Zhao Dongling's suspicions were dispelled by Jiang Han's confidence.
He turned to leave, but Jiang Han called him back.
"I have a question I really want to ask you."
Zhao Dongling asked curiously, "Go ahead."
Jiang Han asked enthusiastically, "Do you happen to have a younger sister?"
Zhao Dongling was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"I do, and she's actually coming to watch my match."
An image flashed through Jiang Han's mind: his first love, the pure white moonlight, the ultimate embodiment of Akagi Haruko.
He said excitedly, "Great, you'll have to introduce your sister to us then."
Jiang Han had loved Akagi Haruko ever since he watched Slam Dunk as a kid.
He really wanted to see what it felt like when anime stepped into reality.
This feeling had nothing to do with romance.
He just wanted to make up for a little boy's childhood regret.
Because Jiang Han had just helped him solve a huge problem, Zhao Dongling was feeling extremely grateful toward him right now.
Forget offering up his sister, he'd offer up his whole family if he could!
...
At 11:30 PM.
Jiang Han and An Yangning finished their study session, and An Yangning suddenly pulled out a book on traditional Chinese medicine.
Even before getting into college, she was already grinding away at this frantic pace.
"Babe, let's calm down. We can slowly figure out this stuff once we get to college."
"Besides, you're studying Western medicine. Why are you reading books on TCM?"
Jiang Han persuaded her with a twitching mouth.
An Yangning shook her head. "You don't understand. TCM in our country is also amazing, and it focuses on looking, listening, asking, and feeling the pulse."
As she spoke, she spotted a very interesting section.
"There are foot acupoints on here too. Go wash your feet and let me try."
Jiang Han's head was covered in black lines.
As expected, women were creatures who acted on sudden impulses.
If he actually refused, he'd end up having to coax her for ages.
Besides, he still had a favor to ask An Yangning.
"Alright then."
Resigned to his fate, Jiang Han went and washed his feet several times, terrified the school belle girlfriend of his might smell something strange.
A few minutes later, following the acupoints in the book, An Yangning began massaging Jiang Han's feet.
Her fair fingers had distinct knuckles, and even her nails were neatly trimmed.
Jiang Han somewhat enjoyed An Yangning's massage, feeling so comfortable he almost fell asleep.
But soon he was struck by a wave of pain that instantly snapped him wide awake.
"Now I'm pressing on the area corresponding to your internal organs. If it hurts right now, it probably means your liver isn't doing too well. Did you stay up late behind my back again tonight?" An Yangning asked with her head down.
Jiang Han let out a dry laugh; he really had been staying up late lately.
He just couldn't control his urge to play on his phone.
A few minutes later, An Yangning said seriously, "Now we're going to press the kidney area. Get ready."
Jiang Han boasted shamelessly, "My kidneys are insanely strong. Having seven rounds in one night will be no problem at all in the future."
An Yangning glanced at him.
"You'll say any nonsense that comes to your mind."
With that, she secretly applied a bit of strength.
Jiang Han: ?????
Holy crap!! So painful!!!
Could it be that his kidneys were weak?
Why did it hurt this badly?!
Jiang Han's face turned an ashen shade of blue.
Yet he still bit down on his back teeth to maintain a calm expression.
If An Yangning found out his kidneys were weak, he would lose face so badly he wouldn't even be able to show his face to his ancestors.
And just like that, once the round of massage was over, Jiang Han's back was completely soaked in sweat.
He took off his shirt right then and there.
"Babe, the weather is just too hot. Can you believe how embarrassing this is, me sweating this much?"
An Yangning asked with a puzzled look, "But it's winter right now. It's not hot at all."
Jiang Han reached out and covered her mouth with his hand.
"Alright, stop asking. Asking any more would be impolite."
After hanging up his laundry and returning, he asked in a somewhat submissive tone, "I want the girls in our class to wear JK uniforms and dance, but they definitely won't be too keen on the idea. Why don't you help me out?"
An Yangning was drinking milk when she heard him, and she paused what she was doing on her phone.
A tiny dot of pristine milk stained the corner of her lips.
"But my relationship with the girls in the class is only so-so," she said with a hint of melancholy.
Many times she had wanted to get closer to those girls, but there was always a thin, hazy film separating them.
Jiang Han smiled and said, "You wear a JK uniform to school tomorrow, and they'll definitely agree once they see how good it looks on you."
An Yangning muttered glumly, "Are you just using me as a tool?"
Jiang Han pulled her into a loving embrace.
"Don't talk nonsense. Think about it—you're my wife. Isn't it only natural for you to help me out when I have something come up? And once we graduate, you'll have to help me even more."
An Yangning thought about it for a moment, and suddenly happiness bubbled up in her heart.
Being able to help Jiang Han was a good thing; she ought to be happy.
"I know. I'll listen to you."
Jiang Han chuckled a couple of times, remembering that Lu Yu had previously sent him some employee sample uniforms.
He had figured out from those clothes that this aloof shop manager was actually a closet pervert in private.
The outfits he chose for the female employees were entirely what a dirty old man would want to see.
Among them were JK uniform sets.
Jiang Han wrapped his arm around An Yangning and led her back to the bedroom.
"Babe, put it on for me first so I can see if there's anything that needs improving."
...
The next day during P.E. class.
For senior high school students, P.E. class mostly consisted of practicing test events.
For the boys, the most agonizing event was pull-ups, while for the girls, it was the sit-and-reach.
Each had their own hardships.
The entire sports field was filled with all sorts of ghostly wailing and howling.
The P.E. teacher for the Rocket Class was named Zhang Ruo, and because his skin was tanned exceptionally dark, everyone called him "Blackie."
Since Jiang Han had something to discuss with Blackie, he greeted him with unusual enthusiasm today.
"Teacher Black... pfft! Teacher Zhang, you have to record the students' scores and instruct them at the same time—how troublesome. Let me record them for you."
Normally Zhao Dongling was responsible for these tasks, but today he had deliberately pulled a disappearing act to use the restroom, creating an opportunity for Jiang Han.
Zhang Ruo rather liked Jiang Han, so he agreed.
"Go record the girls' scores first, and bring the sheet for me to look at later," he said, flashing a row of white teeth.
Under the sunlight, they gleamed with a dazzling light.
Jiang Han couldn't help muttering inwardly.
They really weren't kidding about dark skin making teeth look whiter; Teacher Zhang's teeth could literally star in a toothpaste commercial.
He walked over to the spot where the girls were doing the sit-and-reach.
The group of girls felt a bit shy the moment they saw Jiang Han coming over to do the recording.
When girls didn't care about their image in front of boys, it was mostly because the boys were too subpar.
But Jiang Han was a bona fide hunk, so their expressions immediately turned subtle.
"Jiang Han, can you help us record our scores a bit more favorably later? I'm afraid Blackie will make us do extra practice." Lin Qianxia's pretty face flushed red, and she didn't even dare look him straight in the eye.
Jiang Han grinned and said, "I can help you guys, but you'll have to give me a little time too."
The group of girls looked at each other, having no idea what he was up to.
Even so, they still agreed.
Ten minutes later, it was An Yangning's turn for the test.
She sat on the testing platform, her beautiful eyes sweeping a glance at Jiang Han, those watery eyes harboring a hint of grievance.
It was all his fault for making her wear that outfit underneath her school uniform.
It was just way too tight.
Especially around her chest, squeezing her until she could barely breathe.