Better to Rent Out the Advertising Space

Chen Dong had originally wanted to ask Shen Nian if he wanted to play Gomoku, but when he turned around, he saw Shen Nian already buried in writing test papers. He was so shocked it triggered his core programming.

"You're the worst!"

"Huh?" Shen Nian looked around, confused. "Did I transmigrate into a world where the handsome ones die?"

"What are you even writing? And why is there a test paper from No.1 High School?"

"I asked a teacher for it."

"Wait, you got test papers from other schools just to use as practice workbooks?"

"Yeah." Shen Nian nodded. "What's the problem?"

Chen Dong was genuinely left in the dust by Shen Nian's relentless studying this time.

Alright, Shen Nian wasn't the worst. Given how hard he was working, what more was there to say? The special prize was meant for Shen Nian.

"Wanna play Gomoku?"

"No, I'm doing homework."

With a pained expression, Chen Dong pulled out a half-used composition notebook and flipped through the pages one by one for Shen Nian to see, saying sorrowfully,

"These... are the traces of our past, bit by bit. Every page holds the marks of our games. Let them be sealed away in our memories now."

"Damn, are you infected?"

Has the Chen Qiuyu virus finally spread?

"Ah, I wanna play chess." Chen Dong sighed. Since Shen Nian wouldn't play, he turned his gaze to Ma Mingfan.

Ma Mingfan was already asleep on the desk, but his brows were furrowed tightly, his whole body restless, as if having a nightmare.

Chen Dong, afraid he might die in that dream, quickly slapped him, rescuing him from his peril.

Ma Mingfan jolted awake, gasping for air. "Where... am I?"

"This is a world where the handsome ones die." Chen Dong comforted him. "Congratulations on surviving to the last batch."

"What about you?"

"Shen Nian and I have already become spirits."

"Screw you." Ma Mingfan took a deep breath. "But still, thanks. I almost died in that world."

"Whoa, did you just transmigrate to a cultivation world, get betrayed by your disciple and your dao companion during your tribulation, fall, and now you're reborn in this life?"

"You idiot." Ma Mingfan had no idea when his deskmate had become such a moron and quickly scooted his stool away.

Listening to them, Shen Nian almost laughed. He put down his pen and chimed in, "So what did you dream about?"

Ma Mingfan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "I dreamed Candy Super Sweet confessed to me."

Shen Nian and Chen Dong's expressions instantly changed. What a terrifying arrangement of Chinese words. Just hearing it once made cold sweat break out.

Evening self-study, second period.

Shen Nian had already started on his third test paper. Writing papers at school was surprisingly faster, a bit quicker than during the National Day holiday.

Of course, part of it was due to increased familiarity. The [Glimmer Training] might not have high visibility, but it was very useful.

[Glimmer Training] was really special.

It was like the husband who comes home from work and falls straight asleep. Without such a character, the whole movie would lose its flavor, but you don't specifically watch for him while viewing the film.

Greatness needs no explanation. There's always a system carrying the weight for a bro. Who says only those standing in the light are heroes?

Respect!

Shen Nian got hit on the head by a small paper ball. Frowning, he looked at Xia Yanchun and saw her making a little gesture to open the note.

If this isn't important, I swear I'm gonna have to control you.

Shen Nian grumbled internally, opened the note, and saw Xia Yanchun's neat handwriting inside.

'You there?'

?

Shen Nian understood now. It was just Hachikyun being bored and deliberately hitting him on the head.

Shen Nian wrote back to her, 'You'd better have a good reason, or I really will control you.'

'What's your life motto? Write it for me. I'll tell the homeroom teacher later to register it for you.'

'Ad space for rent, five yuan a day.'

When she received the note, Xia Yanchun's eyes were filled with big confusion. She looked at Shen Nian, then at the note, and finally showed it to Li Shiyan.

Shen Nian seemed to see a bunch of question marks floating above the heads of the two girls at the next desk.

Perhaps feeling she'd been messed with, Xia Yanchun didn't send a note back to Shen Nian for a long time.

After evening self-study ended, Xia Yanchun stood up, glanced at Shen Nian, and said, "The homeroom teacher wants us to go see her after class to report our life mottos for registration."

"Okay." Shen Nian figured he'd take the chance to use the bathroom anyway.

Special prize and first prize winners, as well as single-subject top scorers, could all make it onto the honor roll, but only special and first prize winners could write so-called life mottos.

Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun got the special prize; the loli girl got first prize. This time, Chen Dong didn't scrape by the cutoff and missed first prize, so no life motto for him.

Chen Dong's life motto in his second year of high school was 'A moment of ease, a lifetime of regret,' telling everyone not to sacrifice a whole lifetime for a moment of comfort—pure positive energy. Even the school leaders approved.

In the hallway, Shen Nian nudged Xia Yanchun with his elbow. "What's your life motto?"

"Copied from online. 'Strive until you're powerless, fight until you move yourself.'"

“So positive energy.” Shen Nian praised, then gently poked Li Shiyan's shoulder beside him. “And yours?”

"Mine... 'If a person has ambition, they won't stop halfway up the slope...'"

“Whoa, way too proper. Not half as slick as your QQ nickname.”

How is my QQ nickname slick... Li Shiyan muttered quietly in her heart, thinking it was just alright.

"What is your life motto, really?" Xia Yanchun couldn't help asking.

"I already told you."

"You're for real?"

"Absolutely for real."

Xia Yanchun looked at him strangely, suspecting Shen Nian had a screw loose. Really, did Shen Nian's mom give birth to him upside down?

What kind of poet could come up with a life motto like that?

Alright, Shen Nian was indeed close to being a genius and far from ordinary. Since Shen Nian could get the special prize, whatever life motto he wanted to write was his prerogative. She had no reason to say more.

In the office, everyone gathered around Su Kexi to tell her their life mottos.

"Shen Nian, what's your life motto?" Su Kexi's hands tapped away at the keyboard, registering all their mottos, finally asking Shen Nian last.

Shen Nian cleared his throat. "Ad space for rent, five yuan a day."

"?"

"???"

The genius nursing home was on a mission, sprouting a bunch of question marks.

Beside them, Yan Yuzhu almost spat out her Wangzai milk. She coughed, covering her mouth to stifle a laugh.

Another teacher, also deemed a genius by the system—the English teacher—looked over in shock.

Revealing such business acumen at a young age? That's impressive.

Oh, it's student Shen Nian. Now it makes sense.

"You, this..." Su Kexi was both annoyed and amused.

"This one's not acceptable?" Shen Nian sounded dejected. "Then, teacher, I'll change it. 'Ten lotuses in the pond, I only pick one, so you all pick the other nine...'"

Su Kexi nodded, about to type this sentence, but after hitting a few keys, she felt utterly bewildered.

If the eighth-place student in the whole school was this cocky, what would the first-place student be like? Looking down on the entire school?

Might as well go with the first one...

Forget it. He managed to get eighth in the school and top fifty in the province—Ivy League material. Just humor him.

After thinking it through, Su Kexi still posted Shen Nian's advertisement space for rent.

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