Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance-Chapter 905 - 664: Stirring the Pot (Part 2)

Speechless, really crazy.

She could vaguely hear Li Hua bragging, but it soon turned into Li Hua's dreadful cries.

Like a pig being slaughtered.

Yao Beibei turned her head, looked at the worried Zhizhi, and asked, "He's not coming back tonight?"

Zhang Ningzhi shook her head, cupping her chin.

"No idea."

"Then let's go pee." Yao Beibei grabbed her hand, "It's perfect, I'll sit with you during self-study."

Zhang Ningzhi pursed her lips, almost forgetting Yao Beibei was beside her.

"It's going to the bathroom."

"Peeing sounds a bit more elegant." Yao Beibei pondered for a moment, "Or maybe call it....."

"Oh come on!" Zhang Ningzhi quickly interrupted, fearing she'd say something too outrageous, "Let's go, let's go."

"Alright then."

Evening self-study proceeded regularly, not stopping because anyone was absent. In fact, a few more test papers were handed out.

"Ugh, when will this end." Lin Dong complained, "Let's finish the exams soon."

"Yeah." Sun Zhicheng sorted through the papers with a sigh, feeling quite emotional, "Let's end this soon."

He sighed, feeling quite conflicted.

Looking back at his high school years, only this year was the most unpleasant. Both painful and regretful, as cruel as a knife.

But when thinking about parting, there's still a bit of reluctance.

"Forget it, let's just get through it normally."

Lin Dong couldn't empathize with Ah Cheng's inner turmoil, only thinking that he'd buy protection once he graduated.

Not convenient to buy at college either.

Of course, this has to be kept from relatives and friends.

Don't want to die socially.

Given one's own circumstances, estimating the demand won't be small. First, buy a hundred small ones, keep them in the suitcase just in case.

During evening self-study break, Jiang Nian returned.

Li Lanying had given him a guitar, not convenient to bring to school. So he had to go home midway, which delayed him a bit.

He wandered in the corridor for a while, chatting with the boys from class three, no one asking where he'd been.

Disappearing for two periods, what's the big deal.

"I say, the biology teacher seems to be in the next class?"

"Is it?"

Jiang Nian, being straightforward, headed to the next class but didn't go in, just lingered at the door.

Qingbao was about to finish work, explaining questions to others. She saw Jiang Nian and nodded.

Meaning, wait for a moment.

Jiang Nian himself was puzzled at why he could understand the meaning. Probably from familiarity; understanding through expressions.

So, he stood for self-study.

Qingbao came out of class two, headed towards the stairway without looking back, her non-stick nature kicking in.

And Jiang Nian followed her.

Sun Monkey still had three slaps of the ruler, but he and Qingbao were relying on tacit understanding, headed to the office downstairs for a chat.

Having a heart-to-heart.

Basically, all commendable senior year teachers do this.

Have heart-to-hearts with target students, understand their thoughts. Through chatting, relieve their psychological pressure.

So, this is not strange.

"Teacher Zhong, not done for the day yet?" In the science office, a teacher smiled at Qingbao before leaving.

Qingbao also smiled, "Will be off soon."

"Alright, Teacher Zhong is really dedicated." That teacher marveled, turned and left the office with a bag.

Dedicated, indeed.

But more of a personal interest for the nearest disciple, Qingbao hoped for the biggest carrot in the garden.

Therefore, she was willing to squeeze out gaming time to chat with Jiang Nian.

"Do you know that for the college entrance exam there's cross-campus testing?"

"Hmm?" Jiang Nian just sat down, baffled, "Seem to have heard before, but don't really understand."

"The main campus and branch campus, swapping exams for arts and sciences." Qingbao explained, "Before it was by lottery, now it's rotation."

"So...?" Jiang Nian had a bad feeling.

Qingbao said, "Your batch's science majors have to go to the branch campus for the cross-campus college entrance exam, taking the bus over."

Jiang Nian hesitated, "Must take the bus?"

"Can go by yourself too." Qingbao said, "The first mock exam is also cross-campus, to let students familiarize with the school."

"What about the second and third mock exams?"

Qingbao paused for a while, "Leadership isn't that influential."

