Chapter 270: Winter ❄️

“Then you’re not going to play?” Liu Xie asked her roommate in the classroom.

Zhu Niao pouted. “What basketball game? That was last month. It’s because your good brother ran off to propose to you during the game, down on one knee in the auditorium. I’ve got video proof.”

“Didn’t we win last time when Liu Anran wasn’t there? I heard we still won, right?”

Liu Xie actually remembered now.

It was after that incident that Liu Anran stepped up his pursuit, and they finally confirmed their relationship.

Of course, they were still keeping that relationship tightly under wraps.

“But this time is a bit different.” Ye Qingchang extended a finger and wagged it.

“Last time the opposing team was really weak, and we could still field a full team. This time, aside from your brother, we have one injured and one sick. Altogether we can’t even get five people on the court. Might as well call it off.”

It was worth mentioning that Xiao Yi’an, after discovering his team only had four players, still decided to play.

And he made an unprecedented statement: “Four people have their own way of playing. Today is comparable to the Xuanwu Gate Coup.”

Then they played a ten-minute quarter.

After the score got blown out, he, Xu Nian, and Gou Yu helped each other, limping as if they had sprained their ankles, hopping off the basketball court.

Once they were far enough away, they started sprinting, as if fleeing from the humiliating place that brought them shame.

But Zhu Niao and the others in the audience couldn’t escape.

Zhu Niao knew the idea must have come from Gou Yu. The other two had brains—they wouldn’t come up with something so brainless.

“Actually, I think we can start discussing how to shoot that video now.” Zhu Niao clasped her hands together.

After all, if she was the female lead, she had to care about what to shoot.

“Just film some scenery, add some voiceover about traditional cultural heritage later. Something positive. My idea is to go to the Literature Society’s activity room, film something cultural, then go out and shoot something…”

“Sounds exhausting.” Zhu Niao slumped onto the classroom desk.

“We’ll divide the work. You’ll be the main focus of the shots, so Liu Xie can handle the voiceover, and I’ll do the filming.” Ye Qingchang, the great director, pointed out assignments.

“Then what about me?” Yang Shuli raised her hand.

“Dorm Leader, if we need any extras, you might have to make a cameo. Just to make the scene look a bit more crowded, fill out the background.”

Xu Nian was from the next class over, but he usually stuck with Yang Shuli anyway, so it was like getting free labor.

Then Ye Qingchang looked up at Yang Shuli, who was still standing.

“Why are you still standing? Didn’t the teacher ask you something? Just make something up, why are you still standing?”

“I answered a question, and it seems I made her unhappy.” Yang Shuli looked troubled. “She asked me about paleontological biology.”

Zhu Niao was baffled. “Does our major even involve paleontology?”

“Come on, it’s normal.” Liu Xie was unfazed, continuing her game. “Every subject has to learn some history. Modern history counts as history, so paleontological history counts too.”

Ye Qingchang pushed up her glasses. “I’m more curious about what you said that made the teacher angry.”

“I said it’s impossible for megalodons to have appeared 2.8 million years ago, because the Earth is only 2025 years old, right? But she said it’s possible, because megalodons lived in water, and water isn’t part of the Earth. And then she said I’d hit her field of expertise, so she couldn’t tolerate it.” Yang Shuli continued.

“Are you even human anymore?” “Is there any human left?”

“What? Our school actually has a paleontology expert?” Ye Qingchang was slightly shocked.

“No, she said because megalodons lived in water, and she happens to teach a blow-off course.” “A blow-off course.”

“You two non-humans aren’t even trying to hide it anymore, are you?”

Ye Qingchang let out a long breath, then looked at Zhu Niao. “I remember that basketball game had a prize, right? At least up to the semifinals. It can’t be that only the top three get something.”

Zhu Niao had no idea, so she just stepped on Gou Yu’s shoe.

Gou Yu quickly started scrolling through the basketball game’s group chat, finding the earliest prize announcement.

“First to eighth place all have prizes, and it’s five hundred per team, stacked upward.” Gou Yu counted on Zhu Niao’s fingers. “We’re fourth place, so that should be… two thousand five hundred for the whole team!”

“What the hell? Did we get a new principal or did he get raided?”

Yang Shuli finally managed to sit down, and the moment she did, she heard this shocking news.

“Didn’t we get a sponsor? I think it’s normal for the money to be a bit more this time.” Liu Xie remembered her good brother was the sponsor.

“No way, we’ve had sponsors before, right? The money distributed was still just a little. How much? At most a hundred or two hundred, plus a fifty-dollar water card.” Ye Qingchang thought this was still too exaggerated.

“Come to think of it, I think we did get a new principal. I remember news about the final exams last year.” Zhu Niao suddenly recalled something.

“Then I admit this new principal has some real skills.” Ye Qingchang said. “After reading ‘An Inscription of a Humble Room,’ he probably thinks Liu Yuxi was a corrupt official.”

“The principal reads ‘To Live’ as if it’s a feel-good story,” Zhu Niao added.

“The principal catches fish from the school pond for meals,” Gou Yu added.

“The principal doesn’t even have an office,” Yang Shuli added.

Liu Xie, the rich girl, turned around. “What are you guys talking about?”

“The principal’s office is so hot in summer it could kill a camel. Just kidding.”

“Second Boss thought ‘The Epang Palace Fu’ was ‘An Inscription of a Humble Room.'”

“Second Boss got hacked for ten million and thought it was his auto-renewal subscription he forgot to cancel.”

“Second Boss thinks ‘How the Steel Was Tempered’ is a horror novel.”

Liu Xie reached out and gave Zhu Niao a chop to the head. “You guys are just full of nonsense.”

“Alright, class, that’s it for today. Next week is the last class. Remember to hand in your homework before class.”

“Then let’s hurry up and get this done early today. It’s not like anyone’s going to the club activity anyway.”

Ye Qingchang stood up.

But if they were really going to hurry, they wouldn’t have waited until the last week.