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  Chapter 78: Orientation Education

  TL: Etude

  After purchasing a milk tea shop, Jiang Qin took Feng Nanshu to the academic building, where they parted ways in the corridor.

  Feng Nanshu hurried back to Css 4’s , while Jiang Qin headed to Css 3’s. Upoering, he found Cao Guangyu and Zhou Chao ughing so hard that their faces were wrinkled with joy.

  Jiang Qin walked over and sat o Ren Ziqiang, “What’s so funny? Share it with me?”

  Cao and Zhou suddenly ged their expressions, “Nothing… just excited about studying, gets us a bit thrilled when css starts.”

  “?,” Jiang Qin uzzled.

  Uo hold back, Ren Ziqiang spit out, “Old Jiang, don’t listen to their nonsense. I’ll tell you, two udents joined our css today, a boy and a girl. The girl is incredibly beautiful, almost as much as Hong Yan.”

  Cao Guangyu, realizing he couldn’t hide it anymore, immediately turo Jiang Qin, “Old Jiang, be a det guy, will you? Stop colleg stamps, leave this one for your brothers, please!”

  “Get lost, when did I ever collect stamps?”

  “You may not collect stamps, but you ’t help it wheick themselves to you!”

  Jiang Qin didn’t want to deal with them, thinking, ‘I said I wouldn’t date anyone, why does everyohink I’m a pyboy? Even Dou E (search lmao) wasn’t as wronged as me.’

  But why are there students joining after military training? What kind of trick is this?

  The orientation education css is something all freshmen at Lin Uy must gh, usually taught by the head of the academic office. It’s ly b, but it’s definitely pointless.

  Ren Ziqiang, bored out of his mind, started passing o Pan Xiu, asking Jiang Qin to deliver them several times.

  “Don’t you have a phone?” Jiang Qin finally lost patieer the fourth note.

  Ren Ziqiang whispered, “She ’t see if I send it on QQ.”

  “Bullshit, isn’t she sneakily pying with her phht now?”

  Jiang Qin pointed out that from this a was clear to see Pan Xiu pying with her phone uhe desk, her fiyping swiftly.

  Ren Ziqiang sulked, “She might not be chatting on QQ just because she’s on her phone. Why else wouldn’t she reply to me? It’s easier with notes; I tell at a gnce whether she’s seen them or not.”

  “Damn bootlicker. She’s hammering that keyboard like there’s no tomorrow, and you think she’s not on QQ? Old Zhou, s seats with me, I’m allergic to fug dog hair.”

  Jiang Qin swiftly ged seats with Zhou Chao while the academic head was writing on the board.

  Old Zhou wasn’t as indulgent as Jiang Qin. He would sneak a peek at the notes befhing and then passing them to Pan Xiu.

  After a few repetitions, Ren Ziqia awkward, especially since Pan Xiu didn’t reply to any notes. He eventually gave up and started to doze off on the desk.

  Then, Cao Guangyu started passing oo, again through Jiang Qin.

  Jiang Qin was exasperated, “Who’s this for now?”

  “Jian .”

  “Who?”

  Cao Guangyu relutly pointed, “The new girl, I’m asking for her QQ number.”

  Jiang Qin looked in the dire he ointing and saw a girl with a melon-seed fad long, ter-parted hair, dyed fxen. She was quite attractive and fashionably dressed.

  “Why don’t you add her from the group?”

  “She just joined and hasn’t been added to the group yet. I have to act fast before Zhou Chao gets ahead.”

  Jiang Qin, speechless, tossed the note over. It nded accurately, but the girl just g it and swept it uhe desk without turning her head.

  Cao Guangyu felt hurt and also started to feign sleep.

  Jiang Qin thought to himself, ‘I might as well sleep too. This css is useless, not even worth a pulsory or elective course. It’s like the preface of a novel, irrelevant whether you read it or not.’

  “Jiang Qin is sleeping, he’s so cool,” Song Qingqing remarked, looking up to him.

  Jiang Tia somewhat uneasy, realizing she was the first to notice Jiang Qin’s qualities: “Didn’t you dislike Jiang Qin? Why are you staring at him all the time now?”

  “Dislike him? I really like him a lot!”

  “Passing o a girl during css, what a frivolous guy,” Jian , the new girl, couldn’t help but mutter.

  Song Qingqing was momentarily taken aback, then g Jian , “Why do I feel like I’m looking in a mirror?”

  As time passed, it was soon four iernoon.

  The differeween uy and high school was that teachers rarely dragged on their csses. As soon as the bell rang, the css would end, whether the lecture was finished or not. However, Jiang Qin was unlucky this time. The teacher, Mr. Wang, articurly long-winded, probably because he usually focused on school discipline and rarely taught, so he got a bit carried away when he did.

  But the csses door didn’t drag on.

  As soon as the bell rang, students from Css 4 started to stream out of their .

  Feng Nanshu wao wait for Jiang Qin, but she was swiftly pulled away by Fan Shuling, apanied by Gao Wenhui and another boy named Zhang Xinyu.

  Zhang Xinyu was sidered the most handsome boy in Css 4. Judging by his attire, his family seemed quite affluent. Like Jiang Qin, he was a hot topi the girls’ dormitory versations at the start of school.

  Zhang Xinyu, like most boys in Css 4, was attracted to Feng Nanshu from the start.

  In his view, being close to the water tower first gets the moon, and he believed he would eventually win Feng Nanshu’s heart. However, the bottle cap i during military training shattered his illusions.

  Yet, a girl like Feng Nanshu was too hard to resist pursuing.

  Therefore, Zhang Xinyu always tried to make tact with Feng Nanshu’s roommate, seizing opportuo talk to her.

  Unfortunately, Feng Nanshu immediately became cold and distant without Jiang Qin around, barely even opening her mouth.

  “Let me treat you to milk tea,” Zhang Xinyu offered.

  Knowing they would probably head back to the dormitory after leaving the academic building, making it difficult to ihem out again, he used the milk tea invitation as an excuse to keep them around.

  “Sure, let’s not go too far. How about the shop in Front Square?” Fan Shuling suggested.

  Actually, Fan Shuling knew Zhang Xinyu’s iions and was willing to facilitate them. She deeply disliked Jiang Qin, the pyboy, and always thought about helping Feng Nanshu escape from him.

  Thus, the group of four headed to Front Square, found a shaded spot to sit, and Zhang Xinyu, being quite the gentleman, asked for everyone’s preferences befoing to order.

  “I think Zhang Xinyu is not bad. He’s about as tall as Jiang Qin, and I heard his family is in business,” Fan Shuling subtly promoted him.

  Gao Wenhui g Fan Shuling, “If Jiang Qin finds out, he’ll strangle you.”

  “Am I afraid of him?” Fan Shuling rolled her eyes, “I despise that kind of pyboy the most.”

  “How you be so sure he’s a pyboy?”

  “I’ve seen it with my own eyes. All that talk about ‘just friends’ is nonsense. I’ve seen too many men like him, always eyeing the option while eating from their bowl.”

  Gao Wenhui disagreed with her view. If Jiang Qin were really a pyboy, Feng Nanshu would have been pletely taken advantage of by now, not merely satisfied with foot touches.

  He obviously restrained himself for some reasons.

  Gao Wenhui imagined herself in Jiang Qin’s shoes, thinking that if she were him, Feng Nanshu’s rosy lips would be kissed red hundreds of times a day. This made her more vinced of her theory.

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