Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 191 - 162: You’re Good at Consoling, I’ll Come by Myself Next Time

Chapter 191: Chapter 162: You’re Good at Consoling, I’ll Come by Myself Next Time

"Your math scores have improved, I calculated that you might have scored 600." Chen Yunyun was back to her usual cheerful self.

"Forget it; you’re overestimating me." Jiang Nian appeared confident, "Don’t worry, my Chinese score certainly won’t exceed a hundred."

Chen Yunyun was baffled, why would anyone be proud of that?

"How do you know?"

Jiang Nian waved it off, "My essay was a bit off-topic, probably a sure 38 points."

Generally speaking, if you write a high school essay rambling on but stay on topic, it’s forty or above. If it’s off-topic but okay, 38, way off-topic and outrageous, then 30 or even less.

"What did you write about?"

Jiang Nian honestly replied, "Perseverance."

Chen Yunyun was silent for a while before consoling him.

"It veered a little, but it could still score over forty."

Jiang Nian was noncommittal about Chen Yunyun’s consolation. If his math exceeded one hundred and twenty this exam, it would be a success; other subjects didn’t matter.

He roughly estimated his score range; no matter how it added up, it would be around 560-570. At least the hurdle of being demoted to a lower class was crossed.

The situation was set, so Jiang Nian wasn’t too concerned about his scores anymore and simply shifted the topic.

"Is New Year’s lively in your town?"

"Of course it’s lively. On New Year’s Eve, the place is packed with people." Chen Yunyun visibly excited at the mention of New Year, "There’s a big bridge where lots of people set off fireworks at night."

"The streets are also super crowded on New Year’s Day, and everyone dresses gorgeously. The minute you step out, you might run into classmates from middle school; you know? They even wear makeup."

"Heavy makeup, like they’re about to walk the runway, super scary."

"Why?" Jiang Nian found it amusing.

"Pressure, of course. You wouldn’t dare to leave home without washing your hair." Chen Yunyun said seriously, "If you get outdone, it’s really embarrassing for girls."

Jiang Nian didn’t know what to say, so washing her hair was equivalent to others’ full makeup.

Advanced boasting?

But indeed, Chen Yunyun had the capital to say that. It’s just that Jiang Nian’s eyes had been spoiled. There were several beautiful girls around, leading to a "group syndrome."

In his eyes, Chen Yunyun looked stunning, and to others, she was outrageously beautiful. As for class monitor Zhang Ningzhi and Xu Qianqian, their skin was so good that you sometimes wanted to lick it.

Let’s call them ice cream types.

A bit of a turn-off, but it’s okay, it was just a thought, others wouldn’t know, not enough to wake up as a trending topic on a social platform.

In the afternoon, all the science scores came out.

Li Hua’s science was nearly 290, a solid 289. To be honest, if Li Hua’s English weren’t bad, Jiang Nian wouldn’t even have met him.

This was the first time Jiang Nian felt the use of English outside of watching Jinba....

Huazi’s English was 69, a score that horrifies parents. But as long as his Chinese surpassed 96, his total score could surpass 600, showing the power of a subject specialist.

"What are you looking at? Huh?" Li Hua quickly moved in, head-butting Jiang Nian forehead to forehead, comically exaggerated, "How do you know I got 289 in science?"

Jiang Nian looked at him, "Because I know you like the back of my hand, besides who asked you."

As for the class monitor, he glanced back, seeing a score starting with a 27 in science.

Yikes, what a science Great Demon King.

Once the Chinese score came out, she might as well score 680.

It wasn’t even hot that day, but he was living in someone else’s shadow.

Others were one shadow, while he was completely enveloped by shadows from all sides. Li Hua, Zhang Ningzhi, Li Qingrong, and even the mere mortal emperor Fangfang.

This was insane.

But logistically, a great seed like the Great Demon King should move up to a special class for further study. Still, Li Qingrong remained in Class Three for whatever reason.

Forget it, not thinking about it, this class was strange in itself.

The holy class monitor ruling without effort, Vice Minister Cai Xiaoqing oversaw Class Three. Homeroom teacher Lao Liu’s presence fluctuated, mostly letting the students grow unchecked.

What Jiang Nian admired even more was that such a big incident happened yesterday. The couple’s video in class even hit the local trending searches, yet Lao Liu could remain calm.

Truly worthy as an outstanding educator, steady as Taishan amidst chaos.

Impressive, impressive!

"Class monitor, aren’t your scores just amazing?" Jiang Nian stared at Li Qingrong’s papers, almost touching them with his face, overflowing with envy.

"Jiang Nian, don’t drool over the class monitor’s papers!" Nie Qiqi shouted from the back row, then with a fangirl expression, "Hehe, let me lick it first."

"Rock-paper-scissors, winner goes first." Jiang Nian said seriously.

Nie Qiqi was pumped up, "I won’t lose!"

From further back in the classroom, discipline committee Cai Xiaoqing couldn’t take it anymore.

"You two, enough is enough, we’re in self-study, don’t pull these crazy antics!"

"Talking to you, Jiang Nian." Nie Qiqi said boldly.

"So what?"

