On the cold street, the shops on both sides were basically closed, and the orange street lamps illuminated a dim halo.
Jiang Nian walked under the streetlight carrying his bag, and his shadow changed from long to short.
"I've been talking for a long time, Mr. Xu, aren't you a class official?"
"Are you?" she asked.
"Ahem, given time." Jiang Nian said foolishly, "I think the biology class representative in my class is indolent and addicted to male sex, and Nian will definitely replace him."
"Is your biology class representative female?"
"Male."
Xu Qianqian: "."
The two wandered all the way home, and after entering the alley, they talked about the holiday again.
"Is there any holiday this month?
"Six hours on Sunday."
"That's not it, I mean a long vacation of one or two days." Xu Qianqian tightened her school bag, "I have a TV series that I have been saving, and it has already concluded."
"Which one?"
"Go away, I won't tell you." Xu Qianqian glanced at him, knowing the dog's thoughts very well, "There is no spoiler, you can't guess it."
"Why don't you watch an episode before going to bed?"
"I learned it after watching the epiglottis."
"It's not that exaggerated." Jiang Nian said.
He came out of the alley, turned into a long and narrow path, and took a shortcut home through the gaps between the buildings on both sides of the gutter. Xu Qianqian followed him.
When going upstairs, Xu Qianqian suddenly said something.
"You went to play ball this afternoon?"
On the stairs, Jiang Nian made a move.
"Nonsense, study in the classroom."
"No?" Xu Qianqian looked up at him and raised her lips slightly, "It's quite impressive. Didn't you quit the team? Can you still fight with those people?"
"No fight."
"Hmph, admit it." Xu Qianqian narrowed her eyes, as if she had caught you, "Don't get involved with those people, or I will tell Aunt Li."
Jiang Nian's little soybean is sweating, right? Old Arthur, you just get good at it after playing around.
"Xu Qianqian, besides snitching, do you have other jobs?"
Hearing this, she frowned.
"Tell my dad."
Jiang Nian silently gave a thumbs up, "Okay, in the name of father."
Two doors closed, no good night.
This is the daily life of the two of them. When they get home, they basically want to take a shower and lie on the bed. They listen to music for a while, check TikTok for a few minutes, and then slowly fall asleep.
The difference is that Xu Qianqian occasionally chooses to watch online classes for a while.
Jiang Nian only wanted to be satisfied if he scored 600 points in the exam. After leaving school, he lost any ambition. When he got home, he just wanted to rest, hide under the quilt and see Welfare Ji.
After taking a shower, he lay on the bed, and "Love in B.C." was playing in a low voice on the speaker in the room.
[The priest’s temple battles with bows and arrows, whose past is it?]
Li Qingrong lowered his eyes and stared at the lines on Jiang Nian's QQ page.
Favorite song: "Love is Only Seven Yuan".
Searched and clicked play, [I like the picture of you only belonging to me in the crowd, passing by the goddess Su Mei, I made a wish in the name of the goddess]
After listening, she was ready to sleep.
Ten minutes later, I took out my mobile phone from the darkness. I opened Jiangnian’s QQ and looked at it for a while.
I called up 26 keys, but I don’t know what to play at night.
111:.
The other party responded quickly and showed that it was inputting.
Li Qingrong looked at the time specifically, 23:25, and he was still asleep at this time.
Do you have a habit of going to bed late?
What topic are you talking about, and is the other person doing the questions?
Before hesitating, the message had been sent.
Jiang Nian: "?"
Li Qingrong looked at the question marks on the screen, feeling all the pressure return inexplicably.
"1."
Jiangnian: "2."
The two of them fired from 1 to 32, and Jiang Nian couldn't hold back his anger.
"Monitor can't sleep?"
"Um."
"That must be a problem with posture. What posture do you usually sleep in?" Jiang Nian usually wouldn't feel sleepy before twelve o'clock unless he was particularly tired.
I played less than half a quarter in the afternoon and I didn’t even break out a sweat, let alone feel sleepy.
Li Qingrong: "Lie down."
Jiang Nian replied with an emoticon, Grandpa Niu: Where is Tutu?
After he finished sending it, he was worried that the monitor wouldn't understand it, so he was about to explain it in a stupid way.
Suddenly, a message was sent, which was a current photo.
【picture】.
There was only one bedside lamp turned on in the dim room, and the light overflowed from the special-shaped wooden lamp.
The girl wore her hair down and took pictures while lying on her side with her mobile phone in hand.
The scene was indescribable, I just felt that the squad leader's temperament was as thin as a clear mist.
Jiang Nian typed, "Try this [picture]."
Diagonal span type.
He would be a little more serious with the squad leader. If he were chatting with Huang Beibei, then the solution to insomnia should be judo. After practicing it once, he would feel sleepy.
What? Not sleepy yet.
Then review the old and learn the new.
It is the cardamom year, the hills are overlapping and the golden light is extinguished, and the clouds on the temples are about to catch up with the fragrant snow on the cheeks.
Li Qingrong didn’t reply for a long time.
Jiang Nian thought she was asleep, so he didn't pay much attention and continued to switch to watching Welfare Ji.
Douyin is full of good stuff late at night, whether it's ghost stories or welfare girls. Anyway, it's easy to get on the quilt.
"Dark shadow by the window." Jiang Nian was staring at his phone attentively when a message popped up on his phone.
"good."
The feeling of terror disappeared instantly.
He felt helpless and clicked into the monitor's chat interface.
