Just preparing for the college entrance examination, the divorce counterattack system came

Chapter 150 What? How can a book be unsafe?
Morning reading, Zhang Ningzhi asked in a low voice.

“Do you drink this?”

Jiang Nian turned her head and saw a small box of fruit milk on Zhang Ningzhi's table. She stretched out her slender fingers and pushed the fruit milk to the edge of her table.

Long time no see, a must-have item for campus scumbags, a weapon for breaking the ice.

"Drink." Jiang Nian nodded.

Damn, the classic exam skin is back.

He used this thing to hook up with Zhang Ningzhi. But at that time, I was just in a good mood. I didn't expect to meet her again later.

The fleeting romance turned into being classmates, and they were promoted to the same class. Later, they were in the same group, and finally they sat at the same table.

Put it in Naruto and it will bring back two episodes of memories.

He took it and was about to remove the straw when he was poked by his good classmate.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Zhang Ningzhi said in a low voice with a serious face.

"You can't drink it now."

"Why?" Jiang Nian was a little dumbfounded.

Is there something added to the fruit milk? It's mysterious.

"If you have diarrhea after drinking it, it will affect your test state." Zhang Ningzhi said seriously, "So, it's best to just drink purified water and drink that after the test."

Jiang Nian also nodded seriously and made an OK gesture.

"understood."

Zhang Ningzhi took this exam very seriously, and it could be described as a lion fighting a rabbit. After all, it involved promotion to a higher class, and she didn't want to take even a 1% risk.

In order to reassure her, Jiang Nian behaved in a very proper manner.

At the back of the classroom.

Yu Tongjie was calm and composed as he read aloud the common translation words of classical Chinese.

He missed the chance to grab a good seat last night because of some reasons. He went out with his books after the second class, thinking that the place would be packed.

After all, a large group of people were looking for a place to put their books like headless flies, and some boarding students even moved back to their dormitories.

To be honest, at that moment, he was a little panicked.

But he soon calmed down. Because some students who went to school didn't want to go through all the trouble, they just put their book baskets on the stairs. It was genius!

Logically speaking, the stairs are short and the book basket is large.

It's definitely not good to place them alone, but these people put them together layer by layer. It's like building a new staircase with book baskets, so there are more choices.

Yu Tongjie's book was placed on the stairs, and it was easy to find a place. So, why were those people so anxious to grab a place? Could the book still be...
I was halfway through my morning reading and found myself on the empty stairs.

Yu Tongjie leaned against the wall, hunched over, and searched for his exam stationery bag in his book basket. As he searched, a fine layer of sweat gradually seeped out of his forehead.

Half of the stationery in the pencil case is missing, and they are all high-end stationery!

He secretly thought it was bad luck, but since it had already happened, he could only accept it. As for moving the books to different places, he had already put them away because the Chinese language test was more important.

I'll wait until noon to move them. Anyway, there are only a few pens in the book basket that are a bit more conspicuous. The rest are reference books, and the last thing a senior year of high school lacks is reference books.

Who wants it?

Shaking his head, Yu Tongjie returned to the classroom with a relaxed pace.

Ding ding ding, the bell for the end of morning self-study rang.

The class became noisy; some went to have breakfast, and some got up from their seats to go to the bathroom.

Li Hua stood up, stretched in his seat, turned around and asked Jiang Nian.

"Would you like to go to the cafeteria?"

"No." Jiang Nian didn't even raise his head, still looking at the composition template.

If he couldn't get 600 points, he wouldn't be able to say to Zhou Yuting, "You're a piece of trash who couldn't even get 600 points." Even though the hope was slim, he still wanted to try.

Don't underestimate the bond of hatred!

When Jiang Nian thought of Zhou Yuting, he remembered the rich son-in-law Zhou Yuting was looking for, the ugly rich son-in-law Liu Feipeng.

Jiang Nian believed that if Liu Feipeng was as handsome as himself, Zhou Yuting would have accepted him long ago.

This is not bragging, he can still mix in the circle with 300 yuan of pocket money a month. He is simply the Bear Grylls among high school students, and he has made a living by relying on his face.

You can say he used to be a bootlicker, but you can't say he paid tribute.

Three hundred yuan a month was enough for Zhou Yuting to pay tribute occasionally. Sometimes, Zhou Yuting would even have to pay a little more after a month.

This is what being poor is like, you can’t get any money out of it.

Liu Feipeng would occasionally treat Jiang Nian to a meal, but Jiang Nian would rarely go, and if he did go, he would buy water or fruit.

Therefore, there is no such thing as Jiang Nian taking advantage of other men. He only took a little bit of financial advantage of Zhou Yuting.

He was such a principled man that he didn't feel the slightest bit of indebtedness towards Liu Feipeng, only pure hatred. But since he didn't see him often, he didn't think much about it.

If possible, he also thought about using his own savings of more than 200,000 yuan to severely humiliate Liu Feipeng.

After all, Liu Feipeng is just a son who has more pocket money because of his father's status. No matter how much more, he still has 200,000 yuan to spend at will?

Unless his father died today and the inheritance fell on him, before college, Liu Shao would probably only be able to live a tight life with only a few thousand yuan a month.

As for what will happen in the future, how can we be sure?
If my friend had millions of dollars when the university started, he would be jealous of this idiot. Of course, this is just a thought, not the return of the Dragon King. This kind of idiotic plot of showing off wealth feels good when pretending, but you will regret it after pretending.

