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  Chapter 180: Learning Makes Me Happy

  TL: Etude

  Studying is an activity that, in essence, only requires a desk and a chair. If one disregards efficy, the dormitory would undoubtedly be the ideal pce to revise.

  However, for students with lesser self-trol, the atmosphere of group study is quite signifit.

  When a group of college students crams into a warm on a winter day, when the sound of flipping pages whistles in one’s ears, when every gaze brims with tration and a thirst for knowledge.

  There are no whispered secrets, no idle daydreams, no minds wandering off. Even the poorest of students might remember a few more words.

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

  “No problem. Studying makes me happy.”

  “I’m okay too, since I’ve already told Ding Xue not to restrain my heart, which loves to study, with love.”

  “If you guys are in, then I’m definitely in. I don’t even have a signifit other. What else would I do but study?”

  The spirited F4 of Room 302 asded the steps of the academic buildiually reag the fifth floor of Building A, as indicated.

  The uy had many self-study rooms, often full to bursting as exams approached, with queues impossible to join. However, with a month still to go before exam week, they didn’t face the issue of not finding a seat.

  The four wandered left and right, finally settling in a public study room.

  Many students at Lin Uy were regurs in these rooms, spending more time here than in their dormitories, making it their sed home.

  Jackets draped over chairs, boxes for personal items, desks cluttered with water bottles, lunchboxes, chargers, phones, ptops, and small mps.

  pared to these students, Jiang Qin and his friends were practically ‘lightly equipped’.

  Jiang Qin solemnly pced his textbook on the desk, beginning from the first page.

  Brand new.

  Upon opening the book, the distinct st of fresh ink was unmistakably present.

  He surreptitiously borroen from a girl he didn’t know at the able, early writing his name in it.

  The other three also opened books on their weaker subjects, all wearing expressions of deep tration, remaining silent.

  Three mier, Ren Ziqiang was the first to be distracted, his attention drifting to the pretty profile of a girl sitting opposite.

  Zhou Chao began to feel sleepy, havihe title page repeatedly, memorizing several names from the list of textbook authors.

  Cao Guangyu had pced his Nokia 5230 oextbook, doodling oouchs with a stylus, peg at it like a chi.

  “Guys, please focus a bit more. If you’re not studying, at least don’t disturb the others around you,” Jiang Qin said with squinted eyes, his gaze not straying from his book.

  “I didn’t even say a word!” Ren Ziqiang protested, pulling his gaze away from the girl’s face.

  “If you’re not distrag me, then why ’t I trate?”

  “Jiang, this just shows your brain isn’t suited for studying anymore. I feel the same; I ’t focus on a single word.”

  Jiang Qin pushed his textbook forward, leaning ba his chair. “Even if I ’t focus, I have to try. This calculus book is even printed wrong, yet I still mao read three pages. That’s called determination.”

  Zhou Chao couldn’t resist leaning in. “That’s impossible. How could there be a mistake iextbook? Let me see?”

  “Look at this; I don’t even reize these symbols.”

  “??????”

  Jiang Qin g Zhou Chao and Ren Ziqiang, speaking in a hushed tone, “You guys have been loafing around in the dorm, Cao has been wasting time in his retionship, and I’ve been too busy with my startup. Years from now, Zhou and Ren might not graduate, ending up moving bricks on a stru site. ight be in the news for domestic violence, and I might actally bee a billionaire, making it onto Forbes. Think about this oute; isn’t it terrifying?”

  Zhou Chao: “…”

  Ren Ziqiang: “…”

  Uo resist, Cao Guangyu looked up. “Actually, with a month left until exams, do we really o start revising so soon?”

  Ren Ziqiang nodded vigorously, agreeing with Cao’s suggestion: “Even if we remember it now, we might fet it all by the time of the exams.”

  Zhou Chao chimed in, “Right, this kind of forced memorization is only short-term. It’s quickly fotten.”

  Hearing their whispered versation, Jiang Qin couldn’t help but spit out a retort: “How did a model student like me end up in a dorm with you guys?”

  All three rolled their eyes in unison: “Old Jiang, it was you who started the tradition of skipping csses in our dorm.”

  “Don’t make excuses for not wanting to study. Let’s tioday I pn to etch this book into my brain.”

  “Jiang, that’s calculus. You ’t just memorize it; it’s about uanding the logic.”

  Jiang Qin scoffed at this unsolicited advice: “So what am I supposed to do? Just watch myself fail?”

  Cao Guangyu suggested, “You could ask Feng Nanshu to tutor you. She seems to have never skipped a css and is more serious than others.”

  “That’s the dumbest idea.”

  “Why?”

  “With her around, how I focus on studying?”

  Jiang Qin tered, an image of Feng Nanshu’s pretty face fshing before his eyes. Sure, the little rich dy would be willing to teach him, but Jiang Qin knew his attention would drift to her.

