Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 188 - 159: Who! Despicably Shameless

Chapter 188: Chapter 159: Who! Despicably Shameless

"You’ve never heard of Divine Tomb? You definitely don’t read novels." Zeng You leaned over the dark green bed railing, intrigued, "Come on, show your talent."

Lin Dong shook his head, water droplets flying everywhere.

"Damn, let me show you my new way of getting onto the bed using the horizontal bar."

As he spoke, Lin Dong grabbed the bars with both hands, then pushed off forcefully, leaping up like a dolphin. He flipped onto the bed like he was playing on a horizontal bar, leaving Zeng You wide-eyed with amazement.

"Wow, that’s awesome!" Zeng You praised.

"Keep it low-key, keep it low-key."

"Can I share it in the group?" Zeng You clicked his tongue in wonder.

Lin Dong wanted to refuse, but couldn’t withstand Zeng You’s persistent praise. Besides, he half-jokingly agreed; after all, he was fully dressed, unlike Zeng You who was just in his shorts.

With this sensational scene, the group chat exploded.

Sun Zhicheng: "Brother Dong is so amazing?"

Luo Zhongping: "Awesome."

Yang Qiming: "Bro, you’ve become more cheerful since leaving the dorm."

Huang Caicai: "Brother Dong is awesome."

Jiang Nian: "In my previous life, when I still had hands, I used to play like this too."

"Hahaha."

Huang Caicai: "[Picture] Who is arguing on the first floor of the cafeteria? So many people are watching."

Lin Dong: "Isn’t that Ji Jiayu?"

Yang Qiming: "Your eyesight is really good."

In the dorm room.

Zeng You looked at Lin Dong putting on his shoes, surprised.

"Where are you going?"

"To watch the commotion, damn." Lin Dong didn’t waste words, quickly putting on his shoes, "Are you coming or not? If not, I’ll go first."

Zeng You thought for a second, then flipped off the bed.

"I’ll come too."

On the second floor of the cafeteria, Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe were standing by the railing. From their vantage point, they watched the scene below as more and more people crowded toward the entrance.

She took a photo and sent it to Jiang Nian.

"[Picture] They’re arguing, so many people watching."

After sending successfully, Jiang Nian replied.

"Investigate more and report back."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yunyun pursed her lips and quickly typed a reply.

"I’m not your scout."

"Isn’t that called a scout?" Jiang Nian replied quickly, "I’m playing a game right now, you should understand the preciousness of replies from guys playing games."

"Don’t let me down; by the way, my score is 7-0-0."

Chen Yunyun pouted, not in the mood to watch the argument below anymore.

"Oh, just picking up kills, huh?"

"What do you mean by that? I’ve found a lawyer." Jiang Nian replied even faster, probably using voice-to-text, "I’m the flag bearer for my team; how can you call it just picking up kills?"

Chen Yunyun giggled and messaged.

"Wanna play together later? We’ll bring Yuhe along."

Jiang Nian replied, "(Confused) Does an elementary schooler play too? Doesn’t she have anti-addiction measures?"

"Don’t say that, she’ll get mad if she sees it." Chen Yunyun replied, "We’ll watch the fun for a bit, then go take a shower and find you for games after."

"OK."

Chen Yunyun put down her phone and turned to Wang Yuhe. She saw her recording a video with her phone, deliberately zooming in on Ji Jiayu below.

"..... Yuhe, were you just mouthing.... that word?"

Tough, bitch, tough bitch.

No matter how you looked at it, Wang Yuhe seemed quite vindictive.

"This is her retribution. If she did something wrong, she should be scolded." Wang Yuhe turned around, seriously saying, "Don’t worry, I won’t let her hear it when I scold her."

"Jiang Nian said it’s rude to scold people to their face, so do it behind their back. Once the cursing is out, my heart’s clean. Don’t worry, Yunyun; I know what I’m doing."

Chen Yunyun was embarrassed, feeling even less at ease.

And Jiang Nian, what nonsense did he teach Yuhe while I wasn’t around? Since when is it polite to insult behind someone’s back, and cursing cleans the heart?

