CHAPTER 705: CHAPTER 556: IF YOU WON’T PLAY BEYBLADE, THEN I’LL PLAY WITH YOU_2

"Hey bro, why aren’t you asleep yet?"

"He’s in love," said another person in the dorm, laughing, "since he’s dating, he should treat us to a meal, right?"

"Nah, just met a freshman girl," said Yang Qiming, "no need to wait until we’re dating, I’ll treat you all tomorrow."

"Let’s all go out to eat with the whole dorm!"

Upon hearing this, the roommate who hadn’t fallen asleep immediately got up.

"Wow, Brother Yang is awesome!"

The roommates who were asleep were woken up by the cheering. When they heard about eating out tomorrow, they got excited too.

"Congratulations, Brother Yang, we’ll be eating your wedding banquet next year."

Yang Qiming, full of confidence, waved his large hand.

"Thanks for the good wishes, brothers."

Once everything quieted down, he snuggled into his blanket. He opened the girl’s profile and admired it inch by inch.

She claimed not to have QQ, but her QQ profile is awesome.

Too bad there aren’t any selfies.

However, he could understand, given that it’s a girls’ high school. Not like before, when middle school girls would post selfies every day.

The next day.

Sun Zhicheng entered the school gate still feeling a bit dazed. That fool kept chatting, almost wore him out.

Stayed up too late, felt nauseous in the morning.

But it wasn’t all in vain; he managed to invite Yang Qiming to the riverside park, planning to let him enjoy the breeze first.

Postpone for a bit, then go fishing again.

"Sigh."

He sighed deeply. This tactic is akin to harming oneself to defeat the enemy, reminiscent of past days.

Those days before Jiang Nian moved up a grade.

He didn’t mind the sacrifice, as long as Yang Qiming suffered.

"Ah Cheng?" Lin Dong greeted him as he went upstairs, "What did you do last night to look so exhausted?"

"Nothing," Sun Zhicheng waved his hand.

When he entered the classroom, he instinctively glanced at the classroom corner. At the water dispenser spot, seeing what happened, his breath caught.

Whatever he feared, turned into reality.

Chen Yunyun was there filling water, chatting with Jiang Nian in the back. Her face was full of smiles the whole time, even making playful gestures.

His heart broke once more.

"Hahaha!!" Yang Qiming laughed heartily as he entered the classroom, "Cailang, where should we go for lunch..."

The scene of him like a triumphant horse caught the attention of the class.

In the middle of the classroom.

"What’s up?"

"Who knows, maybe he won the lottery?" Dong Que withdrew her gaze, "Isn’t that one-yuan treasure hunt quite popular recently?"

She said this, then turned her head to glance at Jiang Nian’s direction.

"What are you looking at?" Tao Ran asked.

"Ah!!" Dong Que was startled by him, "Team leader, you...huh? Why did you change your style today?"

Tao Ran replied calmly, "Oh, the fortune teller said dressing like this is more prosperous."

"There are still fortune tellers these days?" Dong Que was surprised, somewhat intrigued, "Team leader, can fortune telling predict romance?"

Tao Ran thought about it; the psychologist probably doesn’t handle this.

"No, it can’t."

"Oh, okay." Dong Que was a bit disappointed, then turned to look at the girl in the front row, "Did you buy the headphones?"

"Not yet, I’ll use my New Year money to buy them."

....

"Zhizhi," Jiang Nian earnestly sought advice, reaching under her desk for a drink from South Korea, "how do you solve this problem?"

Zhang Ningzhi was speechless, "It’s English morning self-study now."

"I know."

"Alright then, which problem?" Zhang Ningzhi leaned over, momentarily forgetting to warn him not to pinch her leg again.

While the two were engrossed in solving the problem, Li Hua sighed.

"I don’t want to go to school."

Zeng You turned his head and glanced at Li Hua.

"I think classes are pretty good."

Li Hua looked at the phone on Zeng You’s desk, feeling conflicted.

"Why don’t you hand in your phone first?"

"Then I’ll take back what I said." Zeng You turned away again.

Most of the time, Li Hua felt lonely. Jiang Nian was always buried in his work, and even Ma Guojun pretended to be studying.

Only he had finished all the science subjects.

He sighed, pulling out a top from his pocket.

"Go, Gale Sky Wing!"

Jiang Nian glanced over when he heard that, then looked away, making clicking noises disapprovingly.

"What a lousy top, even a dog wouldn’t play with it."

