Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 177 - 149 Who is Prettier, Me or Zhou Yuting

Chapter 177: Chapter 149 Who is Prettier, Me or Zhou Yuting

The brightly lit classroom, Jiang Nian was moving a desk.

Actually, it’s just dumping the clutter from the desk and then rearranging the seats from three rows to two per group. No need to move the desks out; just leave them empty in the classroom.

During exams, one group occupies one row, with one person per row, a total of twenty-eight people per exam room.

Li Qingrong approached Jiang Nian, attracting quite a few glances from nearby.

"Got a moment? Can you tear down the test papers on the wall?"

"Sure."

Oh, she’s getting him to work.

Zeng You and a few others shifted their gaze and continued cleaning.

Zhang Ningzhi was wiping the blackboard, with a basin of water on the podium. She glanced at the two a few times, absent-mindedly wringing out the cloth, pursing her lips slightly.

The class leader is pretty too, how come he gets along so well with all the pretty girls in the class?

She wiped the blackboard from left to right with her head lowered... actually, it was a whiteboard. Using too much chalk can cause dust-related illnesses, so the school had switched to watercolor pens and whiteboards long ago.

This thing requires more effort to clean than a blackboard; one has to use more force with the cloth to make the whiteboard clean.

Zhang Ningzhi first cleaned the bottom and middle stains, then looked up. She jumped up, and another shallow arch appeared at the top of the whiteboard.

But even so, she couldn’t quite reach the top of the blackboard.

She was about to move a chair, but the cloth in her hand was suddenly taken away. Turned her head, and her breath almost caught; she didn’t know when Jiang Nian was standing next to her.

He seemed to have been watching for a little while, with a smile on his face.

She knew what that smile of Jiang Nian’s meant and couldn’t help puffing her cheeks in annoyance.

But Jiang Nian didn’t look at her; he just reached out and swiftly wiped the board with the cloth.

Zhang Ningzhi looked over, and behind him was the open classroom door. Outside were the dimly lit buildings of the county town, with dark, hazy distant mountains beyond.

After staring for a few seconds, her heart started to beat a bit faster.

Once he was done wiping, Jiang Nian looked down at her, lowered his hand, and smiled.

"Good deskmate, step aside for a moment, let me wipe the other side."

"Oh... oh, okay." Zhang Ningzhi suddenly snapped back to reality. The podium was so small, and she was blocking someone’s way, so she quickly stepped back off the podium.

Standing on the podium, she just watched Jiang Nian wipe the board.

His words "good deskmate" instantly echoed in her ears again, making her ears go warm. Her low mood suddenly became lively once more.

Cleaning lasted a total of half an hour.

Li Hua let the girls go first, while Wu Jungu and Zeng You went to dump the trash; the remaining tidying up was done by him and Jiang Nian, dawdling until half-past nine.

Li Qingrong was about to leave too, carrying her bag out of the classroom door. Halfway there, she turned back, just as Jiang Nian also came out of the classroom, seemingly on his way to wash his hands.

The bathroom was at the end of the corridor, crossing past two classrooms, and also through the stairway entrance.

The two of them naturally walked together.

"Class leader, where’s your exam room?"

Li Qingrong lowered her gaze, "B302."

"What a coincidence, I’m in the exam room opposite yours."

"Hmm."

At the stairway entrance, the two were about to part ways, and Li Qingrong remembered a friend’s departing gesture, so she called out to him.

"Jiang Nian."

"Hmm?" Jiang Nian was already past the stairway entrance but turned back when he heard her voice.

Under the dim light that flickered like candlelight, the girl stood there waving.

"Bye-bye."

Jiang Nian looked at her cool face, inexplicably dazed for two seconds, before snapping back to reality.

"Oh oh, bye-bye, be careful on the way."

Back in the classroom.

Li Hua asked Jiang Nian to leave first, intending to volunteer himself yet again.

"Let’s leave together." Jiang Nian picked up his bag.

"No, Zeng You and the others haven’t returned from the second trash run yet." Li Hua shook his head, stubbornly refusing, "I’ll wait for them, you go ahead."

"Hmm?" Jiang Nian looked at him, "Isn’t Wu Jungu there too? Won’t you feel awkward?"

Li Hua chuckled openly, "What’s there to feel awkward about?"

Jiang Nian pondered, "At the end of the Eastern Han dynasty, Cao Cao..."

"Chi Shi, Chi Shi, Chi Shi!!!" Li Hua suddenly jumped, "I have a pure heart; only you are the good wife! Get out, get out, don’t let me see you."

Jiang Nian laughed heartily, picked up his bag, and left.

On the third floor, several classrooms were also cleaning, with few people in the corridor.

Xu Qianqian sat on the desk near the classroom door, playing on her phone, and glanced up out of the corner of her eye when she saw someone. Only when she saw it was Jiang Nian did she get up.

"Let’s go, let’s go."

She yawned, shook her head, and said.

"Your class moves pretty fast, done already?"

"Fast?" Jiang Nian looked puzzled and turned his head at the stairway entrance, seeing a few classrooms still rearranging desks on the third floor, "Why is your class so slow?"

Xu Qianqian bounced down the stairs, casually saying.

"Moving books, some people put books in the corridor. The class teacher called them back; they fooled around for half an hour, only started cleaning about ten minutes ago."

"Your class is really troublesome."

"Yeah."

The two talked as they walked out of the school gate, having finished their evening self-study early. At this time, apart from the students cleaning, few people were left.

While walking home, Jiang Nian suddenly said.

