During break, Jiang Ning held a book in his hands and read.
Back when he was in school in his previous life, his studies had been so demanding that he had never read many classics.
Later, after graduating and starting work, he could no longer bring himself to read. His busy job left him with no mood for books at all.
Now that he was back in high school, his powerful memory let him score highly with barely any studying, leaving most of his remaining time free to read these classics.
These classics were treasures passed down by humanity, and he found them deeply engaging. Back in the cultivation world, Jiang Ning had also loved flipping through jade slips in the sect that recorded cultivators' biographies.
What he enjoyed most was reading about cultivators bragging about their adventures.
His deskmate, Xue Yuantong, was eating strawberries. She bit into one and saw how intently Jiang Ning was reading.
Curiously, she asked, "What book are you reading?"
"A book about the meaning of life," Jiang Ning replied.
"Tch, what's so interesting about that?"
She took another bite of her strawberry. "I, Xue Yuantong, control my own fate, not the heavens!"
"Stop reading such boring books. Let's eat strawberries together."
"I'll give you three strawberries." Jiang Ning had bought the strawberries, but Xue Yuantong had actually paid for them. Not only had she paid, she also had to pay Jiang Ning a delivery fee.
Whenever Jiang Ning bought meals, he would always take an extra yuan from her.
Jiang Ning continued reading. "You eat them yourself."
Seeing that Jiang Ning would not budge, Xue Yuantong felt he was hopeless. "I don't even like reading."
She continued eating strawberries. When she reached one of them, she said in a clear voice:
"Why isn't this