The brain-eating amoeba sucked Ma Mingfan's brain and found it had turned into a dung beetle.

Ultraman was originally here to protect Earth, but after hearing Ma Mingfan's words, he turned around and formed an alliance with the monster instead.

The brain-eating amoeba sucked out Ma Mingfan's brains and found it had turned into a dung beetle.

The alien saw Ma Mingfan and thought it had encountered one of its own kind.

Have human cranial fantasies and fetishes really developed to this extent?

Xia Yanchun broke out in a cold sweat on her forehead. Perhaps, in this class, Shen Nian wasn't the only extraordinary person.

Even Chen Dong looked at Ma Mingfan with disdain, silently moving his stool further away.

Only Shen Nian stroked his chin and raised an index finger.

"Could it be... they're brothers?"

Ma Mingfan: ?

"Shen Nian, no, Brother Nian, I'm begging you, stop talking! I'm getting mental images now!"

"Wasn't the image of Wangzai originally a little boy anyway?"

"Shut up! I told you to shut up, can't you hear me?!"

"Study hall is supposed to be quiet. What's all the noise in your corner?" Xia Yanchun couldn't stand it anymore. Weird topics should be discussed privately, everyone around can hear you!

As the class monitor, she still needed to maintain some classroom discipline, so she would write down all three boys' names in the class record.

Not that it really mattered anyway.

Getting your name recorded a few times was no big deal. Only people like Huang Chen or Lin Xiyuan from before, who got recorded a dozen or twenty times a week, would get called to the teacher's office for a talk.

Ma Mingfan obediently shut up. However, Shen Nian's words lingered in his mind, certain images replaying over and over, making his face look even worse than if he'd eaten a red-hot stone.

Damn it!

Why hasn't that bastard Shen Nian turned into a little Nanliang yet.

Evening Study Hall.

Because the National Day holiday took up too much time, the weekly test for this week was canceled. Today was Saturday; the entire day originally scheduled for self-study was used to make up for Wednesday's classes.

Tomorrow, however, would be a normal day off. As a pilot high school for the new stress-reduction policy, No.2 High School didn't dare disobey.

Disobeying would mean inviting a major investigation from the Ministry of Education's big hand.

Evening study hall proceeded as usual. Shen Nian spent two class periods working on the "Five-Three" practice books.

For ordinary students, the sea-of-problems tactic is the optimal solution for subjects like math and physics. Since Shen Nian got most of them right, that tactic wasn't very useful for him. He would note the problems he got wrong in an error notebook, study them a couple more times, and handle them easily the next time he encountered them.

Doing math felt like coming home. Shen Nian truly did love math. English was just a homewrecker that had barged in.

There was still an unfinished can of Wangzai milk in his backpack. Shen Nian opened one for himself and tossed the other two to Xia Yanchun and Li Shiyan.

He'd just have to let his two "good sons" suffer a bit. As their "father," Shen Nian felt it necessary to teach Chen Dong and Ma Mingfan the principle of self-reliance. They couldn't depend on their "father" for everything.

Taking advantage of the break, Shen Nian walked past the front rows of the classroom with his hands behind his back, looking like a master, then cast an ultra-casual glance at Chen Qiuyu's seat.

The top book on the pile was a math "Five-Three." That math study plan was tucked inside it. The desk also had a scratch paper filled with numbers and letters.

She just wasn't at her seat, whereabouts unknown. It seemed she really was studying.

The pupil can be taught.

The fishing uncle called him "little brother," so shouldn't Chen Qiuyu call him "uncle"?

Shen Nian stroked his chin. It had been a long time since he went fishing. Maybe he should ask the fishing uncle to go for a pleasant fishing trip tomorrow.

"Shen Nian, what's up?" Chen Qiuyu came in from the front door, her hands wet, looking like she'd just been to the bathroom. She seemed a bit confused, not sure why Shen Nian was standing by her seat.

Shen Nian waved his hand. "Nothing. Are you having any problems with your studies?"

"Not yet. It's just that some basic formulas are hard to memorize."

"Then memorize them firmly."

"But I can't memorize them firmly."

"Then firmly remember the formulas you can't memorize firmly."

"......"

Are you just saying words for the sake of saying words?

Chen Qiuyu nodded, deciding to work hard on her own. Although what Shen Nian said was utterly useless, the principle was correct. For these basic math formulas, rote memorization was the most effective.

