Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance-Chapter 1050 - 735: Wiped Clean

However, seeing that he's in a bad mood today, I decided not to argue with him.

After all...

In the empty corridor, the blue sky and white clouds were above. A gentle breeze blew through, lifting some strands of Yu Zhiyi's hair.

April is followed by May, and there isn't much time left.

In the classroom.

The class returned from physical activities, and the boys took off their jackets one by one. Wearing short sleeves, they fanned themselves with their exercise books.

The girls were slightly more reserved, either wearing jackets or long sleeves, not sensitive to the temperature.

Except for Yao Beibei, who wore short sleeves and fanned herself.

"I heard there's a test this afternoon."

"Huh?" Zhang Ningzhi was a bit confused, looking up at her, "Is the weekly test moved up?"

"No, it's just a monthly exam." Yao Beibei explained, "But there are so many exams, they might as well compress it into a weekly test."

"We have to change seats, and apparently there are seat numbers."

"Until when is the test?"

"Tomorrow morning."

The sudden exam wasn't anything special. Old Liu didn't even come, only Cai Xiaoqing set the tasks.

Group Six was on duty, forced to stay during lunch to clean up.

Zhang Ningzhi poked Jiang Nian's waist and secretly asked, "Hey, which exam room are you in this afternoon?"

"Haven't checked."

"Let me check for you." She casually walked towards the classroom door with her broom, pretending to do nothing.

Zhizhi came back after a while.

"Boo hoo."

"What happened?" Jiang Nian was sweeping trash and was startled, "What happened?"

"We're not in the same exam room."

"Oh, oh, that's normal, I guess." Jiang Nian sighed in relief, "Who else in the class is in the same room as me?"

"Wang Yuhe, hmm... Yang Qiming."

...

After setting up the exam room, Jiang Nian left school at twelve thirty, hadn't even had time to eat.

He quickly bought a burrito on the way, and ate it while heading to Jingfu District.

Having gone there so often, the security guards recognized him.

Jiang Nian was about to call the class president when he saw the guard gesturing him to pass.

"Uh..."

Honestly, this does seem like a convenience.

Still, he couldn't enter the building without a card. While waiting, he chewed two pieces of chewing gum.

A few minutes later, Li Qingrong came out.

"You came?"

Her eyes were indifferent, and still carrying some anger as she looked at Jiang Nian. She said nothing and appeared increasingly cold.

They made up, but not really.

Jiang Nian wasn't too puzzled by this, after all, the so-called "making up" was his deliberate attempt.

"Yeah."

Actually, whether it was Xu Qianqian or the class president, it wasn't easy to fool them; fortunately, there was room for maneuver.

He actually had lots of methods, but after some thought, he dismissed them all.

First, let's see the class president's reaction, then talk about the rest later. Don't get confused before the storm comes.

"Qingqing, have you had lunch?"

"Yeah."

"Alright, I was a bit late. Our group was cleaning, I was thinking if you hadn't eaten yet."

Suddenly, Li Qingrong interrupted him.

"Saved you some food."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian was momentarily choked. He was trying to find a topic to play a bit pitiful.

"Qingqing, you're so nice."

In the elevator, Li Qingrong glanced at him, "Originally, I wanted to talk to you, but you should eat first."

Honestly, he wasn't feeling too hungry.

Jiang Nian saw the exquisite lunchbox after entering; the portion was quite good, swallowing his saliva.

Regretting the burrito earlier.

"Uh, Qingqing..."

"What?"

"I had something on the way." Jiang Nian decided to be honest; there's no need to try subtly on such matters.

Li Qingrong said nothing, taking the food into the kitchen.

"Have a seat, what do you want to drink?"

"Cold water is fine." He didn't dare say boiled water, as boiling water in the kitchen might imply something unpleasant.

Boiled water is also a no-go.

If things go south, letting the class president spill water to vent her anger would be a chance. Hugging her in the process might work.

