The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

After teasing the soft and docile Li Zhiyi, Chen Zhi's gaze began to search around the classroom.

Class One is, after all, an elite class, and even during breaks, most of the seats are occupied.

Only behind Li Zhiyi was there emptiness.

It was a single desk, all alone in the last row of the classroom, right next to the back door, next to the water dispenser. It provided warmth in winter and ventilation in summer. You could get water when you were thirsty, or sleep directly when you were sleepy. It was practically tailor-made for slacking off.

Chen Zhi pointed to that spot, then turned to Cheng Jun, who was still upset about his phone's crystal exploding: "Is that spot empty?"

Cheng Jun was feeling down; the team fight they'd just lost was too bad. Hearing Chen Zhi's words, he suddenly looked up, his face filled with horror: "You're going to sit there?"

"What? Can't we sit here?" Chen Zhi raised an eyebrow. "Or is the feng shui of this spot bad?"

"No, that's not it..." Cheng Jun stuffed his phone into his pocket, giving Chen Zhi a strange look. "Are you really going to stay in Class One?"

"Director Xie has already spoken, how could I dare not stay?" Chen Zhi shrugged. "Besides, I think the atmosphere in your class is pretty good."

Cheng Jun's lips twitched. Did this guy not understand good or bad words?

He sneered, pointed to the front row of the classroom, then to the back, his tone laced with superiority: "Chen Zhi, don't think you can just coast along after getting into our Class One. Let me give you a little background: our Class One is a 'grades-first' classroom."

"What do you mean?" Chen Zhi asked, intrigued.

Cheng Jun raised his chin, his face full of arrogance: "See those people in the front row?"

Chen Zhi followed his finger and looked.

The first three rows of the classroom were indeed packed. Even during breaks, the students were all absorbed in their studies, not even lifting their heads, their pens flying across the paper as they worked incredibly hard.

"In our class, seating is arranged according to grades."

Cheng Jun lowered his voice, "Those with poor grades, or those whose grades have dropped significantly, can only sit in the front row, which is the special hardship supervision area. That's the closest to the podium, where you get the most chalk dust, and the teacher's spittle can even get on your face. You have to be on tenterhooks to even take a nap."

After saying that, he pointed to the group of people sitting in the back row, and his expression instantly changed to that of a strong person.

"Those with good grades can sit in the back row, which is the 'VIP lounge area'."

Cheng Jun patted his desk, which was fully stocked with snacks, comic books, and a cell phone. "As long as it doesn't disrupt the class, the teachers will turn a blind eye to whatever we do in the back. Here, grades determine everything! Those with good grades are the boss; they can sleep all day and nobody will bother them!"

Chen Zhi was stunned.

He gasped, genuinely marveling, "Such a wonderful system exists..."

"Scared, aren't you?" Cheng Jun heard Chen Zhi gasp and smugly snorted, thinking Chen Zhi was frightened. "Like me, I got full marks on the science section of the last weekly test, ranking fifth in the grade! That's why I'm qualified to sit on this throne, and I've held it for half a month now!"

"Holy crap..."

Chen Zhiyi slapped his thigh, excitedly grabbing Cheng Jun's hand, "Isn't this the class of my dreams?!"

Cheng Jun: "Huh?"

"As long as you get good grades, you can play around as much as you want? And nobody cares?" Chen Zhi asked excitedly.

"Uh...that's how it is in theory." Cheng Jun was baffled by his reaction.

"This is amazing! It's heaven!" Chen Zhi lamented. "Why didn't I apply to transfer here sooner? In Class 10, I had to outwit those idiots, but here I just have to take an exam!"

Damn, he's late.

We took so many detours!

If I had known Class 1 was this humane, I should have brought my bedding and come over on the first day of school!

Cheng Jun looked at Chen Zhi as if he were an idiot.

Is this guy crazy?

Is the exam in Class 1 even humanly possible? The top test-takers here are all like freaks. To even get a spot in the back row, it would be a battle of gods!

