Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 285 - 249 Li Qingrong: Changed Yesterday as Well

Chapter 285: Chapter 249 Li Qingrong: Changed Yesterday as Well

The boy, while talking big, was quietly observing Zhang Ningzhi.

Aside from having no complaints about Zhang Ningzhi’s appearance, what stood out more was her stiff expression.

It seemed like his topic didn’t stir any enthusiasm for conversation on her part.

Part of the reason was attributed to the chance encounter, leaving no time for preparation. Another part was simply because he knew very little about Zhang Ningzhi.

Other than knowing she was rich, good-looking, had good grades, and was quiet in nature.

He knew nothing else, like what she liked, disliked, which celebrity she followed, or what songs she listened to through her headphones.

Just as he was about to go straight to the point and send a friend request.

A hand, without any warning, slapped onto Zhang Ningzhi’s wrist.

The movement was swift and decisive, without hesitation, yet seemed a bit sharp.

The boy was stunned and turned to look.

He saw another tall boy standing there, who gently pulled Zhang Ningzhi over with just a tug.

Lightly glanced at him, eyes unfriendly.

"Is he a classmate of yours?"

Zhang Ningzhi looked up and saw it was Jiang Nian, and immediately felt relieved.

"Yeah."

"Classmates should communicate more," Jiang Nian said, yet directly pulled Zhang Ningzhi away, "but Li Hua is about to die, let’s go check on him."

"We’ll talk more in the future, Li Hua is barely hanging on. Our group isn’t complete, and he can’t rest in peace. Let’s go, after all, the dead are significant."

The boy stood there, stunned, watching them leave.

As the evening self-study approached, the roads inside the campus were full of students hurrying by.

In front of the canteen and on the basketball court, a few groups were playing basketball in the dark.

The lights in the freshman teaching building were blazing, yet they couldn’t pierce the gloom in his heart.

Gone?

Was he just intercepted like that?

The reason that the leader was dying was too ridiculous!

Even a slightly more proper reason, like a teacher looking for Zhang Ningzhi, would have been fine.

It was intentional.

On the other side.

Jiang Nian let go of Zhang Ningzhi’s wrist about ten meters after pulling her along.

"Who was he to you?"

Zhang Ningzhi was unsure; she thought she sensed a tinge of jealousy.

"Do you really want to know?"

"Want to hear the truth?" Jiang Nian chuckled.

"No."

Zhang Ningzhi was well aware of how sharp someone’s tongue could be and didn’t have the confidence to win a verbal spar, so she chose not to fight.

To avoid ending up with a throbbing chest from anger, she proactively confessed.

"A former classmate, Du Jiaming."

"Oh, I know, Xiao Ming," Jiang Nian interjected, "used to often do math problems in elementary school; Xiao Ming had five apples, how to evenly distribute them to four people."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi got sidetracked as well, curiously asking.

"Five apples for four people, how did he distribute them?"

"At the time, Xiao Ming kept one for himself and gave the rest to the four people."

Saying this, Jiang Nian handed her a bottle of apple-flavored milk from his jacket pocket.

"Here, share it with you."

"Oh, oh, thank you." Zhang Ningzhi accepted it in a daze, tried to continue the former classmate’s topic, and found it couldn’t be carried on.

She glanced at the apple-flavored milk and felt a bit hesitant in her heart.

Wondering if he genuinely didn’t want to know, if his truth was that he didn’t care?

Does he really not care?

Thinking like this, Zhang Ningzhi trudged along, her head down.

Lifting her head, she realized she’d walked to the base of the senior year building, seeing Jiang Nian about to step from the darkness into the light.

"Wait!"

She instinctively shouted, but didn’t actually know what to say next.

"Hmm?" Jiang Nian stopped. He was at the edge of the steps, next to a white drainpipe, turned back to ask, "What’s up?"

Zhang Ningzhi wanted to ask why he appeared there, but her brain quickly reasoned out his logical response.

He would surely say, "Am I ruining your romantic prospects?"

This person was so exasperating, he could throw out such aggressive words directly.

She couldn’t ask this way.

She thought for a moment and could only change to a relatively softer question.

"Did you deliberately go to buy apple-flavored milk and then ran into me on the way?"

Jiang Nian let out an "ah," rubbing his neck.

"Sort of, I ran into some familiar faces during lunch in the afternoon and forgot to buy it. When I remembered back in the classroom, I came down to buy it and then bumped into your crappy romantic prospects."

Zhang Ningzhi felt a tightness in her chest; this person was truly annoying.

"What crappy romantic prospects!"

"Proper romantic prospects?" Jiang Nian was surprised.

"Not at all, just an old classmate I wasn’t familiar with!" Zhang Ningzhi was about to explode, this person was always petty, holding grudges.

If Jiang Nian stepped forward, rebuked, or said something sharp, it would immediately break the boundary between the two, infringing on each other’s freedom.

Like a caged bird, the smell of the sunlit Ningzhi.

However, Jiang Nian just responded with an "oh," pondered for a moment, then asked.

"Am I familiar with you?"

Zhang Ningzhi snorted, reverting back to her proud little princess demeanor.

"I don’t know."

With that, she squeezed past Jiang Nian and went upstairs on her own, head held high.

People are different after all.

Zhang Ningzhi has always been a bit slow, but only with people who aren’t important.

Because studying was exhausting, if she were to divide her energy, it would be difficult to fight her way out from parallel classes.

