Chapter 180: Feng Nanshu Will Tutor Me?

In fact, all you need for review is a desk and chair. If efficiency isn’t a consideration, the dorm is definitely the best place to study.

However, for some students with poor self-control, the atmosphere of group study is still very important.

When a group of college students cram into a warm classroom on a winter day, with the sound of flipping pages in their ears, and every eye filled with focus and desire for knowledge.

No whispers, no daydreaming, no wandering. Even the worst students can remember a few more words.

“Whoever leaves first later is a dog, got it?”

“No problem, studying makes me happy.”

“I’m okay too. I already told Ding Xue not to restrain my heart that loves learning with love.”

“If you’re all fine, I’m even better. I don’t even have a girlfriend. What else would I do if not study?”

The F4 of Room 302 were in high spirits as they climbed the steps of the teaching building and arrived at the 5th floor of Teaching Building A.

There are many self-study rooms in universities, usually packed near exams with long lines. But with a month until exams, there wasn’t the situation of no seats yet.

The four wandered around and finally entered a public study room.

Many students at Linchuan University are regulars in the study rooms, spending more time there than the dorms, as if they nested there.

Clothes draped over chairs, boxes for personal items, mugs, lunchboxes, chargers, phones, laptops and small lamps on the desks.

In comparison, Jiang Qin and the others packed extremely light.

Jiang Qin solemnly placed the textbook on the table and started reading from the first page.

Brand new.

Upon opening, the smell of ink from a new book was clearly discernible.

Jiang Qin secretly borrowed a pen from an unfamiliar girl next to him and wrote his name with great seriousness.

The other three also opened their weak subjects. The four were focused, keeping their mouths shut.

Three minutes later, Ren Ziqiang was the first to start getting distracted, transferring his knowledge to the pretty profile of the girl across from him.

Zhou Chao was also a bit sleepy. He had stared at the book’s preface so long he probably memorized a few names from the textbook writing roster.

Cao Guangyu had already placed that Nokia 5230 on the textbook, holding the stylus and scribbling on the touchscreen, like a chicken pecking rice.

“Guys, please focus. If you’re not going to study, at least don’t disturb others.”

Jiang Qin spoke with narrowed eyes, his focused gaze never leaving the textbook.

“I didn’t even say anything!”

Ren Ziqiang retracted his gaze from the senior girl’s face across from him and softly complained of being wronged.

“You didn’t bother me, so why can’t I absorb anything?”

“Jiang, this just means your brain is no longer suited for studying. Me too. I can’t read a single word.”

Jiang Qin pushed the textbook forward and leaned back in the chair, “Even if you can’t take it in, you have to look. Even my advanced math textbook is misprinted but I still persisted in reading three pages. That’s called determination.”

Zhou Chao couldn’t help but lean over, “No way, how can the textbook be misprinted? Let me see.”

“You look. I don’t even recognize these symbols.”

“????”

Jiang Qin glanced at Zhou Chao and Ren Ziqiang and said in a low voice, “You’ve all become useless in the dorm. Old Cao is useless from dating. I’m also useless from entrepreneurship. Many years later, Old Zhou and Old Ren may not get their diplomas and end up as laborers on construction sites. Old Cao becomes a cuckold and makes the news for domestic violence. I accidentally become a billionaire on the Forbes list. Think about this ending. Isn’t it terrifying?”

Zhou Chao: “…”

Ren Ziqiang: “…”

Cao Guangyu couldn’t help but raise his head, “Actually, there’s still a month until the exams. Do we really need to start reviewing so early?”

Ren Ziqiang nodded fiercely in agreement, “Yeah. Even if we remember it now, we might forget it all by the exam.”

Zhou Chao chimed in after hearing this, “Right. This kind of forced memory is all short-term. Quick to remember, quick to forget.”

Jiang Qin listened to their whispers and couldn’t help but spit, “How did a good student like me end up in the same dorm as you?”

The three rolled their eyes in unison, “Old Jiang, the tradition of skipping class in our dorm was started by you in the first place.”

“Don’t make excuses for not loving to study. Let’s continue. I’m going to engrave this book in my brain today.”

“Jiang, that’s advanced mathematics. You can’t memorize it even if you recite it. This stuff is about logic. How can you rote memorize it?”

Jiang Qin sneered at this nonsense, “Then what should I do? Just watch myself fail with my eyes wide open?”

Cao Guangyu thought for a bit, “You can ask Feng Nanshu to teach you. She seems to have never skipped a class and pays more attention than others.”

“That’s the stupidest idea.”

“Why?”

“With her there, how could I focus on studying?”

Jiang Qin retorted and that pretty face appeared in his mind.

If he asked, the little rich girl would definitely be willing to teach him. But Jiang Qin would definitely get distracted by her.

Yes, even though they’re best friends, doing this would be improper, despicable, and full of low-brow interests. But no matter what, she’s a white, rich, beautiful girl. How can studying compete with the attraction of a rich girl?

“Or should we call it a day and hit up Flying Dragon Internet Cafe?”

