6kv Chapter 289 - 253: Unintentional Competition, the Holy Grail War Belongs Only to the Tauren Chief
Chapter 289 - 253: Unintentional Competition, the Holy Grail War Belongs Only to the Tauren Chief
Chapter 289: Chapter 253: Unintentional Competition, the Holy Grail War Belongs Only to the Tauren ChiefQianbao was speechless, waved her hand and let him go.
"You can go."
"No way, teacher, you don’t believe me." Jiang Nian had quite a rebellious streak, "Actually, I still prefer attending class. I won’t say who signed me up."
"Psychological Commissioner, do you have any clues?"
The class erupted in laughter, as they considered going to the psychological counseling room not a good thing.
It’s mainly about not being free, and... having psychological issues doesn’t sound great. If it was called something like an abstinence office, it might be better.
Yu Zhiyi couldn’t say a word, just buried her head, pretending to be dead.
What could she say?
The English teacher had an expression like, "Even my son understands Japan?"
She clearly didn’t believe Jiang Nian would have any psychological issues, and indeed... it was just a school task to fill in names.
Meetings for collective psychological counseling, taking photos for records, just passing time.
Qianbao knew too well that arguing with Jiang Nian would waste two precious minutes of life.
"Alright, turn to page..."
She directly started the class, and now Jiang Nian had no choice but to leave.
....
Walking downstairs with him was Ji Jiayu from the next class. The two had some acquaintance.
The awkward part was that they bumped into Yuan Zhengchuan as soon as they got downstairs.
Tauren Chief! Initiate!
Start slowly, fans of pure love can
It was during the third period, only a few third-year students attended the psychological lecture on the way, Yuan Zhengchuan walking alone under the sun, replaying it quietly.
Ah, he was impulsive again.
Jiang Nian and Ji Jiayu were clearly just from classes next to each other, happened to meet on the way. Being classmates, it was natural to walk together.
If it were himself, he would also choose to go to D building with Jiang Nian.
Fortunately, Ji Jiayu didn’t say anything too harsh this time. She still cared about her image in front of outsiders, which meant she still had a place for him in her heart.
D building was located on the edge of the school, a traditional teaching block. The walls were mottled with traces of time, and there were even horror stories about haunting at D building before.
Jiang Nian looked up at the entrance of D building.
Narrow, dark.
No wonder it’s an old teaching block, built like this, who wouldn’t be scared?
While daydreaming, a voice came to his ear.
"What are you looking at?"
He turned around, finding Ji Jiayu standing behind him.
"Haven’t you already gone up?" Jiang Nian was taken aback.
"Oh, just went to the bathroom."
Feeling the other person’s gaze lower, and linger on her hands for a few seconds, Ji Jiayu blushed slightly.
"I washed them, if you don’t believe, look."
"Oh, oh, I wasn’t asking that." Jiang Nian chuckled.
Ji Jiayu felt a tightness in her chest, wondering why this person’s words were so annoying.
Class 3 really is a wicked place, how long had Jiang Nian been there to pick up such habits?
As a veteran of Class 3, she knew all too well how shady the people were, the mysterious bunch, much like Lao Liu had cultivated a... raising-a-curse class.
Your priority isn’t studying but unleashing your nature.
Two minutes later, they went to the third floor counseling room together.
Still the mottled big iron door, eerie corridor. Even Jiang Nian, with his healthy mind, couldn’t help but feel like leaping in long jump from the sixth floor after one look.
What the hell do you call this a psychological counseling room?
More like a Vampire Club?
Ji Jiayu was also stunned, "Is our school filming Twilight?"
"You’re really funny, might get a Batman at most." Jiang Nian gestured to the dim corridor in front of them, still having the mood for a hellish joke, "Someone comes from the other side, will shoot me."
Suddenly, a figure appeared at the end of the hallway.
Seemed like a female teacher, glanced at the two, asked softly.
"Here for the psychological lecture?"
"Yes, teacher." Ji Jiayu was relatively gentle in front of teachers.
"Alright, come over, is there anyone behind you not here yet?" The female teacher’s voice was gentle, completely different from the nasty Qianbao, compares people replace people.
Jiang Nian, instantly disloyal to Qianbao, his face almost cracked with a smile.
"There are two more, arriving soon."
Ji Jiayu was surprised by Jiang Nian’s change in attitude, thinking, are all boys this straightforward? Seeing gentle sisters, just flocking over, feels a bit...
As the saying goes, where there’s competition, there’s always someone willing to give it a go.
Seeing Jiang Nian leaning over to look at the female teacher, out of competitive spirit, she hurried to follow. Reaching the end of the corridor, she found the psychological counseling room had quite a hidden wonder.
There was a public area, a game room, a stress-relief room, and a conference room.
The black-hearted school truly spent a lot building this psychological counseling room, the strong smell of formaldehyde~ ugh~.
Ji Jiayu almost yue-ed, turned to see Jiang Nian already in the conference room, she hurried to catch up.
Luckily, the conference room was spacious, with long tables and soft chairs. Inside, there was no smell, indicating it was set up long ago.
Ji Jiayu found Jiang Nian, seated beside him. Yuan Zhengchuan came in a few minutes late, deliberately sitting two rows behind them, watching.
Bam bam, on the multimedia platform.
The Psychological Counseling Teacher tapped the bent microphone, causing a screech to echo through the surround sound.
"Is everyone here? Uh, the sign-in sheet has been passed down, those who came please sign in."
"Let me introduce myself, my surname is Lan, means blue, single name Lan, like mountain breeze. Ah, you can call me Teacher Lan, or Lan Lan."
"We gather here as friends, today’s main content is to conduct a psychological lecture."
Lan Lan was still interacting on stage, casually playing a PPT.
Jiang Nian propped his head, indifferently opening the system panel. After all, Ji Jiayu couldn’t understand, at most thinking he was bored, messing around.
[At thirty-eight, you received a call from a stranger, your memory drawn back twenty years.
The first youthful summer at the university campus.
Afternoon thunderstorms, no classes in the afternoon. Roommates coincidentally chose a nap, the dorm was dark, neither cold nor hot, the sound of water dripping on the balcony was drowned out by angry thunder.
Half dreaming, half awake, she called you. You got up to open the door, rain mixed with the earthy smell hit as a corridor wind, and you quietly exited the dorm....]
Jiang Nian hadn’t finished reading the task when he noticed a clickable video file on the panel.