Before the words were finished, someone gave his arm a hard twist.
"Do it yourself!"
Actually, Jiang Nian was just joking around. Flipping the page, maybe he could ask the class monitor for help... but forget it.
Objectively speaking, Zhang Ningzhi was a bit petty.
"Alright, I'll do it myself."
After the second period.
Zhang Ningzhi went to the back row to find Yao Beibei again, and Jiang Nian, having drunk too much water, was planning to get up to relieve himself.
He hadn't even stood up when suddenly, his back was poked.
Jiang Nian turned his head, looking at the desk behind him.
"What's up?"
At present, his relationship with the class monitor had evolved from casual... no, from a formal acquaintance as pure as water, don't ask what kind of acquaintance.
Friendship.
From a formal acquaintance, it slowly turned into a good friendship, the kind where you could promise a kiss after achieving a goal.
"Good friends."
Is that how good friends are defined?
Yes.