Li Hua left and took Ma Guojun to the cafeteria.

Ten minutes later, the two returned smelling like chive pancakes. Li Hua wanted to come over to chat, but Jiang Nian pushed him away with a book.

"Get lost, you are so wicked."

In principle, self-study should last until 8:30 and students can leave the classroom half an hour before the exam starts, but some people leave for the exam room early around 8:15.

The classroom was bustling with people, and many people stood up to pack their things. Li Hua had already left, and he only took two pens with him, and nothing else.

Ma Guojun had rhinitis, and habitually put a pack of tissues in his pocket. When Jiang Nian saw this, he snatched another small pack of tissues from his pocket, which made him feel distressed.

"Damn it, you're just as bad as Li Hua, you're stealing even though you don't need it!"

"You're not right. If I don't use it, can't I give it to someone else?" Jiang Nian touched his face. "What if there's a 1.5-meter-tall white-haired little girl sitting in front of me in the exam room, and she has the Evil King's True Eye?"

"You idiot, do you think this is Tokyo?" Ma Guojun cursed.

Jiang Nian laughed, looking nonchalant. So what? Anyway, I got a pack of green tea paper, which is a high-level magic material.

There were already one or two people from other classes waiting in the corridor outside, and they curiously poked their heads into the classroom.

"Which examination room are you in?" Jiang Nian returned to his seat to get his things, which he had already packed.

Zhang Ningzhi had been reviewing seriously during morning reading and self-study, and only now had time to pack her pencil bag. When she heard his voice, she put down what she was holding and looked up.

"It's in this building, 504. It should be upstairs."

"Okay, I'm in the building for the second year of high school, so I'll go first..." Jiang Nian was still standing on his seat, holding a transparent stationery bag and mineral water, looking like he was about to leave.

"Oh, okay, bye." Zhang Ningzhi waved, thought for a moment and added, "Come on!"

Jiang Nian smiled and nodded.

"Okay, come on."

Li Qingrong had left long ago, so Jiang Nian didn't have to think about whether to go with the monitor. Exams are not like dating, there's no need to hesitate.

Everyone has their own personality, which makes it easier to get along with each other.

Yang Qiming was walking to the examination room, and he bumped into Jiang Nian at the stairs. He was about to stumble, but Jiang Nian quickly caught him.

"Thank you." Yang Qiming suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Jiang Nian and Yang Qiming had no interactions except for seeing him quarrel with his girlfriend in the milk tea shop and knowing about the misunderstanding between him and Lin Dong.

"It's okay. Why do you look so bad? It's like you haven't slept all night."

Hearing this, Yang Qiming couldn't help but complain.

Huang Cailang kept snoring last night. Everyone in the dormitory was asleep except him. He was the only one awake. He was tortured by the snoring for half the night before he fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning and asked myself, damn, I was the only one in the dormitory who didn’t sleep well.

But because he and Jiang Nian were just nodding acquaintances, it was not easy to tell him these things. Besides, Huang Cailang was really kind to him, they were almost like brothers.

Forget it.

"Hey, it's okay, I just have some insomnia." Yang Qiming and Jiang Nian went down the stairs together and parted ways on the first floor. "Let's go, my exam room is in the first grade building."

"Yeah." Jiang Nian walked towards the building where the second grade students lived.

On the other side, Ma Guojun forgot to bring his 2B pencil, and halfway through his walk to the examination room he turned back and walked back to the classroom.

Although it would be faster to buy a pen, it was only the Chinese language test, so it didn't matter. I wouldn't be late, so there was no need to waste money.

Even if I wasted my energy, it didn't affect the exam at all. I couldn't do well in Chinese, even if I was energetic. Maybe I could do better in the exam if I walked more.

After finally climbing to the fourth floor, the fat man was exhausted and out of breath.

"Fuck, I'm so tired."

He slowly walked to the entrance of the corridor and found his book frame from a pile of book baskets. He suddenly felt extremely lucky that he had grabbed a good position with Jiang Nian.

I have to say, Jiang Nian is really something.

Otherwise, if the book basket is placed at the innermost or outermost position, it will either be inconvenient to take the books or the books will be unsafe.

What? How could books be unsafe?

I can only say that I didn't know how dangerous the school was and how evil people were. If you meet someone with a byd heart, they will just stomp on your book basket when they pass by and don't like it.

Are you going to check the surveillance? Besides, this is not a corridor, and there is no surveillance.

Ma Guojun found a 2B pencil from the book basket and went down the stairs on the other side. His eyes casually swept across the book basket on the stairs, and suddenly he was attracted by a capital letter "Yu".

"Hmm?" Ma Guojun stopped and muttered to himself, "The word 'Yu' is written so showy, could it be written by that idiot Yu Tongjie?"

Thinking of this, Ma Guojun bent down and flipped through the test paper, and sure enough, he saw Yu Tongjie's name.

"Why did this idiot put the book basket on the stairs? Isn't he afraid of tripping someone?"

Ma Guojun looked around and saw no one on the stairs. He couldn't help but get nervous for a moment, then he decisively raised his fat legs and threw a Nike at the book basket!

Click! A subtle sound was heard!

I have to say that the quality of Nike's soles is really good, and the book basket has a big crack on it.

After doing all this, the fat man felt guilty and just slipped away down the stairs.

(End of this chapter)