Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

Chapter 1293 - 857: King Zhizhi Saves a Dog’s Life

Busy and bustling, studies incomplete.It’s snowing outside, and Jiang Nian is hiding in the little building. Roughly estimating the usual scores and exam scores.

If you don’t work hard, you’ll really fail the exam.

"Stop looking, just review properly." Qianqian strolled around the living room with a hand warmer.

The room was filled with the smell of hot pot.

Song Xiyun was cooking dumplings and corn. She put down the ones that are hard to cook and made a dipping sauce.

It’s Zhen Nan’s flavor.

"At the beginning of the semester, I was planning to win the national award." Song Xiyun turned around, looking at the two.

Then she pursed her lips, somewhat discouraged.

"Later, later I found out..."

"It’s hard, isn’t it?" Qianqian walked over, casually picked up a piece of fruit, "Those people are too crazy."

"Yeah, there’s no momentum anymore." Xiao Song nodded, "Actually, even if there’s momentum, it’s useless."

"No matter how difficult the questions are, some people can get them all right."

Jiang Nian didn’t join their discussion; forget getting them all right, even getting half right is tough as he’s more focused on pondering ways to make money in class.

The next day, he directly connected with Li Hua in the dorm.

With a beep, the video was connected.

"Chi Shi!!"

Li Hua looked gloomy, seeming to be in the classroom, "I’m in class, what are you doing calling on video?"

"Dude, waiting for you to save my life." Jiang Nian asked curiously, "Are you so bold, taking a video call even in class?"

"It’s not my class." Li Hua raised his eyebrows and turned on the front camera to sweep it around.

"It’s my girlfriend’s class, I’m accompanying her."

Jiang Nian immediately leaned back tactically, feeling a toothache. No wonder this byd takes video calls, he’s showing off.

"From South City, do you have a house there?"

"Chi Shi, why are you so worldly." Li Hua wore Bluetooth headphones, still feeling guilty.

Pointing across the screen at him, "The young people of the new era are all moving outward, heading to big cities, buddy."

"Like?" Jiang Nian asked, casually taking out the notebook printed with Beijing University, tapping it against the screen.

"Your IP is right there, brother."

"Damn! You...!" Li Hua couldn’t hold it anymore and changed the topic, "What do you want from me?"

Jiang Nian didn’t pretend anymore, asking Li Hua to think of a way. Come up with some secret techniques to help him get through the advanced math final exam.

Failing is too troublesome, and he will have to take a remedial exam.

Li Hua initially didn’t want to, even unmoved by the eight-hundred yuan network fee offered by Jiang Nian.

Until Jiang Nian slowly opened his mouth.

"You said last time... you still want to go back and see Qianbao? Does your girlfriend want to see them? I have Qianbao’s photos here."

"Chi Shi!!"

A wise man doesn’t dwell on past glories, nor does he suffer present hardships. Li Hua weighed the pros and cons and agreed to this affair.

"I really damn wonder how I got to know you."

Cursing, the call was ended.

In the dormitory.

Brother Bao Song looked back at him, curiously asking, "Are you going to start reviewing?"

"Sort of." Jiang Nian replied vaguely, "I haven’t really listened in class for half a year, need to catch up."

"Oh."

Brother Bao Song didn’t offer help, because firstly, it’s meaningless. Secondly, even if he wanted to help, he didn’t know how.

Advanced math?

Isn’t it just learning it like that, easy to see.

Jiang Nian heard from seniors in the department about Brother Bao Song’s talent. If he doesn’t maintain it, it will slowly fade by sophomore year.

But, it looked like Brother Bao Song wasn’t too concerned.

"Aren’t you aiming for a national award?" Jiang Nian casually asked, "If you’d aimed for the GPA from the start."

He said, "The instructor said at least ten percent of people in this school can’t graduate normally."

"What’s the point, don’t end up with depression."

Indeed, everyone has their own aspirations.

Jiang Nian pondered and thought it was quite good. In this dormitory, there were actually two others as ambitious as him.

It can be anticipated that whether they slack off, hold strong beliefs, or even take a moderate approach, they’ll all graduate normally in the end.

....

The snow fell for two days.

The school is wrapped in silvery whiteness, Jiang Nian arrives at the Physics Institute. Waiting for Li Qingrong to come down, meanwhile looking around.

The snow on the ground was thick, unlike yesterday. He and Qianqian and the others spent half a day just piling up a snowman.

In the south, snow is rare, naturally enjoying it.

Back in Yuhang, it was raining alongside West Lake. A few people with northern accents walked through the rain.

Chattering, laughing, they seemed quite happy.

In Jiangnan’s misty rain, from a Southern perspective. Carrying an umbrella is a hassle, not using one feels like being licked by a dog.

In no time, Li Qingrong came down.

Today she wore a long black down coat, jeans. Making her look tall and leggy.

"Are you wearing thermal pants?" Jiang Nian asked.

"No."

"Not cold?"

"Got nude-colored leggings underneath."

"Huh?" Jiang Nian was a bit surprised, looking at her, "How come I didn’t know you bought these?"

Li Qingrong: "...."

This guy was acting up after sleeping together two weeks ago, subtly recommending clothes to her.

He even insisted that he was in the clothing business.

"Not telling you."

"Oh."

Jiang Nian didn’t think much of it, his hands in her down coat pockets, "Come on, let’s go make a snowman."

As for the clothes, he had long forgotten.

He never makes demands, lest something happens and it becomes a boomerang hitting him back later.

Anyway, now there’s only one principle.

Talk less, do more.

Li Qingrong followed, staying two steps behind him, "Can your advanced math be saved? You’ll fail the exam."

"Why mention things not to be mentioned." Jiang Nian turned around, looking annoyed, "I’ll knock over your snowman then."

Li Qingrong’s lips slightly curved, exhaling a mouthful of white vapor.

"Heh."

Jiang Nian: "....."

Qingqing has really learned to be naughty, she can even use sarcasm now.

The two found an open space, swept the snow off the stone bench, and made a snowman prototype on the ground.

Jiang Nian directly reached out, starting to shape it. Li Qingrong crouched down, trying to help but was stopped by Jiang Nian.