"Alright, enough talk." Chen Zhi was full of energy now, patting Cheng Jun on the shoulder. "Thanks, brother, this information is crucial. Save that spot for me, nobody else can take it. I'm going back to move right now!"

After saying that, Chen Zhi turned and left, his steps as light as if he were going to receive an award.

Cheng Jun stood there, stunned, staring at Chen Zhi's retreating figure. After a long pause, he finally managed to stammer, "...Are you crazy?"

……

When I returned to Class 10, the atmosphere in the classroom was a bit strange.

The news that Chen Zhi had been taken away by Director Xie had probably already spread, and everyone was whispering and speculating whether this influential figure who had only been there for a few days was going to suffer.

Chen Zhi ignored the probing gazes and went straight to his seat.

My deskmate, Pei Ningxue, was looking down, holding a book in her hand.

The book remained untouched for a long time.

Hearing the noise beside her, Pei Ningxue's fingers trembled slightly, but she did not look up, maintaining her aloof posture.

Chen Zhi glanced at the book "Five Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Years of Simulation" that she was holding upside down, but didn't expose her. He just quickly started packing his schoolbag.

Textbooks, test papers, water cups...

There wasn't much food, and it was filled up in no time.

"Are you leaving?"

A cold, detached voice came from the side, its emotion unreadable.

Chen Zhi paused in his work and turned his head.

Pei Ningxue finally put down the book she was pretending to read, her beautiful eyes looking at him quietly, her expression complex. There was surprise, reluctance, and a hint of grievance.

Although the two had only been deskmates for a few days.

This person is about to leave.

I feel empty inside.

"Yeah." Chen Zhi slung his backpack over his shoulder, sighed, and said in a deliberately profound tone, "I originally wanted to stay in Class 10 and be with you forever, but Director Xie insisted on exiling me to Class 1. There was nothing I could do; I couldn't disobey the emperor's orders."

Pei Ningxue pursed her lips, her eyelids slightly lowered: "Class One is quite good. It's suitable for studying."

"What's so great about it? I heard that over there are all bookworms. Our Class 10 is much more humane." Chen Zhi leaned closer, grinning at her. "Especially since I don't have a deskmate as beautiful as Pei. How am I going to get through this?"

Pei Ningxue's ears turned red, and she glared at him: "Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and get going."

Chen Zhi chuckled inwardly at her insincere expression.

"Sorry, my good brother."

Chen Zhi toned down his playful grin and his tone became slightly more serious. "I'm going to be a troublemaker in Class One... oh no, I mean, a shining star. Even though we won't be in the same class anymore, our revolutionary friendship will last forever."

Pei Ningxue snorted and turned her head to look out the window: "Who said we're good brothers? Get lost, or you'll be in my way."

"So heartless?"

Chen Zhi wasn't angry. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, even though you're gone, your heart is still here. I'll come find you every morning when we run calisthenics."

The warm breath brushed against her ear, and Pei Ningxue's body stiffened for a moment.

She turned her head sharply and met Chen Zhi's smiling eyes.

"Who...who cares if you come looking for me!"

Pei Ningxue bit her lip, a thin blush rising on her face. "The formations of Class 1 and Class 10 are so far apart, don't run around, or you'll get points deducted."

"What's a few points? It's worth it to see my best buddy again, even if I lose them all."

Chen Zhi straightened up, waved casually, and said, "I'm leaving! Don't miss me too much, or you'll get wrinkles."

After saying that, he picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom without looking back.

Pei Ningxue only slowly withdrew her gaze after Chen Zhi's figure disappeared through the back door.

Looking at the empty tables and chairs beside her, she felt as if a piece of her heart was missing.

"fraud."

Pei Ningxue muttered something under her breath, her eyes slightly red.

She picked up a pen and drew a turtle on the draft paper, then wrote the two characters "Chen Zhi" on the turtle shell.