CHAPTER 554: CHAPTER 452: QINGQING: WANT A HUG?

Chen Yunyun stammered on "I" for ages without making a point.

"Nothing much, just thinking about a problem."

Jiang Nian nodded without saying anything further.

Until Wang Yuhe entered the classroom, he turned and caught Chen Yunyun. Smiling at her, he used the opportunity of moving aside to block the view.

With a quick move, he dragged Chen Yunyun away.

If anyone in the classroom looked outside, they would only see a master like at a banquet. With a wave of the sleeve, the operation of whisking away a bottle of Wuliangye.

High awareness of the surroundings is like this, classic vision blocking.

"Huh?"

Chen Yunyun was lightly pulled aside, and she didn’t resist.

"What’s up?"

"It’s a bit about that small house outside the school," Jiang Nian asked with a smile, "Has anyone asked you guys why the boy who rented it didn’t live there?"

"Yes."

"I ran into the landlord today, and she asked if it was sublet?" Chen Yunyun said, "I wanted to mention it at lunch, but I forgot."

"Forgot? You’re very curious about that secret, aren’t you?"

Chen Yunyun’s thoughts were seen through, and her face immediately turned red.

"Are you going to tell me?"

"No." Jiang Nian had no hint of softness.

"Ugh..." Chen Yunyun faced rejection and pursed her lips, "Alright, never mind, I don’t really want to know."

Jiang Nian felt it was revealing, turning into a fairy, huh?

"If you’re curious, you can ask Wang Yuhe. Let’s not talk about this for now." He brought the topic back, "So when the teacher asked you, what did you say?"

Chen Yunyun bit her lip, hesitating for ages before speaking.

"...Cousin."

Jiang Nian’s expression was a little hard to maintain upon hearing this.

"That works, I originally thought you’d just tell the truth. If you say cousin, people might think I’m Murong Fu."

Murong Fu aside from other things, is set on restoring his country and doesn’t love orthopedics.

His medical awareness is quite advanced.

"Huh?" Chen Yunyun was momentarily puzzled, "What should we do then?"

"See it but don’t expose it, the place is already rented." Jiang Nian didn’t care much, "As long as there’s no trouble, no one will bother."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yunyun felt a bit embarrassed. But it’s true, people will think what they want, and there’s no controlling it.

But... what counts as trouble?

After the lunch break.

Ma Guojun entered the classroom with a glowing face, nudging his black-framed glasses with his middle finger, bringing an interesting story.

"I just saw someone get hit and fly outside the Maternal and Child Health Hospital."

"That intense?" Jiang Nian raised his eyebrows, moving closer to ask, "Is the person who got hit Li Hua?"

"Chi Shi!" Li Hua couldn’t stand it.

"I also heard about it, it’s really scary," Zhizhi joined in, "It seems like they were walking while playing with their phone and suddenly got hit."

Upon hearing this, several boys drew in a sharp breath.

"Was the phone formatted?"

"If the person passed out and the phone was still on, it’s over."

"Zeng You, you have to be careful crossing the street. Last time I saw you walking with your head down, playing on your phone, walking with a couple."

Zeng You: "..."

Jiang Nian didn’t join the discussion; firstly, lecherousness wasn’t a weakness for him, and secondly, there was no need to wait for the police to check phone records.

No need for all that fuss, just the news of hospitalization spreading would mean his end.

Alas, life is like a reverse journey.

The afternoon passed, three classes ended. During the last small self-study session, a large group of people lay sprawled in the classroom, listless.

Li Hua was waiting for class to end, feeling very bored. Somehow he got hold of a piece of chalk, grinding it into powder and mixing it with water to make a paste.

Absolutely an artist.

Jiang Nian was doing exercises, stretching his neck. Turning his head, he noticed Li Hua’s little endeavor, and couldn’t help but laugh.

"Making strawberry milk?"

"Yeah, it’s for Ma Guojun." Li Hua replied without looking up, "I’ll feed him a mouthful after school, the baby will be lulled to sleep."

Zhang Ningzhi: "?"

"Group leader, don’t you ever do homework?"

"Homework?" Li Hua looked dumbfounded at Zhang Ningzhi, then pointing at Jiang Nian, he let out Zhen Zidan’s laugh.

Getting almost full marks and still doing homework, wouldn’t that make the perfect score futile?

Teacher: "Why didn’t you submit your homework?"

"Let me ask you."

"Enough, stop showing off." Jiang Nian was speechless, consoling Zhang Ningzhi, "No worries, our son’s dreams of bragging."

"Chi Shi."

After school in the afternoon, Jiang Nian said goodbye to Zhang Ningzhi.

This time, he didn’t look for the class monitor to discuss problems. Instead, he took someone outside the school and found a small shop to have a bite to eat.

Then the two of them headed to the vicinity of Jingfu District, letting Li Qingrong stroll around the supermarket by herself.

"?"

The night was dark, and the traffic flowed like a stream.

"I have some business nearby, I’ll call you shortly." Jiang Nian didn’t quite know how to put it; the landlord in Daocheng had his sister-in-law bring the keys.

How should I put it, the person is quite nice.

Jiang Nian rented it in his own name, a lease for half a year. The rent was over ten thousand, roughly over two thousand a month.

Compared to some lousy neighborhoods near the county, this was quite a reasonable price.

Would you believe it if one-bedroom apartments with a balcony in a small county dared to charge twelve hundred?

Also, the asking price for web-famous apartments near the suburban university town was quite ridiculous; even birds couldn’t fly out of those areas, yet they asked for over two thousand.

What, there’s a university in South City?

Yes, brother, there is.

A provincial public institution, it enrolls students in both first and second batches. Situated near home, very few from the third class want to apply to Nansheng Institute of Technology.

At the gate of Jingfu District, the sky was dim.

Jiang Nian in a windbreaker on top, jeans on the bottom, tall and slender, stood outside the security kiosk, attracting quite some attention from those coming and going.

He was chatting with the class monitor, not paying much attention to his surroundings.

Suddenly, the crisp sound of heels clacking on tiles approached, catching Jiang Nian’s attention, making him look up to see a certain blazing figure.

A red bodycon dress outlined a curvy figure. Her hair was in long, voluminous waves, lips painted bright red.