Jiang Nian understood, cross-campus exams have to coordinate transportation, venues, dining hall, and a range of other issues.

Crossing once, to prepare psychologically.

"Why not just not cross?" He asked.

Qingbao glanced at him and pressed her lips, explaining.

"Downpour during college entrance exam, missing the bus. Lost ID, too nervous before the exam, hands and feet shaking unable to write."

"Even some can't pee in unfamiliar toilets, or after drinking too much water during the exam accidentally hold it too long."

"In short, heavy consequences."

Jiang Nian heard this and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Is it that serious?"

"Yes, a top student usually gets above 600." Qingbao said, "Nervous during the college entrance exam, scored over 500 and went to repeat."

"Repeating right in Building D, all the teachers in the office know."

"Who?"

.....

High fourth floor, science class A level.

He Minjun clutched her pen, struggling to write a word, hearing various discussions about the first mock exam.

Of course, the first mock exam hasn't arrived.

Tomorrow begins intensive training, like a one-and-a-half-week exam. Syncs with senior year, exams one day, reviews the next.

But mid-month there'll still be the first mock exam.

It's not difficult, but He Minjun worried about the cross-campus exam on the day, and she happens to be a science student.

Heard a liberal arts class last year had bad luck, facing cross-campus.

As a result, screwed everything up.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Her seatmate nudged He Minjun, "Thinking about someone during self-study, who's it?"

"Thinking about you."

"Hehe, clearly thinking about....." She tried to continue, but was tickled by He Minjun, laughing uncontrollably.

Senior year life is even more monotonous than junior year.

The biggest difference lies in the people.

In senior year, at least you're surrounded by classmates you've known for two years, at least emotionally there's no issue.

But in senior fourth, most are here to repeat the year. Short interaction time, hard to establish familiar relationships.

Put simply, not opening up.

He Minjun's character is good, luck quite nice too. Made some genuine friends in the class, an outgoing seatmate.

"I'm thinking, what to do if the first mock exam crosses campus."

"You took last time's exam in the home campus?" The seatmate was slightly surprised, knowing that He Minjun's home campus is the current one.

And she is from the branch.

"Yeah, you..."

Hearing this, the seatmate was a bit speechless.

"I'm the unluckiest okay, took the bus to your school for exams last year, this year again going to the branch for exams."

He Minjun chuckled for a moment, then whispered.

"But, whenever I'm nervous I want to pee. Your north campus's bathroom, I don't know if I'll manage."

"Quite alright, the walls are high." She said.

"It's not the walls..."

On the other side.

Just before evening self-study dismissal, Jiang Nian sat in the classroom, turned to glance at the nearby Yao Beibei.

"Why aren't you going back?"

After Jiang Nian returned, Li Hua was chased out by her.

"Nothing worth going back for."

"Impressive."

Jiang Nian couldn't be bothered with her, glancing at the angry Zhizhi. Feeling a bit tough, thinking of Yao Beibei.

byd, really good at stirring the pot.

He'd only just returned, hadn't started pacifying Zhizhi. Yao Beibei's few words made it flare up.

Damn, beast!

"Zhizhi?"

"Humph!" Zhang Ningzhi turned her head away, indicating she didn't want to deal with him, "No talking to me today!"

Jiang Nian didn't mind, today is almost over.

"Alright then."

At the end of evening self-study, everyone started clearing their desks. No need to change rooms for training, but seats need changing.

Li Qingrong's desk was cleared by Cai Xiaoqing and her group. Jiang Nian didn't mind seeing it, after all, it meant he didn't have to do it himself.

"Thanks, Soy Milk."

Cai Xiaoqing: "...."

Jiang Nian waved as he left.

Nie Qiqi felt strange, stood beside Cai Xiaoqing, stirring the pot hard.

"Why don't you hit him?"

"Why hit him?"

"Because he teases you." Nie Qiqi said, "Who knows, he might be doing the same chirping with the class monitor."

"Always talking about soy milk long, soy milk short."

She clenched her fist, "Can't spoil Jiang Nian, give him a good beating, what do you think?"

Cai Xiaoqing rolled her eyes at her, took her bag, and left.

"Not interested."