Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance-Chapter 953 - 688: Changing Fate Is a Bit Expensive (Part 2)

Chapter 953: Chapter 688: Changing Fate Is a Bit Expensive (Part 2)

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The next day.

Jiang Nian still got up early and knocked on the door opposite. At the end of the corridor, cool strands of rain drifted outside the window.

It started raining again in the latter half of the night. This damn weather is really at odds with the exam.

This time, it was Song Xiyun, looking unnatural, who opened the door.

"Morning."

"Morning... morning." Song Xiyun’s eyes darted around, avoiding eye contact with him. "Qianqian is freshening up."

She sidestepped to make room, "You can come in first."

After a moment, Song Xiyun, with her head down, noticed no movement. Looking up, Jiang Nian was still standing at the door.

The other party seemed to be sizing her up?

Song Xiyun felt uneasy, lowered her gaze slightly, and softly asked, "Wh... what’s the matter?"

At this time, the day had not yet broken. The light at the entrance was dim, Jiang Nian didn’t speak, and reached towards her face.

Song Xiyun was startled, her whole being was frozen like a fairy.

However, when Jiang Nian’s hand was just two fingers away from her face, he suddenly paused.

He pointed to the corner of Song Xiyun’s mouth and spoke to remind her.

"You didn’t clean off the toothpaste foam."

Song Xiyun’s heart trembled faintly, as if someone had squeezed it and then released it, secreting a continuous sour sensation.

"Huh?"

She hurriedly wiped it off, with a trace of fleeing in embarrassment.

Downstairs.

The three of them stood side by side on the steps, looking up at the rain clouds in the sky. The rain drizzled down, and moss grew near the gutters.

"It’s raining."

"Yes."

"You’re such a big-headed idiot!" Xu Qianqian punched him and angrily said, "At this time, you shouldn’t be saying that!"

"Three people biking isn’t convenient. Will you volunteer to take the bus?"

Jiang Nian hesitated, "I don’t have any strong opinions."

"Alright." Xu Qianqian took a deep breath and turned to him, "Then say what I say."

"Okay." Jiang Nian nodded, compliant, "Three people biking isn’t convenient. You volunteer to take the bus."

"You should take the bus!" Xu Qianqian grabbed his clothes, shaking Jiang Nian back and forth like a rag.

"I... I’ll go." Song Xiyun suggested.

The two looked at her, silent for a second.

"Let him go."

"I’m not going."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qianqian clenched her fist again.

"Jiang, you!"

Wind and rain whipped past, completely shielded by a large raincoat. Xu Qianqian hugged Jiang Nian’s waist tightly, gritting her teeth.

"Slow down! If you fall, I’ll beat you to death!"

Song Xiyun kept her head down, listening to the sound of raindrops on the raincoat, focusing on the road retreating under her gaze.

She could smell the slight scent of plastic raincoat and the rising smell of rain.

.....

"Morning."

Jiang Nian took a step back, seeing Zhao Yiqiu looking normal. He nodded and replied, "Morning."

After thinking, he added a sentence.

"I brought an umbrella."

Old building corridor, outside the exam room.

Zhao Yiqiu turned to look at him, not quite understanding but still responding seriously.

"Hmm, I brought one too."

"That’s good." Jiang Nian felt relieved, waiting for the invigilator to arrive, "By the way, how’s your comprehensive test score?"

"I’m not letting you copy." She stated.

"I didn’t mean to copy." Jiang Nian sighed inwardly, wondering why this person is so stubborn, "Just asking about the score."

Zhao Yiqiu frowned, "Two hundred one."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian paused for a moment. Realizing he had encountered a normal person, he felt comforted.

"How about you?"

"Similar to yours." Jiang Nian wasn’t exactly lying, as the forty points difference was still close enough.

Physics wasn’t his strength, but biology and chemistry were taking off.

However, since the exam was imminent, worrying about these things felt a bit immature, especially since she is a Daoist.

Not being good at exams doesn’t count as a shortcoming.

People should have a specialty. Zhao Yiqiu’s personality, combined with her identity as a Daoist, made her stand out.

From being one-track-minded to becoming straightforward.

Not long after, the invigilator arrived. After clearing the room, they immediately began to arrange the scanning.

"Line up," Zhao Yiqiu reminded.

