Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 64 - 56. It’s still early before the end of the war

Dubian Che hung up his suit and other easily wrinkled clothes, neatly disposed of his unused shopping bags, and imdiately continued working on the test papers for the second year of high school.

After finishing and correcting all of them, by the second day of the three-day holiday in the wee hours, the system had refreshed.

**Items: Detector (1/1000), Healing dicine (1/1000), Fruit Knife (1/1000)**

Dubian Che blinked his eyes and consoled himself not to panic, considering it was worth 1000 points, how could it possibly just be a fruit knife?

He clicked on the description.

**Fruit Knife: Unequaled sharpness, the skin peels off without sticking to the blade (please handle carefully, because it is too sharp; if you cut off your finger, there will be a delay in pain sensation, but it guarantees that blood will not stick to the blade)**

"You really are just for peeling fruit, huh!"

Dubian Che was stupefied.

Don’t panic, Dubian, there are still skills left! You still have a chance to turn things around!

**Skills: Entry-level—Calligraphy (100), Master—Camping (1000), Master—Photography (10,000), Grandmaster—Car Repair (100,000)**

"Car Repair... I, I won’t swear, I won’t swear," Dubian Che closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Relying on the system for revenge? What kind of bizarre skills did it refresh? Should I beco a car chanic or succeed Chen Guanxi?

Impossible!

First, Jiutiao ijie would never allow him to repair cars!

Second, whether or not to take pictures is also up to Jiutiao ijie! It’s even possible that he might end up being the one photographed!

"I’m so mad!"

The re thought of having to continue to be a kept man, carefully dealing with the whimsical Jiutiao ijie, made Dubian Che very uncomfortable.

He did 2 sets of 50 push-ups and 2 sets of 50 sit-ups in one go, so exhausted he couldn’t move, before he finally cald down.

Dubian Che had no hope for July.

After all, the system was fantastic, so fantastic that it had sothing for every one of the three hundred and sixty professions, even car repair, and because it was so fantastic, the chances of refreshing exactly the right skill for revenge were very, very slim.

You can’t rely on the system, you can only rely on yourself!

Believe in yourself, Dubian, you can do it!

The next morning, Dubian Che still ran along Shinjuku Avenue, from "Shibuya Station" to "Shinjuku Imperial Garden", then ca back and did radio calisthenics.

In the dayti, he didn’t study but went out to have fun with Kunii Shuichi and Saito Huijie, taking the ti to clear his mind.

This ti Jiutiao ijie didn’t call to "check up on him," it seed that n were not within her range of suspicion.

In the morning, the three of them went to Toyosu Park for fishing.

The park near the coast of Tokyo Bay was full of n with fishing rods, ranging in age from those who couldn’t even lift their rods to the white-haired who could barely walk.

Dubian Che only caught one trout that had not yet grown enough to be edible, but the other two caught three of various sizes.

In the afternoon, they went to Fenghai Sports Park’s camping site, renting an outdoor barbecue spot for a self-serve barbecue.

Throughout the day, neither Kunii Shuichi nor Saito Huijie noticed that the clothes he wore today were expensive.

From this, as a "traditional young man," Dubian Che admitted that the two were "real n".

After all, many n nowadays could discuss costics with won, were as familiar with various styles of clothing as if they were a part of the family, and had their tables covered with jars and bottles like little hills.

Considering that humans with increasingly affluent material lives began to pursue refinent, Dubian Che had to admit they might be a trend of the future.

Of course, it wasn’t necessarily so.

After all, it’s in n’s nature to be inherently lazy and rough when it cos to grooming themselves.

They would rather put their thoughts into cars, computers, and sneakers.

Then there were so n who couldn’t be bothered to go out and buy clothes for a whole year but would spend money to dress up gaming characters in pretty dresses, with ticulous requirents about whether the dress was flowy, how much was revealed when walking, whether it had lace edges, and so on.

n are strange creatures.

As a man, Dubian Che sotis couldn’t understand these fellows and himself.

On the last day of the three-day holiday, he studied seriously in his rental room for the whole day, of course, maintaining his running and evening swim.

Only by maintaining enough energy, was it more beneficial for studying and working, a point that must be rembered.

On the first day of school in June, Tokyo officially entered the rainy season, pouring rain.

Dubian Che got off the train at Shibuya Station, mixed into the crowd heading to Goda High School with his umbrella up.

At the school gate, he was scrutinized by the on-duty Discipline Committee mber as if he was a criminal under a policeman’s gaze, as though he could pull out a handgun from his backpack at any mont.

Perhaps that would be a scenario to prevent in the future, but for now, Dubian Che could only be ready to pull out a fruit knife at any ti.

That morning, as he changed into his indoor shoes, he encountered Kiyono Lin, who, apart from her beauty and intelligence, was utterly useless.

"Kiyono, the results are coming out at noon today."

"Hm?"

"I got the test answers from Mr. Xiaoquan and estimated the scores; I think your situation isn’t looking good."

