Chapter 33: Disagreement "Others are endorsing, you are tampering with history."...
Is this still the Jiang Ci she knows, the one whose mind is always focused on studying?
He must have been led astray by those low-achieving students, right?!
Ning Anyan pursed her lips, curled her fingers into a fist, and hesitated for a moment before starting a new topic: "You seem to be getting along really well with Yu Xiang and the others lately. By the way, did you two mention last time that you've known each other for a long time?"
When talking about Yu Xiang, Jiang Ci finally showed some interest, and his voice seemed to warm up: "Yeah. We grew up together."
"I see. But why did you two not seem to know each other well before?"
"Because he had a quarrel with me."
"So we're reconciled now?"
"I guess so."
"It's good, but there are some things I don't know whether I should say..."
Jiang Ci glanced at her with some doubt: "Just say what you want to say."
"That's right..." Ning Anyan bit her lip lightly, feeling very conflicted. "Don't you think you've spent too much time on them?"
Jiang Ci's handsome eyebrows unconsciously frowned slightly: "They?"
"That's Yu Xiang, Zhang Miao, and Fang Chengyu. Although it's the teacher's intention to help, aren't you working a little too hard? Aren't you afraid that it will affect your own studies?"
"I don't think there's any conflict between the two." Jiang Ci's expression softened. "I know what's going on. Besides, I don't think I'm putting too much thought into it. It's just normal socializing."
Ning Anyan was clearly a little anxious after hearing this: "Forget about Yu Xiang, but you weren't even familiar with those two before, were you? Why are you suddenly so nice to them? Have you forgotten how they treated you before?"
——This was her euphemism. What she originally meant was that Jiang Ci and Zhang Miao, the two last-place students, were from two completely different worlds.
Those two people had even always targeted him before, but Jiang Ci always acted as if he didn't care. Many times, she secretly reported them to Lei Wanquan.
But there is no point in reporting it. The most those two people can do is write a self-criticism, which has almost become a common occurrence.
Ning Anyan's barrage of questions successfully stunned Jiang Ci for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure: "I think you may have misunderstood something. They didn't do anything to me."
"But I saw it all—"
"Seeing isn't always believing," Jiang Ci interrupted her. "You haven't really spent any time with them, so it's inappropriate to make subjective assumptions."
"Ultimately, this is a matter between them and me. Don't worry about it. I'll handle it myself." Jiang Ci said it even more tactfully than Ning Anyan. "As for studying, you can try to see if you can beat me on the next exam."
Ning Anyan's hands were shaking slightly: "Are you that confident? If I pass your test, does that prove that what I said is right?"
Jiang Ci nodded: "Perhaps. But I think you have the potential to surpass me."
"If I really did it, would you regret what you just said?"
Before Jiang Ci could reply, the English teacher, who had arrived belatedly, answered her first: "Sorry to have kept you waiting. I just had a stomachache and went to the bathroom."
Now that the teacher was here, the previous topic could no longer be continued. Jiang Ci also nodded politely to the teacher: "It's okay, Teacher Wang."
"I'm glad you're not bothered. You've been waiting a long time, haven't you?" Teacher Wang returned to his workstation and expertly swiped the mouse to wake up the computer desktop. "I called you over here to give you some practice papers, and I also wanted to tell you about some rule changes for next week's economics competition. What's wrong with you, An Yan? Are you feeling down?"
Ning Anyan then realized that she had lost her composure in front of the teacher and quickly corrected herself: "No, no, teacher, I was just daydreaming."
"I'm glad you're okay. If anything happens, be sure to tell the teacher. You're a boarding student, right?"
"Yes."
"Then you should take good care of yourself. After all, your parents are not around. You can ask your teacher for help with any problems you encounter in study or life. If you feel that it is inconvenient for Mr. Lei to be a male teacher, you can also come to me."
"I understand. Thank you, Teacher Wang."
"Oh, by the way, these are some questions I compiled. You can take some time to do them after you go back." Teacher Wang said as he picked up a test paper from the table and handed it to Ning Anyan.
Afterwards, she told them some more things to note about the competition and let them go back just as the bell rang.
When Jiang Ci was going back, he happened to meet Yu Xiang and others eating snacks in the corridor. After noticing him, the three of them turned their heads in unison, and even the dull expressions on their faces were similar.
Kind of funny and cute.
"Brother Jiang! Thank you for the snacks!" As Jiang Ci approached, Zhang Miao couldn't wait to greet him.
This action made Yu Xiang, who was watching from the side, astonished: "Just a snack bought you off and you started calling me brother?"
"Brother Yu, what are you talking about? I just think he's worthy of being called brother." Zhang Miao said to Yu Xiang with a smile, while also howling at Fang Chengyu: "Right, Old Fang? You must think so too."
Fang Chengyu rolled his eyes at him with disdain: "I'm more used to calling you the God of Study."
"That's too common. Many people call me that in private. You should just call me Brother Jiang with me."
