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Chapter 159: Let’s Take a Bath Together
TL: Etude
“You guys carry on, I’m off to css.”
On a mild and sunny afternoon, Jiang Qin suddenly pushed back from his desk chair, put on his coat, and strutted out of Room 208, as if going to css was a decision of great importance.
Professor Yan couldn’t fathom how Jiang Qin had the o say that, advising the others in Room 208 not to follow his example.
Ten mier, Jiang Qin arrived at the uy’s sports hall to practice the 24-form Tai Chi.
Since physical education in the first year was a pulsory subject, Jiang Qin occasionally showed up to mark his presence.
As the css time approached, a slightly balding substitute teacher arrived.
Movements like “Parting the Wild Horse’s Mane” and “White e Spreads Its Wings” flowed smoothly, full of rhythm. However, Jiang Qin’s mind was bizarrely preoccupied with thoughts of Teacher Ma’s “Lightning Pinee on” and other fanciful notions.
“This is just too damn abstract…”
Jiang Qin turo the person beside him, realizing that his cssmates, too, looked as lost as zombies in a Pnts vs. Zombies game, genuinely struggling to keep up.
What should have been graceful and fluid exercise movements had turned into a chaotic se remi of the five fas besieging the Bright Peak in martial arts tales, with a few pretending to be half-paralyzed to muddle along.
“Shit, my hands are pletely out of trol!”
“Give it up, it’s hopeless.”
“Give up? Then I’d be like Yang Guo. I prefer Zhang Wuji – he’s got more luck with the dies.”
“You? You’re at best a Fireworker Tuo!”
Listening to a few strangers banter, Jiang Qi reassured about the css.
He wasn’t the only one sg off; most of the students were the same. The teacher had to sider the fail rate, whiaturally meant the exam would be easier.
The sports csses at Lin Uy were notoriously plex, with not only first-year students but also uppercssmen who hadn’t earheir credits in previous years. Choosing Tai Chi was an attempt to serve energy and barely pass for the credit.
What kind of diligent students would have such a mi?
Moreover, other sports subjects were too strenuous, ending with everyone drenched i, which seemed unnecessary.
After the teacher took attendance, Jiang Qin half-heartedly practiced “Twin Peaks Pierg the Ears” before sneaking off to the badminton court’s spectator seats to catch up on sleep.
Haviurned from Room 208 the night before, he had stayed up te pnning his promotional strategy, so his sleep had been far from suffit. The drowsiness of a winter afternoon made it all too natural to want a nap.
Why choose the badminton court for a nap?
“No particur reason.” Muttered Jiang Qin as his gaze fell on a little rich dy pying badminton. She ractig with Gao Wenhui, boung and leaping around, her ponytail swishing bad forth, radiating purity and vivacity.
Her bd white sports outfit didn’t overly atuate her figure, but her tall stature and stunniures were unmistakable.
Moreover, this young dy had a natural talent for sports, with crisp and movements.
After several games, Feng Nanshu’s fair face was flushed, and a light sweat formed on her forehead, adding a touch of delicate beauty to her usual look.
A few boys in sports attire deliberately gathered he court, some stroking their hair, others wiping sweat from their foreheads, and some pretending to warm up in what they thought were charismatic poses, believing they captivated everyone.
However, Feng Nanshu paid no attention to their antiot even turning her head until Gao Wenhui spotted a zy figure sprawled in the spectator seats.
“Feng Nanshu, your beloved Jiang Qin is here.”
Feng Nanshu squinted unhappily, “You’re trig me again. I’m not that gullible.”
“It’s true this time, just turn around and look,” Gao Wenhui poiowards the spectator seats.
“?”
With a flick of her ponytail, the little rich dy turned and saw Jiang Qin dozing against the wall. She immediately dropped her racket and rao him, her footsteps eg rapidly.
The sight of Feng Nanshu running towards Jiang Qin immediately dimmed the spirits of the other male students, who had been releasing a surge of testosterohey dispersed, sighing in disappoi.
“What a ce to run into you here,” Jiang Qin said, feigning surprise with a vingly astonished expression. This was a skill he had honed while meeting ts, where he had to pretend to bump into them by ce.
Feng Nanshu, oblivious to his act, thought it was a genuine ce. “I’m pying badminton with Gao Wenhui over there. What about you?”
“I came to learn Tai Chi. Got tired and decided to take a nap.”
After saying this, Jiang Qin suddenly asked, “little rich dy, do you like hot pot?”
Feng Nanshu tried to maintain her cool demeanor but couldn’t hide her eagerness, “Jiang Qin, I want to eat hot pot.”
“Not now, I haven’t even bought a pot yet. I’ll call you when I have. Of course, if you’re too busy, then never mind.”
“I’m not busy, I have nothing to do, I want to eat hot pot.”
“Alright, then it’s settled.”
Jiang Qin adjusted his position, “I’m going to sleep a bit more. Keep an eye on me so no senior sister gets any ideas and runs off with me.”
Feng Nanshu pursed her lips and stretched out her hand to shield him from a streak of sunlight.
