CHAPTER 706: CHAPTER 557: YOU CAN OPEN YOUR EYES NOW

Sunday, noon.

The cafeteria only had one window open, with four dishes on display. Two meat, two vegetarian, picky eaters non-existent.

Damn, how do you eat pure seaweed?

Don’t eat the pickled radish.

Aside from Jiang Nian, there weren’t many people in the cafeteria. But luckily, he wasn’t too picky either, eating everything.

"Why are you the only one here?"

A charming female voice rang out, catching Jiang Nian’s attention. After looking up, his expression instantly turned dull.

"Mind your own business."

"Who are you insulting?" Yu Zhiyi was furious.

From the moment she first saw Jiang Nian, she knew that nothing good would come out of his mouth, but she still came.

Not to get bullied, but because whenever she saw a "dog," she wanted to tease it.

Then, after a couple of insults, she’d get mad for a while. But once she was pleased and ran off, her afternoon would be complete.

This is the ritual of life.

"Whoever jumps up gets insulted, got a problem?" Jiang Nian glanced at her, "If not, then leave, don’t disturb my meal."

Hearing this, Yu Zhiyi was incredulous. She flipped her hair, blinked her big Kazilan eyes, and said:

"Isn’t looking at a beauty more appetizing?"

"A 500-point thing, I’m afraid if I look at you twice, my score will drop." Jiang Nian didn’t like being disturbed while eating.

Lonely Gourmet

"You!!!" Yu Zhiyi was so angry that her buttons almost fell off, but she held back, "I can’t be bothered to argue with you."

Logically, after saying this, she should turn and leave.

But instead, Yu Zhiyi sat down.

Since the table in the cafeteria was too dirty, she didn’t put her chest on the table, wearing a look that seemed to encourage questions.

But, Jiang Nian was just focused on eating.

Yu Zhiyi couldn’t hold it in, "Aren’t you going to ask me what I’m up to?"

"Go wherever you like."

"I’m going to the milk tea shop to work part-time and earn some pocket money to buy your remote control car." She said it on purpose.

Lifting her head, she intended to see Jiang Nian’s reaction.

Unexpectedly, after thinking for a while, he asked:

"Milk tea girl, huh? Can you secretly bring a few fruit teas back?"

"Probably not, my cousin’s best friend owns the shop," she said, "but I can give you a 30% discount."

"Useless."

Yu Zhiyi: "....You."

Jiang Nian didn’t care about her thoughts. People like her, once they feel capable, start trying to control others.

In short, they’re not bad, just annoying.

Yu Zhiyi stood up, "Bye-bye, I’m off to make money."

Jiang Nian finished eating too, carrying his tray as he left.

"Alright, the kid’s in the washing machine. The meal is already washed, heat up the clothes and you can eat when you get back."

"Ha." Yu Zhiyi rolled her eyes at him and turned to leave.

After walking a couple of steps, she hurried back and pulled Jiang Nian to the side of the sidewalk, asking:

"Which bus do I take to Zhenbei?"

A few passing students glanced over, showing envious looks.

Jiang Nian pulled away, thinking that this person is not reserved at all. Pulling hand is one thing, but pulling into an embrace?

With even a little movement, his arm was blocked by a thick barrier.

"Cross West Square, next to the third primary school, take bus 119."

....

In the classroom.

Jiang Nian sat at the front door, in the middle of the second row. Looking up, he could just see the hallway, becoming a watchdog.

"Fangfang."

Huang Fang, who had just returned to the classroom, was caught on the spot and was stunned for several seconds.

"Aren’t you going home?"

"The school is my home, Fangfang, please sit." Jiang Nian made a professional gesture, combining "Zhang Wei, please sit."

Huang Fang: "...You’re being a bit ridiculous."

She returned to her seat, sitting in the first row. Glancing at the corner of her desk at her motto, [God rewards those who work hard].

Suddenly, it seemed a bit glaring.

Half an hour later, people started entering the classroom one after another. With finals approaching, many in the class were preparing to study hard.

Among them was Luo Yong, who was a bit frustrated.

The couple renting the next room reconciled, making strange noises every night, and it had become even more blatant in recent days.

Isn’t it time to push for better grades with the finals approaching?

What are you pushing for!

Originally, he planned to go back to the rental room to sleep at noon, but thinking about the next-door neighbors pushing again, he returned to the classroom.

Damn, it’s so painful.

He was clearly trying to abstain, but recently, as soon as he lay down to sleep, he could hear the noises from next door, making him worn out.

After sitting in the classroom for a while, Luo Yong let out a breath.

The scholarly atmosphere had healed him...

Lifting his head, he saw the class president enter from the front door, hand a drink to Jiang Nian, and the two chatted quietly.

For some reason, he suddenly wanted to return to his rental room.

Luo Yong leaned back in his chair, eyes empty. He thought, life’s too much, no matter what, I’ll kneel to you.

Life~~

Jiang Nian sipped the fruit tea Li Qingrong brought, glancing at her new test papers, feeling puzzled.

"It’s already finals, and you’re buying new test papers?"

Li Qingrong glanced at him and then looked away.

"Finished the previous ones."

"Oh, not that..." Jiang Nian couldn’t quite understand, could school test papers really be completed?

Li Qingrong didn’t respond, just spread out the papers.

Jiang Nian took a sip of fruit tea, realizing the class president seemed to have brought only for him, suddenly feeling a bit awkward drinking alone.

"Do you want some?"

"What?" Li Qingrong looked up at him.

"Uh, I accidentally drank some." Jiang Nian also realized, "Never mind, pretend I didn’t say anything."

"Do you want me to get you some hot water, Qingqing where’s your cup?"

He felt bad hogging the drink, at least offering to do something.

"No, I’m good." Li Qingrong refused.

"Oh."

Jiang Nian heard her refusal and didn’t say more. Just as he was about to start writing, suddenly got poked in the back.

"Hmm?" He turned his head.

He saw Li Qingrong reaching out, pointing at the fruit tea on the desk.