The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

The morning sun finally pierced through the thin mist, casting the boy's long shadow on the track.

As soon as he entered the classroom, he saw Li Zihan huddled in her seat, clutching a sausage tightly in her hand.

"Brother Zhi... why does your face look even worse than pig liver?"

Li Zihan shrank her neck and carefully handed over the sausage.

Chen Zhi snatched the sausage, tore open the packaging in a few quick movements, and took a big bite.

"Li Zihan, starting tomorrow, let's go for a morning run together."

Chen Zhi chewed as he mumbled something indistinctly.

Li Zihan's face fell instantly, and the pen in her hand dropped to the ground.

"No, Brother Zhi... I'm so weak, I'd fall apart after just a couple of steps..."

"Enough with the nonsense, this is an order."

Chen Zhi patted his shoulder with such force that Li Zihan almost crawled under the desk.

Lin Wanwan sat diagonally behind her, resting her chin on her hand, watching the scene with great interest.

Just then, the homeroom teacher, Ms. Wang, walked into the classroom in high heels, holding a notice in her hand.

Wang Qian tapped the roster in her hand lightly twice on the lectern, making a crisp sound.

Chalk dust danced wildly in the beams of sunlight, instantly silencing the murmurs that had filled the classroom.

"I've seen the roster."

Wang Qian rested her hands on the edge of the lectern, her gaze sweeping over the group of young faces below like a searchlight.

"We are all freshmen and will soon be undergoing military training. We, the teachers and students, have just met and don't know each other well, so the class committee election will be held after the military training."

She paused, then tapped her finger on the list.

"We need to choose a temporary class monitor to handle miscellaneous tasks during this period. Anyone willing to volunteer?"

The previously excited classroom suddenly fell silent.

The air seemed to freeze, and the only sound was the creaking of the ceiling fan overhead.

The vast majority of students lowered their heads in perfect unison, afraid of making eye contact with their homeroom teacher.

Chen Zhi idly twirled the ballpoint pen in his hand.

This kind of thankless and arduous work can be done by whoever wants to.

He caught a glimpse of a figure moving rapidly to his right.

Li Jiahao's buttocks felt like they had nails in them, and he kept twisting and turning on that wooden chair.

The kid had half his body sticking out of the aisle, his neck stretched out long, and his restless hands were rummaging in and out of the table, as if he wanted to raise his hand, but then hesitantly pulled it back.

He's a typical case of having the desire to steal but not the courage.

I want to stand out in front of the whole class and act like a big shot, but I'm also afraid of being the first to stick my neck out and getting scolded for not doing things well later.

Wang Qian waited for half a minute, and seeing that the bunch of little brats below were all like quails, she snorted softly.

"Since no one is volunteering, I'll just appoint someone directly."

In that instant, Li Jiahao's buttocks slumped back into the chair, his shoulders slumped, and he scratched his hair in frustration.

Wang Qian picked up the roster and circled it with a red pen.

"Chen Zhi got first place in the placement test, right? You'll be the acting class monitor."

Chen Zhi abruptly stopped twirling his pen, and the pen fell to the table with a "thud".

What I feared most came to pass.

Before he could even refuse, Wang Qian's voice rang out again.

"The vice class monitor will be Pei Ningxue, who ranked second."

"This is just an acting position, mainly to assist me with class affairs during military training. We'll have a formal election after military training ends."

Wang Qian waved her hand decisively.

"Alright, class monitor and vice class monitor, stand up and let everyone recognize your faces."

Chen Zhi sighed and slowly stood up from his seat.

He had one hand in his school uniform pocket, his face clearly showing the words "forced to work".

At the same time, another figure slowly stood up.

That was Lin Wanwan's new deskmate.

Chen Zhi turned his head to the side, his gaze passing over the rows of people.

Pei Ningxue.

The girl was tall and slender. The school uniform did not make her look bulky at all; instead, it accentuated her cool and aloof figure.

A few strands of hair fell around her cheeks, and her skin was so white it was almost transparent, gleaming like porcelain in the morning light.