"Xu Qianqian, do you believe I can score six hundred points?"

"I believe."

"Hmm?" Jiang Nian was rendered speechless by her straightforward reply.

He had prepared a rebuttal, ready to argue till the end, but the other party simply gave a French salute.

For crying out loud, I surrendered!?

Well, according to Zhen Nan’s hometown custom, the defeated must be...

"Actually, I pushed you before only because I want you to try hard." Xu Qianqian didn’t look at him, speaking to herself, "So you wouldn’t do something stupid and chase after someone."

Jiang Nian: "....don’t hit below the belt."

"Oh? Does it hurt when I say this?" Xu Qianqian pretended to be puzzled, "Are my words more hurtful, or are Zhou Yuting’s words more hurtful?"

Chi Shi.

Jiang Nian was left speechless; as they say, strike a snake at its critical point. Xu Qianqian truly knew where his critical point was and had knocked him silent with one shot.

"Forget it, I don’t like her anymore."

In a dark way, he hoped Zhou Yuting might drop out by accident. Be it Yuyu Syndrome or something else. Any bad news about her would make him happy.

All in all, he felt worried every day, worried that Zhou Yuting was doing well.

However, these thoughts were clearly not something he could share with others, as they were too grim and didn’t bode well for his shining, righteous image.

Stereotypically, only eunuchs hold such grudges.

Jiang Nian was obviously not a eunuch, but didn’t want to be gender-defined, so he handled it discreetly.

Sometimes, it’s okay to hold grudges.

"Then why did you like her before?" Xu Qianqian seemed very interested in this topic; they rarely talked about Zhou Yuting.

After all, to Jiang Nian, it was "a thing of the past."

Darn, Xu Qianqian’s aggressiveness was too high.

"Before... there wasn’t any special reason, just that she looked good," Jiang Nian answered honestly.

He considered himself to have outgrown that childish age, though he hadn’t evolved to the point of self-deprecation, but at least... he could confront his past honestly.

"Was Zhou Yuting the only option around you?" Xu Qianqian used the word "option."

In a girl’s mouth, "option" basically meant buying cheap stocks. It was a highly aggressive word, obviously full of personal emotion.

Also, Jiang Nian could only mock Zhou Yuting with "not even scoring five hundred and thirty, trash."

While Xu Qianqian could use a more premium "scoring six hundred is a cinch."

"Pretty much, I didn’t know many people back then," Jiang Nian replied truthfully, "Zhou Yuting was one of the most good-looking girls around me."

"Tsk." Xu Qianqian cut off the conversation.

The two stepped down from the road and into the alley, where every twenty meters or so an old street lamp stood, some bright, some dim, mixing light and shadow.

Xu Qianqian walked ahead, the shimmering light turning her hair golden.

"Hey."

"Hmm?"

Jiang Nian was trailing behind; upon seeing her stop, he halted as well.

"What’s wrong?"

Xu Qianqian turned to face Jiang Nian. Under the orange light falling from above, she seemed aglow, biting her lower lip with hesitation, she asked.

"Am I prettier or is Zhou Yuting prettier?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian was stunned.

The answer wasn’t difficult, quite the opposite, it was too simple. At the very least, he would fuss over Zhou Yuting, but he definitely wouldn’t go to the countryside to set off fireworks for her.

Because she wasn’t worth Jiang Nian’s efforts.

Even though, after the incident that summer, they cut ties with Zhou Yuting and her group. More than anything, Jiang Nian still harbored resentment and never forgave Zhou Yuting and her gang.

Xu Qianqian fixated on him, noticing his daze, and furrowed her brow.

Was Zhou Yuting really that unforgettable?

"Of course, you’re prettier; do I even need to choose?" Jiang Nian replied without hesitation, "Zhou Yuting is just so-so, no comparison to you."

Xu Qianqian: "....you hesitated."

"I got caught up admiring you, lost in thought."

"Tsk." Xu Qianqian had no mood to ask further, turned and walked home.

Jiang Nian didn’t bother to explain further; somehow it felt like he was trying to cover up. The answer itself didn’t matter because the events had passed, and the fireworks... had already been ignited.

The immediate concern was tomorrow’s major comprehensive exam.

The next morning’s early study session.

Jiang Nian was quite relaxed, looking over classical Chinese translation techniques. When memorizing with Memory Bread before, he hadn’t memorized this part, so he had to remember it himself.

Overall, the first subject was Chinese, so everyone in the class seemed relatively at ease.

The Chinese exam started at nine-thirty, ending at eleven-thirty. The math exam was from three to five in the afternoon, allowing plenty of time to review and rest after school.

Li Hua continued singing loudly, Jiang Nian reviewed translation techniques for classical Chinese, while Zhang Ningzhi nervously memorized ancient poetry.

Upfront, Emperor Zeng You was under scrutiny; the books he used to hide his phone were all gone. He had no choice but to stare at a Chinese book, sleeping on it until he drooled.

Fangfang was going through dense red notes on a Chinese test paper, with the "Vulgar Flow" rising in prominence. Wu Jungu read a small Chinese booklet, clearly cramming at the last minute.

Due to the seating for the exam room arrangement, Li Hua’s and Ma Guojun’s desks were pushed together; Jiang Nian’s was still connected to Zhang Ningzhi’s, with the class leader and her deskmate behind them.

Ma Guojun wasn’t sure of what he was doing; his small mouth moved rapidly. At that speed, he was either casting spells or cursing, and based on the lip movement, he might have included "mom."