On the way out of the school gate, Qianqian asked casually.
"What did you do this afternoon?"
The night was deep, the dimly lit school road was crowded. Students leaving evening study were heading home in groups.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian answered honestly.
"I was writing exam papers in the classroom, then playing cards with a pretty female classmate."
Qianqian hesitated for a moment before asking curiously.
"How many papers did you do?"
"Huh? Is that right?" Jiang Nian turned to glance at her and asked back, "Aren’t you going to ask about the pretty female classmate?"
"Was playing cards fun?"
"Not really, I cheated." Jiang Nian confessed straightforwardly, "I won five games in a row, then she stopped playing with me."
"Tsk, your daydreams are quite realistic." Qianqian tilted her head, giving him a glance, "Why not say you’re the God of Gambling."
The two walked out from the school gate, stepping over the threshold.
"I’m not the God of Gambling, say no to gambling starting from you and me." Jiang Nian said, "Say no to lewdness starting from you and him."
"What about you?" Qianqian stared blankly at him.
"I’m doing quite well."
"Who asked you that!"
Their playful banter continued as they strolled to the alley entrance. After a few steps, they encountered a drunken man swaying on the path.
Under the streetlight, Qianqian instinctively tensed up.
Jiang Nian glanced at the drunkard, thinking he was probably a tenant from nearby. This place was notorious for its dilapidation, full of old houses.
They couldn’t be demolished, nor did anyone want to tear them down.
Zhennan was part of a district-level county, and its security has been quite good these years. Basically, outside of New Year’s, it was rare to see drunkards in the alley.
Jiang Nian pulled Qianqian behind him, and the two walked along the passage to the side.
During this time, Qianqian held her breath.
As they passed, she clung to Jiang Nian’s clothes. It wasn’t that she was afraid of the drunkard lashing out, but rather afraid of Jiang Nian being impulsive.
Drunkards are easy to die.
Fortunately, nothing happened, and Qianqian couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Scared me to death."
"That person was just drunk, was it really that scary?" Jiang Nian didn’t feel much, perhaps even found it amusing. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ ɴovᴇl(ꜰ)ir(e).nᴇt
"What do you know!" Qianqian rolled her eyes at him.
She thought to herself, Fairy Qianqian has saved a life again today, saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda, she won.....
Forget it, countless pagodas.
She had a habit of adopting a Dou Dou in her farm game at home every time she saved a life, conducting an inventory on weekends.
Doing a good deed each day, her farm was full of Dou Dous.
Qianqian dashed back to her room, turned on her computer, logged into her farm game, and made sure to collect a Dou Dou.
After typing for a while, she entered a name.
[Jiangkou Escape Drunkard].
"A bit too abstract, can this farm simulation game really raise chickens?" Jiang Nian, after washing up, opened the game recommended by Xi Yangyang.
Lv Xuan: "It’s quite fun, highly recommended."
Trusting Xi Yangyang, Jiang Nian decided to give it a try. After all, Chinese people are naturally inclined to farming; no farming, no gaming.
After a round of operations, he discovered it required money.
He typed to message Lv Xuan, narrating a tragic story about a male high school student’s life, crafting a little sad tale.
"Is he really your friend?"
"Yes." Jiang Nian replied, "His name is Li Hua, and in saving someone, he now has the intelligence of approximately a three-year-old child."
"I recommended the game you suggested to him. His only wish before dying is to play such a game."
"But he is very poor."
How say, love brothers or love games?
Some might ask, isn’t that unethical?
But! The unethical actions were of Jiang Nian before getting the game, and what does it have to do with the happy Jiang Nian playing the game?
Lv Xuan: "I’ll pay for him."
"Really?" Jiang Nian laughed, replying, "Xi Yangyang, you’re truly a good person. Someday I’ll have him kneel to you."
A ’ding’ sounded, the email showed the game purchase was successful.
Jiang Nian ignored Lv Xuan, opened the game on his old computer while pondering whether he should get a new one.
After thinking it over, he decided it wasn’t necessary as usage was low.
With the local exams approaching, it wasn’t urgent. He estimated he’d play for an hour before doing some exam papers and going to bed.
A buzzing sound, the phone vibrated.
Jiang Nian was playing the beginner mode, discovering it allowed online play. His interest peaked, playing and chatting simultaneously.
"Oh oh, I recently discovered a great..." Jiang Nian was halfway through typing when he realized something, quickly deleting it.
No way, this farm simulation game can raise chickens and name them.
If he recommended it to the class president, by the next day there might be a chicken named after him, such an event can’t happen!
"How does sitting in the front row feel?"
Li Qingrong: "Not good."
"I’m not used to it either, pity I can’t sit in front of you." Jiang Nian casually consoled, naming a Dou Dou in passing.
Tsk, the more he looked, the more it suited; he sent it in the group chat.
Li Qingrong: "In front of me is the trash can."
Jiang Nian rubbed his chin, speculating on the Holy Emperor’s intention.
Fortunately, she wasn’t asking him to sit on the trash can.
Unaware of when the class president slept, he engaged in some casual chatting. Meanwhile, combining gaming with group chatting.
The joyful daily life of a male high school student, stealing moments of leisure in a busy night.
Class 3 group chat (no insiders version).
Grandpa Niu: "@Alps-flavored Toes, Chi Shi Chi Shi, who let you raise chickens with dad’s name? (Husky refers to person) Delete it!"
Jiang Nian: "Just gonna raise it."
Brownie: "@Alps.....Jiang Nian, what kind of heaven-defying names are you coming up with?"
Jiang Nian: "(points at person) Shut up."