Class meeting, on stage, the homeroom teacher Lao Liu rambled on with a heartwarming speech.
Down at the lectern, Li Hua secretly made a sarcastic Nike swoosh with his mouth, showing disdain.
He secretly turned his head to look at his deskmate Jiang Nian, who was sitting in the middle, and whispered.
"This is nonsense, they say going to college ensures being single, one relationship per salute."
Jiang Nian was uninterested, October was still scorching hot.
He adjusted the waistband of his underwear under the table. In this damn weather, even underwear felt like a G-string.
The afternoon was especially stuffy, the old fan squeaked and turned slowly.
He had to pull out a biology textbook from under his desk and swap it with the chemistry textbook he was sitting on. Why chemistry? Because of organic chemistry.
"Hey, Jiang Nian, do you believe me or Lao Liu?" Li Hua felt confident again, seemingly very interested in the topic of love, eager to share his thoughts.
Whether he found a story on Zhihu, or heard it in a risqué group chat, listening to a few virgins boast about romantic escapades, he acquired some "valuable experience."
"So many people believe you, I don’t need to." Jiang Nian had no interest in competing for the title of love spokesperson, muttering to himself, "Hua, it’s damn hot."
"Hm? What do you mean hot?" Li Hua raised an eyebrow.
Some people have a complicated composition, dirty mind, at the mere mention of investigating the household register, and time flies by, they go astray.
Jiang Nian didn’t have the energy to argue, let out a "hehe", and lowered his head to look at the questions.
"Finding derivatives..."
He was extremely sleepy, the homeroom teacher kept talking, while he spent the noon solving problems. His eyelids were heavy, and just then, a natural breeze blew outside the window.
He regained consciousness ten minutes later, his head drooping, the back of his head feeling swollen. His vision gradually focused, and he looked down at the book.
He had only written half of "finding derivatives," leaving just a crooked "finding."
On stage, Lao Liu was wrapping up his speech.
Saying things about striving to change fate, society is harsh, there are many rules, to stand out one must study hard and stay ahead.
Jiang Nian was equally perplexed about the future, knowing almost nothing about what’s happening outside the school.
Peering at the sky from a corner of the ivory tower, all he saw was the blazing sun.
Hell, forgot to turn off the external program, this one’s on me, really ruined the mood.
Sorry about that, Lao Liu.
You have your sweat, I have my deep blue.
A panel popped up, [At thirty-eight, you returned to the city you lived with Zhang Ningzhi, Guangzhou. Suddenly, memories took you back ten years, to the sweltering summer... Task: Have an enjoyable date with Zhang Ningzhi. Reward: Fishing Mastery (skill)]
Jiang Nian lazily leaned on the table, touching the back of his neck. He was used to the task system, guessing it would be a date task.
Oh~! Bro, why are you ~ darn system, again three thousand bucks? Naughty system, can’t it spit something else out? Really useless, bullshit!
Seeing the reward, Jiang Nian instantly sat up straight.
He rubbed his eyes, fishing?
Whoa, that’s strong! Isn’t this better than three thousand bucks?
To be honest, not only middle-aged people , he liked it from a young age. He wouldn’t bow to three thousand bucks, but for fishing mastery, he’d call it treasure.
The ultimate end for a man is fishing, even after becoming an emperor, he would sit in the Emperor Coffin facing away from all and fish alone for eternity.
Jiang Nian hadn’t yet received the reward, but his lips were already curling up.
He turned to Li Hua, who was still sitting beside him, lips curling even higher, already imagining a pleasant story.
The fishing rod arrives tomorrow, making do with a bamboo one for now.
Li Hua, the tool assisting man, still sat with his fingers interlocked, supporting his desk, sneering at Lao Liu. For every sentence Lao Liu said, he’d mumble a sneer.
Mr. Maturity, pretending to be mature again.
At this moment, he was unaware that this ordinary afternoon would mark the beginning of him becoming a lifetime avid fishing king, and his social media would only consist of one sentence.
"Bro~, where did you fish that, bro~ smoking, Huazi, bro~! Give me a spot, bro~ give me a word (running) Bro!~ I won’t tell others~ Bro! (Running back and forth)"
The first class meeting in the afternoon ended, and the whole class began switching seats.
The operation was quite simple, seats pushed forward, the last row and the first row switched. Visibility to the board was an issue, requiring coordination within groups for those needing to change positions.
The classroom suddenly was filled with the sound of desk legs rubbing against the tiles, Jiang Nian also got up and moved his desk forward.
While moving his desk, he glanced at Zhang Ningzhi.
She seemed to have not intended to switch places, carefully moving her desk forward without looking back.
Switching or not didn’t matter, they were in the same group anyway.
When school started, Jiang Nian and Zhang Ningzhi had just been promoted to a new class, their seats were towards the back of the third group.
Two weeks passed, pushing forward meant moving to the first or second row.
Just as Jiang Nian was about to sit down, he heard Huang Fang on his left speak up.
"Zhizhi, can you swap places with me? It’s inconvenient to get out of this spot by the wall."
Zhang Ningzhi seemed a bit panicked and awkwardly replied.
Li Hua looked bemused, glanced at Huang Fang.
"If you want convenience to get out, why not swap with me? Honestly, I quite like leaning against the wall, just didn’t have the nerve to tell you."
Huang Fang glared at him, "Zhizhi can’t see the board clearly from the first row."
"Oh, my bad." Li Hua scratched his head, feeling a bit awkward, opened his mouth still thinking of saying something.
Huang Fang, afraid he might propose swapping front and back with Zhang Ningzhi, spoke up quickly to interrupt whatever he was casting.
"What are you doing? I’ve already talked to Zhizhi. Leader, if you want to take care of your group members, swap with Zeng You, his spot’s board vision comes with a flashbang effect."
Li Hua had good science grades and was the leader of the sixth group.
Before he could respond, the game king Zeng You protested first. He loved the spot by the wall, providing great cover for gaming, reading novels, and even napping discreetly.
Li Hua got stuck, so he reached over for a sip of the iced tea on Jiang Nian’s desk to calm his nerves.
Huang Fang and Zhang Ningzhi didn’t swap desks but directly moved books.
Each swapped their positions, so for the second class, in the third group second row... Zhang Ningzhi sat by the window, Jiang Nian was on her right, and Li Hua was the furthest to the right.
Jiang Nian casually asked, "What class is it?"
He was used to asking Huang Fang .
Even if one day Huang Fang said skydiving, he’d probably just jump out of the window downstairs. Group member trust levels maxed, warm and reassuring.
Suddenly, a weak voice came through.
Jiang Nian realized it was Zhang Ningzhi next to him now, oh-ed, suddenly feeling a bit odd. It wasn’t until the taste of iron spread on the tongue that he noticed he was a bit nervous.