CHAPTER 551: CHAPTER 449: BRO, BE MY DOG

Suddenly, someone jumped out, and Jiang Nian’s first reaction was to press down.

"Ah!"

Wang Yuhe couldn’t scare him, and instead got a smack on the face.

"It’s me!"

"Hmm?" Jiang Nian withdrew his hand and looked at Wang Yuhe, "Jumping out suddenly to scare people, do you think you’re lurking in the bushes?"

"Where’s Chen Yunyun?"

"She went to buy something at the school gate and asked me to go to the classroom first." Wang Yuhe said, looking behind him, seemingly searching for someone.

"Did you see her?"

People grow.

In fertile ground, seeds absorb nutrients and grow strong. Wang Yuhe is much more outgoing now; it’s growth, too.

"No, what did she buy?" Jiang Nian asked out of habit.

"Can’t say."

"Can I use it?" He asked again.

Wang Yuhe’s face turned slightly red, "No."

Jiang Nian let out an ’oh,’ guessing what it was. She went to buy Feizi during lunchtime, so he casually mentioned something.

"Hair clip."

Wang Yuhe was delighted, proud to keep the secret.

"Wrong!"

When Chen Yunyun returned to the classroom and listened to Wang Yuhe’s proud recounting, she pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

If the sky falls, everything will be said.

"Yunyun, am I great?" Wang Yuhe leaned closer, looking for praise, "Jiang Nian is so dumb, seems brainless."

Chen Yunyun glanced at Wang Yuhe and then at Jiang Nian working on exercises.

"Huh?"

Jiang Nian was buried in exercises, hearing footsteps beside him. Turning his head, he saw Chen Yunyun sitting in Li Hua’s seat.

"Back?"

"Yeah, checking what exercises you’re doing." Chen Yunyun naturally leaned over, her faint cool scent wasn’t intrusive.

"Oh, oh, math." Jiang Nian originally wanted to say, brother, you smell nice.

Chen Yunyun, however, asked without waiting, "Yesterday after the championship, did any girls confess to you?"

Whoa, branches...

Mid-thought, Jiang Nian came back to his senses.

Oh, it’s Yunyun.

No problem then.

"Yes, junior girls keep confessing all day long." Jiang Nian said easily, "There are even those who like my smell, scary."

Chen Yunyun blushed instantly, embarrassed for him.

"What are you talking about?"

"Just casually saying, can’t I fantasize?" Jiang Nian retorted, "Actually, from yesterday till today, there’s only one, but..."

"But what?"

Jiang Nian, master at playing dumb, continued, "Those two junior girls came looking for Li Hua, constantly calling out that, that... that."

Even though the joke was cold, Chen Yunyun couldn’t help covering her mouth to laugh.

"During the exercise dismissal, I saw them."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian instantly relaxed.

"Hey, you saw it all, why ask me?"

"Just... asking." Chen Yunyun didn’t even know why, "Curious, what could I be thinking?"

Who knows, what if you want to...

Jiang Nian thought about it and reassured Chen Yunyun.

"Actually, I always agree with one saying, students shouldn’t prepare for college entrance exams while strolling with women in parks, should be punished!"

Chen Yunyun: "?"

"So, even if someone confesses to me," Jiang Nian said seriously, "I would only be cold like a passenger on a bus, blind like a colleague in a tea room."

Chen Yunyun: "??"

From the bus line onwards, she felt something was off. The more she listened, the more ridiculous it became, wishing she hadn’t grown ears.

"You’re just blabbering, I won’t talk to you anymore." She couldn’t stand it, her face thin-skinned, she walked away blushing.

Jiang Nian clicked his tongue, perfect to focus on his exercises.

Peace.

Dang! Dang!

The lunch break bell rang.

The classroom gradually quieted down, the sounds of exercises and flipping books overlapping, forming a unique white noise lullaby.

The sun’s shadows shifted, with waves of white noise overlapping.

Jiang Nian’s eyelids started to droop, soon laying his head on the desk. When he woke again, he felt refreshed.

"You’re awake?"

At these words, Jiang Nian almost got scared to death.

