Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance-Chapter 879 - 651: Nail Polish (2)

He figured it was still early, so he went to the third floor to find Lan Lan. He sat with her for a while and exchanged a few words.

"Teacher, I didn't expect the college entrance exam to be so close."

Lan Lan was wearing a dress, with her hand on the table, carefully applying nail polish, already halfway done.

Upon hearing this, she looked up.

"It's break time now, no psychological consultations accepted."

Jiang Nian: "...."

Couldn't chat anymore, really had a generation gap with the old woman.

He was ready to leave, so he changed the topic.

"Teacher, why don't you paint your toenails?"

"I do," Lan Lan said casually, spreading her fingers and looking at them in the light, "Wearing stockings makes it hard to take off."

"If you hadn't come, I'd have gone home after work to paint them."

"Then I won't disturb you," Jiang Nian got up and started to leave but turned back midway, "Teacher, I have a question."

"What?" Lan Lan looked up.

She had never really seen Jiang Nian as a student and didn't believe he had any psychological issues, so her tone was casual.

"Say it quickly if you have something to say."

Jiang Nian said, "Teacher, even in summer, you wear shoes and socks. What's the point of painting your toenails, then?"

Lan Lan was speechless, "You sure are nosy."

"An old maid doesn't have a partner either."

Lan Lan blushed, "Get out!"

...

After giving Lan Lan some psychological problems, Jiang Nian felt a lot more relaxed, laughing as he went downstairs to find someone.

Unlike the senior class floor, the classrooms and offices for the repeat students were on the basement floor, requiring passage through dimly lit stairs.

With fewer teachers, the offices for language, math, and English were combined. Science teachers had a separate office.

The door was ajar, and he knocked on it.

"Come in."

Jiang Nian pushed the door open, and the noisy sounds from the office came through, with several students surrounding a teacher to ask questions.

In the repeat class, it seemed everything was more casual.

He even saw a student sitting on a chair chatting with a teacher, laughing and speaking loudly.

Zhu Yin?

Jiang Nian scanned the room, looking at the two male and two female teachers in the office. He felt a bit confused, ready to ask someone.

"Who are you looking for?" a middle-aged male teacher asked proactively.

"Teacher Zhu."

This surname was quite rare in Zhen Nan, so it wouldn't be a problem for two teachers to share the same surname in one office.

"Oh, Teacher Zhu is looking for you!" The male teacher shouted, and almost all the teachers turned to look at him.

However, no one claimed it.

Until a small figure climbed up from under a desk in the corner, looking a bit disheveled.

"What's up?"

Jiang Nian, across half the office, looked at the female teacher wearing glasses, and a huge question mark popped up in his mind, wondering where this student came from.

The repeat class didn't have uniforms, and there was no need to wear them. Some even boldly dared to wear skirts to school.

Or perhaps they tried the latest fashionable skirt-pants.

But whatever the case, the difference between teachers and students was still obvious; they exuded authority without being austere.

But the person in front of him was entirely like a student wearing an adult's clothes.

A white women's shirt, a dressing style that didn't match the face at all, only when frowning did she look like a teacher.

Whatever, if they say so, it is.

Jiang Nian was stunned for two seconds, then went forward proactively. As he walked, he introduced himself and explained his purpose.

"Old Liu asked me to come over this afternoon to recognize a desk."

"Oh, oh." Zhu Yin suddenly understood, "You're Old Liu's student, right? I know you."

She instinctively tried to pat Jiang Nian's shoulder. After reaching out, the gesture changed from flat to a forty-five-degree angle.

Hey, hey, this is not the place for such gestures.

He couldn't shake off the feeling, prompting him to grow a mustache.

Obviously, Jiang Nian was much taller than she anticipated. But Jiang Nian was quite tactful, squatting down directly.

"Teacher, what were you fixing under there just now?"

Zhu Yin successfully patted Jiang Nian's shoulder, her face expressed a satisfied smile, and upon hearing the question, her brow furrowed again.

"The mainframe was broken."

"Did you try restarting it?" Jiang Nian reached under the desk and felt around, "It might be a loose wire, not actually broken."

In the aspect of accuracy, he could open a repair shop.

