Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 133 - 115 Words Written on the Chinese Language Test Paper

Chapter 133: Chapter 115 Words Written on the Chinese Language Test Paper

During the first two classes in the morning, the teacher lectured at the front while Jiang Nian pried his eyelids open with his fingers.

Deep blue, why not start directly?

Forget it, save the love for the afternoon.

Damn those videos of college girls he watched yesterday... or maybe it was TikToks of people cosplaying as college girls, ended up with dreams that kept trembling, truly ridiculous.

No, could you send me the link to those jeans?

Slap, he slapped his own face, no more watching tonight.

Really meaningless, the more you scroll through TikTok and life, the duller they get.

"Alright, time for a listening test now." Qianbao’s Little Bee speaker emitted an electronic sound, too lulling and hypnotic, "Take out your notebooks, this time we’re doing dictation of ten words, six fixed phrases."

Jiang Nian mechanically took out his dictation notebook, only hearing Qianbao make a "c" sound. Dazed, he wrote down "coser" and slowly closed his eyes.

Suddenly startled awake, he found the dictation was still going on, which gave him quite a shock.

"What number are we on? What number?" Jiang Nian asked frantically.

Li Hua, busy with crib notes, turned his head.

"The third one, what number did you write... oh, ’coser’, huh, you rascal."

Jiang Nian took a deep breath, ridiculous, he had nodded off for half a minute and even had a dream. Awakened with his heart pounding, his mind was exceptionally clear.

Ignoring Li Hua, he quickly wrote down the fourth word. Then, he turned to Zhang Ningzhi’s dictation and filled in the first three words as well.

After finishing the dictation, he passed forward the notebook and finally let out a sigh of relief.

"So sleepy."

The class had just finished the dictation, and the noise level was a bit chaotic.

At this time, it was permissible to speak loudly, without fear of reprimand.

"How did you fall asleep just now?" Li Hua patted him and asked curiously, "Haven’t you been pretty lively lately? Not sleeping in class."

"I..." Jiang Nian definitely couldn’t admit he was obsessed with female beauty last night.

Too foolish, would be attacked by scoundrels like Li Hua.

Better change the story.

"Played a four-letter word game."

"Love in Deep Space?" Li Hua snapped his fingers.

"There’s something quite complicated about you, Hua," Jiang Nian retorted, "I’m curious, when you play such games, do you project yourself onto the male lead or the female lead?"

"Of course, I project onto the male lead! With my high-rich-handsome qualities, it’s a natural instinct," Li Hua blabbered on, saying things that anyone passing by would shake their head at.

Zhang Ningzhi, listening nearby, seemed preoccupied.

Recess running exercises, with the autumn chill lightly in the air.

The corridor was a mess, amidst the exhilarating athletes’ march. Jiang Nian wore his school jacket down the stairs, zipper half open, got to admit the uniform was quite durable.

In the small county middle school with lax regulations, only summer and autumn uniforms were issued. They cost fifty or sixty bucks, which wasn’t too expensive; as for the quality... entirely depends on the leadership’s family connections.

At seventeen or eighteen, whatever you’re wearing doesn’t look too bad.

In this kind of weather, running with a jacket would definitely be hot, not wearing it would be a bit cold. Only a few brave souls ignored other people’s looks and went downstairs in short sleeves."

When he spotted Song Xiyun on the third-floor corridor, he approached to inquire.

"Not running? Where’s Qianqian?"

"We got an excuse, don’t have to run," Song Xiyun said, inexplicably feeling a bit guilty.

Jiang Nian wasn’t even from the local Olympic Competition Class 4!

Just an outsider!

"Oh oh, your teacher’s quite broad-minded. Doesn’t even care if people in your class have cramps three times a month, you cramp once a week, huh?"

"After all, our homeroom teacher is a man." Song Xiyun whispered.

"Do you have a misunderstanding about men? I’ll post this to the forums," Jiang Nian took a glance into the classroom, Xu Qianqian lifted her head from her seat.

Their eyes met, then both tacitly turned away, flipping middle fingers at each other.

Downstairs.

By the end of the exercise run, most of the boys had taken off their jackets.

Right as the whistle blew, Jiang Nian took his jacket off and the girls, for various reasons, perhaps not as hot, were mostly still bundled up.

The third and fourth periods were supposed to be math classes, but the math teacher had some errands. Swapped with Lao Liu, suddenly turning two periods of math into language arts.