Again?

Seeing Yu Zhiyi’s face, he was immediately annoyed. He didn’t like looking at faces, knowing each other so well, who cared about faces.

"What’s up, anything?"

Yu Zhiyi: "Old Liu is looking for you, wants you to go to the office."

Oh, the share is here.

Every time the system distributes money, Jiang Nian feels both happy and distressed. Happy because there’s money now, earning it just standing there.

Who bears the pain?

Forget it, the future me is another matter.

The distress is the inability to spend, there’s truly no place to spend as a senior. It’s uncomfortable not to show off, painful indeed.

Only can hold back the discomfort, what if dowry needs to be paid?

That’s the magic of Zhen Nan, elsewhere earning fifty thousand means happiness. Successful me, family smiling!

Zhen Nan people earn fifty thousand, save thirty thousand.

Bah! Pauper!

Saving fifty thousand is actually zero because marriage costs fifty thousand. Saving seventy thousand actually means saving twenty thousand.

Schrödinger’s deposit, classic..... your money isn’t your money.

Crash.

Jiang Nian got up, walked out of the classroom, heading downstairs to the office. His mind wasn’t idle, speculating on Old Liu’s prize.

This stuff is delightful, pure happiness.

Winning the football championship, he wins once, Old Liu wins once. He gets prizes, once from bonuses, Old Liu gives him winning bonuses once.

He wins twice, the double win again.

The school’s bonuses have their own rules, differing from other money. Spending it isn’t called money, it’s called honor (showing off).

Tactical leaning back, how could anyone know this bottle of water was bought with champion bonus?

Knock, knock, knock, knocking the door.

"Teacher, you’re looking for me?" Jiang Nian asked from the doorway, standing tall.

A young guy, like a lush green tree in summer, vigor brimming, catching several gazes in the office.

"Here, come over." Old Liu chuckled, his hands almost dull from handing out so many awards, "There are cups over there, champion. Could you please make some tea?"

Making tea before class? We’re about to have biology class!

Jiang Nian still went to make tea, swallowing his frustration to go along with Old Liu’s pretentious acts. As expected, the teachers in the office were already feeling uncomfortable.

"Teacher Chen, leaving before class starts?"

"Uh...going up to take a look."

"Teacher Wang, you too..."

"Got stuff, got stuff."

In a while, most people in the office had left, making Jiang Nian a bit dumbfounded. He found a spot to sit down.

Old Liu sat comfortably, sipping tea with his legs crossed.

"The teacher’s prizes have been distributed."

"Let me see?" Jiang Nian got interested immediately, moved over the bag and took a look, "Oh, gifts, U-shaped pillow, thermos cup... what jun—"

"Whoa! Gold card?"

Jiang Nian spotted a bag and immediately noticed the golden meal card.

"Teacher, what’s this?"

"A cafeteria card worth twelve hundred, usable everywhere in the cafeteria." Old Liu took a sip of tea, "It’s a regular meal card, with no time limit."

"Can I get a refund after graduation?"

"Yes, you can."

"Whoa whoa!!" Jiang Nian got excited, this was a good deal, "Then I’ll take this, and maybe grab an umbrella too?"

"Okay, just don’t lose the card, it’s not named." Old Liu advised, "Just spend it, don’t top it up."

Jiang Nian was puzzled about the school’s meal card management system, but knew when to quit while ahead.

"OK."

The class bell rang, neither the old nor young were in a hurry.

"Ahem, there’s one more thing." Old Liu, like a fatherly Great Mage, said, "In a couple of days, I’ll apply something on your behalf."

"What?"

Old Liu scratched his head, "Outstanding Triple Good Student."

When these three words popped out, Jiang Nian almost couldn’t hold back.

Apart from his grades and achievements in competitions, he often arrived late, habitually skipped exercises, and frequently asked for leave.

"Really?" He raised his head trying to stifle a laugh.

"There are only a few spots per grade; you get to go on stage to receive the award." Old Liu was slightly losing composure, but had no choice but to misdirect.