Yu Xiang silently took two steps to the side, trying to pretend that he didn't know these two idiots.
"Just call me by my name." Jiang Ci said to them, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Then he turned to Yu Xiang and said, "You haven't finished eating yet, have you?"
"No, you bought that. How can I eat too much?" Yu Xiang raised an eyebrow at him. "I hid the rest for you."
"There's no need to hide it, I'm just worried you'll get a stomachache if you eat too much." Jiang Ci said gently, "Class is almost time, let's go back first."
“OK.”
With only two or three minutes left before class, Yu Xiang placed the books he needed for the next class on the table. Feeling completely bored, he glanced at the English test paper Jiang Ci had just put down and hadn't had time to put away, so he casually asked, "So you went to the office for so long just to get this thing?"
"Not entirely. Teacher Wang wasn't there when I went there, so I waited for her for a while."
"Wouldn't that be boring?"
"It's quite boring."
"Is it the game next weekend?"
"right."
Yu Xiang pointed at the test paper and asked, "Can I see it?"
"Take it."
Yu Xiang reached out and took it without hesitation.
When he took it, he happened to make eye contact with Ning Anyan from the next group. The other party obviously noticed his action and had a strange expression for a moment.
But Yu Xiang didn't care. He picked up the test papers and flipped through them, feeling like he was reading a book of incomprehensible scriptures. "They're indeed competition questions."
"It's not particularly difficult. You can actually do it." Jiang Ci's eyes were always on Yu Xiang's face. "And your score won't be too low."
"Is this true?" Yu Xiang flipped through it again suspiciously. "No matter how I look at it, it doesn't seem like something I would do."
"Really? If you don't believe me, you can try it."
"No. I feel like you're just trying to trick me into doing the test." Yu Xiang pursed his lips and stuffed the test paper back to Jiang Ci. "I can't even finish my normal homework, so how can I have time for this?"
"Alright, students, class's about to start. Everyone, be quiet," the teacher, who had suddenly appeared on the podium, said loudly. "The academic proficiency test is coming up. Although the questions won't be difficult based on past experience, we can't be careless. After this test, we'll have to say goodbye to history classes. So, everyone, hold on for a while, okay?"
The so-called persistence actually means memorizing the outline.
Considering that they always fell asleep halfway through reciting in previous classes, and when they were woken up, some of them closed their eyes again, the history teacher tried all his efforts and methods, and finally came up with a solution: recite by yourself in the first half of the class, and recite with your deskmate in the second half.
So after getting through the first half of the class, Yu Xiang, whose eyelids were already drooping, mechanically turned to Jiang Ci and said, "I think I should be able to pass."
Jiang Ci looked at him expressionlessly without saying a word.
Yu Xiang: "I believe you can make it. I believe in your ability."
However, Jiang Ci had already seen through Yu Xiang's thoughts and interrupted the spell directly: "Do you want to recite it first?"
Yu Xiang: “…” I want to take a nap secretly.
"If you don't answer, it will be taken as your consent." Jiang Ci said as he stretched out his hand towards him, motioning for him to give him the outline.
Yu Xiang reluctantly handed in his outline: "I'll go first, you can take the test as you like."
"So confident? It seems you have really memorized it very well?" Jiang Ci was a little surprised. He took the outline and asked the first question.
Five minutes later.
Jiang Ci put down the outline, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache: "Others are endorsing, you are tampering with history."
When Yu Xiang said generously, "Just take the test casually," he was actually looking forward to it, thinking that this guy would pay more attention after being inspired by his grandfather that day. However, he found that it was not the case at all - he just didn't know how to answer and had to force himself to answer.
When others encounter a question they can't answer, they will usually remain silent or seek hints, but Yu Xiang is not like that. He just talks nonsense when he doesn't know the answer.
Yu Xiang slumped his face on the table and said with a long syllable, "It's too difficult—it's even harder to memorize than classical Chinese."
"You didn't remember the years well." Jiang Ci shook his head. "Actually, you've memorized all those major events, but you didn't remember the years they happened."
"Yeah, that's the hardest one. They all start with 19, and a lot of things happened in the same year, so it's easy to get mixed up." Yu Xiang straightened up, regaining his strength. "I'll try harder later. Now it's your turn. Let me see what you're capable of."
As he spoke, he stretched out his claws towards Jiang Ci and hooked them provocatively.
Half a second later, he received Jiang Ci's new-looking outline as he wished.
It was in stark contrast to his own, which was almost broken into several corners.
However, he was thick-skinned and did not feel the slightest bit ashamed, and began to ask all kinds of tricky and niche questions to the outline.
Just like he did before, Jiang Ci answered every question fluently. The only difference was that Jiang Ci's answers were basically all correct.
Jiang Ci answered several questions flawlessly, which greatly reduced Yu Xiang's interest in asking more questions. He even felt a little depressed: "How come you can memorize it so well in the same amount of time?"
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