Burning eyes
After finally dealing with the group of people who surrounded her, Jiang Qing gave Lin Nanyan a proud look.
See, a fresh brain still works well.
Lin Nanyue sat back in his seat and took out a stack of heavy notebooks from his schoolbag. He picked them up, turned around and walked out.
Jiang Qing: "What are you going to do?"
The boy turned around and glanced at the girl, "You don't think the students will bring people over tomorrow, do you?"
Jiang Qing understood instantly and waved her hand, "Then go ahead."
"Wang Huaqi, do you want to go to the copy shop with him? Otherwise, I'm afraid he won't be able to move back if he's alone." She turned around and called for help.
"Okay." Wang Huaqiang, whose name was called, took out a handful of lollipops from his schoolbag and stuffed them into his pocket, then hurried to catch up with Lin Nanyue.
After watching the two walk away, Song Shuang slapped Jiang Qing on the shoulder and said, "Of course, your brain is just a little bit worse than mine. Why didn't I think of selling my academic notebooks for some small money before?"
She felt deeply regretful. If she had known that Lin Nanyan's notes were so valuable, she should have cherished them after borrowing them so many times. Maybe she could use them as a reference to compile a notebook on how to help a poor student make a comeback.
Looking at the group of classmates who caught black carp, she lamented that she did not know how to appreciate the good things she had, as she had eaten so well in the past.
Jiang Qing glanced at her sideways when she heard this: "I don't believe you haven't bought the Overlord Notebook from outside the school."
"What Overlord Notes?" Song Shuang was puzzled. "Is there such a thing? I have never seen it before."
She looked at Jiang Qing's wandering eyes and suddenly an idea struck her. "So you bought other people's notebooks too. Does Lin Nanyan know about this?"
Jiang Qing: "...It's all just for reference."
What's wrong with her being a poor student and having more references?
What's wrong? Is it illegal?
She thought with confidence.
"Oh——" Song Shuang dragged out the tone, the ending tone first rose and then turned, sounding messy.
Jiang Qing ignored her teasing and took advantage of the fact that there were few people in the classroom to sit in front of Ye Meiyan. The student sitting in front of Meiyan had just gone out with the main group to recruit people, so there was just a vacant seat.
She rested her elbows on the table, cupped her face, tilted her head and invited, "Mei Yan, do you want to join our basketball team?"
Ye Meiyan moved the pencil case that had been pushed aside by the girl, and looked at her in surprise. "Me?"
"Yes," the girl said, her face puffed up by her hands, looking unknowingly cute and easy to poke. "I want to invite you to join our basketball team."
"Currently, our basketball team members are known as Lin Nanyan, Chen Heng, and cheerleader Song Shuang, me, and Jiang Qing," Jiang Qing said, counting on her fingers. "With you added in, we now have three basketball players and three cheerleaders."
Ye Meiyan put down what she was holding and listened carefully to her until she finished speaking. Then she said, "Did you know that the school basketball team is composed entirely of boys?"
"I know that professional basketball games are divided into men's and women's teams," Jiang Qing said matter-of-factly. "But, we're not playing professionally. We're just participating in a school competition, just like a school sports meet. And I've read the school's rules, and they clearly don't specify gender."
In fact, she had never read the school's basketball rules. She was not interested in basketball and had never paid attention to basketball games before, but that didn't stop her from saying this.
Jiang Qing looked at Ye Meiyan and asked in confusion, "What's the problem with you joining the basketball team?"
The girl's vision was pure. She thought so, so she did it, adhering to a very simple logical thinking.
So Ye Meiyan changed her approach to a more euphemistic one: "The basketball team is divided into center, power forward, small forward, shooting guard, and point guard. Which positions do Lin Nanyan and Chen Heng belong to?"
Jiang Qing was completely confused by what she said. She didn't know what Feng or Wei meant.
Her only impression of basketball games was that one person broke through the obstacles to score a goal, while the other stretched out his hand to block the goal. If the goal was scored, one point would be added. It seemed like a very simple sport, but how could there be so many differences in it?
"I don't quite understand, but I can ask later." Jiang Qing felt guilty when she was looked at, and her voice gradually became lower under Ye Meiyan's gaze.
Ye Meiyan said quietly, "I'd rather not participate. I can also be a cheerleader and take the opportunity to get in touch with Senior Jiang Qing."
"No," Jiang Qing quickly refused, shaking her head like a rattle. "That would be such a waste of talent. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even think of forming a basketball team."
"For... me?"
Ye Meiyan thought that she had some new plan to contact Jiang Qing, but she didn't expect that Jiang Qing was doing it for her.
"Yeah," Jiang Qing blinked her big eyes, moved closer, and whispered, "Don't you want to play basketball?"
Ye Meiyan lowered her eyelids and wanted to say something, but was interrupted as soon as she opened her mouth.
"Don't say you don't want to, I'm from the future."
"You told me before that you really wanted to participate in the school basketball game, but you didn't have the chance. Now that we're working together, are you still going to refuse?"
Jiang Qing remembered Ye Meiyan's expression at that time. The girl was drunk, with her hands behind her back, looking up. The sparse stars formed a hazy star network.
"Jiang Jiang, actually, I really, really wanted to join the school basketball team."
Three special ones in a row, and the pronunciation is so clear that it doesn't sound like he is drunk.
“I’ve never even played a proper match,” she said.
Jiang Qing, who was sitting next to Ye Meiyan, was looking up at the Big Dipper in the sky. When she heard this, she turned around and asked, "Didn't you try it then?"
