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Chapter 169: Chapter 166 Soul Break Venice Chapter 169: Chapter 166 Soul Break Venice The Fifth Canteen.

Today, Jiang Yan’s class had a computer practical session in the morning, and since the computer building was close to the Fifth Canteen, almost half the class came here to eat after class, following the principle of proximity.

Song Jiawen figured that Liang Yujun and the others were probably already eating in the Second Canteen, so she didn’t plan to go out of her way to find them and decided to buy a fried rice to take back to her dorm to eat.

She was strikingly attractive, and many people noticed her as soon as she entered the cafeteria.

Tian Xiaohui was facing the cafeteria entrance and spotted Song Jiawen, who was alone, at first glance.

“Brother Yan.”

Tian Xiaohui called to Jiang Yan, who’s back was facing the cafeteria entrance. He turned to look back.

“Jiajia.”

Song Jiawen was looking for the fried rice counter when she heard Jiang Yan calling out to her and hurried over.

There were many people, both men and women, at their long table. Song Jiawen only knew Tian Xiaohui and Dai Lei, so she greeted them before lowering her head to see what was on Jiang Yan’s plate. “What did you get?”

“Stir-fried noodles. What do you want to eat?”

“Egg fried rice.”

Jiang Yan stood up to get her the rice, and Dai Lei moved to make room beside Jiang Yan. Song Jiawen sat down smoothly and, upon seeing two tea eggs on Jiang Yan’s plate, picked one up and began peeling it.

Tian Xiaohui and Dai Lei found nothing unusual in her action, but Weng Minhong and another girl from their class on the opposite side watched Song Jiawen with curiosity.

By the time she had peeled a tea egg, Jiang Yan brought her the rice and a bowl of tremella soup.

Watching her eat the tea egg, Jiang Yan pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to her to wipe her hands. Their movements were in sync and natural, indicating that this was something they were used to.

This wasn’t really a big deal, but what intrigued Weng Minhong and the others was Jiang Yan’s patience.

As the class leader, Jiang Yan had enough deterrence in their class, but he was also known for his short temper.

He used to say things only once, didn’t like to beat around the bush, and his table slapping was more frequent than Teacher Chi’s.

Several tough guys in the class were not afraid of the counselor, but they were afraid of him.

Undoubtedly, their class was the fastest and most thoroughly to complete their class tasks, earning praises from all the teachers, and even the dean of their college couldn’t help but visit their class.

The class leader, known for his short temper, was now patiently getting food for a girl, handing her chopsticks, and passing a napkin to wipe her hands. Moreover… Weng Minhong and the others watched wide-eyed as Jiang Yan took a couple of bites of his stir-fried noodles and put them onto the girl’s plate of fried rice, and then the girl scooped three or four spoonfuls of fried rice onto his plate.

They were sharing their food!

So this was their batch leader’s girlfriend?

“Go on.”

Jiang Yan looked up and continued eating, glancing at Weng Minhong without any notice. Right before Song Jiawen arrived, they were discussing the scholarship application for the needy students in their class.

“Huh?”

Weng Minhong, whose chopsticks had been held mid-air for a while, now remembered to take a bite. After swallowing the rice with some difficulty, she tried to recall where the conversation had left off.

The girl sitting beside her reminded her, “You were saying Qi Lihong’s family was worse off and you wanted to apply for her, but Wan Yuan approached you because he wanted to apply as well.”

“Right.”

Weng Minhong finally remembered, and while they were speaking, she noticed that the girl sitting beside Jiang Yan kept her head down, shoveling rice and not lifting it, seemingly uninterested in their conversation.

Jiang Yan said, “Do you think anyone can just apply for a scholarship? Of course, it’s based on individual and family circumstances. Go ahead and apply for Qi Lihong, and don’t mind Wan Yuan.”

Weng Minhong nodded, “I think so too. Qi Lihong started working part-time at the library after military training ended, and she even helps to clean tables and sanitize the canteen at night, so she’s even more frugal with food… But Wan Yuan, although he said his parents are gone and he lives with his grandparents, I don’t see him being any different from us in terms of food and clothing, and he doesn’t work part-time to earn his living expenses either. Of course, this is just what I personally have observed. You guys live in the same male dormitory with him, have you noticed anything else different about him?”

Tian Xiaohui was the first to shake his head, “No, he once even came to our dorm to try to play games on my computer.”

Of course, he didn’t let him. The computer that Jiang Yan set up for him was even enviable to Liu Wenhui, so how could he possibly let anyone else touch it?

“There’s no question about it, just apply for Qi Lihong; if Wan Yuan comes to you again, just refer him to me,” Jiang Yan decided the matter, not wanting to waste any more time discussing it.

And Weng Minhong was very pleased. Although the tasks she took on were miscellaneous and tedious, everything had gone smoothly since she took over because Jiang Yan always stepped in whenever there was a problem, leaving no trouble for her. Their cooperation was very in sync.

Her gaze couldn’t help but drift towards the girl sitting diagonally across from her. She was eating pretty fast; during the time they were talking, she had already devoured most of her plate of fried rice, her small mouth constantly moving in a bulging motion, like a little hamster.

She looked both beautiful and cute!

So this is what Jiang Yan likes!

“We’re leaving first, you guys carry on.”

Jiang Yan also ate quickly, and only after Song Jiawen had finished her silver fungus soup did he stand up and walk out with her.

The other classmates from Computer Class 2 at the table, because they couldn’t help but glance at Song Jiawen just now, had delayed their meal, and were now slowly pushing their cooled food into their mouths.

“Tian Xiaohui, is she the class monitor’s girlfriend?”

As soon as the two left, the girl sitting next to Weng Minhong eagerly asked.

“Isn’t it obvious, why even ask?”

Before Tian Xiaohui could respond, a boy sitting on the other end interjected with a sigh, “She’s really beautiful. Xiaohui, which department is she from?”

Weng Minhong was also curiously looking over.

Tian Xiaohui proudly said, “You definitely wouldn’t guess which department she’s from…”

“The beauty of the Physics Department!”

Before Tian Xiaohui could finish bragging, Dai Lei jumped in with the answer from the side and also gave him a glance, thinking to himself, it’s not even your girlfriend, why are you making such a provocative expression, what are you trying to do?

Isn’t “Poison Perfume” enough to satisfy your spiritual hunger?

Dai Lei felt speechless talking about this online friend of his. They had never met, and he didn’t know the real situation. He believed whatever anyone said, and just last week, he even sent her five hundred yuan because she said she didn’t have money to eat because she was chatting with him online.

Damn it, after giving money to someone else, he was the one who actually ended up not having money to eat, so he had been hanging out with Tian Xiaohui and Jiang Yan all week.

But Tian Xiaohui still pleaded with him not to tell Jiang Yan the truth.

As a good brother, how could he keep such a thing hidden?

He planned to casually bring it up to Jiang Yan when the latter was in a bad mood one day.

Meanwhile, after leaving, Jiang Yan and Song Jiawen walked towards the girls’ dormitory building.

Walking along, he turned his head and saw the backpack behind her. Suddenly remembering something, he reached out and lifted her backpack by the straps, “Give this to me, I’ll carry it for you.”

He had bought her sanitary pads before, so there was nothing within the backpack that he couldn’t see, right?

Song Jiawen had no suspicions, withdrew her arms from the backpack straps and put her hands in her pockets as she continued walking forwards. But after just two steps, she stopped.

Turning around, she saw Jiang Yan unzipping her backpack and pulling out the “The Soul Breaks in Venice” book that she hadn’t yet finished reading.