Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance-Chapter 815 - 619: Lotus Boy

After doing so many exercises during the winter vacation, I need to digest them.

Finally, he picked a foundation biology exam paper. He paid and left the store, heading toward the West Gate.

On the fourth floor, Jiang Nian found Little Turtle next door and handed an exam paper to her.

"Here, the paper you wanted."

"Thanks." Ji Jiayu smiled and took out her phone, asking, "How much was it? I'll transfer it to you."

"No need." Jiang Nian waved his hand and left.

Ji Jiayu stood there, frowning unconsciously. If he didn't accept money, it wouldn't be easy to ask for his help next time.

After a while, Chen Yunyun and the others arrived.

The elementary schoolers, under the shadow cast by "Han's" duck webs, dared not approach Jiang Nian, glaring at him from afar.

"I'll punch you flyin' with one hit!"

Jiang Nian smirked disdainfully and turned his head to look at Chen Yunyun, gaze resting on her fair and delicate face.

The blue bar skill had refreshed.

He pondered to himself, whose mark should it be?

This kind of stalker-like travel plan game was indeed addictive. Just needed the right target, otherwise, it'd be quite boring too.

Like Zeng You, with a monotonous schedule.

This guy spent most of the day playing on his phone. He even skipped sleeping—passing out counted as sleeping for him.

And the elementary schoolers, always busy with trivial little tasks all day.

Either attacking Old Liu during class or snacking during breaks. Or maybe washing their hair, fetching water to exercise, and eating.

"What are you thinking about?" Chen Yunyun asked.

"Hmm?"

She said, "You were just in a daze."

"Oh, right, I got distracted." Jiang Nian said, "Thinking about a math problem I couldn't solve this morning."

Hearing this, Chen Yunyun nodded.

"Alright then."

Saying that she handed him the bread she was holding.

"A new bakery opened at the West Gate with a 40% discount for the opening. I bought extra, do you want some?"

"Sure, I'm a bit hungry." Jiang Nian took it, realizing a bowl of Ningdu Meatballs hadn't filled him up.

Suddenly, a line of blue text popped up in front of him.

[Obtained Lotus Boy title]

Jiang Nian: "???"

He was stunned, what the hell kind of boy? What's this soft lotus thing, what dirty thing stuck on me?

I don't even smoke.

"Hmm?" Chen Yunyun glanced at him again, puzzled, "What's the problem? Is it that hard?"

A life problem, lotus…

Jiang Nian couldn't hold back anymore, this must have something to do with Liu Yang. Stalking his blue bar, and a Lotus Emissary appeared.

"Nothing… nothing, I'll do it again later."

Is this right?

Apparently, something was off. Liu Yang wasn't in the classroom. The blue bar's residual period was over, Jiang Nian was somewhat regretful.

Regretful that he didn't properly look at the Lotus Boy before school ended.

He tried to poke the title lightly with an imaginary finger, and the text title rippled with a layer of blue instantly.

[Lotus Boy: When you chant the title, a randomly unopened pack of lotus will appear in your pocket.]

Jiang Nian was stunned again, and still couldn't hold it in.

Damn Liu Yang! Lotus Boy, you're damn, why not smoke Zhonghua!!

This ability doesn't specify a CD, but the system obviously won't let him use it infinitely, otherwise he'd end up in jail.

Privately…

He thought for a moment, and smiled at Chen Yunyun.

"The bread tastes okay."

Chen Yunyun was startled, pointing at Jiang Nian's hand, "You haven't eaten it yet, how do you know the taste of this bread?"

"I smelled it, isn't it all bread?" Jiang Nian mumbled to get by, while silently chanting in his heart.

[Lotus Boy]

Pocket, right pocket.

Instantly bulged with a large square pack; clearly, the shape of this little box had already revealed itself.

But with Chen Yunyun here, Jiang Nian couldn't directly reach into his pocket.

Not smoking or drinking, maintaining the character of an innocent, good boy. Can't let it be ruined by a pack of lotus, otherwise, pin it on Liu Yang.

