When Li Hua heard Jiang Nian's arrogant words, he immediately became a laughing dragon.

"Brother, you're a bit of a joke."

What the hell, you’re guaranteed to win directly?

Without saying a word, Jiang Nian snatched the pen from Li Hua's hand and tossed it casually, drawing a graceful curve in the air.

With a clang, it fell into the black metal pen holder on Ma Guojun's desk.

Li Hua was stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.

"Ouch! Am I rough?"

Ma Guojun directly picked up the thrown pen and put it away in the drawer without changing his expression.

"Confiscated."

"You're riding a horse!" Li Hua was furious. However, he turned to look at Jiang Nian and found that he was already immersed in the world of problem solving.

The big fat man ignored him, leaving him alone.

There is no love and no pen.

"Fuck!" Li Hua roared angrily. These comparisons are so rude!

After class.

The class suddenly became lively, and a group of people gathered in the open area behind the classroom and began to play the pot throwing game.

Most of these people are boys, with only a few girls.

There’s no need to queue up, it’s not that demanding. The main focus is an immersive experience, where a group of people hold arrows in their hands and throw them directly.

"Why can't I make a shot?" Yu Zhiyi complained.

"This is not easy, just come closer." Sun Zhicheng walked up to the pot with an arrow in his hand, wanting to show off his skills.

After last week's mountain climbing incident, he didn't feel depressed for too long. The low pressure went away as quickly as it came.

After all, he is a man who has experienced online chatting. After being hit too many times, he no longer feels it.

He calls it frustration desensitization.

Sun Zhicheng simply broke the rules and planned to alienate Chen Yunyun first. Then he retreated to the friend line and turned around to play with other people.

He doesn't have to look around for them, there are quite a few beautiful girls in the class.

As soon as he took off his hand, the arrow hit the edge of the pot and missed.

"Haha, colorful pen!" Yang Qiming laughed without sparing any effort, "The footband is wrapped around the brain, it looks quite small."

Sun Zhicheng, who had lost face, was immediately angry and glared at Yang Qiming.

"What are you comparing! If you can do it, go ahead!"

The socket was closed, and the arrow fell into the pot.

"I hit it! Brother Yang is amazing." Huang Cailang clapped vigorously, with excitement on his face. He was happier than if he had invested in it himself.

He knew very well that Brother Yang loved to treat guests whenever he was happy, without any thought of anything in return.

Pure local tycoon, pure local tycoon.

Yang Qiming clapped his hands and looked at the petrified Sun Zhicheng with a joking expression.

"Why aren't you talking? Have you wrapped your cerebellum and wrapped your mouth?"

Sun Zhicheng looked aggrieved and was slapped in the face by Yang Qiming in front of many girls. His face completely fell to the ground.

I could only leave angrily.

He swore that he would not be a gentleman if he did not take revenge, and he would definitely be slapped in the face!

Seeing Sun Zhicheng leaving, Yang Qiming couldn't hold back the raised corners of his mouth. He felt so happy that he could repay his grievances and return it to him next time!

Stupid stuff!

The scene at the last adult ceremony when Sun Zhicheng stole the spotlight at the school gate is still vivid in my mind.

Finally...the little revenge was avenged!

So, he took advantage of his high interest to shoot a few more rounds. His precise shooting attracted everyone's attention, and several girls exclaimed.

Yang Qiming suddenly felt elated. He thought to himself that he would soon represent his class in the competition. It seemed that he would have to practice hard these days!

Thinking of this, he stopped taking action.

Instead, he transformed from an athlete into a coach and began to instruct the girls to throw arrows from a high position, just like a master.

A few boys were a little unhappy and muttered.

"Damn it, put it on for him."

"There are so many dogs, but they only teach girls."

Yang Qiming didn't take it seriously. Was it illegal to show off? He happened to see Jiang Nian passing by from the back row, seemingly looking for someone.

He immediately cheered up. Pretending was only fun in front of people with good sports skills. In addition, he could get Jiang Nian to share the firepower.

He shouted, "Jiang Nian, come and vote for one!"

"No, I don't know how to play." Jiang Nian waved his hand and refused, then walked up to Yu Zhiyi and whispered a few words.

"Then, can you lend me that physics booklet for another two days?"

"Ah? But I want to read it too. I have exams in a few days." Yu Zhiyi hesitated for a moment, and then his eyes cleared.

"Let's see, you teach me how to play hut, and I'll lend it to you... Thursday night, is that fun?"

It's Tuesday night now, and the exam will start on Saturday. She only leaves herself one day to read it quickly, which is indeed interesting.

Jiang Nian thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

"Okay."

He took two arrows from Yu Zhiyi's hand and pointed at the pot channel not far from the back row.

"You can carefully watch how I cast later and just follow suit. I can't say that you can do it just by looking at it. It's easy."

Yu Zhiyi smiled and nodded.

"good."

But when she saw Jiang Nian turning around and walking away with the arrow in his hand, the expression on his face suddenly froze. At the same time, she had a bad feeling in her heart.

After a few seconds, Jiang Nian walked to the middle of the classroom without looking back. He then blindly threw two arrows in succession, cutting a curve through the air.

Eyes when, eyes when.

The arrows fell into the pot accurately, one after the other, and hit the frame twice.

In an instant, the people playing hutou in the back row were stunned.

A501, liberal arts class.

Lu Xuan turned her pen around in boredom, looking a little absent-minded.

The college entrance examination was coming soon, and the grade group played another stress-relieving game of pot throwing. She was not interested in it at all. In the eyes of the class, she was from a well-off family. She had a cold temperament and acted like she didn't want to disturb anyone all day long.

In fact, they were all in a daze.

When he is thinking about something in his mind, his face naturally looks indifferent.

"This shouldn't happen. We are all in the same class." Lu Xuan muttered to herself, unintentionally attending the last period of evening self-study.

After school, she found Sheng Zeyang.

"Help me ask someone on QQ."

"Who?" Sheng Zeyang took off his headphones and looked confused, "Male or female?"

"Male."

As soon as he heard it was a man, Sheng Zeyang immediately became vigilant and asked tentatively.

"The college entrance examination is coming up this week. Are you still thinking like this? Is he someone I know? Which class are you from?

Lu Xuan did not doubt that he was there and said bluntly.

"The person who is doing the Science Olympiad downstairs is called Jiang Nian. You can ask Zhang Xiaofan. He should know and send it to me when it arrives."

After saying that, she left with a heavy heart.

Sheng Zeyang still stood there, frowning as he watched Lu Xuan leave. After a while, he left with his bag on his back.

He murmured to himself, "It's strange...

late at night.

Outside the alley, Xu Qianqian was carrying a bag and passing under the street lamp. Jiang Nian followed behind, discussing a mathematical problem.

Shao Qing, Xu Qianqian turned around and said.

"I'm telling you something big, and you definitely don't know the secret."
To be continued...