Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 230 - 198: Seeking One’s Own Time in Life

Chapter 230: Chapter 198: Seeking One’s Own Time in Life

Jiang Nian finished the biology test that Qingbao gave him and looked up to stretch his neck.

The bell rang right on time for the end of the third evening self-study session.

When he couldn’t finish his homework, he mostly half copied and half wrote. He habitually turned to take a look at Zhang Ningzhi to see where she was in her work, then casually copied a bit if she’d finished.

"Have you finished physics?"

Zhang Ningzhi turned to look at him, recalling his perfunctory answer from the evening.

"Yes, but I won’t let you copy it."

"Oh, then I’ll ask the class monitor." As he spoke, Jiang Nian turned to his back seat, repeating the same question, "Class monitor, have you finished physics?"

Li Qingrong looked at him and nodded.

"Yeah."

"Great, lend it to me to copy the questions." Jiang Nian was fond of borrowing.

Zhang Ningzhi, hearing this, couldn’t help but suddenly turn her head.

Watching the class monitor hand over his physics homework to Jiang Nian, she couldn’t help but widen her eyes. The class monitor gave it to him just like that, copying questions as an excuse was too far-fetched!

This liar is simply the embodiment of dishonesty in Class Three!

Is he copying just the questions?

The class monitor is too kind, always getting deceived.

Zhang Ningzhi was so angry she wanted to bite him!

The third and fourth night self-study sessions were continuous, but they were allowed to use the restroom.

Li Hua and Ma Guojun went to relieve themselves, and the class was rowdy.

In the front row, Zeng You and Wu Jungu somehow started chatting. Ever since they became roommates, their conversations in the classroom noticeably increased.

They talked and talked about scholarships and then habitually began to gripe about Lao Liu.

"Lao Liu is such a bootlicker, treats leadership like a parent."

"True, a few days ago when the school leadership inspected the dorms, he barely left their side, only leaving at eleven at night," Wu Jungu said, somewhat helplessly.

"Do you think after he finishes with our class, he’ll go back to teach freshmen?" Zeng You asked.

Having a bit more insight, Wu Jungu pondered for a moment and said,

"Not certain."

Just then, Li Hua returned from the restroom and chimed in while taking his seat,

"I heard from someone that he’s likely to be the head of the Chinese department."

Upon hearing this, several in the group turned to look at Li Hua.

Zeng You was puzzled, "Chinese? That sounds so lame."

"Hard to say, what the title is doesn’t matter, it’s just a stepping stone to get into the academic affairs office," Li Hua didn’t want to elaborate, lest the rumor reached Lao Liu’s ears.

One could say that under influence, he more or less understood what Lao Liu had been striving for all these years.

As long as Lao Liu could become the head of the Chinese department, he’d have a chance to enter the academic affairs office.

If he pushed a bit further, maybe in three years he could suddenly become the director of the academic affairs office. In another five years, with some luck, he might even move up to the school leadership.

Who knows, maybe in his forties or fifties, he could stumble into the deputy principal position.

Zeng You mumbled, still talking about Lao Liu’s bootlicking exploits.

Suddenly, Huang Fang, who had been silent, turned around and interjected.

"The class teacher is pretty nice, he paid my class fees for me. He told me to study well, that this little money meant nothing to him."

Upon hearing this, Zeng You fell silent, and after a long pause, managed to say one line.

"Really."

Throughout, Jiang Nian kept on copying, damn, the class monitor’s handwriting is so beautiful.

Once he snapped back, he’d copied all the answers to the questions.

He felt relieved.

As school was about to end, he sensed that Zhang Ningzhi bore quite a grudge against him today.

Just for copying some homework, isn’t this a bit too petty? If he doesn’t copy from the class monitor, should he copy from her? The point is he did ask her, but she refused.

Never mind, I’ll talk about it tomorrow.

Contentedly, Jiang Nian slung his bag over his shoulder and headed home, today was both a copying and a happy day. Although it felt like he worked in vain, in fact, he actually did work in vain.

Xu Qianqian was truly a fair-weather friend.

On the way home, she didn’t mention the three big stuffed animals at all.

Frustrating!

Previously forgotten, midway forgotten, but when can boys finally stand up!

As Xu Qianqian walked home, she was thinking about the three stuffed animals in her room. Feeling a burst of childhood nostalgia, she wanted to rank those toys by seniority.

But she didn’t plan to let Jiang Nian know because... she knew him too well.

"Xu Qianqian."

"Hmm?"

"Look at those three streetlamps over there, wow, they’re so bright." Jiang Nian exaggeratedly said, "Do you know what those bulbs look like?"

"What?"

"Don’t they look like the stuffed animals I gave you this afternoon?"

Xu Qianqian: ".... Are you really that vain?"

Jiang Nian nodded, "A little bit."

What’s wrong with a few compliments, could he really record it secretly on his phone? Then put on headphones in the middle of the night, and hide in the bed playing it on loop?

Is there really someone like that in the world?

Xu Qianqian sighed and said.

"Forget it, while you do have some little flaws, you do have a bit of capability."

A bit?

Are you trying to imply my luck is extraordinary, old man!

Forget it, just the girl downstairs.

The road home wasn’t long, not even if you crawled.

Jiang Nian walked alongside her into the alley and said seriously,

"Although you criticize me a lot, as the elders say, people can’t see through each other’s... belly, so I can’t take it too seriously."