For her, getting points was all that mattered. Who cared how the formula came about? If you can't even remember the formula, you might as well not study.

Last period. Since Su Kexi wasn't here, the task of handing out phones fell to Xia Yanchun.

Every Sunday evening, the school collected all the phones and put them in a storage box, only handing them back before holidays. It seemed many schools did this.

But this had little to do with Shen Nian. Day students had looser management. Because school ended late, they were allowed to have their phones, just not to blatantly take them out to play.

Names were called, and students went up to get their phones. After a few girls' names, it was Li Shiyan's turn.

Li Shiyan hopped up, got her phone back, didn't even look at it, and stuffed it into her backpack.

Shen Nian watched her, narrowing his eyes slightly. Good girl, so the one you handed in was a spare phone.

The goody-two-shoes wasn't so good after all.

Probably sensing Shen Nian's teasing gaze, Li Shiyan didn't dare look his way, even turning her face to the other side, leaving Shen Nian with a silly-looking back.

So cute.

School was out. The autumn wind in Qiu Zhong was cool.

The streetlights along the campus path stretched the shadows long and slanting.

Xia Yanchun was still nibbling on her straw. That tiny can of Wangzai, the straw was pinched flat by her lips, and she had been sipping it all the way.

Shen Nian's big hand had somehow refreshed itself onto her shoulder. Dark night and high winds were suitable for mischief, and Shen Nian happened to be a scoundrel.

Once they reached the school gate, while Shen Nian went to get his bike, Xia Yanchun quietly hitched her bra strap up a little.

Hmm...

She had already told him that mortal enemies couldn't lie in the same bed. She hoped Shen Nian would be sensible, just touching shoulders and hooking fingers was enough, don't crave for more.

Thinking this, Xia Yanchun hummed to herself and nodded.

"What are you doing? Get on the bike." Shen Nian urged her.

It was the weekend. There were many private cars outside, and even traffic police directing. The car lights in the night were dazzling and confusing. Good thing Shen Nian had his fragrant Chunbao.

"Oh! Okay!"

Xia Yanchun got on the bike, her two claws grabbing Shen Nian's shoulders, maintaining a fist's distance from him.

She also patted Shen Nian's shoulders. After a while, Shen Nian found it strange.

"Why are you patting me?"

"To let you see how it feels to have someone else pat your shoulders."

"Pretty comfortable. So all this time I've been patting you, you've been enjoying it? You really know how to enjoy yourself, Xia Yanchun."

Xia Yanchun wiped her hand on his clothes in disgust. "It's not comfortable at all, okay?"

"I seem to remember when I had my arm around your shoulder, you never said it was uncomfortable. You let me do it all the way, and only say it's not comfortable at all after I stop?"

"It just isn't comfortable. When I get a shot at the hospital, do I have to shout 'It hurts!'? I just couldn't be bothered with you."

"That's not the same thing. Your example isn't appropriate."

"Anyway, it's not comfortable."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever you say."

"Then you're a dog."

"No, no, no, that's not right."

"......"

The Saintess was, as usual, lounging on the sofa watching TV.

It seemed even now, Shen Yue didn't know he had bought a Niu electric scooter.

After all, the Saintess's daily routine... when Shen Nian went to school, she wasn't awake yet. When Shen Nian came home from school, the Saintess was already asleep. It was only on weekends these two days that she had more time to watch TV.

If he didn't mention it, Shen Yue probably wouldn't notice for months.

Shen Nian sat nonchalantly on the edge of the sofa, whistling and spinning his car keys, making a jingling sound.

"Just like a little punk," Shen Yue scolded.

"Xia Yanchun said the same thing. No wonder you taught her; you two should just get together."

"Ew, I'm not a lesbian. If we really got together, wouldn't you cry yourself to death?"

"Cry my ass off."

Only then did Shen Yue look at the car keys in his hand, nudging his leg with her foot. "What's that in your hand?"

"Car keys. For a Lamborghini. Bought it new a few days ago."

"Huh?" Shen Yue sat up straight immediately. "You bought a car?"

"I've been selling fish for so long, what's wrong with buying a car? A Lamborghini is a luxury car too!"

"...Let's talk about it being a luxury car when people start crowding around your Lamborghini to take pictures..."

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