They were all classmates, so Jiangnan didn’t want to go too far.
But Li Xiang kept stirring trouble time and again.
Jiangnan figured it was time to teach him a lesson.
At noon in the cafeteria, as soon as Jiangnan walked in, a burly guy stood up and called out, “Brother Nan, over here.”
His loud voice instantly drew everyone’s attention.
“Damn, did I hear that right? Wu Liang, the big shot, called Jiangnan ‘Brother Nan’?”
“You didn’t hear? This morning he went to Class One, now calls Jiangnan his big brother.”
“No way. Did you see Weibo? Wu Liang in those Pikachu shorts this morning, ugh, and now he’s so close with Jiangnan.”
“Jiangnan may be a bit useless, but he’s pretty handsome. Could they be…”
A few exchanged glances, speechless.
Nearby fangirls’ eyes sparkled, whispering, “Tch, tch, tch. Jiangnan’s pulling out all the stops for final exam results, selling his soul.”
Walking through, hearing the murmurs, Jiangnan’s face darkened.
Can’t you all study properly instead of imagining nonsense?
Selling his soul, really?
If souls could be sold, Jiangnan would’ve cashed out long ago.
With a sour expression, he reached Wu Liang, who was thoughtful enough to have gotten his food already.
“What’s wrong, Brother Nan? Someone messing with you? If you don’t want to handle it, tell your little bro. I’ll teach them how to behave.”
Jiangnan looked glum, but seeing the “Winnie the Pooh” peeking at him nearby, his mood lifted.
“Big guy, how’s your studying?”
Wu Liang blinked, puffing up proudly, “Every exam, I show everyone with my skills exactly how many students are in our grade.”
Jiangnan nearly faceplanted into his food tray.
So, always dead last?
With a dark expression, Jiangnan said, “This final, aim for third in academics. Got it?”
Wu Liang thumped his chest, “Third from the bottom? No problem.”
Jiangnan was speechless.
Third from the top, you idiot.
Wu Liang’s eyes bulged, “Brother Nan, are you crazy? Even if you stuffed the books in my head, I couldn’t hit third.”
Jiangnan rolled his eyes, “Muscles all over, even in your brain?”
“Top three, or you’re out of my crew.”
Wu Liang looked aggrieved, “Why?”
Jiangnan asked, “Ever thought about your future? Just coast like this, then inherit the family business, be a local thug?”
“Is that where your life ends?”
“The world’s so vibrant. I want to climb higher, see more. The higher, the better. Can you keep up?”
Wu Liang fell silent, knowing Jiangnan genuinely cared.
Jiangnan muttered, “Grade’s top three, I’ll take you to Songjiang Spirit Martial.”
Wu Liang froze, finally grasping Jiangnan’s meaning.
And the weight behind “follow me.”
Bang.
Wu Liang’s face flushed, slamming the table.
“No more words. I’m in.”
The sudden boom silenced the entire cafeteria.
Jiangnan stared at his spilled food tray.
Brother.
Do you have to be so intense?
I haven’t even taken a bite.
Tang Qianya, startled nearby, timidly offered, “I can tutor Brother Wu with his studies.”
Wu Liang, touched, said, “I’m counting on you.”
“If that doesn’t work, I’ll go one by one. Anyone scores higher than me, I’ll pound them.”
Jiangnan was speechless.
Brother, with your dead-last record, pounding the whole grade?
That’s a big project.
After lunch, Wu Liang dove into study mode.
Glaring at books like he could intimidate them to death.
Jiangnan watched, pleased.
He chose Wu Liang for a reason.
First, the guy was tough, naturally gifted.
Plus, he was honest, not malicious, straightforward.
Their fight showed Wu Liang’s resilient will.
No matter how many times he was knocked down, he kept trying to stand. That was valuable.
And Wu Liang’s words, “As long as I’m standing, you won’t get hurt,” sealed Jiangnan’s choice.
Back in class, during lunch break, the school began broadcasting team lists.
A gentle female voice came through the speakers.
Starry Sea Team. Members: Wang Mengfan, Li Jinlong, Liu Yang, Xu Yang.
Sole Supremacy Team. Members: …
No Madness No Success Team. Members: …
Prosperity Democracy Friendship Harmony Team. Members: …
Jiangcheng Yangko Team. Members: …
One Jiao I’m in Jiao, Jiao Team.
The announcer started to grumble, stumbling over words.
These names were too hard. Some even had pinyin.
She inwardly cursed, what kind of weird team names were these?
Teachers were speechless.
The principal was baffled.
Looking at the long list, the announcer’s head throbbed, until she spotted a somewhat normal name.
Strive for First Team. Members: Li Xiang, Li Muyan, Liu Quanwu, Ling Feng.
The team announcement sparked chatter.
“Total seed team. Two mage powerhouses, one melee, one shield warrior. Insane output.”
“Li Xiang’s Bronze Three-Star. Li Muyan’s bound to hit Bronze before finals. Two Bronze mages? Wow.”
“Ling Feng’s super fast. Liu Quanwu’s beast-mode rhino is a heavy tank. Unbeatable.”
“First place is theirs.”
Li Xiang, in the front row, shot Jiangnan a provocative glance.
Li Muyan smirked coldly. This final exam, they’d settle the score.
After two more team names, the announcer’s voice faltered.
Then, with clear resentment, she read, “Jiangnan Says It All Team. Members: Jiangnan, Wu Liang, Tang Qianya.”
[Resentment points from Zhang Hong +999.]
“Pfft, Jiangnan says what, and you just agree?”
“Who cares what he says, it’s right. Haha.”
“What a bold team name.”
“Not just bold, the boldest.”
Wu Liang, in the classroom, gave a thumbs-up, “Brother Nan’s Brother Nan. So cultured.”
Tang Qianya covered her face.
No, too embarrassing.
Liu Quanwu scoffed, “Tch, tch, tch. Wu Liang carrying two dead weights? Impressive.”
“No wonder only three. If a fourth joined, Wu Liang would…”
Clang.
Before Liu Quanwu finished, Jiangnan cut in, “One more word, and I’ll end you right now, believe it?”
Jiangnan stood, holding a stool, still wearing a bright smile.
He even pulled a brick from his spatial storage.
Classmates froze. Quiet, timid Jiangnan was fighting back?
Liu Quanwu’s face darkened.
Just then, the teacher walked in.
“Jiangnan, what’s with the brick?”
“Oh, I needed a ruler to draw lines, so I grabbed a brick.”
[Resentment points from Teacher +666.]