Her face was expressionless, showing neither the shyness of being called out nor the excitement of being elected; it was just a blank, indifferent calm.

That look, that aura.

Chen Zhi clicked his tongue inwardly.

She looks like the kind of woman who will become the unattainable white moonlight in the hearts of countless men.

It seems the girls in our class are all quite beautiful. With Lin Wanwan, Li Zhiyi, and Pei Ningxue, they are all school beauties.

It seems there will be plenty of people from other classes coming to watch the excitement outside the classroom from now on.

The eyes of the entire class darted back and forth between the two, and whispers buzzed like flies.

"Sit down."

Wang Qian nodded in satisfaction, seemingly approving of the achievements and image of this "golden couple".

"Everyone else, please preview the first lesson on your own. Chen Zhi, come out with me for a moment."

Chen Zhi resignedly stuffed the pen back into the pencil case and walked out of the classroom under Li Zihan's sympathetic gaze.

In the hallway, Wang Qian handed him a newly printed form.

"This is a military training uniform size chart. Take it back and have everyone fill it out. Height, weight, and shoe size must be accurate. Don't give me a rough estimate, or the uniforms won't fit, and I'll have to argue with the logistics department."

"Understood, teacher."

Chen Zhi took the form, glanced at the categories, and answered listlessly.

"Cheer up! What's wrong with you, young man? You look like you haven't eaten."

Wang Qian slapped him on the back and walked towards the office with the clatter of her high heels.

Chen Zhi held the thin piece of paper in his hand and turned back.

As soon as I reached the back door of the classroom, I heard a noisy commotion inside.

Below the podium, Li Jiahao was holding a brightly colored notebook, hopping and leaping around in the aisle like a peacock with its tail feathers spread.

"Hey everyone, please write down your QQ numbers! I created this class group specifically to make it easier for everyone to communicate!"

Li Jiahao slammed his notebook on the desk of the girls in the first row, raising his voice loudly as if afraid others wouldn't know he was up to something important.

"From now on, I'll post any assignments or announcements in the group chat. We're all classmates, so let's help each other out!"

The girl held the pen awkwardly, unsure whether to write or not.

Seeing this, Li Jiahao got even more excited, leaning forward until half of his buttocks were almost on the other person's desk.

"Don't be shy, Lin Wanwan, why don't you write it down too? If you have any questions in the future, you can ask me in the group."

As he spoke, his eyes kept glancing at Lin Wanwan, and he twirled his pen rapidly, thinking himself extremely dashing.

Chen Zhi stood at the door, a playful sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

Jiahao is the best at this.

Under the guise of creating a group chat, their real purpose was to collect the contact information of all the girls in the class.

They were especially there because of Lin Wanwan.

In his eyes, who had lived a whole life, this kind of trick was simply childish and laughable.

If you really wanted what was best for the class, why didn't you step forward when we were electing the class monitor?

Now it's jumping out to become the center of attention.

Chen Zhi strode into the classroom and walked straight behind Li Jiahao.

Li Jiahao was speaking animatedly when he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder.

A hand pressed heavily on his shoulder blade, so hard that half of his body went numb.

"Who is it!"

Li Jiahao turned around angrily, only to meet Chen Zhi's eyes, which seemed to be both smiling and not smiling.

"Li Jiahao, are you busy?"

Chen Zhi's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable sense of pressure.

Li Jiahao paused for a moment, then straightened his chest and shook the notebook in his hand.

"Oh, class monitor. I was just thinking of creating a group chat to make it easier for everyone to stay in touch, and I'm currently collecting QQ numbers."

"Statistics on QQ numbers?"

Chen Zhi raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling on his flashy notebook, which was filled with dense writing on most of the page, all of which were girls' names.

"This kind of thing doesn't seem like something you need to worry about, does it?"

Chen Zhi increased the pressure slightly, making Li Jiahao grimace.

"When Teacher Wang was choosing the class monitor, I saw you were glued to your chair, unable to get up. What, now that the teacher's gone, you're all puffed up?"