"Oh, Daoist, you go first." Jiang Nian made space and then obediently lined up behind her.

"What did you call me?"

"Brother Zhao."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yiqiu looked down at her chest.

"When I used to watch martial arts movies, I wrapped my chest for a while. But the fabric wasn’t breathable, and I almost got a rash."

"Overall, modern things are better."

Jiang Nian: "???"

What are you talking about?

What’s with this train of thought, Brother Zhao isn’t Brother Zhao.

"Is that so?" Jiang Nian chuckled, perfunctorily said a couple of words, and refrained from speaking further, "Let’s focus on lining up."

The two then entered the exam room and took their respective seats.

Zhao Yiqiu felt her pocket; she hadn’t brought an exam bag, taking out only an admission ticket.

Ballpoint pen, mechanical pencil.

No more, empty.

She hesitated, turned around, and sincerely asked.

"Do you have extra erasers?"

Jiang Nian was also taken aback, wanting to hand one over but fearing she’d again mention thanking him profusely.

This person seems to have no sense of moderation with reciprocation.

"I do, but..."

"Do I need to pay?" Zhao Yiqiu pondered, "If I make a mistake, I could just use saliva to erase, right?"

"After all, graphite..."

"No, no, you don’t need anything." Jiang Nian broke an eraser in half and gave it to her, "Just use it as you please."

"But, don’t go bowing all the time."

Zhao Yiqiu looked puzzled.

"Why bow?"

"Um... you were..."

"That was because..." Zhao Yiqiu was about to explain when the invigilator at the door stopped her.

"No whispering!"

Zhao Yiqiu’s face changed, and she dutifully turned back.

"The exam hasn’t even started."

Jiang Nian couldn’t help but laugh at the sight. Despite looking fearless, Zhao Yiqiu was actually afraid of teachers.

Three hours later.

Ring, Ring, Ring!!

The invigilator swept the room with sharp eyes, "The exam is over, all examinees stand up and stop writing!"

"Everyone out!"

"That boy! Stop writing immediately!"

At those words, Jiang Nian turned to look at the boy on his left. The boy was sweating profusely, seemingly still filling in his answer sheet.

Both Zhao Yiqiu and Jiang Nian left the exam room, glancing back. The boy had been stopped by the invigilator.

"Urgent and greedy, using strength without heart."

Jiang Nian got curious and asked, "Is there any solution to this?"

"Yes, there is," Zhao Yiqiu nodded, "Fill in answer sheets early."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian’s interest dwindled, looking up at the sky, "Setting aside the nonsensical bit, that’s quite useful."

Inside the exam room, the invigilator continued collecting answer sheets; the corridor was busy with people. With nothing else to do, Jiang Nian asked her again.

"Do Daoists also go to school?"

Zhao Yiqiu said, "When I was born, I encountered life-threatening danger, fortunately, my master intervened..."

Jiang Nian was speechless.

Seeing Jiang Nian not respond, she turned to him, "Actually, I was an abandoned child. I think that might sound more humorous."

Not really, it felt rather grim.

Now, Jiang Nian no longer doubted Chen Yiqiu’s abstract thinking abilities. Even if one wracked their brains, nothing surpassed a casually brilliant strike from a gifted individual.

In her view, this was not abstract but humorous.

Zhao Yiqiu didn’t need Jiang Nian’s input anymore and continued, "My master picked me up during a snowy day, helping me pass through danger but calculated that at eighteen I’d face another calamity. So for eighteen years, he’s been helping change my fate."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian dared not fully believe it and tentatively asked.

"What calamity?"

Zhao Yiqiu solemnly replied, "A lifetime of poverty."

Jiang Nian was skeptical, "People say those in this line face five disadvantages and three shortages. If it’s just being unable to keep money, it shouldn’t be too bad, right?"

He thought for a moment, how he relied on a system altering his fate path during the high school class advancement node. So Zhao Yiqiu’s master using mystical ways to alter fate seemed quite plausible.

And then, he couldn’t resist lowering his voice to ask curiously.

"Is it troublesome to change?"

"It’s a bit expensive."

"Expensive?" Jiang Nian was confused.

"Yes." Zhao Yiqiu nodded, "Scores weren’t high enough, the repeating fee is nine hundred a term, one thousand eight for a year."

Jiang Nian: "That’s not..."