During the evening study session's big break, Class 8's classroom was a scene of life's vividness: those studying, chatting, watching videos—it was full of life.

At this moment, Geng Lu, immersed in such a world, couldn't believe what she was hearing in her heart:

'What is he talking about... There are too many people!'

'If we could change the place...'

Jiang Ning noticed the girl's struggling face transform and, after a little thought, realized Lu Lu had misunderstood again.

'What on earth is in her mind? Why does she have such a strong reaction when he touches her?'

Seeing the glimmer in her eyes about to overflow, Jiang Ning pointed at the sugar-roasted chestnuts and said, "I'm asking you to peel this. Is that not okay?"

Geng Lu was first stunned, the inner conflict and struggle disappeared, then she felt a bit disappointed.

So she heard it wrong...

Geng Lu pinched a chestnut with her fingers, the surface covered with a thin layer of sugar frost. She gently peeled off the shell, releasing an even stronger aroma.

She picked up the golden yellow chestnut meat and handed it over; the whole process was filled with the unique delicateness and soft beauty of a young girl.

Jiang Ning tasted it; the fruit tinged with the girl's aura was soft and plump, sweet without being cloying, and more importantly, it was warm and comforting.

With a few chestnuts in his stomach, the earlier misunderstanding faded away.

Jiang Ning's phone vibrated; he opened the screen and glanced at it. It was an email from Shao Shuangshuang, saying she was headed to Hu Qi Mountain Villa to get the potion Jiang Ning had prepared.

Jiang Ning replied, "Yes, claim that due to raw material limitations, the finished product is minimal, only enough for this conference to use."

The potion he provided wasn't Evergreen Liquid or Mu Changqing, but another kind of Spiritual Liquid, primarily prepared for the Evergreen Liquid conference.

After Jiang Ning finished replying to the message, he found that two peeled chestnuts were already placed on the tissue on the desk, warming his heart—he knew they were peeled by Geng Lu.

Jiang Ning picked up one and said, "I was just chatting with someone about something."

Geng Lu asked, "What were you talking about?"

"Well... it's considered a game," Jiang Ning replied casually.

Geng Lu said, "I've been drawing every day recently and haven't played games in a long time. What kind of game are you playing? Can I play too?"

Although she was a girl, she liked playing games. When Tiantian Kupao was popular, she even asked Jiang Ning to help her play, achieving the top rank in Class 8, leaving Ma Shicheng and Yang Sheng far behind.

Back then, it was just the start of school, Jiang Ning was still in the back of the classroom, not yet as popular as he is now, and usually only chatted with himself. Every time Geng Lu turned around, she could see him.

Now a year has passed, and many things have changed.

But... not bad; now when she looks up, she can still see him.

Hearing her question, Jiang Ning thought about the process of the Mu Changqing conference and said, "You can play, but the game is a battle power game."

Geng Lu asked, "Is your battle power high now?"

Jiang Ning replied, "It's okay, but I don't plan to play anymore."

Geng Lu said, "Why? I think you're really good at playing games."

Jiang Ning said, "How should I put it, it's an e-sport game. If I go on stage... hmm, that's another price."

Geng Lu was surprised: "Ah?"

She didn't quite understand.

She furrowed her brows, thought for a moment, then took out her phone, opened the banking app, and showed Jiang Ning.

The balance showed: 3345.51.

Geng Lu seriously said, "I've never played your game before. If it's because of money, I'll recharge for you, so you can continue playing, right?"

She continued, "If you play well, can you play Joyful Landlord with me for a while?"

She looked at him with intense sincerity, her face full of hope, her eyelashes slightly trembling like butterfly wings, with pure glimmers in her eyes, as if she would keep gazing forever.

Facing this beauty, Jiang Ning found it hard to describe the feeling of this moment—regret, guilt, or perhaps heaviness?

He let out a breath and said, "There's no need for Landlord; I'll take you to the conference."

After speaking, Jiang Ning waved his hand, and two black gilt invitations appeared between his fingers.

Geng Lu looked at the black gilt cards, her thoughts somewhat stuck, subconsciously said, "Isn't the exchange starting tomorrow?"

Jiang Ning said, "I got them through other channels."

Geng Lu remembered Jiang Ning seemed to have mentioned that his parents were connected with the Green Liquid Company.

Her voice trembled; an intense emotion surged in her heart, "Did I hear wrong? You're giving it to me?"

The invitation was too precious.

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "You heard right."

At that moment, the surrounding classmates' laughter and discussions seemed to be separated by an invisible thin membrane, becoming distant and blurry, creating a subtle sense of detachment from the world around them.

Geng Lu heard... the sound of flowers blooming.

...

Because Jiang Ning took the initiative to show the Evergreen Liquid invitation, his ability to acquire the invitation through other channels was revealed.

In the middle of the classroom, Dong Qingfeng was chatting happily with Jiang Yanan and Shen Qing'e, and the topic revolved around the Evergreen Liquid conference.

Dong Qingfeng had a stroke of luck and drew an invitation.

Jiang Yanan wanted him to share every detail of the conference, and Dong Qingfeng wholeheartedly agreed, saying he would bring a camera to take photos and explain the entire conference comprehensively.

Although Jiang Yanan and the others couldn't attend, they found some comfort in Dong Qingfeng's assurance.

It was as if they were going as well.

However, now Jiang Ning casually took out three invitations, intending to give one away even.

In contrast, Dong Qingfeng found it hard to sustain; he noticed that Jiang Yanan and Shen Qing'e's attention were entirely attracted.

With strong indignation, he felt like yelling to the sky: 'Why was Ning born when I was already here?'

Chai Wei was similarly mad with jealousy—he didn't have a single one, but Jiang Ning had three!

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