By shutting off some functions and blocking some people, she could focus on studying.

The fact has proven that her method is effective.

It’s just that after advancing classes, this method has failed countless times.

Some people just can’t be ignored.

.....

Returning to the class, Jiang Nian gave Li Hua a headlock first.

"So you damn punk call yourself Lena, right?"

"Chi Shi!" Li Hua fought back, then said, "Have you heard? There’s another test tonight, damn."

"What’s the test?"

"English."

"Oh, what does that have to do with me?" Jiang Nian immediately lost interest upon hearing English, anyway, he would speed finish it, "No wait, why are you asking me to write it?"

"Trying to negotiate, help me write an essay, please." Li Hua looked flattering.

"You’ll get caught."

"True, I’m done for." Li Hua looked defeated, slumped back into his seat, "I really don’t want to write this English essay, is there any way to improve quickly?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian glanced at Li Hua.

Last time, Li Hua shared a story about his "white moonlight," at that time Li Hua was very excited.

Suffice it to say that Jiang Nian didn’t mention some things, like how love doesn’t expire.

Though it’s unnecessary to say, there are indeed many ways to memorize words.

Cough, cough, besides cheating.

Although Jiang Nian’s improvement in English scores benefited from cheating, the subsequent exercises and tests were completed by himself, words alone do not represent everything.

He used the result to infer some word memorizing experiences.

"There actually is."

"Father, tell me in detail." Li Hua rolled his workbook into a microphone, putting it in front of Jiang Nian’s mouth, "My future wicked... oh no, happy life depends on you."

Jiang Nian didn’t care about the details, grabbed the required 3,500 words for the college entrance exam.

"There are two ways, one is to bite the bullet."

"Exclude." Li Hua didn’t hesitate.

"The other is a three-step approach, sorting and organizing words." Jiang Nian said, "Just organize what you need to memorize, or you could directly buy someone else’s compilation."

"Anyway, you don’t know many words, it’s not a big deal."

"The second step is to use various roots, prefixes, suffixes, or phrases, abstractly memorize them, and the third step is reviewing, usually effective only by doing exercises or deep memory."

Li Hua understood the first two steps since Qianbao often pulled him out for guidance in the class and even outside, discussing word memorization techniques.

Things like doing exercises, returning to textbook units, five-minute forgetting intervals, or memorizing words on A4 paper, flashcards, sticky notes.

The principle is simple, but it’s hard to execute.

However, what Jiang Nian just mentioned about deep memory, was a brand-new version he hadn’t heard before.

Li Hua raised his eyebrows, asked.

"How do you mean deep memory?"

Jiang Nian smirked, began to chant his magic.

"The loli you’ve been crushing on doesn’t even like you, Hua, you’re so damn abstract. She just sees you as a friend, goddesses usually like gentle warm guys."

"You mother!!" Li Hua was anxious.

"Hey, I know you’re eager, but don’t be." Jiang Nian stopped him, the noise in the evening self-study was loud, he raised his voice and said loudly.

"Goddess, lady, like, combination ladylike, meaning gentle, graceful."

"Remembered it yet? Hua."

Li Hua was bewildered, "Damn it, you’ve stabbed me in my lungs, how could I forget?"

"There we have it, deep memory, right?" Jiang Nian snapped his fingers, "You’re cured, discharged now."

Honestly, Li Hua had never felt so speechless.

"I really want a pair of ears that hadn’t heard this, where’s my knife?"

The evening self-study ended, adhering to the routine, the English test was initiated.

Papers rustled down, and Li Hua felt rather emo.

Jiang Nian acted as if nothing had happened, even looking a bit smug, after all, he was considered to have brought someone back from the brink.

If nothing unexpected happens, Hua probably won’t forget this word for a lifetime.

Oh, it might even be useful for the CET-4 and CET-6 exams.

Suppose your friend Li Hua lost in a global election, please write him a letter of comfort.

Just apply it, isn’t ladylike just a perfect hard work?

Chinese cuisine, if knife-cut noodles can’t be written, Ladylike noodles.

No matter, just apply it.

After the first evening self-study, Jiang Nian finished the English paper early.

He went out of the classroom to relieve himself, and on the way back, he encountered the class monitor. Seeing her about to go downstairs, he couldn’t help feeling curious.

"Where are you going, class monitor?"

Li Qingrong paused, turned, and said.

"To move the science papers."

"Really? Then I’ll go too." Jiang Nian didn’t ask if she needed help, because even if he had asked, it would’ve been futile, "Hey, why aren’t Tao Ran and the others fetching it?"

Li Qingrong walked down the stairs alongside him, her eyes flickering slightly.

"They haven’t finished the exam."

Jiang Nian, thinking of those few subject representatives’ English scores, also realized.

This paper needed to be submitted for grading, leaving unfinished was indeed inappropriate.

The monitor and he didn’t care anyway, both of them had completed it.

"I see, then I definitely should go." Jiang Nian was happy to keep close to the class monitor, getting close, "Class monitor, you changed your hair tie today?"

He actually wanted to say, "Class monitor, you smell nice."

But saying that might sound perverted, so he decided to wait and watch, avoiding making the class monitor uncomfortable.

The two long legs quickly reached the second floor in a blink.

In the dim corridor, Li Qingrong glanced back at him, spoke gently.

"Changed yesterday too."