"This award is co-issued by the main and branch campuses, mainly to lay the groundwork for applying to the provincial triple good student award."

Jiang Nian looked puzzled, showing the bewildered gaze of someone from the countryside.

"Teacher, what’s the provincial triple good?"

"Provincial Triple Good Student, it comes with a certificate." Old Liu explained, "Top twenty in the grade have a chance, but most are just runners."

Clearly, in Old Liu’s eyes, Jiang Nian was just one of the runners.

Which makes sense, considering he’s just a... transfer student...

"Is this useful?" He asked.

"It used to help with reduced scores during independent admissions, but not anymore." Old Liu shook his head, frowning.

"If you want to talk about benefits, maybe just the scholarship left. The province has a prize fund, selected from the provincial triple good."

"Teacher, if you’d explained this earlier, I wouldn’t be sleepy." Jiang Nian immediately laughed, thinking that truly the strong prey upon everything.

Old Liu glanced at him, shook his head and said.

"Your grades are shaky, without a competition medal. Don’t even mention the certificate; you don’t even have a motivational certificate."

"Just get some sleep, kid."

Jiang Nian swallowed his frustration, Old Liu’s words were quite piercing.

What do you mean not even a motivational certificate, but sports... haven’t I accumulated so many small championships?

Prejudices in people’s hearts are like mountains.

We sports students... forgot the front, forgot the back. Anyway, we sure will embrace our loved ones on the left side.

"Teacher, art is often stuck in the mire of contradictions." Jiang Nian stood up and said, "What if I am that one in a million?"

Old Liu completely didn’t take the bait, thought for a moment and said.

"Then you are very impressive.

Having said that, he seemed to remember something else and added.

"If you really win it, it might be somewhat helpful for college awards. No one can be sure, but I’ll fight for what you should have."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian didn’t take it seriously, exchanged a few lines and then left with his stuff.

The umbrella was quite nice, kept it to gift someone else.

In the classroom.

Jiang Nian had chatted with Old Liu for too long and missed the time. The first class in the afternoon had already been going for nearly twenty minutes when he finally arrived.

"Reporting!"

Qingbao was explaining a question and glanced at him before nodding slightly. Little Bee’s voice was sweet as honey, slightly cracking the mic with her soft breath.

"Enter."

The lecture was not interrupted, Jiang Nian moved to the back row. Just after sitting down, he smoothly handed the umbrella in his hand to Zhang Ningzhi.

"Thanks for taking the photos, this is for you."

Zhang Ningzhi glanced at the umbrella with the Zhenan Middle School logo and was still happy inside, subconsciously pressed her lips.

"Oh, thank you."

Li Hua, watching from the side, felt a pang of jealousy, couldn’t help whispering.

"Oh oh oh, gifting you."

"Actually, I brought you a gift too..."

"Godfather, I spoke a bit loudly just now." Li Hua changed his face instantly, "But trust me, that’s absolutely not what I meant."

Jiang Nian took out a one-cent coin and placed it on Li Hua’s desk.

"Good buddy, be my dog."

Li Hua couldn’t hold back, not like Fang Han!

"Jiang, we can’t avoid this war!"

"Got a gold card, no cafeteria limit." Jiang Nian took out his big meal card, "Ah, how do I spend it?"

"Bro, bro, I know how to spend it." Li Hua’s eyes were sparkling.

"How do we spend it?"

A Little Bee voice sounded beside the two, instantly startling the two in the back row, they turned sharply.

Qingbao, holding a textbook, stood in the aisle looking at them. Her gaze shifted to Jiang Nian and she extended her hand towards him.

"Confiscated, come see me after class to get it back."

"You two go stand at the back; see me in the office after school for a sheet of paper."

Jiang Nian: "...."

It backfired, Qingbao is truly fierce.

....

The afternoon classes went by quickly.

After school, Jiang Nian was correcting error questions under Li Qingrong’s gaze, struggling with the calculations in the big physics problem, feeling a slight headache.

"Qingqing, still can’t do it."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingrong propped her head with her hand, showing no expression. She first glanced at him, then cast her eyes down at the test paper.

"Third time."