Repair high and sell to classmates.

"You even know how to fix computers?" Zhu Yin's tone had a hint of surprise, considering she was still troubled about what to do.

Who knew, the repairman would come himself.

Hearing this, Jiang Nian was somewhat surprised.

"Teacher, don't you teach physics?"

"Does teaching physics mean I have to know how to fix computers?" Zhu Yin was confused, "I entered from another field; I majored in normal education."

Speaking of normal education, one has to mention Nanshi Normal University.

Jiang Nian estimated that Zhu Yin, a genuine Southern Province person, probably also graduated from that university.

But why did she look so young?

"That's true." Jiang Nian responded, tinkering under the desk for a while, and then pressed the power button again.

"Is it fixed just like that?" she looked bewildered.

"The wire was loose."

"Alright, thank you." Clearly, Zhu Yin wasn't lying; she smiled and said, "Jiang Nian, student."

With this opening, everything followed smoothly.

Jiang Nian also conveniently took out a gift, a rather simple but quite pretty succulent plant pot.

"A few bucks, something from home."

Zhu Yin seemed quite fond of the green succulent, rubbing it back and forth with her hand, looking as if she was going to enjoy a string of beads.

"Thank you, then."

She realized she had said thank you a few times, feeling it was a loss of face for a teacher, so she looked around.

She pulled out a thick notebook from under the desk as a gift in return for Jiang Nian.

"Here you go."

"Thank you, Teacher."

"Mmm," Zhu Yin sat down and invited him over, explaining the general arrangement for physics tutoring.

Jiang Nian listened for a while, feeling enlightenment.

Old Liu certainly was reliable; Zhu Yin, aside from having a baby face, truly was a physics prodigy.

With a few words, she sliced Jiang Nian's weak points into several segments.

Glancing at the calendar on the desk marked with circles and dots, she quickly created a quite detailed and reasonable tutoring schedule.

"That's about it; did you remember everything?" Zhu Yin, a petite figure, sitting in a large chair, could still swing her little feet.

"Hmm..." Jiang Nian glanced at her feet, suddenly finding it hard to hold back, suppressing a laugh, "I remembered."

"Okay, then you can go back now." Zhu Yin waved her hand.

Indeed, small packages hold essence.

Short people really study hard.

....

In the evening.

"Senior, have you been busy lately?" Low-score kid sent a message, cautiously probing.

"What's up?"

"Nothing much, just wanted to chat with you." Lin Yuxi added, "Chat in person."

"No time."

Lin Yuxi: ".... Senior, are you by any chance in a relationship?"

Jiang Nian: "What makes you say that?"

On the other end, in the first-year C building.

Lin Yuxi stood in the corridor, looking at the pink evening glow. As she typed quickly on her phone, she snapped a picture during the pause.

"I've heard that many seniors and senior sisters in third-year easily fall for each other under pressure in the last few months."

"[Picture] Senior, look, what a beautiful sunset."

"Can you see it?"

A short while later, Jiang Nian's message came buzzing back.

"Of course, I can see it; I'm not blind."

Lin Yuxi: "....."

"Aren't those who fall for each other turtles?" Jiang Nian sent a picture of a husky pointing, replying.

"Those who can't take it start dating; those who can hold on, go to college."

Seeing this, Lin Yuxi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"(Looking forward) Senior, when you get to college, can you continue as you are now and not date?"

"Can't, I plan on dating."

Lin Yuxi: "Huh?"

"Not only do I want to date, but I also want to date during military training, in classrooms, across campuses in every university."

Jiang Nian's messages were buzzing continuously.

"What do you think?"

Lin Yuxi: "(Crying) Can't you wait for me for two years?"

Jiang Nian: "(Zhen Zidan pointing, laughing) Ne Zha stayed in the womb for three years; you're asking me to wait for you for two."

"Wait for what? You can't even get into my school."

"Low-score....."

Hearing this, Lin Yuxi was almost driven to tears by anger.

"Senior, you!!!"

Jiang Nian: "Study hard, don't think about random stuff, you can rest assured, I'll definitely get my certificate sooner."

Lin Yuxi, clutching her phone, raged impotently at the sunset.

"Aahhhh!!!!"