Several girls nearby couldn't help but cover their mouths and giggle when they heard this.

Li Jiahao's face instantly turned a deep liver color.

Having his thoughts exposed in public and being overwhelmed by Chen Zhi's nonchalant attitude, he felt he had lost face.

"I...I'm just doing this to contribute to the class and make it easier for everyone to communicate in the future. You're just an acting class monitor, what right do you have to tell me what to do?"

Li Jiahao stiffened his neck and tried to shake off Chen Zhi's hand, but found that the other's hand was as immovable as an iron clamp.

"So you know I'm the class monitor?"

Chen Zhi chuckled, released his grip, and casually patted him on the shoulder, as if brushing off some dust.

"Since I'm the class monitor, this kind of statistical work is my responsibility. As for your group chat, it's fine to just invite a few guys to play around in private, but don't bring it out in public and embarrass yourself."

Go back to your seat.

Chen Zhi suppressed his smile and spoke calmly as he finished the last four words.

Li Jiahao gritted his teeth and stared intently at Chen Zhi.

He wanted to argue back, to get angry, but looking at Chen Zhi's calm demeanor and the amused looks from his classmates, half of his anger inexplicably dissipated.

Li Jiahao slammed his notebook shut in anger, glared at Chen Zhi, and slunk back to his seat.

Chen Zhi didn't look at him again, and walked straight to the podium with the form in hand.

He put the form on the lectern, picked up the blackboard eraser, and slammed it down on the table twice.

"Slap! Slap!"

Chalk dust rose up.

The classroom, which had been filled with whispers, fell silent instantly.

Chen Zhi rested his hands on the podium, his gaze sweeping across the entire room.

Without the nervousness and awkwardness of someone going on stage for the first time, he was relaxed, as if he were holding a routine company meeting.

"Everyone, please be quiet."

"First of all, let me clarify that I am an acting class monitor, that is, a temporary worker."

Chen Zhi's clear voice echoed throughout every corner of the classroom.

"My task is very simple: to run errands and handle miscellaneous matters for Teacher Wang during military training. Please don't treat me like any kind of leader; I'm just a tool to serve everyone."

A few soft laughs came from the audience, and the atmosphere immediately relaxed a lot.

Chen Zhiyang waved the form in his hand.

"This is a size chart for military training uniforms. Please pass it around and fill in your own section."

"You must fill in your height, weight, and shoe size truthfully. Don't lie about your height or weight just to save face. If the clothes come out and your pants are too short or you can't button them up, you'll be the ones who are embarrassed."

As he said this, his gaze seemed to casually sweep over several boys who were about to start writing.

The boys froze, silently changing the "175" they were about to fill in back to "168".

"This will only take a few days, so I hope everyone will cooperate. After you finish filling them out, the students in the last row should collect them and hand them to me."

After Chen Zhi finished speaking, he handed the form to the student in the first row.

Lin Wanwan, seated, tilted her head back, winked at him, and mouthed:

Wow, class monitor, you're so handsome!

Chen Zhi rolled her eyes at her, annoyed, and turned to walk off the podium.

As soon as he sat down back in his seat, Li Zihan leaned over and looked at him with admiration.

"Brother Zhi, you were amazing! Li Jiahao's face turned green!"

Li Zihan lowered her voice, excitedly gesturing with her hands and feet.

"That kid loves to show off. He just tried to get Lin Wanwan's QQ number. He should take a good look at himself in the mirror."

Chen Zhi pulled out his Chinese textbook from his schoolbag, casually flipped to a page, and didn't even look up.

"Enough with the nonsense. If you dare to be even a minute late for tomorrow's morning run, I'll show you what real humiliation looks like."

Li Zihan's smile froze on her face instantly. She let out a wail and pretended to be dead, lying on the table.

Chen Zhi leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on Pei Ningxue's back in the front row.

The girl sat upright, her back straight as a pine tree, and was writing something intently with her head down, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with her.

Junior high school life seems to be more exciting than I imagined.