Ren Ziqiang couldn’t help but make a suggestion.

“Not going.”

This time Zhou Chao rejected it firmly, “I already feel guilty for not studying properly. If I go play at the internet cafe for a day, I’ll feel even more guilty. I’ll definitely regret it before going to bed at night.”

“It’s pointless to purely waste time here too. In the end, nothing is remembered and the joy of gaming isn’t obtained either.” Ren Ziqiang’s words instantly silenced Zhou Chao.

What he said seemed to make a lot of sense. If I don’t listen to him, I seem a bit unreasonable.

“Old Jiang, are you going to the internet cafe?” Ren Ziqiang started to lobby Jiang Qin.

Jiang Qin waved his hand and raised his eyes slightly, “I was just about to absorb it. Shut up.”

“Then Old Cao, do you want to go to the internet cafe? If you’re going to be a dog, be a dog. Happiness is the most important.”

“This…”

Actually, Cao Guangyu was inclined to go to the internet cafe. Because even if he sat here, he would just chat with Ding Xue. Handwriting was so slow. It would be better to go to the internet cafe and type away. Wouldn’t that be refreshing?

At this moment, five more figures suddenly entered the study room.

Jian Chun, Song Qingqing, Jiang Tian, Pan Xiu, and Zhuang Chen with a backpack. As soon as the five came in, they saw Jiang Qin and the others, so they came over without a word.

“Old Ren, let’s go. I’ll accompany you to the internet cafe.” Cao Guangyu had already stacked the books together.

“Who’s going to the internet cafe? Don’t disturb my studying.”

“????”

Ren Ziqiang put away his smile and looked at Pan Xiu with a cold face. Then he picked up the textbook and started studying seriously.

The golden flowers of Financial Class 3 plus Zhuang Chen sat down and greeted the four of them. Looking at the thick books, they should have also come to study.

The textbooks they brought were much better than Jiang Qin’s. Although they weren’t as worn out as in high school, at least they had creases, showing they had been diligently used.

“Jiang Qin, thank you for borrowing the classroom to make dumplings last time.”

Jiang Tian opened the textbook but didn’t look at it. Instead, she started a conversation with Jiang Qin.

“You’re welcome. You also helped me entertain Manqi, so we’re even. How was the old lady selling fruit? Did she eat the dumplings?”

Jiang Tian looked at Jian Chun, who then spoke, “She ate them. The old lady said the dumplings we made were delicious and insisted we take some fruit back. But we refused.”

Jiang Qin nodded, “Be sure to be careful when riding in the future. Don’t be so impetuous. The more you’re in a hurry, the less you should rush.”

“I… I know…”

Jian Chun nodded slightly and suddenly remembered something, “Were the dumplings on Winter Solstice delicious? I made those myself.”

“????”

Jiang Qin frowned, thinking I haven’t even eaten the dumplings you made. How would I know if they’re delicious or not?

But the next second, he saw Zhuang Chen’s face change beside him. His breathing became heavier and he stared at Jiang Qin nervously with a pleading look in his eyes.

Jiang Qin was shrewd. Combining Jian Chun’s words and Zhuang Chen’s behavior, he roughly grasped something.

On Winter Solstice, they not only sent dumplings to Old Lü, Zhu Feng, and Dean Zhang but may have also had a portion for me.

But they can’t enter the boys’ dorm. The only one who could deliver the dumplings was Zhuang Chen. But the dumplings were gone, even more bizarre than the disappearance of the steamed buns for beating the dog. This was very interesting.

“The dumplings were quite good. The filling tasted great. I wanted to ask you for the recipe, but I forgot later.”

As Jiang Qin spoke, he glanced at Zhuang Chen and found that he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was still pale.

“The recipe was obtained by Song Qingqing from her mom,” Jiang Tian added in a timely manner.

Jiang Qin looked at Song Qingqing, “Can you give me a copy of that recipe?”

“Of course!” Song Qingqing took out her phone and directly forwarded the text message from her dear mother.

“Thanks.”

Jiang Qin glanced at the text message, thinking that he finally had a way to grasp Dean Zhang’s stomach!

He picked up the advanced mathematics textbook and continued to study seriously, completely ignoring Zhuang Chen’s grateful gaze.

After a while, it was dinner time. The quiet study room finally had some noisy sounds. Those who always stayed in the study room brought meals and were now preparing to eat.

Jiang Qin stretched, patted the already sleeping Zhou Chao, Ren Ziqiang, and Cao Guangyu, and called them to go eat.

“Jiang Qin, let me treat you to dinner!” Zhuang Chen suddenly stood up.

Jiang Qin glanced at him, “You’re not talking about the cafeteria, are you?”

“Nanshan Restaurant.”

“You’re not planning to treat only me, are you?”

Zhuang Chen understood, “Then… then let your whole dorm come.”

Cao Guangyu was still in a daze. He wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and looked at Jiang Qin, “What’s going on? How is someone treating us to dinner as soon as I open my eyes?”

Jiang Qin raised the corner of his mouth, “Good people are rewarded.”