With boiling water, the only possibility would involve seeing a doctor.

"Okay."

Li Qingrong got up, fetched him a glass of cold water, placed it on the glass coffee table opposite him for hospitality.

Silence, a long silence.

"Ahem..." Jiang Nian was about to say something, but heard Li Qingrong start speaking in a soft voice.

"Do you want to try aiming for over 700 points?"

Jiang Nian: "???"

He was taken aback, not sure what the class president meant, "Was considering it, Old Liu also..."

"It's unrelated to school." Her voice was cool, "Besides, you don't seem particularly focused."

Her words made Jiang Nian a little embarrassed.

Indeed, he was indifferent to the school's objectives, just trying it out lately with some frustration.

They say aiming for 700, in reality maintaining above 680 can be considered good.

"Recently, I've been trying to work hard, but I made some mistakes, so my energy's scattered."

Li Qingrong stared at him for a second, then slightly opened her lips.

"I know."

Suddenly, she added, "I understand you, you don't like studying; it's just about the grades."

Jiang Nian felt awkward, "A bit... but just a bit."

"Other matters can be put aside for now." Li Qingrong advised, "Go for 700, focus first on the second mock exam."

Jiang Nian watched her, feeling a bit concerned.

"This difficulty..."

Li Qingrong lowered her gaze, took a sip from the cup, then lifted her head.

"About last time, let's write off."

Jiang Nian's expression shifted, seemingly not believing it until a few seconds later.

"Really?"

Li Qingrong nodded calmly as she looked at him.

"Yes."

"Well, that difficulty... is negotiable." Jiang Nian felt some joy inwardly, wow! A turnaround.

Less than three weeks till the second mock exam.

The key lies in physics.

"But, Qingqing, what you mentioned about writing off," Jiang Nian stood up, hesitated for a while, and asked.

"Which incident are you referring to?"

Li Qingrong's expression remained unchanged, she tilted her head.

"About you keeping things from me..."

After listening, Jiang Nian agreed, about to say something when she handed over the cup.

He paused for two seconds, realizing it was the glass of cold water she had drunk.

Wow!

A special privilege?

Suppressing his excitement, he accepted the glass from the class president and instinctively took a sip.

"Whoa! White liquor?"

Luckily, the proof was low, just a bit spicy. He only drank a little, spitting out the rest.

Jiang Nian looked up, "???"

Li Qingrong turned, cheeks starting to warm.

"Didn't say it was water."

During lunch break, Jiang Nian seemed fine; Li Qingrong, with some alcohol, appeared a bit tipsy.

Initially lying separately, the breeze made it warm again.

Moving little by little until waking up on the sofa again, he found himself lightly embracing the class president.

...

In the afternoon, at the exam venue.

First up was the integrated sciences. Jiang Nian glanced at the questions, unable to hide his excitement internally, he calmly started writing.

Didn't expect the class president to relent.

However, scoring over 700 isn't easy. Beyond that, there's also the matter post-college entrance exam.

Li Qingrong only sweeps past the issue, future resolutions are unpredictable.

Unknowingly, he completed the test paper, with only five minutes left until exam time ends.

This was just a minor exam, not significant.

Before the second mock exam arrives, similar minor tests will repeat six or seven times until students get used to them.

The good news: second mock exam is easier.

The bad news: not by much. Aiming for 700, dealing with tricky questions still feels hopeless.

Sunset arrives, exam concluded.

Jiang Nian, carrying his pencil case, left the exam room, standing in the hallway of another class, looking at the figures downstairs.

Suddenly, a voice called out.

"Jiang Nian!"

"What are you looking at?" Wang Yuhe came closer, following his gaze to look downstairs too.

"What's happening downstairs? You seem very focused looking?"

"It's nothing, you little imitator." Jiang Nian wasn't in the mood to joke around, "How was the exam?"

"You're the real imitator!" Wang Yuhe muttered, "Integrated sciences wasn't too hard, just okay."