Campus… forced me to buy cigarettes, to offer to Liu Yang.

Sigh.

But if so, innocent Liu Yang might face Old Liu's righteous punishment, being the Crown Prince of Class Three, after all.

Suddenly, there was a chill on his forehead.

It wasn't a warning, but a concerned Chen Yunyun covering Jiang Nian's forehead with her hand, asking worriedly.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Jiang Nian ate the bread in a few bites, also deciding in his heart not to mark people indiscriminately.

Hmm… can't just mark useless people.

"By the way, do you have any special skills?" he suddenly asked, leaving Chen Yunyun momentarily stunned.

"Special skills?"

"Hmm, like dancing or singing." Jiang Nian nodded, "Or maybe, drawing, or musical instruments."

Chen Yunyun thought for a moment, shaking her head.

"I can't."

After a few seconds, she pursed her lips, "Does cooking count?"

"No, your mom cooks better." Jiang Nian mercilessly shattered the girl's last little thought.

Chen Yunyun: "..."

She silently stood up, gave Jiang Nian a resentful look, and left without a word.

Lunchtime ended.

"Hello hello!!" Zhang Ningzhi continued her good mood from the morning, energetically waving hello.

In contrast, everyone around was lifeless.

"Hmm, afternoon~ good." Jiang Nian yawned, looked at her, "Zhizhi, let me ask you something."

Zhang Ningzhi got to her seat, blinking as she said, "What's up?"

"Do you have any special skills?" Jiang Nian stroked his chin, "Any musical instruments like wind, string, percussion, or others."

"Yes, I can draw." she sweetly said.

Oh, no wonder she went into advertising later. Indeed a one-way street, but still a skill.

"Why?"

"Nothing, just asking around." Jiang Nian stood and left, spending the afternoon asking several people.

Li Hua: "I can…"

"Get lost."

Ma Guojun: "I can duplicate keys, specifically learned it."

"Yeah right."

Yao Beibei raised a middle finger.

Jiang Nian: "???"

No need to ask Liu Yang, one Lotus Boy. Lately looking more and more pale, probably burning out soon.

Lin Dong: "Does hitting on people online count?"

"No."

"Special skills?" Tao Ran looked up slowly, pondered for a moment, then turned and asked, "Have you seen my tail?"

"Damn you!!"

During the ten-minute break, Dong Que listened to Jiang Nian chatting with the class committee. He couldn't help but brighten his eyes and took the initiative to speak.

"I can sing, hehe."

Some people's names might be miscalled, but nicknames never will. For example, Lotus Boy, or Little Bailin.

"Oh, so that's it." Jiang Nian nodded, not wanting the karaoke king, "That's good, that's good."

The last person he asked was the class monitor.

Li Qingrong looked up, glanced at him, and said, "Playing badminton."

That's really impressive, able to be as good as him. The class monitor's physical condition and skill already surpass most people.

However, not very useful.

After asking around, Jiang Nian gave up.

....

Time flew by, the afternoon passed in a blink.

Sunlight floated in the classroom, like light and shadow. Only a few people remained in the classroom, silently solving problems among the towering piles of books.

Jiang Nian waited until almost evening self-study before going downstairs to eat.

The cafeteria ran out of food, only scraps left.

He left the West Gate, wandered around a few stalls, bought some rice balls, and dealt with them with a bowl of cold noodles.

The campus settled in the night, moonlight spread across the ground.

The first period was Qingbao's evening self-study. She stayed in the classroom correcting homework, and people went up to the platform to ask questions one after another.

During the second half of the class, no one went up.

Qingbao simply made a round through the classroom, slowly leading Jiang Nian out, taking him to the office.

"Help me correct these papers, consider it a way to strengthen your foundation."

"Sure." Jiang Nian readily agreed, sorting through them quickly, finishing most in no time.

Suddenly, driven by a whim, Jiang Nian looked up and asked.

"Teacher."

"Hmm?" Qingbao was also correcting homework.

"Do you have any hobbies?"

At this, she instinctively pressed the pen tip against her chin.

"Does guitar count?"