Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

Isn't this an interactive game?

Hmm...

And what kind of B-skill is harmony?

Curious, he put down what he was doing. He got up and started to seriously tidy up his desk, which barely counted as a workstation.

Before long, Wang Yuhe strolled into the classroom.

Chen Yunyun was a step behind.

"Huh?" Wang Yuhe came up to Jiang Nian, stared blankly at him for a moment, "Jiang Nian, what are you doing?"

Jiang Nian paused, glanced at Wang Yuhe.

"Tidying up, getting ready to drop out."

"What?" Wang Yuhe blinked stupidly, then turned to look at Chen Yunyun, strolled over, "Yunyun, he's going to drop out."

Chen Yunyun didn't know what to say, "He's tricking you."

Wang Yuhe's eyes widened instantly and she ran back.

"You're tricking me?"

"What can you do about it?" Jiang Nian didn't care at all, giving Wang Yuhe a look, "Don't disturb me while I'm tidying up."

"You!" Wang Yuhe was angered and walked away.

Chen Yunyun came over, watching him tidy his desk for a while.

"The books aren't aligned."

"What?" Jiang Nian looked up.

"The books aren't aligned with the desk line." Chen Yunyun pointed at the desk line, pursed her lips, "I think it looks better when it's aligned."

Jiang Nian thought about it, and it seemed like she was right.

So he aligned them.

"Give me an objective evaluation." He suddenly stopped what he was doing, asked Chen Yunyun, "How do you think my organizational skills are?"

Chen Yunyun pondered for a while, then squeezed out a sentence.

"Not bad."

What the heck is 'not bad'? It's normal for guys to have slightly messy desks. As long as it's clean, isn't that enough?

"Alright, wait until I'm done tidying and then take a look." Jiang Nian held back his frustration.

It wasn't break time yet, and Chen Yunyun placed a box of fruit on his desk.

"Take a break, want some fruit?"

"Did you buy it?"

"No, I cut it myself," Chen Yunyun said, "I bought a cutting board and fruit knife, it's convenient to cut it myself."

Jiang Nian was stunned for a moment, thinking Yunyun was quite meticulous.

"Oh, okay."

Chen Yunyun sat down at Li Hua's seat, eating slowly with a toothpick, and Wang Yuhe ate one and ran off.

A while later, she appeared again to take another bite.

Jiang Nian gave a deadpan look, then continued to sort things out after replenishing his vitamins. A big stack of papers was piled up into a heap.

Chen Yunyun couldn't hold back from asking.

"Do you need help?"

Jiang Nian shook his head to refuse, then turned to ask her.

"Have you heard this saying?"

"What?"

"When a person leaves for three quarters, they should be looked at with new eyes."

Chen Yunyun: "?"

He didn't explain much, just kept his head down and worked. He managed to tidy up his desk before the lunch break bell.

Ding!

Skill successfully delegated, becoming a weak passive skill.

[Harmony].

Jiang Nian stared at the tidy desk for one second, two seconds, three seconds. A strange feeling suddenly popped into his mind.

It's not harmonious!

If placed this way, it would look even better and be more convenient.

Almost instantly, dozens of organizational techniques flashed through Jiang Nian's mind. His hands moved subconsciously, instinctively optimizing the setup.

He thought while arranging, can anything be placed?

What about positions?

Would it still be harmonious?

In the gaps of his scattered thoughts, the optimization was completed in a few minutes. Originally just a clean desk, it immediately became pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Nian was so thrilled he danced about, quietly left his seat, and pulled Chen Yunyun over to his desk, mouthing the words.

"How about it? (silently)"

Chen Yunyun looked at Jiang Nian, then at the neat desk. Although she didn't quite understand what happened, it was quite comfortable.

"Impressive (silently)."

Jiang Nian was delighted, tugging Chen Yunyun's clothes over to their group. He enforced a bit of harmony for them and collected a small fee from Chen Yunyun.

Pinched her hand.

In the afternoon, Li Hua came right as the lunch bell rang.

Glancing at his seat, he saw an impeccably neat desk. He subconsciously walked forward, took a few steps, then froze.

"Hmm?"