Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
In the pitch darkness, Jiang Wen tightly pressed his lips together, his mind still in a state of shock.
Feng Ning pointed at him and scolded, "You know a person's face but not their heart."
"I really—" The words caught in his throat, and he awkwardly paused, turning his face away. "It was truly an accident..."
"An explanation is just a cover-up, and a cover-up is the truth," Feng Ning relentlessly pressed on. "If I hadn't seen it, you would probably pretend nothing happened!"
"......"
Feng Ning spoke sharply, "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person, a hypocritical moralist!"
Under the barrage of accusations, Jiang Wen felt he had no words to express his frustration. "Fine, I apologize to you."
"An apology is useless."
"What do you want then?"
Feng Ning threatened fiercely, "I don't care; you need to come up with a solution right now. Otherwise, I'll expose that you secretly looked at my nude photos and ruin your reputation."
"?"
She looked at him expressionlessly. "How about this: you send me your nude photos too, and we’ll call it even."
Jiang Wen was stunned and struggled to respond, "I don't have such photos."
"Then take one on the spot," Feng Ning commanded him. "Take off your clothes! Right now, hurry up!"
"....." "Not going to take them off? Fine." Feng Ning pretended to pick up her phone. "Then I'll just post about this on the BBS right now."
Jiang Wen quickly restrained her movements, excitedly saying she was crazy. When he looked up, he met her mischievous expression.
After holding it in for so long, Feng Ning finally couldn't help but laugh, covering her stomach with one hand as her shoulders shook with laughter. She nearly rolled on the ground. "Hahaha! Jiang Wen, why is your face so red? Have you never even watched adult films in private?"
Her earlier gloomy mood vanished in an instant as she gleefully admired her post-bath photo.
Last night, her back had been a bit sore, so after taking a shower, she asked Meng Taoyu to help her take a picture. It wasn't anything inappropriate; nothing that should be exposed was shown. Why was he being shy?
Feng Ning laughed heartily, showing no guilt for teasing him.
Seeing her like this, Jiang Wen felt dizzy and his face turned pale. He turned around and walked back.
In his life, he had never seen a woman more deranged than Feng Ning.
*
This year, the New Year came early, and right after the holiday, Qide had to start final exams. The seating arrangement for the exam was based on the previous grade rankings. Due to renovations in several teaching buildings, the top hundred students were all gathered in an auditorium on the west side.
Feng Ning was number 001, seated in the first row of the first column on the far left. In the morning, during the Chinese exam, she found it incredibly boring and only brought a pen.
As she sat down and propped her head up, daydreaming while gazing out at the scenery outside, she realized that the pen she had chosen was almost out of ink.
Looking around, her classmate Wanyang had not yet arrived at the exam hall.
Others...
The first rays of sunlight streamed through the corner of the window and hit the floor tiles. Jiang Wen was sitting upright in the first row of the second column.
She leaned over with a flattering smile and asked, "Jiang, can you lend me a pen?"
He was still angry and ignored her words, continuing to silently write ancient poetry on his draft paper.
Feng Ning had thick skin; she was completely oblivious to being ignored and conveniently forgot about her previous antics. She leaned over to watch him finish writing a poem and even commented aloud, "Your handwriting is quite nice."
Jiang Wen maintained a stony expression, treating her like air as he continued writing another poem.
"Jiang, can I borrow your pen?" Feng Ning shamelessly said again, "That pen in your hand looks pretty good for writing."
"No." Jiang Wen replied without any expression, his eyes fixed on the paper as he steadily wrote Qu Yuan's "Li Sao."
It seemed he was still holding a grudge.
After a half-minute standoff, Feng Ning stared at Jiang Wen's hand gripping the pen. His wrist was adorned with a black watch, his fingers slender with well-proportioned joints.
She savored the sight and complimented, "Jiang, your hands are really beautiful!"
"......"
"Much better looking than my back."
As expected, the character "although" on the draft paper suddenly shook; he could no longer hold back: "What do you want?"