"Chi Shi!"

After the first class in the morning, Li Hua went to the cafeteria for an extra meal. Ma Guojun hesitated for a bit, then followed.

Jiang Nian sneakily took out his top, pulled the launcher fiercely.

"Go, Gale Sky Wing!"

Zhang Ningzhi, who had been napping on the desk, was woken up by his noisy movement.

"...Didn’t you say you didn’t play?"

"Oh, alright, I won’t play then." Jiang Nian put the top back and then leaned on the desk to nap again.

His hand, under the desk, pinched Zhang Ningzhi’s thigh three times.

"Ugh, you!!" Zhang Ningzhi, annoyed, hit him multiple times, "You’d better play with the team leader’s top."

Jiang Nian compared for a while, couldn’t really tell which was more fun.

During the class break.

Tao Ran didn’t go for the routine exercise, instead sneaked to the second floor of Building D. Before entering the hallway, he put on a Sun Wukong mask.

The student union member on duty at the door, seeing Sun Wukong, couldn’t help but struggle to hold back laughter.

"Bro, doing cosplay?"

Tao Ran mumbled, "I have a reservation."

The student union had indeed blacklisted Tao Ran, but they only passed the features verbally.

The boy didn’t even think about it; he couldn’t have guessed even if he tried.

"Alright, what’s the name?"

"Zeng You."

Lan Lan went to make coffee, unaware of all this. Upon returning, she saw a registration from class four.

"Hmm?"

She instinctively became alert and asked a question.

"Who is waiting inside?"

"A senior, said he’s from Olympic competition class four," said the student union junior, "I think the name is...Zeng You."

"Oh, okay then." Lan Lan nodded.

When she opened the door and saw Tao Ran standing up from his seat, her world seemed to collapse upon seeing him remove the mask.

"Quick...quick, go get the class leader from class four."

What was his name again?

Lin Dong?

In the classroom.

"Achoo! Achoo!"

"Got a cold?" Sun Zhicheng asked with concern.

"No, just feels like someone is cursing me," Lin Dong wiped his nose, "Weather like this, it’s easy to catch a cold."

Hearing this, Sun Zhicheng frowned.

He used his phone to buy a girl’s number, inviting Yang Qiming to the riverside park. Planning to have a good stroll with this dog.

All he wanted was revenge, not to make his opponent sick.

Sun Zhicheng thought, then quietly sent a message to Yang Qiming on his phone.

"The wind at the park is strong, remember to wear something warm, nya."

Damn, so disgusting.

He got goosebumps, but heard excited cheers from the group next door, making him feel even more disgusted.

....

After school at noon, came a brief golden six-hour period.

At the same time, people started changing seats.

Zhang Ningzhi didn’t need to worry about her desk; such laborious work always had Jiang Nian to help, greatly easing her workload.

Jiang Nian moved her desk and smiled at the people in the back row.

"Qingqing, long time no see."

"Hmm." Li Qingrong lowered her eyes and quietly hid her calendar, "Where are you going this afternoon?"

"Nowhere, just writing in the classroom."

Li Qingrong thought, realizing she had no problems to work on, so she decided to buy a workbook later.

"I’ll be writing questions in the afternoon too."

"That’s great, I’ll come back right after eating." Jiang Nian put down the chair, having a beautiful girl accompany him while solving problems was naturally delightful.

What’s that phrase, red sleeves add fragrance.

Li Qingrong said, "I’ll be a bit late."

"Okay."

Jiang Nian had just finished moving the desk and was about to go eat when he saw Lao Liu come upstairs and walk through the hallway toward them.

Lao Liu also saw him and waved to call him over.

"Jiang Nian!"

"Wait a moment."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian’s right eyelid twitched violently.

Darn it, this isn’t good news.

Lao Liu walked up to Jiang Nian and got straight to the point.

"For tomorrow’s flag-raising award ceremony, you still have to speak on stage. It’s not my call; the leadership specifically named you."

"Leadership? Who?" He looked puzzled.

"Vice Principal Gao," Lao Liu smiled, "he likes students who are both good at sports and academics, and you fit both."

Jiang Nian: "...."

"Why do you look unhappy? This is a rare opportunity to shine," Lao Liu said sternly.

"Teacher, what if I get a slight cold on Monday morning..."

Lao Liu responded, "That won’t do, you can’t stand up the leadership!"

Jiang Nian hesitated to say more.

It’s over.