Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance-Chapter 858 641: Twin Moons in the Sky

Jiang Nian nodded and didn't ask further.
He had also set custom alarms before. There used to be some cutesy alarms going "ah ah ah~."
With the first "ah," his parents' slippers would come flying.
Actually, it wasn't a slipper.
Not that slow either.
He was busy doing exercises, preparing for a shopping trip with Zhizhi tomorrow.
Although he preferred staying in the classroom to shopping, he had no choice but to go this time.
Because..... Wei Junjie, that mischievous person.
"byd Jiang Nian!" Li Hua rushed into the classroom, skidding to a stop and grabbing his collar, "You bastard."
Jiang Nian was bewildered, "Are you running a market or what?"
"It's all your fault, egging everyone on to attack your dad this afternoon!" Li Hua held his head, "Crap, my image is ruined!"
"Haha, your inflated image?" Jiang Nian laughed, "You little virgin, always fantasizing."
"Chi Shi!!"
After cursing, Li Hua realized he wasn't in the right. Soon, he was mindlessly boasting again.
The pre-class time was short, and there wasn't much to do.
Wang Yuhe passed by nonchalantly, seeing him still diligently doing problems, she secretly sighed in relief.
At least, the duck feet were safe.
He surely didn't know the answer to her combination lock. No matter how much he tried, he would always fail.
Because the code was his student number.
His class was 403, and by convention, the 0 could be omitted. It turned into a four-digit code.
"What are you staring at!" Wang Yuhe stopped, turned, and raised a fist, "Look again and I'll punch you."
Jiang Nian happened to look up and caught a glimpse of the sneaky Wang Yuhe, guessing most of her thoughts.
A four-digit lock code, probably a birthday, student number, or phone tail number.
Elementary school kids don't have many friends; generally speaking, not dumb, she wouldn't choose her related number.
It's probably related to Chen Yunyun or maybe himself.
There are only a few sets of numbers; try a little combination. It's not hard to open a lock, I suppose.
Jiang Nian chuckled and casually ed a string of numbers.
"0705?"
This was Wang Yuhe's birthday. Upon hearing it, she couldn't help but boast proudly.
"Keep guessing."
Saying that, she left satisfied.
"I'll try Chen Yunyun's next time." Jiang Nian mumbled, planning to open the lock and eat all the duck feet.
Then leave her a note, in a Japanese style.
[Wasn't the meal outside delicious?]
[Oh, forgot to tell you. The duck feet believed you'd come to save them till the end, mwahaha!]
"What are you laughing about?"
Zhang Ningzhi entered the classroom, waving her hand in front of him.
"What?" He snapped out of it.
"Nothing, just saw you giggling earlier." Zhang Ningzhi tried to squeeze through the seats, but the space was too tight.
She puffed her cheeks. This guy must be doing it on purpose! Making it so narrow, trying to mock her for having a big butt.
"Move over!"
"Oh oh." Jiang Nian didn't think much of it, having just figured out a few number combinations, ready to jot them down.
Early tomorrow morning, he'd try them one by one on the lock.
There were only a hundred days left until the college entrance exam. Thinking about playing all day felt too sinful, except for bullying elementary students.
After all, with Chen Yunyun covering, Wang Yuhe couldn't get too angry.
Feeling smug.
.......
The evening self-study bell rang, and Li Qingrong entered the classroom. Following her was Cai Xiaoqing, aka Soy Milk.
Behind them was Nie Qiqi; no one knew where they had been in the afternoon.
Tao Ran went onto the platform to write the Chinese homework list, but no one cared. Then he took out a stack of test papers and started distributing them.
"First evening self-study test."
Hearing this, the class groaned in unison. With the college entrance exam countdown almost in single digits, who had the mood to do Chinese?
"Damn, let me copy later."
"I'm not doing it either."
"Where's Lai?"
Such conversations were frequent in the class. However, for the sixth group, it wasn't necessary.
Zeng You wouldn't submit anything, and Li Hua would scribble.
Jiang Nian changed his name to Li Hua, did a few multiple-choice questions, and was too lazy to think about the ancient poems, so he copied off the class monitor.
When submitting the papers, he collected them all together.
He switched Li Hua's filled answer sheet with his name, leaving "Li Hua's" answer sheet mostly blank.
Each person showed their unique solution.
Tao Ran looked up and casually asked.
"Are they all collected?"
"Zeng You didn't do it."
Jiang Nian didn't see the need to hide it; this byd didn't do the test papers. It wasn't just a one-day affair, even Old Liu didn't care.
As long as the grades didn't fall, nothing else mattered.
"Oh." Tao Ran originally wanted to ask him to book a session in the psychological consultation room, but didn't want to be treated like a southerner.
"Are there a lot of people using the psychological consultation lately?"
"Probably." Jiang Nian thought for a moment, Lan Lan hadn't contacted him in ages, she must be busy.
As the college entrance exams approached, there was a lot to do.
Some students might be too embarrassed, but when they hit rock bottom, they would muster the courage to seek help.
The school also intended to give a heads up, deliberately raising the difficulty of the mock exams.
So that some people, who had fun all winter break, didn't crash directly after the initial test and end up dropping out in frustration.
"Okay then." Tao Ran gave up.
Jiang Nian nodded, just about to leave. Turning his head, he saw Zhou Yuting glancing at the class's score sheet.
Her gaze landed on his name, which was highlighted in red, with a red line drawn under it.
Hmm?
Tingzi's grievance was too strong, using him as a benchmark. Even so, it was a bit high.
This isn't a TV drama where you get into Qinghua in one or two months.
Even with a little cheating, he had labored for over half a year. Only then did he gradually fill in the foundation, practicing like crazy on big and small questions.
However, compared to the skills grant, the effort made him feel more grounded.
After all, in the process, there was practice in learning methods, and after succeeding, it could be applied to other areas.