Chapter 148: The Young Man is Quite Romantic
TL: Etude
Jiang Qin didnt want to babble too much with Cao Guangyu. He pulled him to the back door and then took the opportunity of the teacher writing on the board to sneak into the classroom.
In early December, the heating in the school had already been turned on, making the entire room warm and cozy. This instantly relaxed his tensed body.
Feng Nanshu saw the person she was thinking about stealthily approaching along the corridor. She dutifully picked up her coat from the neighboring seat and made room for him to sit.Follow current novels on novelb((in).(com)
She was wearing a black turtleneck sweater that day. Its slim fit outlined her delicate curves. Combined with her fair skin, she looked lively and pure. However, due to the high temperature inside, her cheeks were somewhat flushed, adding a touch of tenderness to her usual appearance.
Jiang Qin sat down next to her and realized that although he had arrived, he hadnt brought his book.
But that didnt matter; he wouldnt have used it anyway.
This was the difference between college and high school.
In high school, Jiang Qins English textbook, especially the word list at the back, was worn out from use. When it was beyond repair, he had to stick it together with tape and continue using it. His dedication to study was evident.
However, in college, each of his textbooks was brand new. Some non-major textbooks didnt even have a crease on the cover.
Did you answer for me? he asked.
Feng Nanshu, who was lying on the desk absent-mindedly watching him, lifted her head as if coming back to her senses. I tried my best to imitate you, she replied.
Jiang Qin couldnt help but smile. The naive girl thought she had fooled everyone with her imitation, not knowing that Zhu Feng and the others had turned a blind eye.
The weather is getting colder. Is the heating in your dormitory warm enough?
Its warm. Wenhui dries her socks on it. Theyre dry by the next day.
Jiang Qin couldnt help but glance at Gao Wenhui. Gao, you seem to know a lot of these handy tricks.
Gao Wenhui, who was drinking water, almost choked. Her face turned red instantly. Dont you guys do the same in the boys dormitory? And its not just me; Feng Nanshu does it too.
I learned it from you! Feng Nanshu turned her head towards her.
Its fine for the little rich lady; her socks smell nice.
Gao Wenhui clenched her fists, thinking to let it go. Although the detail was a bit odd, it was somewhat endearing upon reflection.
Jiang Qin leaned back in his chair, glancing at the blackboard, intending to at least remember a few words, not wanting his visit to be a total waste. However, he soon found his mind wandering as if it had been eaten by a zombie.
He picked up Feng Nanshus textbook and flipped through it listlessly, only to find that every page seemed to have his name on it.
The handwriting of the little rich lady was elegant and neat, just like her.
Sometimes there was one or two on a page, other times there were seven or eight.
These differences in quantity were likely determined by how often Feng Nanshu daydreamed; the more she daydreamed, the more she wrote.
Fortunately, there were no hearts drawn next to his name
Keep your textbooks clean. Dont scribble on them.
Jiang Qin returned the English book to Feng Nanshu and said this to her, then his gaze began to wander around.
Class 4 and Class 3 rarely mixed; they mostly stuck to their dormitory groups, forming their own small circles. Jiang Qin looked up and saw Pan Xiu, with Song Qinqin and Jiang Tian on either side of her.
Seeing this, Jiang Qin couldnt help but look back and found that Ren Ziqiang had indeed returned to his previous seat, sitting side by side with Zhou Chao.
In the blink of an eye, the English class ended. Jiang Qin stretched lazily, feeling as if his knowledge had grown substantially.
Feng Nanshu had been following him since they left the classroom. She was like that, not wanting to part once she saw Jiang Qin.
So, he led her to the first floors Xi Tian, casually checked the accounts, and symbolically inquired about the employees lives and studies.
Fang Xiaoxuan was now in charge of the branch at the University of Science and Technology. Only Hu Xin and Chen Yong were at the Xi Tian near Linchuan University. Their efficiency was a bit lower than Fang Xiaoxuans, but it was more than enough for such a small store.
The little rich lady solemnly declared that she wanted to test the new products in the store.
Gao Wenhui followed too, claiming her right as the girlfriends best friend to also inspect.
Then, the two of them sat in a corner with their milk teas, chatting and drinking leisurely.
Jiang Qin, is your class having a gathering? Our class is planning one. Do you want to join with Feng Nanshu?
Im too busy recently, I have a new project launching soon. I cant make it, Jiang Qin declined coolly.
Gao Wenhui seemed disappointed. If you dont go, Feng Nanshu probably wont either. Shes really attached to you.
Its just a class gathering, right? Just a meal together? Its not a big deal whether I go or not.
We might also sing or watch a movie, but it definitely wont be as fun as when you guys do team building.
Jiang Qin smiled slightly. The little rich lady told you about it? On our team building day, we went to a farmhouse in the suburbs, cooked our own food, played cards, and stuff. It was indeed more interesting than a simple meal.
Gao Wenhui sipped her milk tea. I saw the photos from your team building. You even climbed the Marriage Tree in the middle of the night, like a bear stealing honey. It was hilarious.
??? What?
Whats wrong?
Jiang Qins expression changed. What Marriage Tree?
Gao Wenhui paused. The Marriage Tree you climbed, full of wish plaques. The photos were pretty clear. Such a young guy and quite romantic.
Dont make things up, that was a Friendship Tree!
Nonsense, Ive never heard of a Friendship Tree in my life. Do you think Im a three-year-old?
Jiang Qin held his breath and turned to look at Feng Nanshu, who was innocently sipping her drink through a straw, blowing bubbles into her cup.
After a while, Jiang Qin returned to room 208, carrying a bunch of milk teas, distributing them as a treat from the shop owner.
Lu Xuemei reached out eagerly, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. However, after a long wait, while everyone else got theirs, she ended up empty-handed.
Boss, I didnt get a milk tea!
You dont have one, Jiang Qin replied coldly.
Lu Xuemei widened her eyes in disbelief. Why not?
Taking good photos can lead to trouble, you know? Do you think your surname is Chen?
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