"You!" Nie Qiqi was instantly exasperated, "Just you wait, I’ll get the class monitor’s papers first... ah! Get your dirty hands off the class monitor’s papers!"

Jiang Nian glanced at Li Qingrong, she didn’t seem to react. Forget it, better not cause a scene and risk making the class monitor angry.

So he obediently moved his hand away and turned around.

Li Qingrong watched this, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

He doesn’t like answer sheets?

Thinking of this, she glanced at the science answer sheet, thoughtful.

At the third period, Zhang Ningzhi counted her science scores on her fingers. Finally realizing it was barely over two-fifty, she was somewhat dejected.

Didn’t want to become two-hundred-five.

She glanced over at someone’s scores like a sneaky cat, Jiang Nian immediately on alert, hiding and refusing to let anyone see.

Ngh, stingy cat!

"What’s your chemistry score?" she asked.

"White."

"What?" Zhang Ningzhi was baffled.

"Oh oh, I thought you asked if I liked black stockings or white ones." Jiang Nian realized with a look of sudden understanding, "What did you just say?"

Zhang Ningzhi: "..."

Who would fall for such childish tricks?

"This guy, since the biology tests in the afternoon, has been hiding away." Li Hua looked at Jiang Nian who was sandwiched in the middle, with a triumphant smile.

"What is being all mysterious useful for? There’s an evening to record six subjects’ scores; I’ll enjoy three periods of evening self-study."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian showed no expression.

Li Hua, the jerk, always scrutinized a score sheet whenever results came out.

The conclusion was always, if only Jiang Nian’s English scores were mine...then slapping his leg, fantasizing about Lao Liu serving him tea with a bow.

"There’s really nothing to see about my scores, still the same." Jiang Nian said vaguely, pressing the answer sheet to the bottom of his drawer, "Disperse, disperse."

Zhang Ningzhi was not satisfied, feeling it was unfair.

She had already been ogled by Jiang Nian, why couldn’t she see his scores? He was hiding it, but sooner or later she would see his scores.

"Let me see." She directly extended her hand.

"Huh? You’re being a little domineering."

"If you don’t let me see, I won’t bring you food anymore." Zhang Ningzhi’s little face was tense, "Stingy, you deserve nothing but cold water."

"Actually, I quite enjoy cold water, Master Kong’s boiled cold water isn’t bad." Jiang Nian was still pulling, unwilling to reveal his science scores.

Brother Ma Yun, please turn off the science scores.

Turn them off, turn them off, I need them turned off! If the science scores aren’t shut down, I won’t have any face left.

"Give it to me." Zhang Ningzhi reached forward.

Jiang Nian reluctantly coughed once and handed the answer sheet to Zhang Ningzhi.

"I’m not giving it for the food, it’s because we have a good relationship. As long as you hang out with me, I’m willing to spend however much on you."

"Okay." Zhang Ningzhi wasn’t listening carefully and took a look at Jiang Nian’s answer sheet.

Biology 80, pretty good, seems like the extra biology study paid off, chemistry 72 also decent, standard. Physics 68... well, at least it passed.

So Jiang Nian’s total science score was 220, averaging about 70 per subject.

No wonder he was hiding it. Excluding Chinese, his current score is 487. If his Chinese hits a hundred, it would be about 590, with still some hope.

But for Chinese, as any student knows, the full score of 150 is like opening a mystery box, needing not only a good foundation but luck too.

Most of the time, Chinese scores are like blind boxes.

After seeing it, Zhang Ningzhi didn’t know what to say.

Her little brain kept recalling past low science scores, pondering how she got through it.

Suddenly, Zhang Ningzhi was torn. Should she chat with him and console him on QQ at night or say some comforting words now?

Jiang Nian felt a poke on his arm, instinctively turning his head, ready to hear the little girl’s over-the-top comforting words.

"You... don’t need to feel inferior?"

"???"

Your consolation is impressive, I’ll handle it myself next time.

Originally, the seat changes should have been on the weekend, but due to the big exams yesterday, there was no evening self-study. So seat changes were moved to Monday, which is this afternoon.

Zeng You was in a good mood and looking forward to the seat change.

He had been sitting in the first seat by the wall near the classroom door for a week. Every time he studied and read novels, he was on edge, resulting in last week’s reading time greatly reduced.

When class ends and seats change, the seats will all move back collectively.

This way he could sit by the wall reading novels again, as long as he was a little cautious, he could totally indulge. The major exams were over, so he could binge-read into oblivion!

Yu Tongjie felt numb; he was uncomfortable seeing Jiang Nian acting all flirtatious around, feeling tense all over. But with the seat change, he would have to go to the second group.

This way, he’d be further from Li Qingrong.

Before the exam, he was fully prepared, confident to score over 600. Now with just the Chinese paper to be returned, his 600 dream was shattered.

He endured for a month, frantically studying English and science with online courses.

He deliberately avoided Li Qingrong, working hard. In history, there’s the sleeping and tasting gall, and today Tongjie endured; everything was going smoothly, but unfortunately, the books disappeared before the exam.

In the end, excluding Chinese, he only scored 450, unless Chinese was an unlikely 150.

Now it all depended on the essay, the essay filled with his painstaking effort!