Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 184 - 155: Incompatible Zodiac with People Surnamed Huang

Chapter 184: Chapter 155: Incompatible Zodiac with People Surnamed Huang

Jiang Nian noticed Li Qingrong’s indifferent expression and wasn’t surprised.

This afternoon, he was simply bored and came over to see the pretty girl. He didn’t come for the first two exams because math and science are his weak subjects, and he couldn’t afford any distractions.

At that time, he was nervous as hell, and had no worldly desires at all.

Now he had some free time, so he came over for a stroll.

"Class Monitor, did you study?" Jiang Nian started with the usual small talk.

A universal opening, no different from asking if you’ve eaten.

Last time, Li Qingrong nodded, and someone immediately continued the conversation. After a few words, he started to flatter her.

Although a bit greasy, it depends on the person. He had no ill intentions, just some compliments, not enough to annoy anyone, and he left after flattering.

Li Qingrong got some emotional value, and he got an eye candy, a win-win situation.

Unexpectedly, Li Qingrong shook her head after glancing at him.

"No."

"Oh, you didn’t study." Jiang Nian was momentarily stunned and casually said, "With your grades and foundation, Class Monitor, you can score one hundred and fifty without studying."

Most people would switch topics by now.

Jiang Nian, being from class three, shamelessness is part of the class culture.

"Class Monitor, how about I help you study?"

People in the exam room glanced over, damn, never seen someone so shameless. But who could blame him, being so familiar with her, calling her Class Monitor so effortlessly.

Thinking of telling the headteacher, considering changing classes.

Is the Class Monitor of class three her? I thought it was another girl. When did class three change their Class Monitor, or are there two class Monitors? How odd.

"Class Monitor, how do you spell ’quality’? And ’position’?" Jiang Nian was truly idle.

Li Qingrong, though still cold-faced, didn’t ignore him. She absent-mindedly spelled out words, treating it as a vocabulary warm-up for the essay.

Jiang Nian’s fun lay in the interaction, as long as the class monitor responded.

Even getting scolded was super enjoyable.

That kind of street-vendor recognition brought an inexplicable satisfaction throughout his entire being. He wished he could twist and crawl on the spot, then happily bounce back to the exam room and take the exam sitting on the invigilator’s head.

After chatting for five or six minutes, Jiang Nian was quite satisfied.

He glanced at the clock above the podium, estimating the invigilator was about to arrive, so he intended to get up since some time for adjustment was needed before the exam.

Suddenly, Li Qingrong poked Jiang Nian.

"Hmm?" Jiang Nian’s movement paused, and he turned and asked, "Class Monitor, what’s up?"

Am I about to get scolded? So exciting, no, so nervous.

The autumn sunlight at two thirty in the afternoon was dazzling, large swathes of gold spilled over from the windowsill.

Li Qingrong’s hair was bathed in the afternoon sunlight, and she looked at him coldly, as she brushed back the hair by her ear and seriously asked.

"Do I have a smell on me?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian was stunned and quietly swallowed his saliva.

Pervert’s delight.

...

The dusk filled the exam room with thirty people, and the invigilator stood up from the chair.

"Okay, everyone, please pay attention."

"Uh, about this, there are five minutes left until the end of the exam. Those who haven’t filled out the answer sheets yet, please hurry up. Stop answering altogether when the exam ends."

Jiang Nian had already finished writing and even checked his name and student number.

He supported himself on the desk, reminiscing about before the exam, in the neighboring exam room....how the class monitor smelled sweet, made him feel like he was doomed to fall in love.

Oh, he was from Zhen Nan.

So it’s fine.

A 380,000 yuan bride price, one punch to shatter your romantic ideas.

Returning to reality, Jiang Nian started to care about another matter. Something slightly less significant than getting close to the class monitor before the test started.

Do we have a holiday after the exam?

Ring ring ring, Jiang Nian grabbed his exam stationery bag and headed out.

Since this was the last exam, and he also wanted to know if they had a holiday tonight. So he stood outside the neighboring exam room waiting for Li Qingrong.

Once she came out, the two walked downstairs side by side.

"Class Monitor, do we have to attend self-study tonight?"

Li Qingrong thought for a moment, then shook her head.

"I don’t know."

Jiang Nian wasn’t discouraged, thinking that Li Qingrong probably didn’t participate in class affairs, so it’s normal not to know.

Hmm... it sounds strange, but it’s reasonable in class three. After all, the headteacher is also a bit abstract, with unparalleled skills for progression.

There are pros and cons to it.

The good part is it gives students a great deal of freedom to grow independently within the class. The downside is without guidance, it might drift in a weird direction.

In general, this situation doesn’t occur.

"Class Monitor, were your skin also this fair when you were a child?"

"No." Li Qingrong shook her head. "When I was a child..."

"Oh oh, Class Monitor, you didn’t study at Zhen Nan when you were a child, where was it then?" Jiang Nian asked without much interest, "By the sea? I’m envious."

"Zhen Nan only has mountains, and lively dogs in the mountains."

Yu Tongjie was mixed in the crowd, being jostled downstairs from all sides. Watching the two of them half a flight ahead, a sour feeling emerged in his heart.

Jiang Nian really has a thick skin, chatting all the way. Even the police wouldn’t ask as thoroughly as him, practically doing a census check.

Feeling a bit displeased, Yu Tongjie trailed them back to the high school third-grade building, but he still heard Jiang Nian talking with Li Qingrong about first-grade stories.

