Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 127 - 111: Make the Girls Cry, a Sonic Boom Resonating Throughout the Arena, and Li Qingrong: A Duel Between the Strong!_2

Chapter 127: Chapter 111: Make the Girls Cry, a Sonic Boom Resonating Throughout the Arena, and Li Qingrong: A Duel Between the Strong!_2

Strong or not, watch the steps; fierce or not, listen to the sound.

Wang Yuhe stared dumbly at the shuttlecock that had landed, holding back her tears that were about to fall. She turned around to pick up the shuttlecock, but as she rose, she couldn’t hold back anymore.

Tears fell down with a patter as she cried while serving.

The few onlookers were stunned, holy shit, there’s really a pro here. In three shots, he actually made the girl cry. First time seeing a girl who cries and smashes the shuttlecock at the same time.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

Wang Yuhe continued to cry, wiping tears non-stop, with each smash stronger than the last.

Jiang Nian also felt awkward; he didn’t expect Wang Yuhe to really shed tears. He decided to ease up, gently feeding her the ball. Dude, I’m being gentle enough, so stop crying, damn it.

Still crying, I’ll jump up and smash another one at you.

After smashing a few shots, Wang Yuhe realized the opponent was going easy on her. She wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, seeing so many people watching, she simply bowed her head and exited the court.

On the court, Jiang Nian felt extremely awkward, receiving gazes from all directions.

Especially when he saw Yao Beibei and Zhang Ningzhi standing under the tree outside the court. At that moment, she was pulling Zhang Ningzhi, whispering something while pointing at Jiang Nian.

Ha? Is that lowbred girl talking bad about your dad again?

I’ll throw your homework book in the boys’ toilet tank another day!

"You’re really mean, smashing the ball so hard." Chen Yunyun looked at Jiang Nian with a resentful gaze, then turned and hugged Wang Yuhe to comfort her softly.

Jiang Nian chuckled and didn’t take it to heart.

Calculating roughly, beating Wang Yuhe only used thirty percent of his strength. Don’t underestimate the stamina of high school boys, that’s the prime of life, capable of breaking bed boards.

He held his racket, planning to leave the court and let someone else play.

Suddenly, a graceful figure walked over from the playground. She stopped about four or five meters in front of Jiang Nian, looking at him curiously.

Her gaze carried a hint of inquiry, scanning him up and down.

"Do you want to play badminton?"

Jiang Nian was slightly taken aback, glancing at Li Qingrong before him.

She was wearing a windbreaker jacket in white and purple colors, with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. Her high ponytail was tied with a yellow bunny hair tie.

The hair tie was quite cute.

Especially paired with the expressionless face of the class monitor, the contrast made it even cuter.

"Sure."

He remembered Li Qingrong had pretty good athletic skills, not even panting much after running three kilometers. If she played badminton, her level should be quite good.

"Let’s go over there." Li Qingrong nodded her head, signaling him to follow.

"Oh oh."

The badminton court was next to the basketball court, but no net was usually set up. Students needed to fetch the net from the equipment room during PE classes and hang it on the poles themselves.

The place where Li Qingrong played was in a corner between two academic buildings, forming an enclosed area.

The only advantage is..... the sound when swinging the racket is quite loud.

In simple terms, it’s like having good sound effects in a game. The feel of hitting is the same, but the sound effects enhance the gaming experience.

Seeing the two leave, a few boys from class three couldn’t help but feel curious.

"Let’s go, let’s take a look."

"The class monitor is going to play against Jiang Nian, who do you think will win?"

"Who knows, but Jiang Nian certainly wouldn’t go easy. A real man wouldn’t go easy when playing against girls. It’s no fun to keep relenting."

Yao Beibei, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but curl her lips.

"A bunch of straight guys."

Saying that, she pulled Zhang Ningzhi along toward that direction.

"Quick, quick, let’s go take a look too. If we’re late, there won’t be a good spot left."

"Huh? Oh oh."

Zhang Ningzhi, confused, followed along, but internally wondered if Jiang Nian would also smash if she played against him.

The group of people originally playing around the ping pong table were urging to finish the "Emperor" game quickly. Hearing the explosive sounds, they all turned to the badminton area.

Now seeing the class monitor about to play against Jiang Nian, they couldn’t be bothered waiting for the right to serve. They pulled a few people over, Sun Zhicheng being one of them.