Feng Ning innocently replied, "To borrow your pen."
Jiang Wen scowled and slammed the pen down in front of her with some force.
Mission accomplished, she felt satisfied. As she was leaving, Feng Ning remarked, "Good thing we’re sitting side by side."
She tilted her head to look at him with a worried expression: "Otherwise, if you were sitting behind me, you'd just see my back when you looked up. How could you concentrate on the exam then?"
Jiang Wen, sitting upright and proper, immediately twisted his face upon hearing that.
Seeing him so upset he could barely sit still, Feng Ning switched to a more serious expression. "By the way, just a friendly reminder, you wrote one character wrong in '謇朝谇而夕替.' You should quickly check your book before the teacher arrives."
At eight o'clock, four proctors walked in carrying exam bags. A female teacher stood at the podium and called out to the students below, "Get ready, we are about to start the exam. Please put away your reference materials and books."
Jiang Wen supported his forehead with his hand to calm himself. Believing her nonsense, he pulled his Chinese textbook from his bag and flipped to the section on "Li Sao."
His eyes scanned the note, confirming, "Though I strive to maintain my integrity and restraint, my candid advice in the morning results in my removal by the evening," and he found no mistakes.
Still in doubt, he suddenly heard laughter nearby. Turning his gaze slightly, Feng Ning was eating bread. She adorably flashed a row of neat white teeth and said something infuriating, "You didn't make a mistake; I was just joking earlier."
Her teasing methods were always particularly childish, yet he somehow fell for them every time.
Jiang Wen instantly felt like a fool.
If anger were tangible, it would surely rise three feet above his head.
He felt suffocated and wished he could hurl the language book in his hand at her face like a shot put. But being played by her wasn't the worst part; the most frustrating thing was that the ancient poem fill-in-the-blank question on the exam actually included that line.
Jiang Wen, harboring thoughts of defiance against an unknown foe, sulkily left that question blank.
After the exam, Feng Ning came over to return the pen.
Jiang Wen didn’t give her a good look and zipped up his backpack, saying to himself, "You can keep it."
"Why not?"
He lowered his head slightly and pretentiously replied, "I don't want something someone else has used."
"Okay." Feng Ning readily put away the pen and complimented him, "What a pure and noble Jiang."
*
Long ago, Feng Ning's remark about being "forever second" had pierced deeply into Jiang Wen's fragile heart like a thorn.
During this period of final exams, he was fully focused and worked harder than he ever did for the high school entrance exam. His sleep quality had been poor these past few nights. As he calculated problems late into the night, fatigue began to set in. He glanced at the time and set a half-hour alarm on his phone before resting his head on the desk.
In a daze, a hazy glow appeared before him, within which someone had their back exposed. Half-awake, an image flashed through his mind: a snow-white back, a narrow waist, coinciding with what was before him.
Jiang Wen was suddenly awakened.
His heart was still pounding. When he saw it was Zhao Binlin, Jiang Wen threw something at him and scolded, "Are you crazy?"
Zhao Binlin, who had been hit by the book, turned around with a confused expression. He was in the process of taking off his pants and asked, "What's wrong with me?"
"Why aren't you wearing clothes?"
"I'm about to take a shower!" Zhao Binlin replied, feeling wronged and bewildered.
Jiang Wen's brow twitched as he realized he had overreacted. He straightened up and rubbed his forehead in frustration. "Forget it, it's nothing."
Not understanding what had triggered Jiang Wen's outburst, Zhao Binlin asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Jiang Wen's lips moved, and after a moment he muttered, "I haven't woken up yet."
*
Meanwhile, Feng Ning was enjoying watching an animated series in her dormitory.
After one episode ended and the ending theme played, Shuang Yao suddenly messaged her on WeChat: "Sister, what's going on with you?"
Feng Ning replied: "What's wrong with me?"
Shuang Yao sent a link along with a comment: "Now everyone knows you're chasing after Jiang Wen!"
