Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 154 - 128 The Breakup Story Starts with a Man_2

Chapter 154: Chapter 128 The Breakup Story Starts with a Man_2

"Don’t bother me while I’m studying, every single day." Jiang Nian directly backstabbed, "Class rep, I report Li Hua for talking."

Li Hua was scared stiff, damn it, forgot the class rep was behind us.

Damn, Jiang Nian is really something! Using chicken feathers as arrows!

Zhang Ningzhi also realized the class rep was behind him, turned to glance back. Then quickly withdrew his gaze, turning back with an adorable "oh my gosh" expression.

Li Qingrong didn’t react much, curiously glanced at their antics, and continued reading her book.

A few minutes later, the class representative for Chinese came over with a stack of test papers and answer sheets.

"Ahem, the exam will start in ten minutes."

People in the class began to consciously change seats, like last week, taking the exam according to student numbers.

Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong’s seats were adjacent again, but this time side by side, not front and back. However, during the exam, no one minded this at all, they were all busy scribbling away at their papers.

When Jiang Nian looked up again, two hours had already passed.

Jiang Nian writes essays very quickly, one of the fastest in the class when it comes to Chinese exams. High school argumentative essays have formulas, no need to make up stories about being ill.

Eight-legged essays... well, that’s what they are.

Breaking down the question, solving the question, writing the question, this argumentative essay stuff... it’s useless. A high score in the college entrance exam essay has nothing to do with literature, and it won’t be useful in the future.

Commonly known as completely useless.

Finishing it quickly, Jiang Nian started his traditional project again.

Pretending to look out the window, while actually staring at the class rep. But this requires skill, not focusing, relaxing like a fool, then glancing furtively.

Li Qingrong was still writing the end of her essay, usually solving a paragraph with a few dozen words. A proverb + main point, followed by an imperative sentence.

Suddenly felt a sight on her, turned her head, where did this dumb person from class three come from.

Oh, it’s Jiang Nian.

No problem then.

Boys are really strange, especially Jiang Nian and Li Hua’s group. When they get together, they’re either acting in heat or contributing comic relief to the class.

"What’s up?" Li Qingrong asked.

"Oh~," Jiang Nian pretended to be in a daze and then snapped out of it, "Finished writing and got too bored, accidentally spaced out."

This was a lie, actually, he used "fatigue immunity" once before evening study. Otherwise, he couldn’t have finished the Chinese test in two hours and still be here looking at the class rep.

Li Qingrong acknowledged with a sound, continuing to write the final paragraph of her essay.

Picks up the pen, but can’t seem to put it down.

Her mind was a bit muddled, she turned around and said.

"Can you not look at my essay?"

"Oh, sorry about that." Jiang Nian consciously shifted his gaze away.

It seems girls don’t like their essays being peeked at, it’s like the privacy of one’s leggings. Boys are different, they could go without even wearing underwear.

Happy to share their eccentric essays with those around them, a bunch of people having a good laugh. But if the score is too low, at night they’ll still retreat under their covers, feeling defeated.

He stretched his neck to snoop on Ma Guojun at the diagonal right, "Old Ma, Old Ma."

"Let me see your test."

No one monitored the weekly test, and with teachers having meetings on weekends, the classroom atmosphere naturally became lively in the last half-hour of the Chinese test.

Class disciplinary member Cai Xiaoqing intervened twice but gave up seeing it was no use.

Li Qingrong finished her essay, checked it three times, and still felt it wasn’t perfect. She thought for a while, figuring the problem wasn’t with the test paper.

The problem was Jiang Nian.

She turned her head and looked at Jiang Nian, who was almost flying over the aisle just to chat.

Tap tap.

Jiang Nian felt his left leg, which was still at the desk, being tapped, and saw Ma Guojun, who was chatting with him, suddenly freeze and turn away.

The son fearing the father, rooted in his bones.

He turned and saw Li Qingrong staring at him.

Jiang Nian tried to play dumb, "Class rep, what’s up?"

Li Qingrong seriously pointed at her hair.

"Changed my hair tie."

Hm? Jiang Nian was momentarily confused, his gaze drifting, he gave a thumbs up.

"Looks good, a top-notch aesthetic choice."

For some reason, Jiang Nian saw a look of satisfaction in the class rep’s eyes. Wait, woman, what do you take me for, your blessing wizard?