Feeling a little broken-hearted, how could someone talk so damn much.

Can’t they shut up?

Jiang Nian seemed to hear his inner voice, turned back and saw Yu Tongjie.

"Yo? Isn’t it Jie... Jie classmate?"

At these words, Li Qingrong also stopped her steps.

Yu Tongjie cursed inwardly, thinking that he definitely didn’t call him with good intentions.

"Hmm."

For a moment, he didn’t know what to say, and the two had no intention of chatting with him. They just greeted him briefly and left as soon as he blinked.

Back in the classroom, Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong were surrounded separately.

"Jiang Nian, lend me your exam paper."

"Class Monitor, please, lend it to me." Nie Qiqi’s voice was easy to recognize, full of exaggeration, and inevitably followed by...

"Don’t act crazy in the classroom, I’ll twist your head off!" Cai Xiaoqing’s voice rang out.

The exams were over, and it was time to restore the desks and chairs and books to their original places.

Zhang Ningzhi seemed to be in a good mood, entering the classroom with a smile. As soon as she came in, her eyes subconsciously sought out Jiang Nian, only to find him discussing the exam papers with Chen Yunyun.

She immediately puffed up her cheeks, turned, and walked towards her desk to put away her stationery.

Yao Beibei caught Li Hua and asked him to help move the books back.

"Thank you, you’re a good person."

"Chi Shi Chi Shi Chi Shi!" Li Hua backed away, turning bright red, "You are the good person! Why are you ordering me around? Are you even in our group?"

"What’s wrong, those who can, do more."

Jiang Nian had already returned and asked what was going on.

Unexpectedly, Yao Beibei immediately shifted her target, looking at Jiang Nian with starry eyes, and asked.

"Hey, Jiang Nian, are you strong?"

"Not bad, I can punch-kill six Li Huas." Jiang Nian humorously referenced Wang Yuhe’s unit of strength without intending to pay licensing fees.

Li Hua: "Are you two poisonous? Can you just go away!"

"Then...can you help me move the books?" Yao Beibei said.

"No, too yellow." Jiang Nian refused seriously, "The fortune teller told me, I have incompatible horoscopes with those with the surname Huang, so sorry."

"I don’t have the surname Huang!" Yao Beibei was almost mad.

She had been studying all this time and changed her seat to near the water dispenser. She was far away from Jiang Nian’s group, so she found Zhang Ningzhi less frequently.

But whenever Beibei made a move, it was always wild and brash.

Last time, Jiang Nian returned from the bathroom and happened to hear Yao Beibei telling a dirty joke about how a series converging was the hardest, or something proportional with me.

The girl didn’t get it for a moment. Jiang Nian understood, pretended not to hear, and walked away. Not long after, he heard the girl’s scream, her face turning red from afar,

This woman looked okay but spoke too roughly, the Yellow-clothed King.

"What about your group’s Huang Fang?" Yao Beibei was persistent.

"Isn’t it Li Hua? He seems to have a destiny with your surnamed Huang people." Jiang Nian said and left, turned to the hallway to move books, and saw Zhang Ningzhi from afar.

She was struggling to drag a basket of books, looking weak, pitiful, and helpless.

Jiang Nian stood nearby watching with a grin, not immediately offering a hand.

"I didn’t expect you to have quite some strength."

"Yes." Zhang Ningzhi was stuck there, unwilling to lose face, straightened herself, and said, "Actually, I’m stronger than the group leader, he can’t do it."

Alright, alright, another swipe at Li Hua.

Liked her even more.

"Although you are amazing, I’ll help you move it. You just grab the books on the table." Jiang Nian picked up her basket of books and steadily walked towards the classroom.

The class was in a clamor, with everyone moving books in and out.

During his second trip to move books, Jiang Nian saw Li Qingrong easily pick up a basket of books. In sharp contrast was Li Hua beside her, letting out a weakling’s cry.

The seats weren’t fully restored when Lao Liu came.

He shouted for quiet and only said two sentences.

"No evening self-study today, tomorrow’s morning self-study goes on as usual. Boarders! Attention, boarders are not allowed to stay outside the dorm overnight, the grade group will conduct checks tonight."

"Cai Xiaoqing, come with me and get the boarders’ phones."

The class was quiet for a moment, then burst into heartfelt shouts.

"Oh!! Yes!! Holiday!!"

"Crap, I’m going home to sleep!! So exhausted from the exams!"

"I’m playing games all night! What time is it, damn, my power bank’s dead! Brother Dong, do you have a power bank?"

"Got none, go to the internet cafe to play."

The classroom was filled with cheers like waves. Everyone showed genuine smiles. It was no wonder, being focused for the last two days was exhausting.

Tomorrow is Monday, starting another usual nightmare cycle.

Not having evening self-study after the weekend exam is like having a pillow delivered when you’re sleepy, or getting a reassuring tea tissue when catching nervous flights.

It’s like a fresh breeze blowing through senior year relief.

"Lao Liu! Lao Liu!!"

Someone in the classroom shouted Lao Liu’s name, and he also smiled on the podium. In this relaxed instant, both teacher and students found some unexplainable healing.

Until Jiang Nian suddenly shrieked.

"Aruba!"

The atmosphere suddenly changed, and who knows who followed the shout.

Jiang Nian saw Ma Guojun rush forward, and Li Hua move like a wild dog, quickly becoming a blur.

In terms of rebellious nature, class three is definitely in the top three.