Teacher Yan's Kindness Can Never Be Repaid \o/

Shen Nian had always been a pervert, or at least Xia Yanchun thought so, and the evidence was irrefutable.

Xia Yanchun liked burying herself in Shen Nian's embrace like this, gently nibbling and licking his collarbone. This could easily stir up Shen Nian's little desires.

It was so fun.

This was one of the very few times Shen Nian would humbly beg her.

Forty minutes later, Xia Yanchun ran out of the room shyly holding her hands. When she returned, her hands carried the fresh scent of hand sanitizer.

Shen Nian had sensibly cleaned up the trash.

"It's all your fault, now there's no time to watch variety shows." Xia Yanchun lay back down next to Shen Nian.

"Then watch it tomorrow, it's time to sleep."

"Hmph, look how comfortable you are."

"So what? If you want, I can help you too."

"Get lost, I don't want it!" Xia Yanchun subconsciously pressed her legs together, punching him shyly and angrily, then ignored him in a huff.

She turned her back to him, grumbling.

Shen Nian helped cover her with the thin quilt. He didn't coax her, letting her sulk alone, knowing she would get over it on her own anyway.

Time was a good medicine. Five minutes later, Xia Yanchun, no longer angry, turned around and obediently hugged Shen Nian to sleep.

"Hehe, hehe."

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing."

Shen Nian continued to chuckle foolishly.

He didn't mean anything by it, just having some fun letting Xia Yanchun guess.

Xia Yanchun puffed her cheeks, absolutely hating Shen Nian right now.

...

Mid-autumn had passed, the summer heat gradually fading, and the wind carried a slight chill.

The leaves were dyed in varying shades of gold, and the sky was clear and high. It was the most refreshing season of the year.

Miss Autumn was the most comfortable.

Perhaps it sounded a bit ambiguous, but Shen Nian felt it was very sacred.

Learning in college was completely different from high school. Compared to high school, college offered much more freedom, and many assignments and courses were not as rigid.

Rote memorization like in high school absolutely did not work in college. A month and a half into official classes, some students were already starting to fall behind.

However, this had nothing to do with Shen Nian. He had asked for the contact information of a teacher who used to be a senior technician at a major tech company, and they were already actively discussing professional knowledge.

When it came to studying, once effort yielded positive feedback, it was hard to stop.

"Shen Nian, um... could you come over and help me take a look? Why am I getting an error here? I can't figure out the problem..."

"Coming, let me see... do this... then this... you can handle the rest yourself."

"Thank you!"

The female student sitting at the first desk next to Shen Nian clapped her hands excitedly, moved to tears.

She wanted to sing a song for Shen Nian.

Listen to me say thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warmed~

Class dismissal time.

"Woohoo, class is over." Shen Nian clicked his tongue, saving the computer files to a USB flash drive.

The school's computers ran very smoothly, so there was absolutely no need to bring one's own laptop. A USB drive could solve everything; plug and play was very convenient.

"Have you finished writing that program?" Xia Yanchun leaned over curiously.

"Finished. Anyone with hands can do it, it's very easy to implement."

"What are you showing off for? I finished it too." Xia Yanchun pouted.

"Right? Pretty simple."

Beside them, Li Shiyan, who had been coding hard for a long time but still couldn't get her code to run, shivered.

She didn't dare to say she hadn't finished, afraid Shen Nian would call her a noob, even though she wasn't a noob at all.

Mainly, it was just that Shen Nian was too amazing.

Followed by Xia Yanchun.

In high school, their scores were evenly matched. Now... if measured by scores, Shen Nian would probably leave Xia Yanchun a distance behind, and then Xia Yanchun would leave the rest of the classmates a short distance behind.

Li Shiyan knew that students with the same progress as her were the majority.

Having deeply grasped the mindset of top student Shen Nian, she wouldn't feel inferior for not keeping up with him and Xia Yanchun. She felt the most important thing right now was what to eat at the cafeteria later.

She had been... completely assimilated by college life...

"Let's go, time to eat." Li Shiyan patted her butt and stood up. "Xiao Chun, what are we eating today?"

"I want stone pot bibimbap."

"Okay, okay, then I'll have the same as you!"

"Shen Nian, what about you?"

"What else is there to say? I'll have that too."

The hardest problem Shen Nian encountered since starting college was what to eat each day. Most of the time he just set it to auto-follow: whatever Haji Chun ate, he ate.

While having lunch, Shen Nian suddenly remembered the system quest.

The epilogue quest had been hanging there. Perhaps it was time to find a chance to go back and visit Cinan No. 2 High School.

He had previously promised to bring back ten catties of large prawns.

However... the family pond had been harvested for a while now. Even if they had saved some large prawns instead of selling them, they would definitely have been frozen in the fridge for a long time. If he really wanted to visit the teachers with large prawns, Shen Nian would have to go to the market to pick them himself.

Maybe he should switch to fish instead.

Teacher Yan Yuzhu had bought his fish at the market before, so she was probably someone who could kill and cook fish herself. Giving fish shouldn't be a problem.

As for Su Kexi...

Teacher, you wouldn't want to not receive a gift from your student, right?

Regardless, she was the homeroom teacher. Shen Nian felt he could still spend some money to buy something nice to express his gratitude.

The teachers in his class were all great, but Shen Nian felt the best were Yan Yuzhu and Su Kexi.

Su Kexi had been trying every means to make him pull himself together and study hard during his first two years of high school, but he had been quite slacking. In his senior year, it was Yan Yuzhu who customized an English study plan for him, found him ten sets of exam papers, and solved many troubles for him.

Teacher Yan's kindness could never be fully repaid \o/

What else was there to say? He would give Teacher Yan one more fish than Teacher Su.

"Holy crap, Shen Nian!"

Shen Nian snapped back to reality; there was no mistaking this voice.

Ma Mingfan, carrying his food, sat down next to Shen Nian in pleasant surprise. He looked him up and down, then looked at Xia Yanchun and Li Shiyan opposite them, saying happily, "Hehe, our corner is so fated. All five of us got into Nanjiang University."

"Yeah, yeah," Xia Yanchun smiled.

Li Shiyan also nodded along.

"Quite a coincidence, but I'm almost done eating and you just arrived. That's too slow. You weren't like this in high school." Shen Nian patted Ma Mingfan's back.

Ma Mingfan's skin tone was much darker than he remembered, obviously having gotten tanned during military training and not fully recovered yet.

"I didn't want to either. My friend took a while in the restroom. But it's good, otherwise I might not have noticed you guys. By the way, are you three in the same class?"

"Yeah, it's a pity, Hajima, otherwise you'd be in our class too."

"Come on, I would've needed to score forty more points for that."

"How's the materials major? I heard it's a bit of a trap."

"It is a bit. I was transferred into it, didn't have a choice." Ma Mingfan said optimistically, "But it doesn't matter, I'm working super hard right now. Once I can change majors, I'm out of there. I'll see if I can come over to the computer science side."

"You can do it, Hajima. I'll be waiting for you in artificial intelligence. When the time comes, we'll build robots together. With the two of us united, we'll build a Gipsy Danger in ten years." Shen Nian cheered him on.

Ma Mingfan smiled, feeling relieved.

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