Opening the link revealed a post on a BBS. The post contained a series of photos: Feng Ning was seen leaning close to Jiang Wen in the exam room, seemingly saying something to him.
The photos were taken from behind and were extremely clear, almost as if shot with a professional camera.
She had a flattering expression on her face while Jiang Wen remained unfazed. The poster described the entire process from borrowing the pen to returning it: "Is this what being first in the grade looks like? Really? Is this how desperate you are?"
The building was going up quickly.
1l: Fire tongs, hahahaha, wow, this girl is so beautiful~ Does anyone know who she is?
2l: Is that Jiang Wen!!! Is this guy Jiang Wen!!!
3l: Is Jiang Wen a misogynist? I really feel like he’s particularly harsh towards girls...
4l: In response to the above, this girl is called Feng Ning, she’s a well-known academic genius among our Sophomore class.
5l: Although this guy only showed a bit of his profile, I can still feel his astonishing handsomeness. Can I ask for his contact information~~~ [excited]
6l posted a link to a premium thread: To clarify for 5l, there are currently three handsome guys in the premium section with exclusive high posts, one of whom is Jiang Wen. If you’re curious about him, you can click in to check it out.
The earlier comments were relatively normal since it’s quite common for Jiang Wen to have admirers. Bystanders were saying that they looked good together based on appearances. Some also lamented Jiang Wen’s aloofness, wondering why he wasn’t moved by a girl like Feng Ning, who has both beauty and intelligence!
As the discussion continued, the original poster reappeared to drop some malicious gossip: This girl comes from a poor family and probably has her eyes on Jiang Wen’s money (ps: when I say poor, I mean working as a Barmaid~). By the way, when Jiang Wen was dating Campus Belle Cheng Jiajia from the Sophomore year, it seems that Feng Ning had interfered in their relationship~~~ she’s a professional mistress.
The terms Barmaid and mistress were too explosive. Consequently, some people in the thread began to question the original poster, asking for evidence, while others simply enjoyed the gossip; discussions became even more heated.
Around eleven at night, Jiang Wen finished reading the thread. He went to the balcony and used Zhao Binlin’s phone to call his friend Yiqiao, who was close to Jiang Yuyun.
“Qiao Jie, this is Jiang Wen, could you do me a favor?”
It was noisy on the other end, and it took a while for it to quiet down. Yiqiao was surprised: “Hmm? What favor? Go ahead.”
“I dropped my phone in the exam room.”
Yiqiao was puzzled, “Then just buy another one?”
“This phone has important exam materials.” Jiang Wen’s voice was calm, “Could you help me make an inquiry? I want to check the surveillance video at the security office to see who picked it up.”
Yiqiao agreed very readily.
The posts in the thread kept piling up, and Shuang Yao worriedly messaged Feng Ning: "I’ve already reported it. Should I create a new account to help clarify things? Or maybe scold the original poster?"
Feng Ning cut off the BBS screen and quickly replied, "I'm a little wronged, but I can handle it."
Shuang Yao: ...
Feng Ning: "But there's a problem with Xiao Wen."
Shuang Yao: ?
While they were chatting, Qilan's call suddenly came in. Feng Ning answered and talked with her mom for a while.
After hanging up, she casually opened WeChat, her eyes on the bed board, and angrily sent a voice message to Shuang Yao: "I really don’t get it. It's so frustrating, you know? When was the Sophomore Campus Belle chosen? How could it not be me??? I, Feng Ning, officially express my strong dissatisfaction! I suggest that those people on the BBS clean their eyes and open another voting thread."
After a while, Shuang Yao still hadn’t replied.
Feng Ning continued watching the animated series from earlier. After some time, she opened WeChat again and found dozens of new messages in the class group.
She scrolled up, her eyes widening as she sat up and shouted, "What the heck!"
—How did she send the voice message meant for Shuang Yao to the class group!!!!
Comment 0 Comment Count