The whole class erupted, who can comprehend the feeling of two English classes plus two language arts?

Effectively a whole morning of self-study, time to catch up on homework.

"What? These two are language arts periods?"

"Time to take a nice break then."

The peculiar thing about this subject is that your exam score isn’t always what you think it should be.

The most taboo phrase... is saying you’ll study hard next time to improve; it’s a mystery why scores can drop. Never understood how some score seventy, or why others get a shocking one hundred thirty.

Lao Liu liked to spice things up, aware that the third and fourth periods were the segue into language arts.

By lecturing in a routine way, few would pay attention. Some would only lift their heads at dismissal.

So, he simply let the entire class participate in lecturing, taking turns as study groups.

"The test papers handed out yesterday, for the classical Chinese sections, translate them, one group per section, distribute evenly. No rush, group by group come up and present."

As soon as he finished speaking, the class became instantly excited.

"No way?"

"Just kill me, I didn’t even preview."

Lao Liu listened to the class’s laments, looking serene as a pond. He even took a light sip from his thermos, completing a two-stage reversal with just one sentence.

"Finish translating the classical Chinese quickly, next period we’ll watch ’Aerial China.’

The classroom fell silent for a moment, then erupted with cheers.

"Hooray!"

"Aerial China! Aerial!..."

"Shh, stop shouting!" Lao Liu almost had an expression like a small soybean emoji, "It’s only the third period now, you want me taken away by the grade supervisor?"

The class laughed, then began to scramble around, translating the classical Chinese. Some pulled out language booklets to cross-check words and phrases, while others engaged in enthusiastic discussions.

Li Hua, anxiously scratching his head, "The sixth section... There are so many, how to translate it all!"

He turned around, seeing Jiang Nian pulling out his phone.

"... You rascal."

A quick snap and search, their troubles were solved in an instant.

"Genius!" Li Hua gave a thumbs up.

In a hurry, he got the translated phrases distributed from Jiang Nian and instantly calmed down. Observing the noisy groups around him, he shook his head.

Jiang Nian had just finished important annotations when he saw Zhang Ningzhi still flipping through a classical Chinese dictionary.

To be honest, he found that thing a bit useless. As thick as a brick, rarely used, easier to just snap a photo with your phone.

"Can’t find it?"

"Nope." Zhang Ningzhi murmured.

"Oh, this word translates to..." Jiang Nian sneakily glanced at his phone again, then voiced the answer, even squeezing in a peek at the next line.

Next, group after group went up to translate, and when it was the sixth group’s turn, Zhang Ningzhi stood at the far left of the podium, next to Jiang Nian.

Staring nervously at the test paper.

In contrast, Jiang Nian was much more relaxed, as people below were even more at ease. Except for the seventh group up next, and the few after them, almost no one was listening.

This was just fine, if Lao Liu wasn’t around, just the head of the language class, you could practically read anything.

Like tongue twisters, "Eight hundred soldiers marched to the north slope."

The translation session lasted from the third period into ten minutes at the beginning of the fourth, after which everyone’s eyes were on Lao Liu, wondering what would happen if he backed out...

Dare not think, dare not think.

Clearly, Lao Liu had no intention of backing out and said.

"Class representative, come up and turn on the multimedia."

"Oh!!"

The whole class erupted, only to be quickly simmered down by Lao Liu. He said a bunch of non-essential stuff that boiled down to one thing.

Keep a low profile.

Watching secretly, no need to alert the grade supervisor.

This was probably the most united moment for the class; some pulled the curtains, others stood guard at the door, a few dashed to the multimedia podium.

Zeng You, seated in the front row, quietly pulled out his phone, skillfully adjusting it to the lowest brightness.

"Folk Stories Record! Go!"

The classroom dimmed; Jiang Nian leaned back in his chair, ready to watch ’Aerial China’. Something he wouldn’t glance at under normal circumstances became a delicacy in the Chinese class.

Hey, not watching means you’re not Chinese.

Anyway, not attending class, watching animal documentaries would suffice.

Zhang Ningzhi seemed somewhat absent-minded, glanced at the video on the projector, and with a side-long glance at Jiang Nian, appeared preoccupied.

Lowering her eyes, she eventually wrote a note on the recent language test paper. After a moment’s hesitation, she poked Jiang Nian’s arm, signaling for him to look.

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