You have been muted by the streamer for one day.

They spent the whole afternoon being affectionately clingy with each other.

Before dinner, Xia Yanchun finally scored a ninety-two.

Barring any accidents, Xia Yanchun would be able to pass the Subject One exam steadily tomorrow.

Getting a driver's license was a piece of cake.

At night.

After taking a shower, Shen Nian turned on his computer, planning to play some games, only to find that Xia Yanchun was live-streaming.

Their streaming schedules usually overlapped a lot, so Shen Nian hadn't really watched Xia Yanchun's stream much.

Shen Nian clicked into Xia Yanchun's stream to secretly watch his Chunbao broadcast.

The screen showed a math problem on a whiteboard background, making it easy to type and draw circles. Her camera feed was placed in the bottom left corner. At first glance, it looked quite professional.

Xia Yanchun had only been live for ten minutes. The viewer count had just touched four digits, and there were already over a hundred yuan's worth of Super Chats pinned at the top.

Some sharp-eyed viewers recognized his ID and immediately started spamming the chat.

[Master Shen is here!]

[Master Shen is here to check up on Chef Xia.]

[Hello, Master Shen!]

Xia Yanchun, who was enthusiastically teaching her lesson, frowned. She looked closely at the chat and realized Shen Nian was in her stream.

"Don't get distracted, everyone. Once I finish explaining this problem, I won't repeat it!" Xia Yanchun had fully embraced her role as a little teacher.

[Damn, how did you calculate this step? Math is the kind of thing where you go to the bathroom and come back understanding nothing!]

[Listening attentively...]

Shen Nian also typed a message: [Your lesson is too hard to understand, even I don't get it.]

"Student Shen, if you're not going to learn, please don't affect the other students. If you don't want to study, go stand outside." Xia Yanchun pouted, furrowed her brows, and clicked her mouse a few times.

[You have been muted by the streamer for 1 day]

Shen Nian stared at his ban notification, lost in thought.

I wholeheartedly drove traffic to your channel to help you grow, and all I get in return is a mute...

Shen Nian sighed inwardly. It turned out his Chunbao had always been such an ingrate...

He liked her even more now. Later, he would use this as an excuse to kiss his Chunbao fiercely.

Shen Nian wasn't streaming tonight, so he idled in Xia Yanchun's stream for an hour, watching her viewer count grow from one thousand to two thousand, then to three thousand... He didn't know if it was because he was there, but the numbers kept rising, peaking at four thousand concurrent viewers.

The chat didn't miss the chance to tag him and tease him.

It seemed everyone knew that he and Chef Xia were a couple.

The stream environment was very wholesome, which had a lot to do with Xia Yanchun constantly explaining math problems. Earlier, there might have been some trolls trying to stir up drama, but the content was so dry and academic that they couldn't find any rhythm to disrupt and just left.

When Xia Yanchun finally ended her stream, Shen Nian sneaked over to her place and cuddled his sweet-smelling Chunbao to sleep.

Xia Yanchun nestled in Shen Nian's arms, tilting her little head to adjust her position so she could be held more comfortably.

"We have to get up early tomorrow for driving practice. Did you tell mom and dad?"

"I did. Let's go out for breakfast together tomorrow."

"Mhm..." Xia Yanchun let out a soft yawn.

"Go to sleep early."

After Shen Nian said that, a warm kiss landed on Xia Yanchun's forehead, followed by her soft cheeks, their lips intertwining, and trailing all the way down to the girl's neck and collarbone. Xia Yanchun merely dodged shyly, pushing him away gently.

Any lower, and Xia Yanchun wouldn't let him kiss her anymore.

Shen Nian's breathing was filled with satisfaction. He didn't even need to use the stream mute as an excuse to get a good kissing session out of Xia Yanchun.

Waking up early the next day, Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun quickly brushed their teeth and washed their faces.

Uncle Wang pulled Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun into a WeChat group with over two hundred people. People who had previously gotten their licenses were also in it. It was said that once you got your license, you were supposed to send red envelopes for everyone to grab, though they didn't know if it was true.

Sometimes, if the Subject Two instructor was away or if it was raining and there was no need to practice, a notice would be sent in the group. By eight-twenty, the coach was already asking if anyone wanted to practice.

Breakfast in the town mostly consisted of steamed buns and pastries. There were rice noodle rolls too, but they weren't very good, so Shen Nian preferred to eat some buns and drink soy milk.

The driving practice area was by the river. After driving along the riverside concrete road for a bit and turning a corner, they arrived. It was a very small and simple practice lot with grass growing on the side, and someone had even plowed a small plot of land there to plant lettuce.

A somewhat battered white car with yellow license plates was driving around the lot. It moved skillfully, looking like the driver had been practicing for a while.

"You two are the ones who signed up yesterday, right? After this person finishes their turn, I'll teach you how to drive first. Let's strive to master reverse parking in the next few days..."

The coach wasn't Uncle Wang, but a woman in her forties. It wouldn't be until they finished Subject Two that Uncle Wang would step in to teach Subject Three.

It was soon Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun's turn. The coach first taught them the precautions for getting into the car. After they adapted to sitting in the vehicle, she gave Shen Nian hands-on guidance for reverse parking.

Beginners had to watch the markers, align with the yellow lines, and know where to turn the wheel and where to straighten it. It sounded complicated, but during the actual operation, Shen Nian felt it was just so-so. After practicing a few times, he could already reverse the car perfectly into the yellow lines.

Xia Yanchun was much slower than Shen Nian. She easily got nervous while driving. Fortunately, the coach was emotionally stable and remained very patient while teaching.

They practiced three rounds in the morning and two rounds in the afternoon, with each round allowing them to drive twice. By the end of the day, Shen Nian had already started learning parallel parking.

"Driving is so easy," Shen Nian said as he drove Xia Yanchun home against the warm breeze.

"You learn so fast..." Xia Yanchun admired him from the bottom of her heart. They had started learning at the same time, so how was Shen Nian already doing parallel parking while she was still stuck on reverse parking...

"It's normal. Us guys are generally better at driving than girls."

"Oh, come on, attacking all girls like that. Typical overconfident guy."

"Cough, cough. Fine, my mistake. Let me rephrase: when it comes to driving, I'm better than the vast majority of girls."

"..."

He was showing off even more now.

Xia Yanchun grumbled and secretly flicked his ear.

Over at the driving lot, there was only a small, dark green tourist tent for shade. The sun made the entire parking lot feel stiflingly hot.

The smart Xia Yanchun had already brought a small rechargeable fan when they went to practice driving the next day.

Shen Nian didn't have one, though. This was something she had bought a long time ago, and it still worked perfectly after being charged.

If Shen Nian wanted to cool down, he had to sit nearby and leech the breeze. Until he unconsciously called her big sister, Xia Yanchun had no intention of letting him use the fan.

And so.

Except for when they were individually practicing, Shen Nian stuck to her side for the entire day.

Her own nice scent was practically being tainted by Shen Nian...

Xia Yanchun was utterly speechless. Shen Nian's emotional intelligence was still just too low.

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