The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

When the Peking University admission letter arrived at his home, Chen Zhi was sprawled on the sofa, munching on a watermelon. Old Chen and Ms. Zhang Guifang held the letter with such fervor that they practically wanted to offer it up before their ancestral tablets and burn incense.

Chen Zhi remained calm.

For him, getting into Peking University was a basic requirement, nothing to get excited about. In contrast, he was more eager to get something else sorted out—his driver's license.

It's so inconvenient not having a car.

Whether it's taking Lin Wanwan to explore the woods or picking up Pei Ningxue to get some business secrets, we can't always just use shared bikes or take taxis, right?

So, with half of the summer vacation still left, Chen Zhi, carrying the money Zhang Guifang had sponsored, went straight to the driving school.

To avoid suffering, he directly enrolled in the most expensive VIP class.

Five thousand eight, three people in one car, air conditioning on all day, training vehicle pick-up and drop-off, emphasizing a premium experience.

Jiangcheng Qibu Driving School, VIP lounge.

Chen Zhigang had just finished reviewing the question bank for the theory test when a man and a woman walked in through the door.

The girl walking in front looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. She had long hair and her makeup was quite exquisite, but the foundation was a little too thick, and there was a slight color difference between her neck and face.

What's most eye-catching is her outfit.

She wore a loose white short-sleeved shirt on top and super short shorts on the bottom, which were covered by the hem of the shirt and looked like she wasn't wearing anything at all.

Her legs were quite white, long and straight.

Chen Zhi lingered on those legs for about half a second with an eye that was both artistically appreciative and critical, then expressionlessly looked away and continued working on his theory test questions.

There's nothing I can do; my palate has become too picky.

His girlfriend, Lin Wanwan, has well-proportioned and moderately fleshy legs; his good friend, Pei Ningxue, has legs that are simply God's masterpiece, and she often wears black stockings and thick black over-the-knee socks to show them to him; even his good friend, Li Zhiyi, who is gentle and graceful, has legs that are thin and straight.

Compared to these three, the woman in front of me, though she is also a beauty, can't even compare to their leg hair.

That's just a passing grade.

"Has the coach not arrived yet?" The girl took off her sunglasses, her voice slightly coquettish.

The boy following behind her was short, wore black-rimmed glasses, and carried two bottles of iced milk tea and a parasol. He looked like a lowly, subservient sycophant.

"Nuan Nuan, sit here, it's cool here." The boy wiped the sofa next to Chen Zhi attentively.

The girl ignored him, her gaze sweeping around the room before finally settling on Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi was dressed simply today, in a white T-shirt and black shorts, with a newly cut buzz cut, making him look fresh and neat. His face was also impeccable, with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, and a high nose.

The girl's eyes lit up.

She ignored the spot the boy had cleaned and plopped down on the single sofa next to Chen Zhi, with only a small coffee table between them.

"Ugh, it's so hot!"

Chen Zhi didn't even lift his eyelids, his fingers flying across the screen, clicking on the options.

Seeing that Chen Zhi didn't respond, the girl wasn't discouraged. She took out a cushion foundation from her bag to touch up her makeup, and casually moved closer to Chen Zhi: "Handsome, are you also in the VIP class?"

Chen Zhi: "Hmm."

Concise and to the point, incredibly aloof.

The boy carrying the milk tea looked a little uneasy, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and come over, sitting on the other side of the long sofa, staring at Chen Zhi warily.

"My name is Su Nuan, what's yours?"

Su Nuan rested her chin on her hand, her large, eyeliner-lined eyes blinking as she stared intently at Chen Zhi's profile. "Since we're in the same car class, we'll be practicing driving together in the future, so why don't we get to know each other?"

Chen Zhi sighed inwardly.

Being handsome is a hassle; you always attract undesirable romantic interests.

But he's a married man now, and this woman looks like a low-level green tea bitch, so he just can't muster any interest in her.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Chen Zhi decided to use that useful disguise again.

He turned around and gave a simple, honest smile: "Hello, my name is Chen Hansheng."

"Chen Hansheng?"

Su Nuan paused for a moment, feeling that the name was a bit rustic and didn't quite match his handsome face. "The name is quite... quite dignified."

"Did you also just finish the college entrance exam this year?" Su Nuan continued to try and start a conversation, her eyes scanning him up and down. "You don't look very old."

"Yes, I just finished the exam." Chen Zhi nodded.

"What a coincidence! Me too!" Su Nuan's voice rose eight octaves, sounding delighted. "I'm from Jiangcheng No. 3 Middle School. Which school are you from? How did your exams go? Which university are you planning to apply to?"

The bespectacled man next to him also perked up his ears.

In Jiangcheng, although No. 3 Middle School is not as good as No. 1 Middle School, it is still considered a key school.

These days, blind dates are based on household registration, and students are based on their school.

Chen Zhi scratched his newly cut buzz cut and smiled somewhat embarrassedly: "I didn't do very well on the exam, so I can barely get into any school."

"Oh, don't be modest." Su Nuan leaned forward again, her perfume wafting into Chen Zhi's nostrils. "Judging from your appearance, you must have done well on the exam. Did you apply to the provincial university? Or are you going to another city?"

Chen Zhi shook his head, his face earnest: "I want to go to Beijing."

"Beijing is great!" Su Nuan's eyes lit up instantly. "There are so many universities in Beijing, I want to go to Beijing too! Did you apply to Renmin University? Beijing Institute of Technology? Or...?"

She paused deliberately, as if waiting for the most amazing answer.

After all, Chen Zhi's honest and simple demeanor makes him look like a top student.

Looking into her expectant eyes, Chen Zhi smiled slightly and slowly uttered four words:

"Beida Jade Bird".

The air suddenly became quiet.

Su Nuan's smile froze.

"Wh...what?" Su Nuan thought she had misheard. "Peking University, what the hell?"

"Beida Jade Bird."

Chen Zhi looked at him with a calm expression, even with a hint of longing. "I've loved computers since I was a child. I heard that their employment rate is quite high. Besides, it's a university-run enterprise of Peking University. So, round it up, I guess I'm a Peking University student."

Su Nuan: "..."

How could someone so lucky as to get into Peking University?!

That's a vocational school, bro!

Su Nuan instantly lost interest in talking to Chen Hansheng.

She originally thought she had met a promising prospect—handsome, a VIP student, and possibly a rich second-generation or a top student.

Is it just a pretty face?

Or is he a poor student who has to go to a vocational school?

Su Nuan's charming smile vanished instantly, and she shrank back, widening the distance between herself and Chen Zhi.

"Oh...that's good, learning a skill will keep you from starving."

Su Nuan's tone turned cold, and she turned her head to play with her phone, not looking at Chen Zhi again.