The girl raised her hand and took a sip of beer without answering.
A flash of light just happened to pass by the corner of her eye, so fast that it seemed like an illusion to Jiang Qing.
"If you don't participate, you will definitely regret it in the future." Jiang Qing looked at Ye Meiyan and said.
Ye Meiyan was stunned. "I...will regret it?"
"Yes, Meiyan, you must join us," Jiang Qing tugged at Ye Meiyan's sleeve, her confident expression instantly melting. She was practically throwing a tantrum as she spoke, "Look, I've already said it. If you don't come, all my preparations will be in vain, right?"
"Can you bear it? Can you bear to let my hard work go to waste?"
Ye Meiyan looked at the girl's pitiful expression. Even though she knew she was exaggerating, she still promised with a smile, "Okay, I'll join."
"Great, I knew you would come." Jiang Qing loosened her sleeve, but unexpectedly used too much force and accidentally caught Ye Meiyan's bracelet when she pulled her hand away.
Tiny diamonds suddenly scattered all over the ground, crackling and jumping on Jiang Qing's retina.
Jiang Qing maintained the posture of letting go for ten seconds.
She looked up at Ye Meiyan, wanting to cry but unable to, "It shouldn't be too expensive, right?"
Ye Meiyan was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's okay, I've wanted to change my bracelet for a long time."
"That's good." Jiang Qing patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, squatting on the ground to pick up diamonds. She picked up a small handful and carefully placed them on a piece of white paper.
The things Mei Yan has on her are absolutely genuine, and she would be afraid of losing thousands of dollars if she loses a diamond.
She half squatted down to see if there was anything she had missed, but Ye Meiyan stopped her.
"Don't look for it anymore. They're just broken diamonds. They're worthless." She reached out and picked up the half-wrapped broken diamonds. "That's perfect. Now I have the materials to make handicrafts. I can get a fresh bracelet right away."
"If you have time this weekend, I'd like to invite you to our craft shop and do some DIY together." She put the broken diamonds into her schoolbag, "Call Senior Jiang Qing and the others to join us."
Jiang Qing's attention was instantly diverted, and she forgot about picking up diamonds.
She asked, "Okay, but will Senior Jiang Qing come?"
Ye Meiyan: "Just work hard, I believe in you."
"Okay, Senior Sister Jiang Qing is beautiful and kind-hearted. I will definitely work hard." Although Jiang Qing was always called Senior Sister Jiang Qing, perhaps because the names were too similar, "I always feel like I'm calling myself that. It's weird."
Ye Meiyan stroked her hair and said, "You'll get used to it."
"That's right." Jiang Qing felt that it made sense. She turned around to return to her seat, and then she heard Ye Meiyan's hesitant voice behind her.
"I heard you guys talking about that...information before?"
Jiang Qing suddenly realized: "Oh, you mean Lin Nanyan's notes? It's okay. He and Wang Huaqing went to the copy shop to make copies. Although they only picked two people to join the team, as long as everyone who helped will have a copy, there will be enough information. You don't have to worry."
"No, I mean," Ye Meiyan asked, "Can you leave a copy for me?"
"Ah?" Jiang Qing touched the back of her head, finally understanding what she meant. She smiled widely, "Of course."
Unexpectedly, Lin Nanyan’s notes were so popular that even Meiyan, the second-ranked student in the class, wanted a copy.
Jiang Qing repented in her heart, I'm sorry, I was blind, I shouldn't have been so fickle as to think about having a mistress even though I already had you.
Don't worry, when I get back, I will study you thoroughly and will never let you down again.
Lin Nanyan and Wang Huaqiang, each holding a thick stack of information, finally returned before class.
This time, Jiang Qing looked around deliberately, staring at Lin Nanyan, uh, the thing in his hand, with a wolf-like gaze.
She sighed, this is the attraction of knowledge.
This is the allure of a smart brain.
Lin Nanyan moved the warm paper that had just been printed under the table. As soon as he looked up, he met Jiang Qing's frighteningly bright eyes.
He paused and moved his body silently outward.
"You...are you sick again?"
Jiang Qing grabbed her deskmate and pulled Lin Nanyan very close to her without warning, so close that they could hear each other's breathing.
He suddenly turned his head to the side and asked, "What are you doing?"
Jiang Qing reached out and straightened his head, her eyes scorching.
"Do you feel that the looks from your classmates around you are not right?"
"Wha...what?"
He wanted to turn around and see if there was anything wrong with the expressions on other people's faces, but his head was restrained and he couldn't move.
"They envy you, they are jealous of you, they worship you——"
Hearing Jiang Qing's aria, Lin Nanyan's eyes relaxed instantly. It was confirmed that she was having a seizure.
He said calmly, "Class is about to start."
Jiang Qing was not disturbed. Her eyes fell on Lin Nanyan's head. She said bitterly, "Tell me, can you give me your head in exchange?"
Lin Nanyan: ...
"The King of Hell won't allow it." He replied expressionlessly. He knew what TV series the other person was acting in.
Hearing this, Jiang Qing instantly returned to normal. She let go of his hand and said, "Okay, TV dramas are all fake."
"But..." He stretched out his paw, eager to try, "Can I touch your little head? Let me get some of your intelligence."
Lin Nanyan was speechless at Jiang Qing's occasional tantrums. He glanced at her and asked, "From childhood to adulthood, how many times have you touched me?"
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