Though he said that, Jiang Nian wasn’t very familiar with Li Qingrong.

Even though his thoughts were lively, he always spoke properly, not daring to be unchecked. After all, they only played basketball once, didn’t even add each other on QQ.

Not to mention, the highest level of communication, WeChat.

But for now, Jiang Nian had no intention of actively asking the class rep for her QQ. It’s not some loser theory, you can easily add her in the class group, but.....

The class rep doesn’t surf the internet, can’t get a conversation started with stale memes.

He could even imagine the chat scenario after adding the class rep.

"Class rep, here’s my QQ (laugh crying emoji)"

Not knowing what to say, just slap on a laugh crying emoji and end it, then the class rep replies with an "um."

No topics, adding QQ just for collecting digital contact info?

Gathering one hundred high-school girls’ QQs, to brag in college with roommates. Then get interrogated by roommates, so you’re still single, because you have some hidden flaw?

Handing in the paper.

Li Hua and Zhang Ningzhi switched places, hmm... maybe Zhang Ningzhi would have a harder time seeing the blackboard in class. But overall, the seat near the wall is still prime real estate.

At least Zhang Ningzhi was very happy.

Zeng You and Huang Fang also switched places, he wanted to read novels on his phone. If he sat by the aisle, it would be a waste, he begged for a long time to switch.

Sixth group, a mirror reversal.

Jiang Nian sat in the middle, watching Li Hua, who was packing his bag, looking forward to finishing evening self-study. He kindly reminded him, this week starts four evening self-study sessions.

Li Hua softly crumbled, his eyes losing all light.

Ma Guojun pointed at Li Hua with his chubby hand like Doraemon.

"Hahaha, look at this fool."

In the brightly lit classroom, Yang Qiming lay on the desk, feeling a bit frustrated.

In the afternoon at the milk tea shop, his junior-year girlfriend argued with him.

Currently in a breakup state, though it’s only one-sided. That wretched woman waits for him to grovel, continuously begging her not to break up, to forgive him.

What went wrong, what did he do wrong?

Oh right, attitude problem, because she said Jiang Nian is handsome and his tone was off. Then that woman flipped, started rehashing old issues, and finally left with a line.

"You always xxxx! Every time xxxx!"

These baffling criticisms really got him steamed.

That woman dismissed all his past good deeds, like he broke a cardinal rule, unforgivably, denying him as a person.

Yet breaking up is impossible, he hasn’t found another prospect yet.

Already in senior year, hard to find another.

Better keep licking for now, until she finds another, or stops letting him touch her. At least then, he won’t end up with the label of a scumbag, it’s dangerous to get that reputation.

Ring ring ring, after evening self-study ended.

Yang Qiming saw Jiang Nian carry his bag and leave the classroom, couldn’t help but recall the scene at the afternoon milk tea shop. Remarking, this guy really plays the field.

After washing up in the dorm, Lin Dong suddenly remembered yesterday’s topic.

He ran to the side of Yang Qiming’s bed, grinning, speaking with a tone all boys understood, teasingly asked.

"Qiming, how was the date today? Was it good?"

Yang Qiming turned over in the upper bunk, facing away from Lin Dong, muffled his response.

"Good my ass, we broke up."

"Really broke up?"

"Hmm? Brother Dong, you seem quite happy?" Yang Qiming sat up, with a you seem suspicious look, "Were you hoping I’d break up?"

"Not at all, where else would we hear stories if you broke up?" Lin Dong of-handily replied, "So what happened, come on, share with the bros."

"Yeah, definitely won’t spread it, no outsiders in the dorm." A roommate chimed in.

Yang Qiming turned around, pondering as he rubbed his chin for a while.

"Okay, the story has to start with Jiang Nian."

"Jiang Nian? Did he mess with you?"

"Not really, he was just passing by, less than five seconds."

"Messed with you in just five seconds?"

"Pure love! Didn’t mess! He probably wouldn’t like my kind of girlfriend, who’s only got a great body..." Yang Qiming said some odd things.

His roommates were stunned, a breakup story starting with another guy, you said this wasn’t a cliché cheating scenario?

Blah blah blah, Yang Qiming finished recounting, and Lin Dong’s dorm fell silent in an instant.