"Is it useful?"
Two minutes passed, and Li Qingrong didn't reply.
With the lessons learned from the past, Jiang Nian feels uneasy about cheating on Welfare Ji. In those awkward moments, a sudden message from a friend can make people feel uneasy.
There is a feeling of zero moral value.
So, he took the initiative to send messages to test.
"Why don't you reply to the message?"
Li Qingrong replied instantly, "Asleep."
The next day.
During morning reading, Zhou Yuting got down from her seat and took the initiative to walk next to Yu Zhiyi.
"Hey, let me tell you, I did it yesterday."
The two only officially became friends two days ago, and their relationship quickly heated up because of some similar ideas. In their current status, they are above friends and below besties.
After Yu Zhiyi heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Is there really such a person?"
"Yes, the man at the bottom." Zhou Yuting fanned herself with a list of Chinese knowledge and complained, "I told him his name when he came up, as if I had to know him."
"Zhang Xiaofan, I seem to have some impression." Yu Zhiyi frowned, "Do you like playing basketball very much? I was hit by him once when I passed the court."
Hearing this, Zhou Yuting was stunned. Isn't this the classic opening of an idol drama?
"Then what?"
"What then?" Yu Zhiyi was a little confused, just like a normal person, "It hurt me so much that I called him a fool and left."
Zhou Yuting didn't know what to say for a moment. Is this a normal reaction?
It seems so.
Forget it, let’s not talk about this.
"He suddenly added me, which shocked me." Zhou Yuting continued to complain, "When I looked at his circle of friends, they were all about sneakers, various concerts, basketball and so on."
"I don't quite understand this. He said he can sing, dance, and play basketball. He said he has admired me for a long time and wanted to get to know me."
After hearing this, Yu Zhiyi asked.
"Which class is he in?"
"On the first floor."
"Oh, that's okay, at least it's a human being." Yu Zhiyi suddenly lost interest when he heard that the other person was on the first floor.
What if you say 78 if you can't get into college?
Of course, it's not that she has any prejudice against classmates with low cultural scores. It's just that her future path and outlook will be different. The longer we spend time together, the more tiring she becomes.
She has a cousin in her thirties who married a boy who went out to work after graduating from junior high school. After the marriage, they quarreled almost every day and could only divorce with two houses.
Then I found a boy who was an intern in my junior year of college and spent all day enjoying my happiness with my family.
Although she was indifferent to her cousin's happiness, from the perspective of finding a potential boyfriend, there was no conflict between finding a rich man and finding someone with a high score.
"What do you think of him?" she asked.
"To be honest, I don't have any opinion." Zhou Yuting spread her hands and looked indifferent, "He said he would order milk tea for me, but I have lost weight recently."
"He also said he would give me a gift, but I saw that it was not expensive. I could just buy it myself, so there was no need for him to give it to me. The more expensive ones would probably hurt his body."
Hearing this, Yu Zhiyi asked curiously.
"Then why not delete it?"
Zhou Yuting asked with a confused look on her face.
"Why delete it?"
"Keep it, I think what he says is quite funny, much funnier than cold jokes."
The third largest group.
Lin Dong withdrew his gaze from Yu Zhiyi and said to Sun Zhicheng who was reading early.
"What are they talking about? Do they like me?"
"I don't know." Sun Zhicheng has been feeling a little depressed these past two days.
Ever since he learned that Yang Qiming had quickly dealt with the target of Shanghai No. 1 Middle School, his mentality collapsed.
Yang Qiming looks like Kabuda, and when he stands he looks like a pig with a human face. Is that woman blind? She grew up in a country of women and has never seen a man?
I'm so bored that I don't want to go to morning reading. I really want to hang myself.
Lin Dong has long been accustomed to Ah Cheng's intermittent impotence, which always occurs twenty days a month. Everyone is not optimistic about Ah Cheng, but fortunately Ah Cheng does not live up to expectations.
He was too lazy to pay attention and began to read deeply in the morning.
"Give me another two minutes~ Let me freeze the memory!"
"Oi, Nian, I heard that we are going to declare a challenge." Li Hua held his head with one hand as usual. Seeing that Jiang Nian ignored him, he licked his face and harassed Ma Guojun.
"Oi, Lao Ma, your waistline is very hot."
Ma Guojun was reading ancient poems quickly and glanced at Li Hua.
"roll."
"Fuck." Li Hua came back from the dead and looked at Jiang Nian with a sad look on his face, "Do you think the girls in Class 4 are pretty? The Lun family really wants to go to Class 4 to take a look."
Jiang Nian shook his head, unable to be selected by the sniper.
"Can't hear, can't hear."
This user refused to talk to the idiot.
After the second period of class, Jiang Nian was already getting ready to take off his clothes. Suddenly he realized that the announcement of the running exercise did not go off, and he thought that something was wrong.
There was movement from behind the classroom.
He turned around and saw Cai Xiaoqing walking towards the podium carrying a large red piece of paper.
"Be quiet."
"The people from Class 4 will come to our class later to write a prologue. While others are reading the prologue, everyone in the class should keep quiet and give each other enough respect."
"When they finish reading, our class will stand up and shout slogans."
"Liu Yang will organize the specific slogans."
Hearing this, the class immediately became excited.
"Hey, I suggest that our class's letter of challenge must be written in Xiaozhuan. I don't want to be seen by the people in Class 4 in the examination room, so you can use it directly."
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Chapter completed!