If You Don't Tell Me, How Would I Know

Shen Nian wasn't annoyed. He sat down openly behind Xia Yanchun, rested his hand on her lower abdomen, and propped his chin on her shoulder. "Master Shen is right here. Just ask if there's anything you don't know."

"I know how to do everything too. What's so hard about doing homework?" Xia Yanchun chattered. Since Shen Nian was already behind her, she might as well lean on him.

So Xia Yanchun got a warm backrest.

Leaning comfortably against Shen Nian, a little flower bloomed in Xia Yanchun's heart.

How could she not know Shen Nian's little intentions? The weather was nice today, so she would indulge him just this once.

He could play his games, and she could study her own things. There was no conflict.

The homework wasn't difficult and was easily finished, but Xia Yanchun's goal for doing homework had never been just to complete it; learning was her main objective.

Just like in high school, when others liked to copy the answers to summer homework, she would do it herself, treating the summer homework like regular practice questions, never slacking off unless there were special circumstances.

Without such persistence and eagerness to learn, she couldn't have achieved her desired scores.

Leaning softly against Shen Nian, Xia Yanchun began to review the new knowledge she had learned over the past month. Although her small face occasionally blushed slightly from Shen Nian's caresses, this couldn't stop her pace of progress.

If she didn't study hard, she wouldn't be able to keep up with Shen Nian.

Although they were both top scorers in the province for the college entrance examination, she knew there was a gap between her and Shen Nian, a gap in all aspects. This gap became even more apparent after entering college.

No, more accurately, there was a gap between the whole class and Shen Nian.

Even though everyone was studying hard, Shen Nian always managed to be better than everyone else, so much so that during practical assignments, the teacher would specifically go over to Shen Nian's side to look at his computer and chat with him.

In comparison, her own excellence seemed very weak.

"Chunbao, Chunbao..."

"What are you doing? I'm doing my homework."

"Nothing, just suddenly wanted to call you."

Shen Nian's love swelled. He pressed against Xia Yanchun and licked the girl's pink ear.

After getting his fill of touching, he also went to his computer to do his homework.

No matter how much homework there was, it was a piece of cake for Shen Nian. After finishing his homework, Shen Nian started his live stream.

Including the military training, it had been more than a month and a half since school started. The growth rate of Shen Nian's followers had long since flattened out, only gaining 110,000 followers over the past month and a half.

He never worried about his followers.

There would always be high school seniors. As long as his reputation didn't collapse, his followers would keep growing.

It was worth mentioning that his follower stickiness was quite high. Having streamed for so long, the concurrent viewers in his live broadcast room had always been stable at over 20,000.

These were all students eager to improve. Many of them even connected with him via voice chat to brag about how many places they had improved and how many points their monthly test scores had gone up.

Everything was moving in a good direction.

The live stream revenue alone was over a hundred thousand a month. Even without the money given by the system, he could tell his parents in the next two or three months that he was a millionaire.

After streaming lightly for two hours, Shen Nian made sure to close the live stream room and then began to check today's income.

He made a solid 4,900 in two hours, slightly less than yesterday.

"Hey, do you think I should edit some videos and take some sponsorships lately?" Shen Nian asked, resting his legs on the desk and looking at Xia Yanchun beside him.

Xia Yanchun glanced at him. "Sure. Taking sponsorships is very common now; any blogger would do it. Have you thought about what kind of content you want to make?"

"Not yet. I teach study content during the live streams, what else can I make videos about..."

"Then you can make some vlogs or something, like going to class, fishing, eating. Editing them into a video should be pretty good."

"Seems kind of boring."

"What do you know? There's a big audience for that kind of video too, okay?"

"Sigh, we'll see."

Shen Nian sat back down beside Xia Yanchun, leaning against her shoulder like a little bird, not saying a word, just watching her study.

Xia Yanchun was taking an online class.

No matter what major, there are always some basic and formal online classes on Bilibili, which is why Bilibili is called Bilibili University by college students. If you're lucky, there are even senior industry experts posting tutorials. If you really want to learn, there's an immense amount you can pick up.

Xia Yanchun was so engrossed in her studies that Shen Nian felt bad disturbing her.

Only after finishing the last online class did Xia Yanchun stretch her shoulders and let out a long yawn. "Phew, so tired."

"Rest if you're tired."

"Mm-hmm."

Xia Yanchun rubbed her face against Shen Nian's and lay down flat.

It was a pity it wasn't noon right now; it would be time for dinner soon, otherwise she would have wanted to take a nap.

Shen Nian cooked dinner. There was some pork and lettuce in the fridge, so the three of them just needed two simple dishes to eat.

After dinner, Xia Yanchun carried her computer back home and looked for clothes to take a shower.

Taking advantage of Shen Nian not coming over yet, she hurriedly took her short-acting contraceptive pill according to her routine.

It wasn't until ten o'clock at night that Shen Nian came in carrying a box of fruit.

"Just bought these grapes downstairs, they're super sweet."

"Let me taste... mm, so sweet."

"Right? I left some at my place, you can finish these."

"Okay." Xia Yanchun nodded her little head. "I have an 8 AM class again tomorrow, so annoying."

"Didn't you like high school life? Isn't 8 AM better than 6 AM?" Shen Nian laughed.

"Ugh, it's not the same."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say. It makes no difference to me anyway."

"Wow, so impressive."

Hearing the sarcasm in Xia Yanchun's tone, Shen Nian was even more amused.

After eating the grapes, Xia Yanchun brushed her teeth, washed her face, and pushed Shen Nian into the bedroom.

Since they had to get up early tomorrow, they needed to go to bed early today, which meant lounging in bed a bit earlier. Whether watching a show or chatting, being in bed was the most comfortable.

Xia Yanchun lay down, pulled Shen Nian's arm over to use as a pillow, planning to watch an episode of a variety show before sleeping.

"Chunbao." Shen Nian's expression flickered as he held Xia Yanchun's small hand.

"What's wrong? I want to look at my phone."

"Look then, I'm not stopping you."

"..." Xia Yanchun glanced at Shen Nian and pouted. "Then why are you squeezing my hand?"

"Ahem."

"Speechless. Can't you just say what you want? If you don't tell me, how am I supposed to know what you want to do?"

Xia Yanchun acted completely innocent, while Shen Nian stammered, his face turning red.

Why did this feel somewhat shameful?

This Chunbao just knew how to make fun of him.

"You..." Shen Nian sweatdropped.

"Hehe, I really can't do anything with you."

Seeing Shen Nian take so long just to squeeze out that one sentence, Xia Yanchun couldn't hold back anymore. She sweetly nestled into Shen Nian's embrace, her hands moving consciously.

Xia Yanchun was already used to this kind of busyness, besides... it had been a few days since the last time. Shen Nian would sometimes study in her room until it was time to sleep, working very, very hard.

"Am I a bad woman?" Xia Yanchun thought, her heart feeling as light as clouds.

"Haha, of course not, Chunbao. If anyone calls you a bad woman, I'll fight them," Shen Nian said seriously.

"Hmph, you lecher."

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