  Ihough they were best friends, it wasn’t right to use her that way. It was low and filled with base is. But after all, she was a beautiful, rich, and intelligent woman; what attra does studying have pared to her?

  “So, shall we call it a day ao Feilong I Café?” Ren Ziqiang couldn’t resist making the suggestion.

  “I’m not going.”

  Zhou Chao was uedly firm in his refusal: “I already feel guilty enough for not studying properly. If I spend a day at an i café, my guilt will only deepen. I’d surely regret it befoing to sleep.”

  “It’s poio just waste time here, not remembering anything and missing out on the joy of gaming,” Ren Ziqiang silenced Zhou Chao with a single sentence.

  His words seemed so reasohat it almost felt irrational to disagree.

  “Old Jiang, are you going to the i café?” Ren Ziqiang began to persuade Jiang Qin.

  Jiang Qin waved his hand and slightly lifted his eyes: “I was just about to get into it. Shut up.”

  “What about you, Old Cao? Even if it makes you a dog, isn’t happihe most important thing?”

  “This…”

  Actually, Cao Guangyu was ined to go to the i café. Even sitting here, he was just chatting with Ding Xue at a snail’s pace. It would be more enjoyable to go to the café and type away happily.

  Just then, five figures suddeered the study room.

  Jian , Song Qingqing, Jiang Tian, Pan Xiu, and Zhuang with a backpack. As soon as they saw Jiang Qin and his friends, they approached without a word.

  “Old Re’s go to the i café. I’ll join you,” Cao Guangyu had already stacked his books together.

  “Who’s going to the i café? Stop distrag me from studying.”

  “??????”

  Ren Ziqiang put away his smile, looking coldly at Pan Xiu before pig up his textbook to study seriously.

  The ‘Golden Flowers’ of Finance Css 3, along with Zhuang , sat down and greeted them. They brought thick textbooks, clearly there to study. Unlike Jiang Qin’s pristine books, theirs showed signs of diligent use, evident in their creases.

  “Jiang Qin, thanks for lending us the for the dumpling party st time,” Jiang Tian began, not immediately fog oextbook.

  “It’s no problem. You also eained Manqi for me, so we’re even. How’s the fruit-selling granny? Did she eat the dumplings?”

  Jiang Tian looked at Jian , who then spoke, “She did. She said our dumplings were delicious and even insisted we take some fruit back, but we deed.”

  Jiang Qin nodded, “Be careful when you ride your bikes. Don’t be rash. The more you’re in a hurry, the less you should rush.”

  “I, I uand…” Jian nodded gently, then suddenly remembered something. “Were the dumplings tasty on Winter Solstice Day? I ed them myself.”

  “??????” Jiang Qin frowhinking to himself that he had asted their dumplings, so how would he know if they were good or not.

  The moment, he saw Zhuang ’s face ge color beside him. Zhuang’s breathing grew heavier and he looked at Jiang Qin nervously, a hint of pleading in his eyes.

  Jiang Qin, sharp as ever, pieced together the clues from Jian ’s words and Zhuang ’s rea. On Winter Solstice Day, the girls had not only delivered dumplings to Old Lü, Zhu Feng, and Principal Zhang, but there might have been a portion for him too.

  However, they coulder the male dormitory, so the only person who could have delivered the dumplings was Zhuang . But the dumplings were missing, more mysteriously than a beaten dog’s bun. This was quite intriguing.

  “The dumplings were quite good. The filling was tasty. I wao ask you about the recipe, but then I fot,” Jiang Qin said, gng at Zhuang and notig him rex suddenly, although his face was still pale.

  “The recipe was from Song Qingqing’s mom,” Jiang Tian chimed in helpfully.

  Jiang Qin turo Song Qingqing: “Could I get a copy of that recipe?”

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

  “Thanks.”

  Jiang Qin g the message, thinking to himself that he finally had a way to win over Principal Zhang’s heart with his cooking!

  He picked up his calculus textbook and tio study early, pletely ign Zhuang ’s grateful look.

  After a while, it was diime, and the quiet study room finally buzzed with hose whurly camped iudy room had brought their dinners and were now preparing to eat.

  Jiang Qin stretched and woke up Zhou Chao, Ren Ziqiang, and Cao Guangyu, suggesting they go for dinner.

  “Jiang Qi me treat you to dinner!” Zhuang suddenly stood up.

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

  “Nanshaaurant.”

  “You’re not pnning to invite only me, are you?”

  Zhuang got the hint: “Then… the’s all go from your dorm.”

  Cao Guangyu, still groggy, wiped the drool from his mouth and looked at Jiang Qin: “What’s going on? Why is someoreating us to dinner as soon as I wake up?”

  Jiang Qin smiled: “Good deeds are rewarded.”

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