Wanyu Community, Building 7, Unit 3.
Yang Sheng took a gulp of iced Fanta, leaned back against the sofa, stared ahead, and sighed leisurely.
"Jiang Ning, you're pretty skilled. I'm a little impressed."
Tang Fu, sitting beside him, thought of the cicada's miserable fate after it hit the ground. Its head had been flattened, and it died on the spot.
When she looked at Jiang Ning again, she felt especially strange.
It wasn't that she was surprised by Jiang Ning's slingshot skills. With her talent, she could easily reach that level of accuracy after focusing on practice for a week.
What she couldn't understand was why Jiang Ning hadn't taken the initiative from the start if he was such a good shot.
Instead, he had waited until Xue Yuantong handed him the slingshot.
In Tang Fu's Class 7, boys like Zhao Jinyang and Bai Hao would leap out to show off the moment they had even the slightest ability, like peacocks spreading their tails, desperate for everyone to know.
With Tang Fu's intelligence, she had easily seen through their intentions! Jiang Ning was different. He was too reserved, as though he didn't care about glory at all.
Tang Fu couldn't figure him out.
She stared at Jiang Ning several times without him noticing, but the little runt beside him, Xue Yuantong, spotted it instead. Her eyes turned wary, so Tang Fu had no choice but to withdraw her gaze.
They sat in Jiang Ning's room for half an hour before returning to their own room for an afternoon nap.
After the two left, Xue Yuantong continued watching the movie with Jiang Ning.
She lay lazily on the sofa, finished the Wanglaoji Herbal Tea in her hand, then set the can on the coffee table.
Jiang Ning, who had been sitting