Although he didn’t want to admit it, a few badminton shots indeed looked cooler than ping pong.

The few people walking together laughed and joked, discussing who might win.

Sun Zhicheng glanced towards Chen Yunyun, who was helping Wang Yuhe head in that direction.

He couldn’t help but speculate that Jiang Nian’s overly straightforward actions today might have made Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe uncomfortable.

After all, even he, a guy, felt it was a bit ... ungentlemanly. Even if another guy was playing, getting smashed might break one’s spirit.

To be publicly smashed, then embarrassingly fetch the ball... just imagining it... too awkward.

No wonder Wang Yuhe cried.

At the same time, he felt a bit relieved; Jiang Nian wasn’t the perfect gentleman. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have any chance, and that was his breakthrough.

On the basketball court.

Li Hua, after being "Aruba’d" by the boys, was much cleaner and not only stopped his bad habit of grabbing during defense, but also became very civilized and polite.

A cheeky guy just needs a good "Aruba"!

He made a board shot, turned around, and found no one defending him, and couldn’t help but get angry. What was the meaning of this, isolating the almighty me, trying to stage a school coup?

"What are you looking at?"

"Come on, the class monitor and Jiang Nian are playing badminton, let’s go watch." Ma Guojun urged.

"Watch...?" Li Hua hadn’t finished his sentence when he suddenly understood, "You said the class monitor is going to thrash Jiang Nian in badminton? I gotta see that."

"Let’s go!!"

The small badminton court gathered at least twenty people, half of whom came for Li Qingrong.

It wasn’t as exaggerated as filming a movie, just a high turnout. Usually, there were a few girls around her, and during PE it became seven or eight.

Among them, a few boys who came along, wanting to join in playing with the girls.

Li Qingrong handed a racket to Jiang Nian from outside the court, and just by its appearance, one could tell it wasn’t cheap.

"Play your best, no need to let me win."

"Huh? Oh." Jiang Nian nodded, thinking to himself, you said it. He couldn’t help but praise, "Class monitor, your hair tie looks great."

Li Qingrong lowered her eyes, hesitated for a moment, and asked.

"Do you need me to go easy?"

Hmm? Go easy? Which kind of "go easy"?

Sorry, overthought, I’ll go reflect.

"Haha, no need." Jiang Nian realized and waved it off, "Class monitor, you should give it your all too, otherwise it wouldn’t be fun to play."

Li Qingrong thought for a moment and nodded.

"Okay."

Once both were in position, Jiang Nian habitually stood in the right backcourt without any particular stance.

Posing too much is a bit pretentious, and with so many people, it’s embarrassing.

Li Qingrong didn’t even take off her jacket, raised her hand, and served.

The game started with the two playing it safe, doing some flat exchange before beginning to powerfully lob the shuttle.

Lobbing is fundamental in badminton, it resolves all the fancy stuff.

The shuttle flew high, with a crisp bang sound, drawing a high arc in the air.

The rally began, and the crowd’s tension escalated.

Li Qingrong also had a strong burst power. Faced with a high lob from Jiang Nian, she seized the opportunity to smash it.

She jumped high, and with a bang, the explosive sound echoed between the academic buildings.

There was a gasp of cold air all around; it was damn impressive.

"The class monitor is too fierce, damn!"

"She doesn’t even look strong, but her power is intense. That smash almost scared the piss out of me."

"This is the power of gentleness, buddy, go take a slap from the class monitor."

"Your mom!"

Jiang Nian didn’t catch it, he could only lower his head to pick up the shuttle.

Mainly, that hit from Li Qingrong was quite powerful, it left him a bit shocked, the class monitor was too contrasting.

Outside the court, Chen Yunyun, watching Jiang Nian pick up the shuttle, hugged Wang Yuhe and said.

"Yuhe, see, the bad guy got his comeuppance."

At the moment he served, Jiang Nian felt thrilled. A stronger Li Qingrong was a good thing; it meant he could really enjoy the game, and directly.....

Bang!! Bang!!

The two began exchanging smashes, following a smash with a tricky diagonal, moving again for another smash.

In the twelfth-grade building, Qianbao, wearing a Little Bee headset, was teaching an Olympic competition class next door. Hearing the sharp bang bang bang sounds, they couldn’t stand it, opened the window and said.

"Who is setting off fireworks down there!"