan was extremely excited, wanting to shout "King," but then his calf started to ache again. "Make your move, I’ll...watch from the side." "Oh, okay." Jiang Nian put away his phone, wandered around the store, "King, right, let me see." He casually picked up a few packs, squeezing them. Xu Shuang stood nearby with arms crossed, watching every seemingly meaningless move he made, pondering. [King] The cards have different weights; is he choosing by the subtle feel? "Sis, what’s he doing?" "Every pack has the same weight, how could he possibly pick it with his hands?" Xu Yuanshan lowered his voice. Xie Zhihao didn’t understand but silently prayed it wouldn’t be drawn. "Maybe...just going on luck." While Jiang Nian touched, his brain was completely blank. It’s like when you call a locksmith, you think it’s worth ten minutes. If the master opens it in three seconds, you wouldn’t be happy. This is "Managing Client Emotional Value." He felt it was about right, randomly picked up a pack of cards. Tossed it to Xu Yuanshan not far away, snapped his fingers. Xu Yuanshan caught it eagerly, feeling that this moment was super cool. With a beep, he paid and left. At the store entrance, Xu Yuanshan opened the card package. Skillfully spread the cards in a fan shape, revealing a gold card. "Bro! How did you do it?" Xu Yuanshan’s legs almost gave way, "Bro, will you take a student? I could call you dad anytime." Xu Shuang smiled, fists clenched.