"Those who are here, help those who aren’t...," Lao Liu thought for a moment, then changed his mind, "Let’s change it to moving after school on Sunday."
After saying that, Lao Liu didn’t hesitate and left directly.
The classroom bustled with activity as they started moving the desks.
Li Hua held down Huang Fang’s desk, "Fangfang, Jiang Nian and I will help you move your desks. You tidy up, and bring your and Zhang Ningzhi’s chairs."
Huang Fang, who was obviously used to it, nodded.
"Sure, thanks, team leader."
Zhang Ningzhi had quite a lot of stuff, and her book basket was super heavy too.
She used a clear storage box bought online, while Jiang Nian used one of those five-yuan baskets from the campus store. Comparatively, the storage box was sturdier.
Moving the desk was a bit troublesome, Jiang Nian had to pass by the podium. Since the podium was rather narrow, people often took shortcuts there, causing impatience.
The weekly test wasn’t a major exam, so the book baskets didn’t need to be moved outside the classroom. Just cleaning the desktop was enough, and the baskets went along with the desks.
With both hands lifting the book basket, Jiang Nian felt no sense of heavy lifting at all.
If the pressure was even more focused, it seemed one hand could easily...lift it. As they say, the rich rely on technology, the poor rely on mutation, and freeloaders rely on systems.
Huff, huff, who’s girlfriend’s deflated? Turning around, Li Hua was panting after moving his book basket.
"What do you know, I’m just pretending," Li Hua straightened his waist, stubbornly.
Chubby Ma Guojun’s new seat was just across an aisle from Li Hua’s group.
The desks were all moved, but the exam wasn’t immediate, so the three of them went outside the corridor to chat.
Autumn nights came quickly, and the weather was more comfortable than in summer.
Ma Guojun couldn’t help but smile lewdly, edging towards Li Hua, adjusting his glasses and said.
"Why don’t you swap places with someone in your group, then we can chat."
"Zhang Ningzhi? She’s not here yet, you’ll have to ask her yourself," Li Hua said, then turned to Jiang Nian, "Will she come for the exam tonight?"
"She’s almost there, should be near the school gate now."
Ma Guojun was shocked, "Wow, Jiang Nian knows so clearly?"
Jiang Nian leaned on the railing, looking completely indifferent.
"Having a good relationship is . Maybe someday Yao Beibei and I will isolate you two."
"You and Zhang Ningzhi, are you two dating?" Ma Guojun whispered, "We’re all buddies, speak quietly, whoever spills it is an idiot."
"No, just close friends," Jiang Nian shook his head.
"How to put it, I can’t date, because I only have a little bit of money," Jiang Nian turned to look at the two goofballs, "I want to keep it for myself."
"Damn! You’re such a scum!"
Li Hua and Ma Guojun simultaneously cursed, internally a thousand crazy horses galloping through. What kind of abstract comment is this, why don’t you just go die!
After chatting for a while, the three went back into the classroom together.
Jiang Nian had just returned to his seat when his gaze swept over the back row, pausing for a moment.
When he was changing seats just now, he was too busy chatting with Li Hua and Ma Guojun to notice changes in the back row.
Li Qingrong looked up at him and nodded slightly.
The class president was quite dull too, maybe he should tone it down a bit.
Although Li Qingrong’s skin under the light was fair and translucent, truly delicate, and her looks were top-notch, if he showed his creepy side.
Like involuntarily saying something like, "Class president, your skin is so nice, makes me want to slurp," he’d probably have a hard time staying in this class.
Thinking of this, he also nodded slightly without saying anything.
In the middle of the fifth row, Yu Tongjie stared blankly at the desk, lost in thought.
Things...strayed slightly off his plan, according to his projection. Li Qingrong’s seat should have been in the fourth row, right in front of him.
Who would have thought she’d also switch places within her group, ending up with Jiang Nian as desk neighbors.
Was it because sitting too far back made it hard to see the blackboard?
Yu Tongjie, feeling a mix of emotions, vowed to score six hundred points by the end of the month. Then he’d qualify to ask the homeroom teacher to switch groups under the pretense of studying.
Six hundred points, would it be achievable?
Before long, Zhang Ningzhi showed up tardily.
She entered the classroom quickly, head down with a backpack on. Standing by the third group, she stared at unfamiliar faces, bewildered, as a thought popped up.
Oh no! Did I get into the wrong class?
At the classroom door, Huang Fang stood up and waved, "Zhizhi, over here."
For Zhang Ningzhi, Class Three was practically a new class. Having been in it just a month, and being somewhat introverted, she hadn’t fully recognized everyone yet.
Suddenly hearing Emperor Fangfang’s voice, she felt so moved she wanted to cry.
Thank goodness she didn’t go into the wrong classroom, or it would have been super embarrassing.
She returned to the first group, and from the shift, landed in the second row near the aisle of the first major group. Li Hua sat inside, with Jiang Nian still in the middle.
He supported his head with his hand, a mischievous grin lingering on his face, and said.
Zhang Ningzhi felt a bit displeased, pouted, and sat down, murmuring.
"Why didn’t you tell me."
"I wanted to stop you, but...," he spread his hands, "why were you charging in so fast, I couldn’t stop you. I thought someone’s rabbit cage hadn’t been shut."
"Humph, rabbits are quite cute too," Zhang Ningzhi said.
"I think so too, last time I saw one, I adopted it," he said.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi’s eyes sparkled brightly.
"You have a bunny at home? How many? Can you show me photos?"
Jiang Nian suddenly acted coy, "Not enough money, only adopted half of a spicy-flavored one."
"Nian, you’re really something else!" Li Hua turned his head, criticizing, "Eating a rabbit and not even leaving some for me, penalty is giving me fifty bucks today!"