Chapter 23

Still a bit shaken, Li Jiawei patted her heaving chest and turned her head to look at Ning Yi. His eyes seemed to still carry a lingering look of reluctance, which instantly made her furious.

"Ning Yi, you scoundrel, do you know how dangerous it was just now?" Li Jiawei's beautiful eyes flashed with anger. "You were still showing off and wouldn't let me help you. If someone hadn't secretly helped you, I think you would have been done for this time."

"Ah?" Ning Yi came back to his senses, coughed, and realized he had been too carried away. He shouldn't have been so greedy.

But someone secretly helped him? Was that true? Ning Yi thought for a moment. Right, she must have thought that someone secretly helped him when he mysteriously overpowered Guo Yan.

Forget it, let her misunderstand. It's hard to explain my current situation.

He turned his head and nodded, "Class President, you're right."

"What do you mean, 'you're right'?" Li Jiawei let out a long breath, then looked at Ning Yi, her eyebrows furrowed. She walked around him in a circle and said strangely, "I've noticed, you seem to be hiding a lot. Could it be that you really had your memories sealed and became that useless Ning Yi? And now you've recovered?"

"Cough... cough... I'm not quite sure." Ning Yi didn't know how to answer. He quickly changed the subject, "Class President, isn't it time for class?"

"Ah... right, oh no, you've made me late." Li Jiawei glanced at her watch, her face turning anxious as she rushed toward the classroom, "I'll settle with you after class."

Her skirt flared in the breeze, and for a moment, a glimpse of her snow-white thigh was revealed. Although he knew she wore safety shorts under her skirt, the sight still made him swallow hard.

"Class President..." Ning Yi followed her, muttering, "Do you know why I didn't want your help just now?"

"Hmm?"

"Your skirt is too short; I didn't want you to expose yourself."

"I'll kill you." Li Jiawei's face turned red as she stared at Ning Yi's rapidly fleeing figure. What a scoundrel.

After the morning classes, as they were about to go to the cafeteria for lunch, Li Jiawei walked over and tapped his desk. "Wait a moment."

Seeing the fiery glares from Pang Dacheng and others, Ning Yi clutched his stomach. "Class President, eating is more important than anything. I'm hungry."

Li Jiawei's face turned slightly angry. "I'll treat you."

"Thump!" The onlookers' eyes widened. Who in the class had ever been treated by the class beauty?

"Is that okay?" Ning Yi said with a sheepish smile, but his eyes betrayed his true feelings, sparkling with excitement.

"Stop talking nonsense." Li Jiawei tried to keep her voice low to maintain her ladylike image. "Let's go."

Li Jiawei made a call, and her dedicated driver took them to a high-end restaurant.

Li Jiawei seemed to have a bit of a cleanliness obsession. Even though the restaurant was already quite fancy, she insisted on using her own chopsticks and spoon.

They ordered five or six dishes, all of which looked mouth-watering.

Ning Yi started eating without hesitation.

Li Jiawei, however, sat across from him, her lips pursed, watching him eat with a mouth full of oil, not touching her own chopsticks.

"Hey, why aren't you eating?" Ning Yi looked up, still sucking on a strand of baked noodles, a bowl of milk banana sago in his right hand.

Li Jiawei glared at Ning Yi. "You have no manners at all. When I eat with others, they at least let me go first."

Ning Yi smiled. "You invited me to eat, why should I let you go first? Hurry up and eat. You know, we don't have much time for lunch in senior high."

"You... you... you've touched every dish. How can I eat now?" Li Jiawei pouted, staring at the milk banana sago in Ning Yi's bowl.

"But there's still a lot left," Ning Yi glanced at the large bowl of milk banana sago on the table. Honestly, it wasn't very tasty.

"You've used your spoon. How can I eat now?" Li Jiawei pouted angrily.

Ning Yi was taken aback. He had indeed been impolite, using his own spoon to scoop a bowl... But really, was it that serious? Alright, he was in the wrong.

"But there are still many dishes," Ning Yi said, looking at the other dishes on the table.

"You've used your chopsticks."

Ning Yi was stunned. Was this beautiful girl so obsessed with cleanliness?

"Alright, I didn't know. I... I have a bit of a cleanliness obsession, and I'm allergic to some things that others have eaten. So don't be offended," Li Jiawei said, her face turning red.

"I see. You should have said that earlier." Ning Yi swallowed his initial comment about her being too precious.