Xu Qianqian was speechless, turned, and walked away.

Talking to him was not only risky but also dangerous to hear.

Back at home.

Xu Qianqian took a shower first, then hurried back to her room to start her ranking ritual.

The three big stuffed animals lined up, laughing like cattle and horses, unaware of Xu Qianqian’s schemes. Still thinking they could slack off at work, they were soon to be at her mercy.

"You look the ugliest, from now on you’re Jiang Nian’s punching bag substitute." Xu Qianqian pointed at the big dog stuffed toy, saying seriously, "You! From now on, take the hits!"

The loyal dog still laughed foolishly, as if to say... damn, should’ve known it was a junk factory.

"You two are the cutest, you’re in charge of alternating nighttime companionship!" Xu Qianqian pointed at a teddy bear toy and a cat toy, which looked to be good quality.

The two toys couldn’t speak, but if they could, they’d probably sigh in relief right now.

However, if Jiang Nian were present, he’d surely burst out laughing.

Because Xu Qianqian isn’t always gentle when she sleeps, sometimes she kicks the covers. The bed is only so big; kicking a toy in the face is bound to happen.

What? What about the future?

It’s not like she can’t afford it, just get a three-meter-wide bed.

.....

At night, Zhen Nan’s gaming king slept peacefully.

Zhang Ningzhi’s message was a bit slow, sent to Jiang Nian’s phone when he had already fallen asleep, dreaming about piloting the Fruit Treasure Mecha.

Fruit Treasure Mecha, such a good thing, you must learn.

Soon, in the dark little room, the phone thrown on the bed lit up again.

Lin Dong sent a message, seven or eight in a row.

"I escaped, successfully escaped!"

Perhaps out of excitement, the same sentence was sent repeatedly. Following it were several red envelopes, sent by Jiang Nian to keep him grounded.

Now the ’wool-gathering’ was over, and it was time to return it proportionally.

North District Dormitory group, Block Five.

In the nearby dorm, Hu Nianzhong was equally unable to calm down.

He had made his first bit of money in life alongside Lin Dong, using a principal that Lin Dong lent him. Oh~ not only Lin Dong, but there was also a kind grant from Yu Tongjie.

Praise Yu Tongjie, a good person in life has condiments in every meal.

It wasn’t a curse; he was sincerely blessing Yu Tongjie. Like the Emperor’s golden spade, he didn’t know whether Yu Tongjie secretly ate instant noodles or not.

Maybe rich people like instant noodles too, like those specifically imported ones costing seven or eight bucks. Must taste great.

He transferred the money to Lin Dong, only to have a portion returned.

"I only want my five hundred."

Seeing the message, Hu Nianzhong was taken aback and could only reply with thanks to Brother Dong. Whether it was the class monitor or Lin Dong, everyone was actually pretty nice.

So thinking, he held the borrowed phone, checking again and again.

He couldn’t remember how many times he checked the balance that night.

For others, it was just a few hundred yuan. But for him, it was what he could earn in seven or eight days of summer work over just a few days.

Studying hard, like Brother Dong, making money with one’s brain.

Little did he know, Lin Dong’s money-making skills were entirely out of necessity.

His family was indeed wealthy, but not so rich that he could buy whatever he wanted.

Just as online dating required funds to present one’s best self, who would fancy a mundane high school student? Reality might have someone, but online... well.

It’s fair to say that all online identities were self-given, no photo was guaranteed truth without editing. He had many aliases, each having a different identity.

He was a university heartthrob, a high school student financially independent in sophomore year. A recently dumped melancholic lover, a pitiful rich heir orphan.

If all his personas were combined, he’d make up half a Jinjiang Literature City male lead.

How could that not cost money?

True or false, selecting the audience, someone would eventually fall for it.

The next day.

Jiang Nian woke up and saw the message Zhang Ningzhi sent.

Lemon Branch: "Are you there?"

Timestamped at eleven twenty last night.

Jiang Nian brushed his teeth, replying with one hand.

"I fell asleep last night, what’s up?"

Delivered, no response from the other side, after a while came back with a single word.

"Nothing."

He finished brushing his teeth and started washing his face with one hand, typing with the other.

"Are there any drinks today?"

Zhang Ningzhi sent an angry emoji, delivering a powerful punch!

"Not for you!"

Upon hearing that, Jiang Nian understood.

The subtext was that she’d buy them but wouldn’t let him drink?

That works too.

If it’s destined to be yours, it always will be; if not, you’ll fight for it.

What a joke, Zhizhi Baby bought it, and with his own hands and legs, couldn’t he just help himself?

Drinks awaited.

....

During the morning self-study, Zhang Ningzhi shot Jiang Nian a resentful look as he gulped down milk.

That was hers.

He doesn’t study, just copies homework, and even steals her milk!

Utterly bad!

Jiang Nian was delighted, life was getting good.

To get to enjoy the milk brought by Zhizhi Baby early in the morning, even without a straw, the tech king wasn’t daunted; he just sliced open a hole with a small knife.

He returned Lin Dong’s money, leaving only the initial five hundred he was given.

The rest was spent on fruit tea.

Not to mention, two small groups got a cup each, it wasn’t even costly, and the rest was indeed through Lin Dong’s own sweat and effort.

Escaping scamming traps was skill indeed.

99.99% of people would have fallen into the trap due to greed.