"Are you bragging that you’re more favored by Mr. Xiaoquan? I stopped playing that ga in kindergarten, go find your girlfriend."

"...What I ant is, my score is very high!" Dubian Che looked at the profile of Kiyono Lin, "If it happens to be number one, what will beco of you?"

Kiyono Lin slightly turned her body away, her back facing Dubian Che.

"I know boys are more vigorous in the morning, and I admit that my charm is indeed irresistible, but Mr. Dubian, I didn’t expect you to harass in school so early in the morning."

"I have a girlfriend!"

Kiyono Lin smiled, "Co on, Mr. Dubian, stop dreaming so early in the morning—it’s ti to wake up."

"Jiutiao ijie agreed to be my girlfriend; weren’t you there when she said it?!"

"Ah, you’re talking about that. I an, you’re delusional to think you could be number one."

"Just watch!"

Not just the two of them, other students were also focused on this freshman ranking competition.

When Dubian Che walked into the classroom, Saito Keisuke, who had arrived surprisingly early, egged him on, "Dubian, go ask Mr. Xiaoquan for a hint."

"Wouldn’t we know by noon?"

"Don’t you want to know beforehand? You could lord it over Kiyono, and Jiutiao... well, Jiutiao is your girlfriend, so never mind her."

"You don’t count on Kiyono Lin anyway."

"Why?! I’ve been studying hard!"

Dubian Che placed his backpack and took out his textbook, looking at Saito said, "Alright, Saito, stop dreaming so early in the morning—it’s ti to wake up."

"I always feel like you’re asking for a beating with that tone."

"I feel the sa," Dubian Che admitted.

The morning classes passed amidst restless excitent, with students trying to get ranking information from teachers beforehand, all to no avail.

During the English class, Xiaoquan Aonai glanced at Dubian Che a few tis, but he didn’t understand the aning and didn’t ask.

He was confident that he would be first!

By noon, the notice board on the first floor was crowded with people. Since the freshman floor was the highest, Kunii Shuichi simply asked a senior from the baseball club to help him take a look.

In fact, it wasn’t that complicated.

An unknown senior wedged at the very back, with a voice no weaker than Kunii Shuichi’s, bellowed out the rankings and scores.

"Freshman! First place! Kiyono Lin! 888 points!"

Such a malicious number, Dubian Che suspected she did it on purpose!

But more than that...

Damn it! I studied all night! Why can’t I beat this literary girl who’s always reading miscellaneous books!

What happened to the saying, "hard work pays off"? All lies!

Dubian Che looked towards the walkway between the school building and the activity rooms, as if he saw Kiyono Lin, who was on her way to the activity room, flipping her long hair with a disdainful snort, mocking his ridiculous behavior in the morning.

But, Dubian Che wasn’t the only one feeling miserable.

For example, other boys in the class either looked dejected or let out regretful wails.

’Hey, hey, did you guys really think you could be first? Such daring drears you are. But since Kiyono Lin is first, I should be second. Second isn’t bad; it shows progress and gives a goal to strive for in the future. Besides, even if I were first, I wouldn’t dare...’

"Second place! Jiutiao ijie! 887 points!"

"Impossible!" Dubian Che, while consoling himself, joined the wailing chorus.

He... he... was third again!

This was the third ti now! The third ti without any progress!

"Third place! Dubian Che! 886 points!"

Just one point behind, and that was only because he had the dumb luck to ask Kiyono Lin about the "Northern Four Islands dispute" right before the exam!

"Fourth place! Tanihara Kenji! 841 points!"

"Fifth place! Anton Shuhei! 837 points!"

Overall, the scores of all freshn in the school had increased, particularly among the boys.

But with that, wouldn’t Jiutiao ijie be kicked out of the Human Observation Departnt? Great!

Freedom!

Suddenly there was so commotion by the notice board, and looking down from the third-floor corridor window, Dubian Che saw the principal was posting sothing new on the notice board.

What was so important that the principal himself would co to post it?

Soon enough, the principal cleared everyone’s doubts as he took a gaphone from the gym teacher.

"Hey, I have sothing to tell you all. Jiutiao’s math test was short one point. So this ti, the first place is both Kiyono and Jiutiao, second place is Dubian Che, and everyone else moves up a spot.

By the way, I’d like to summarize the results of this tri-school exam. Our school has achieved spectacular results, all thanks to the hard work of our teachers and students. In this exam, a large group of students showed great improvent. I..."

Watching the principal, who started talking to the whole school and then droned on and on, Dubian Che deeply realized that everyone in the world has a hard ti.

But he, Dubian Che, didn’t lose out, did he? Improvent was what mattered.

As for whether the scores were calculated incorrectly, who the Minister of the Human Observation Departnt was, and with his bad luck (referring to system refresh), Dubian Che, who was less than stellar at exams, couldn’t care less, and he didn’t want to bother with it.