This... this... everybody’s dizzy now.

She didn’t know how to rebut for the moment, so she just took out her phone to take a picture.

Downstairs.

Lin Dong squeezed into the crowd like a wild dog, afraid of missing a single detail. He held his phone like a reporter, recording everything.

"Excuse me, make way, that’s my classmate inside."

In the darkness, people’s senses were dulled, and they often subconsciously complied with what they heard. If it were daytime, bystanders would definitely clap back with ’Who the hell are you?’

Even if you claimed to be Ultraman’s mom, it wouldn’t work.

But in the dark, in a crowd-gathered place, even yelling "Excuse me, I’m Ultraman’s mom" would get you a path.

Zeng You found it outrageous, but he was also thoroughly enjoying it.

Haha, watching some drama.

Enjoying classmates’ drama is such a low EQ move.

So what?

He’s not my dad.

Zeng You didn’t remember when such thoughts entered his mind, or who said them. They just vividly emerged, making him feel justified.

No conflict, but who says I can’t watch the fun?

Morally low, so what?

North District Dormitory Cafeteria, third floor.

Yang Qiming stood on the railing of the third floor with a bowl of wontons, half his body almost hanging out.

Beside him, Huang Caicai also holding a bowl, looked at Yang Qiming fearfully.

"Bro, maybe you should step back a bit; I’m scared you’ll fall."

"Fall my ass, I can’t see clearly." Yang Qiming held a bowl in one hand and his phone in the other, "Cailang, should we go downstairs to see the fun? I must get a close-up view."

These days, guys take out their phones to watch the fun faster than pulling a gun.

Huang Caicai didn’t take out his phone, just gave a thumbs-up by the window.

"Bro, you have real foresight."

Below, Ji Jiayu suddenly shouted in impatience.

"I said there’s nothing going on, what do you want!?"

This reminded Yang Qiming of his ex-girlfriend, whom he still hadn’t won back. The experience of chasing his wife felt like fire and brimstone, painful memories resurfacing, prompting him to act dramatic.

"If that’s the case, then prove it to me!"

The crowd stirred.

Lin Dong shouted dramatically with a changed voice, "Which damn monster, come down here!"

"Oh!! How bold!"

"So bold, who yelled that, so bold."

Yang Qiming dared not show his face, changed his position, and shouted dramatically.

"You’re the damn monster, come down here if you dare, we ain’t afraid of you!"

More and more people rushed out of dormitories, flocking to watch the fun; even people from the sports field were gathering. Teachers in charge and security guards blew their whistles as they arrived.

Several beams of flashlight cut through the night, streaming directly at the center of the crowd from the boys’ dorm building.

"Hey! What are you all looking at! Speak up!"

"Can’t hear a thing!"

A teacher was already shouting, "Don’t gather here! Everyone back to the dormitory!"

Fortunately, only the twelfth-grade students didn’t have evening classes, so there weren’t too many people gathered. With the arrival of teachers and security, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Those involved, Ji Jiayu and Yuan Zhengchuan, also vanished without a trace, and the farce ended briefly.

Attention shifted to Douyin.

Someone uploaded the footage after censoring it, spreading it quickly on a small scale. Half the comments were curious, the other half explaining.

Capsule Lube: "What happened?"

Loves To Eat Dirt: "What’s going on, what happened!"

Sultry Stepmother at Sixty-Eight: "Seems like there’s cheating involved, the woman is cheating, I was right there!"

Year After Year: "One cannot hide loving a person, loving two should be hidden well."

....

On the sports field, Wu Jungu had just broken up with Yu Zhiyi.

"Let’s leave it at that, wish you all the best."

With that, he turned and left.

Meanwhile, the sound of whistles and shouts drifted from the dormitory area, but Wu Jungu’s mind was calm as still waters. He just kept walking forward, expressionless, merely feeling the noise around him.

In the darkness.

Yu Zhiyi stood in the most secluded corner of the field, unmoving. She watched Wu Jungu leave cleanly, just like he’d come to her.

