Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance-Chapter 402 - 349: What? Scared of Being Licked?

Evening self-study in the hallway.

Jiang Nian and Lao Liu were heading to another office to check scores when they suddenly encountered a young couple holding hands running past them.

Lao Liu felt completely ignored and couldn’t help but feel a bit awkward. He turned around with a serious face and spoke to Jiang Nian following behind him.

"We don’t encourage early romance in senior year, don’t follow their example."

Jiang Nian understood slightly and nodded.

"Teacher, rest assured, if I were to date early, I definitely wouldn’t hold hands right in front of you, I’d save you some face."

Lao Liu: ???

Is this right?

He initially wanted to reprimand Jiang Nian, but on second thought, he decided against it. Teens tend to rebel; the more you say, the more they rebel.

Teacher: Don’t play with water.

Student: I am the River God.

Lao Liu was afraid his words were too influential, leading him to explore the path of early romance, even more afraid this person would elope with the class monitor.

"Let’s go, let’s go, you’re talking a bit much now."

Jiang Nian was bewildered, but still followed Lao Liu into a large office where a group of people sat in front of computers grading papers.

The scene was quite noisy, and various small items were placed on the tables. Thermos cups, fruits, warmers, and lumbar support devices.

"Come with me." Lao Liu beckoned to him and led Jiang Nian to an empty computer and sat down.

"Teacher, is the grading this fast?" Jiang Nian, sitting down, was a bit taken aback, "So many schools in the Six Cities, have all the papers been graded?"

"Ahem, actually, there aren’t that many schools in total." Lao Liu coughed, slightly embarrassed, glancing around.

Confirming no teachers were looking their way, he lowered his voice to share a bit of "inside information."

"It’s actually that our school is too bad; no one wants to join us. A few underdogs teamed up to create a big Joint Exam for the Six Cities."

Jiang Nian was even more confused.

"Teacher, is our school really that bad?"

"Oh, don’t worry, learning is a personal endeavor." Lao Liu comforted, "This is just a humble place, yet virtuous."

Jiang Nian started to sweat profusely, thinking to himself, are you kidding, talking about humble places now? Does the principal know you’re speaking like this?

"Then what about this ranking..."

"It’s normal to have some water involved, there are always higher mountains." Lao Liu thought for a moment and couldn’t help but add, "Our school is alright."

Jiang Nian: "...."

Lao Liu, while waiting for the computer to boot, mentioned the grading progress again.

"Everyone’s Chinese scores aren’t out yet, they might come out by Tuesday. How do you feel you did in this exam overall?"

"It was alright, I bombed the math." Jiang Nian replied.

"Oh, it was indeed not great." Lao Liu pulled up a score and read, "Math 113, you need to pay attention here."

"Four mistakes in multiple-choice, and quite a few mistakes in big questions. You missed points you could’ve gotten, otherwise, you should’ve gotten above one hundred and twenty."

At this, Lao Liu stopped talking. He’d forgotten high school math, if he continued, he’d have nothing to say.

"You already know biology, 97. Physics... your physics score isn’t out yet. Chemistry score is 78."

"What about English?" Jiang Nian asked.

"Let me see, Teacher Zhuang said your paper seemed to have a score out already this afternoon. Tsss~! 146, that’s a good score."

Lao Liu’s face lit up with joy, as a 145 in English is the threshold for C9 universities. Even if this is just a joint exam, it’s still an achievement.

Jiang Nian silently did some addition in his mind, only Chinese and physics scores were left.

Even if math didn’t go well, English and biology made up for it. The total score reached 434, still 176 points short of 610.

If we hypothetically assume a 100 in Chinese, a 76 in physics would be needed to reach the goal.

And his verification opportunity every three days was set for physics. He also used analogy problem-solving to solve three questions.

Physics 76, it should be stable.

After going around and around, it returned to the blind box of Chinese.

Lao Liu refreshed for a while and still didn’t get results.

He checked Jiang Nian’s last joint exam scores on his phone and seeing that his Chinese and physics were both at an average level, he couldn’t help but ask worriedly.

"Jiang Nian, how do you feel you did in Chinese and physics this time?"

"It was alright." Jiang Nian replied.

"Then there shouldn’t be a problem, we’re just over 170 away." Lao Liu muttered to himself, "It’s about time to prepare."

"What?"

"Motivational Star, from four hundred points to six hundred." Lao Liu patted Jiang Nian’s shoulder, "We’re good, let’s wait and see on Tuesday."

Jiang Nian nodded, expressing his wish to return to the classroom.

A middle-aged, balding teacher approached from the corridor with two students, a boy and a girl, coming toward them.

Lao Liu proactively greeted, "Over there, that’s the homeroom teacher of the science zero class, and the two beside him are students of the zero class."

"Oh." Jiang Nian nodded, brushed past them, and left the office.

They seemed to be there to check scores too, and the balding teacher even exchanged greetings with Lao Liu.

"Bringing students to check scores?"

"Yes." Lao Liu nodded, glanced at the two students behind the balding teacher, "How’s your student doing this time?"

"Alright, I’ll check and see." The balding man evidently had a good relationship with Lao Liu, "It’s just uncertain if they can reach 680."

"How about your student? Looks a bit unfamiliar. How about that Li Qingrong from your class, finished checking?"

"Still don’t know, should be around six hundred." Lao Liu didn’t hold back.

"Six hundred?" The balding teacher was stunned, surprised, "You’re indulging your students too much, checking scores up to six hundred."

"Oh no, not that." Lao Liu stood up, wanting to share his concerns with the balding teacher before leaving.