"Then, how about you order a few more dishes, and I'll treat you," Ning Yi said, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Ha!" Li Jiawei chuckled but then smoothed her hair, pretending to be serious. "That's what you said."

"Even though I'm poor, I can still afford to treat you to a meal," Ning Yi said. He still had the 985 yuan he had won last night. The menu prices were high, but it was only a hundred or two for a small portion, not some luxury like foie gras or abalone.

Li Jiawei smiled and nodded, then called the waiter to order a few more dishes.

She then smiled at Ning Yi. "By the way, there's something I've been wanting to ask you. Since you're now so diligent in your studies, why did you give up on the college entrance exam?"

"Give up on the college entrance exam?" Ning Yi was stunned, his mouth still full of lychee meat. Damn, he had forgotten about that.

The cowardly Ning Yi, after the first mock exam, had been called to the head teacher's office. After a serious talk, Ning Yi had given up on the college entrance exam.

Although Class 9 was an ordinary class, the college admission rate was still a factor in evaluations. If someone like Ning Yi, who had no chance of passing, wasn't removed in advance, it would drag down both the class average and the admission rate. The head teacher's decision wasn't wrong.

But the key was, Ning Yi had to take the college entrance exam now.

Although he had a double master's degree, in this world, he was still a nobody who needed others' help to even graduate from high school.

"What, did you forget about that too?" Li Jiawei pouted.

"Forgot... not really." Ning Yi's head ached. He then looked at Li Jiawei and said kindly and sincerely, "Class President, can I ask you for a favor?"

"What?"

"I want to take the college entrance exam. Can you help me? I want to retract my previous statement and take the exam."

"This?" Li Jiawei tilted her head, thought for a moment, and then shook her head. "I'm afraid I can't help you with that."

Just as Ning Yi's face fell in disappointment, she suddenly smiled. "But I know someone who can help you."

"Who?"

"Teacher Gu. She's the head teacher's good friend, and her father is our principal." Li Jiawei smiled. "The college entrance exam registration is already submitted. If you want to add a name, it's not easy without the principal's approval."

"Teacher Gu... but I don't have much of a relationship with her... and you know, I scored nine points on the test, which left a deep impression on her." Ning Yi said with a sad face.

"That might not be the case. Your English class today was a surprise to everyone. Teacher Gu has a new perspective on you." Li Jiawei looked at Ning Yi. "That's also the second thing I wanted to ask you. Why is your English so good? Don't tell me it just suddenly appeared."

"Actually, that's exactly what happened." Ning Yi shrugged and swallowed a duck tongue whole.

"Alright, then I want you to promise me something."

"What? I'm not going to marry you." Ning Yi drank half a glass of watermelon juice.

"You wish. I want you to tutor me in English." Li Jiawei pursed her lips and stared at Ning Yi.

"No problem, but your English isn't bad, right?" Ning Yi put down his glass, puzzled.

Li Jiawei nodded. "I know I'm not bad, but I think your pronunciation and fluency are excellent. I want to learn spoken English from you."

"Ahaha, no problem, but... this will cost..." Ning Yi quickly rubbed his thumb and index finger together.

"What does that mean?" Li Jiawei's beautiful eyes stared at Ning Yi's fingers, confused.

Damn! She really doesn't know about money. Ning Yi had to be straightforward. "I mean, I'll charge a small fee."

"Vulgar!"

"I'll starve if I'm not vulgar."

"Fine, I'll give you a hundred yuan per hour... that's all I can afford. I don't have much pocket money." Li Jiawei said.

Damn! Ning Yi was speechless. This meal probably cost a few thousand yuan, and she says she doesn't have much pocket money... But on the other hand, a hundred yuan per hour isn't bad. Another good way to make money.

"Alright, a hundred yuan it is. Since we're so familiar, I'll give you a discount." Ning Yi was in high spirits. He thought for a moment and suddenly remembered something important.

"By the way, I have another favor to ask."

"What?"

"Can I borrow your library card for the Chongwen Pavilion?"

The Chongwen Pavilion was actually the library of Nanling High School, but it was the second library, open only to a select few students. It was said to house many valuable ancient texts and, more importantly, a lot of books on martial cultivation. Li Jiawei had a library card for the Chongwen Pavilion.

Ning Yi wanted to learn more about martial cultivation and needed to read more books on the subject. The Chongwen Pavilion was undoubtedly the best place.

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