The break-up was peaceful, just like their initial interactions, completing a full circle.

She didn’t know what to say, so she simply agreed with a hmm. It wasn’t as heartache-inducing as she’d imagined; she was still thinking about fetching water tonight.

Tomorrow is Monday, and she hasn’t finished her assignments due then.

After standing a while, Yu Zhiyi walked two laps around the field, thinking things through before heading back to the dormitory.

She was at fault anyway, so let it be.

She originally wanted to say she could fetch the water herself now.

But there was no need anymore, no longer say things like ’never part from the mountain’, accompanying through thick and thin. Just felt so tired, so let it be.

Wu Jungu walked back to the dormitory, feeling slightly down.

He’d reached his limit, even tolerant of Yu Zhiyi fooling around with other boys. But tolerance had its limits; he wasn’t sure if what he did was right.

No answer, maybe that’s the best answer.

Switching from commuting to boarding, fetching water, arguing and making up; conflicts, cold wars. His heart was on the verge of breaking, no longer able to repair itself.

So let it be.

Back at the dormitory, Lin Dong climbed onto Zeng You’s bed; the two laughed heartily over their phones.

The comical vibe of his roommates cleared away a bit of his inner gloom, allowing him to breathe.

Wu Jungu silently took clothes from his suitcase to shower; coming out, he heard them discussing news about Ji Jiayu’s argument, and suddenly didn’t feel so bad.

At least he doesn’t have to argue or endure that pain anymore.

Zeng You suddenly spoke up, "Wait, doesn’t it seem like they’re getting back together!"

Lin Dong, who was just laughing, immediately sat up.

"No way, damn, I forwarded it to Lao Liu."

Downstairs.

The homeroom teacher, Lao Liu, felt like the sky was falling. Damn it, his students became famous on local Douyin.

Who the hell paid for promotion!

This is unbelievable, fully unbelievable; he didn’t dare look at the work group messages. The grade leader was about to hang him out to dry, the sternness of his words unprecedented.

Damn, looking at it takes a year off your life.

As a people’s teacher walking on thin ice, can he make it to the other side?

Are these students even human! Just finished the exam and stir up trouble like this. Was he struck by lightning as payback?

And those two students aren’t even surnamed Qiu or Gao; I’m boiling with rage.

Dorm inspection!

A proper dorm inspection is necessary!

Tomorrow, they needed to be separated, moved to another class. If Class 2’s homeroom teacher wouldn’t agree, then bust his class’s couples, drag them all down together.

This crap is toppling the skies; his damn rice bowl was at stake.

.....

"Hey, this seems like our school?" Xu Qianqian muttered while doing her homework and scrolling through Douyin, chatting with Song Xiyun, feeling quite cheerful.

"Really? You saw that video too?" Jiang Nian feigned surprise, exiting the Douyin promotion page, having splurged a little out of sentimentality.

Good stuff should be seen by more people, including school leaders. He geo-targeted the video specifically on Zhennan Street, where the leadership concentration was highest.

Admittedly, it was a bit much.

But he couldn’t help it; he just loved to stir up trouble.

"Yep, comments say the girl was cheating," Xu Qianqian frowned, "but others say it’s just a couple bickering."

"I think the rumor spreaders are a bit much; cheating seems unlikely." Jiang Nian had no psychological burden; he wasn’t part of any rumor mongering.

"True, I see it already has 500 likes." Xu Qianqian said as she watched, "Wonder which class they’re from; the homeroom teacher must be going crazy."

Finishing her sentence, she used the back of her hand to cover a yawn.

"I’ll head back first; you should sleep early too." Jiang Nian got up, pretending to leave.

Xu Qianqian was indeed sleepy, rubbed her eyes, and nodded.

"Alright."

Creak, the door closed, Xu Qianqian tidied the living room a bit before heading to wash up. Staring at herself in the bathroom mirror, she scrutinized her reflection.

Am I... not pretty enough?

....

In the girls’ dormitory.

Chen Yunyun had just finished showering; she climbed onto Wang Yuhe’s bed, and they launched the game together.