However, the unfortable positio Jiang Qin couldn’t sleep for long. After about twenty minutes, he opened his eyes to find Feng Nanshu sitting beside him, chatting with Gao Wenhui.
He shifted in his seat, causing it to creak.
“Why did you choose to sleep here?” Gao Wenhui asked, hearing his movement.
Yawning and with sleepy eyes, Jiang Qin replied, “Came for a css, just didn’t sleep well st night, so took the opportunity to nap.”
“The sun must be rising from the west for you to actually attend css,” she teased.
Jiang Qin opened his half-closed eyes, “What are you talking about? I’m a student, aren’t students supposed to attend csses?”
“Ha, student indeed. I bet you don’t even know where your student ID and campus card are,” Gao Wenhui hit the nail on the head.
“Miss Gao, I really dislike your so-called sense of humor.”
Gao Wenhui offered a badminton racket, “Do you want to py a game with Feng Nanshu?”
Jiang Qin waved his hand, “If I had the energy, I’d be practig Tai Chi. At least that way I earn some credits.”
“Why are you so tired?”
“Waking up earlier than chis, sleepihan dogs, w tirelessly to make money. Even an iron man would feel tired.”
Jiang Qin stretched zily, whispered something into Feng Nanshu’s ear, and then got up and walked out of the sports hall.
A flicker of joy appeared in Feng Nanshu’s eyes as she also gathered her things to leave.
“What did Jiang Qin say to you?”
Feng Nanshu slung her racket over her shoulder, “He said he’s going to take me to bathe ter.”
Gao Wenhui pouted, “I nning to ask you to join me, but he beat me to it. Nanshu, who do you choose, him or me?”
“Wenhui, I don’t want to make a choice. I’ll go with him this time, aime I’ll go with you.”
“…”
After ging clothes in the dorm, Jiang Qio pick up Feng Nanshu from the women’s dormitory of the Finance Department. They headed to Lin Uy’s public baths.
Of course, they were the kind where men and women bathe separately.
Feng Nanshu carried a small bag and followed Jiang Qin into the lobby. He helped her off with her down jacket, revealing her slender figure outlined by her sweater and her pale neck. Her gaze was cool, her expression stoic.
Lin Uy’s bathhouse provided unal slippers, but uhe disposable ones in hotels, most students preferred not to use them. In summer, people usually wore their own slippers directly to the bathhouse, avoiding the o ge bad forth. However, with the ret cold weather, everyone had grown aced to carrying their slippers in a bag.
“Jiang Qin, help me take off my shoes,” Feng Nanshu requested.
“Sit down.”
Feng Nanshu sat on a chair and watched as Jiang Qin removed her boots and cotton socks, revealing her small, plump, and rosy feet. She then slipped into her slippers, stepping lightly, her eyes sparkling with life.
“We’ll meet up there after our baths. Don’t go outside without drying your hair properly,” Jiang Qin instructed, pointing to the area where people queued to dry their hair. He was serious, as Feng Nanshu had a history of rushing out without drying her hair properly.
“You too, don’t wander off and make me search for you,” Feng Nanshu advised him iurn.
Jiang Qin looked up at her, “Nonsense, when have I ever wandered off?”
“You did st time. I had to search for you for a long time until a mysterious phone call helped me find you.”
“That was you getting lost, and I had to call you back. Stop pying the victim.”
Feng Nanshu pursed her cherry-red lips and watched him ehe men’s bath with a full gaze before heading to the women’s side.
Lin Uy’s bathrooms were single-person cubicles. You i your campus card to start the water flow. Jiang Qiered one of the vat cubicles, undressed, and locked his and Feng Nanshu’s down jackets in a et. The casg water rexed him as he pted the growing exhaustion from his efforts to unch the group-buyiure. Frequent hot showers helped ease his fatigue and soothe his tense nerves.
The group-buyiration numbers were still insuffit, and Wanzhong Mall had yet to receive any orders. These issues needed resolving within Lin Uy’s market to establish a mature set of strategies before proceeding with the promotion pn at the Uy of Sce of Teology. Thus, Jiang Qin’s s were due to overthinking.
After bathing, Jiang Qin ged into fresh clothes and checked his appearan the mirror.
“Damn, I always feel like I look better than Daniel Wu after a bath.” (actor)
He pyed a few rounds of Snake on his phone while waiting for Feng Nanshu.
Eventually, Feng Nanshu emerged from the bathroom, her long hair slightly damp, her cheeks a dewy pink, her skin glowing. She looked ethereally beautiful yet carried an i charm.
“Jiang Qin, I’m done.”
“e here, I’ll dry your hair.”
Jiang Qin picked up the hairdryer aly ran his fihrough her damp hair, drying it to a slightly moist state.
Feng Nanshu puffed her cheeks, her eyes shining with pleasure, resembling a cat beied tentedly.
“Your expressions seem richer than before?”
Jiang Qin observed her in the mirror, curious about her suddenly adorable demeanor.
“Because before, one expression was enough.”
Feng Nanshu took the b he handed her and brushed her hair a few times.
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