He patted the balding teacher’s shoulder and said earnestly.

"He scored 410 in the final exam at the end of last semester, Teacher Zhao, you’re the senior here. Do you think a student who improves by two hundred points can be selected as a Motivational Star?"

The corner of the balding teacher’s mouth twitched, "Haha, definitely... definitely a possibility."

Lao Liu laughed, "Thanks for Teacher Zhao’s auspicious words, I’ll be off then."

Only after Lao Liu’s figure disappeared beyond the office door did the balding Zhao Dechang frown and curse quietly.

Like an earthworm, always wriggling his way.

Damn these competitions!

As Zhao Dechang checked scores, he spoke to the student pair behind him.

"Being a Motivational Star isn’t much use, it’s just a worthless competition. Don’t worry about it; focus on surpassing that Li Qingrong from their class."

"Improving by over two hundred points is quite impressive, it’s only been three months, right?" the girl remarked.

"Six hundred is a bit low." The boy adjusted his frameless glasses, "If you look at the total score alone, it’s fine, being able to go from four hundred to two hundred."

"But it’s a basic lack, reaching six hundred is pretty much the limit. According to the principle of diminishing returns, the more you want to improve later, the harder it gets."

"Unless you exert several times more effort, but the increase is also limited."

"Yes." Balding Zhao Dechang nodded, "However, getting into a good 211 or a 985 would still be worth his effort."

The other girl didn’t speak, but clearly agreed with the sentiment.

.....

"So, did you say it or not?"

Jiang Nian was cornered against a wall, raising his hands to show he meant no harm. He indicated that he had nowhere to retreat and reminded the other party that their bodies were about to touch.

"Say what?"

"The biology class representative!" Yu Zhiyi was a bit anxious.

She slipped out while the class was chaotic, just catching Jiang Nian on his way back to the classroom. Seeing his denial, she couldn’t contain herself.

What was agreed upon, what was agreed upon!

"Oh... that, I haven’t mentioned it yet." Jiang Nian lowered his gaze, answering perfunctorily, "I haven’t been in the mood these days, let’s wait for the results."

"Why are you like this!" Yu Zhiyi gritted her teeth, "In a few days, the dish will be cold, the teacher needs a class representative by tomorrow."

"Look at you being all anxious. Have you forgotten who the Psychological Commissioner is?" Jiang Nian said with exasperation, "I’ll fill in for the next two days, no problem."

Hearing this, Yu Zhiyi instantly calmed down.

She thought it over and realized it made sense. If it was a fair election, she already held a position and might get eliminated directly.

The safest way was indeed through the backdoor.

"Alright, remember then." Yu Zhiyi said nervously and then ran off.

Jiang Nian watched her leave before heading back to the classroom himself. The classroom was rowdy, with people chatting, sleeping, or doing exercises.

Group six.

Zhang Ningzhi was lying on the desk writing down mistakes, while a quick-dry pen swayed rapidly.

Hearing the commotion around her, she couldn’t help but lift her head to take a look. Reluctantly, she made some room for him and curiously asked.

"What did the teacher want?"

"Nothing much, said he’d find me a study partner." Jiang Nian leaned back against the chair, "I said preferably a beautiful girl."

Study partner?

Zhang Ningzhi was momentarily confused, then realized he was joking, and turned away.

"Hmph, keep dreaming."

Jiang Nian felt a bit sleepy and had no mood to continue correcting test papers. Triumph over success or failure can wait, so he simply lay down and slept.

No one woke him, and he slept right until almost the end of evening self-study.

"Wake up, class is almost over." Zhang Ningzhi’s voice circled his ears, poking him, "Lazy bum, wake up."

Jiang Nian groggily woke, rubbing his fluffy hair.

"I want water."

Zhang Ningzhi: "???"

After a while, Jiang Nian saw the girl unresponsive. He turned his head again and repeated his request to Zhang Ningzhi.

"I finished my water, can you share some with me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi reluctantly took out her pink thermos cup, grumbling unhappily.

"This is my cup, how come it seems like it’s become yours."

"What are you mumbling about?" Jiang Nian took the cup from her hand and poured a little water into a small glass.

"Since you’re not drinking it anyway, I might as well."

"No way, I’m going to drink it." Zhang Ningzhi snatched the thermos back, "Your dirty hands, if you get used to using it, it’ll turn black."

Jiang Nian was dumbfounded, looking down at his hands.

"Nonsense, I’ve only drunk from it a few times."

Li Hua’s seat was empty; he spent all three evening classes chatting in the back row, only returning two minutes before the end.

Ding dong! Dear students...

After school, Jiang Nian wasn’t in the mood to hang around. At the bell’s ring, Zhang Ningzhi rushed off to find Yao Beibei with her bag.

He grabbed his bag and walked out of the classroom after saying goodbye to the class monitor.

As he squeezed into the crowded hallway, someone playfully punched him on the back.

"What the heck?"

Turning around, he saw an unfamiliar and puzzled face. His gaze shifted, suddenly catching sight of two girls sneaking away from the side.

Chen Yunyun turned back, giving him an apologetic smile.

Wang Yuhe waved her small fist in the crowd, playfully threatening.

"Jiang Nian, don’t you get cocky!"

Jiang Nian: "Damn... where did these idiots come from?"

He went down the stairs to the third floor, eventually meeting Xu Qianqian. The two couldn’t converse due to the people between them.

Only when they reached the flat ground in front of the senior year building did they come together.

"Have you checked your scores?" Xu Qianqian tried to act composed, pursing her lips.

Jiang Nian smiled, "Why? Afraid of being fawned over?"