Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 233 - 200: Only the Chicken Knows How Good His Mettle Is_2

Chapter 233: Chapter 200: Only the Chicken Knows How Good His Mettle Is_2

"I can’t hold it in any longer, goodbye, teacher."

Rushing into the classroom and sitting down, Sun Zhicheng hadn’t caught his breath yet when he saw the milk tea on the desk.

"Who gave it to me?"

Lin Dong turned his head and explained.

"Oh, Brother Nian treated our group to it."

Jiang Nian?

Sun Zhicheng was stunned. He craned his neck and saw that both Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe also had milk tea on their desks. He felt a bit uncomfortable—if he’d known, he would have treated everyone first.

He craned his neck again to look over at Jiang Nian, seeing him still chatting with Zhang Ningzhi.

Damn, underachieving guy.

No, why am I in this tone? I should be glad to see it.

Speed up, speed up!

Find someone to date besides Chen Yunyun, stop messing around.

Thinking this, he took a sip of the milk tea.

Actually, it’s pretty good, no matter that it was given by Jiang Nian, it doesn’t change the taste.

If Jiang Nian dated someone soon and followed "codes of conduct for men," I would wish him well. Maybe I’ll be in a good mood and chip in some cash gifts for his wedding.

Damn, why did he move up a grade with us!

Lao Liu entered the classroom and called for class to start.

Class vice president and disciplinary committee member Cai Xiaoqing called everyone to attention, kicking off another dull and tiresome afternoon with the sluggish sound of chairs being moved.

"Hello, teacher~~"

"Please take a seat." Lao Liu gestured in a Zhang Wei manner.

"Thank you, teacher~"

Honestly, even though Lao Liu is thirty, he’s still full of energy, with bright eyes and a resonant voice, clearly a capable person.

In this system, you can’t progress without a healthy body.

Without sticking it out for seven or eight years, you think you can become a subject team leader? Or dream of looking up to senior-level officials?

Just dream on.

Lao Liu is different; he’s an ambitious person. Of course, he likes teaching and nurturing students, but progress is also his interest, a pure hobby.

His wife is richer than he is, so he doesn’t need to support the family.

He earns his money to spend on himself.

On this front, Lao Liu has already outpaced most middle-aged people. High emotional intelligence acknowledges no worries, low emotional intelligence means eating soft rice.

"Ah, let’s talk about something; tomorrow’s parent-teacher conference has been moved up. The school leaders have considered that some parents come from towns, and have adjusted the time of the conference."

"It’s been changed from 2:30 in the afternoon to, ah, quiet down, please, to 9:30 Sunday morning."

Hearing this, the class became extremely restless.

"Teacher, teacher! Does that mean tomorrow’s Sunday supplementary class is canceled?"

"What the heck, a day off?"

Lao Liu knocked on the desk, and after the class quieted down, he said.

"The supplementary class time has been moved to the afternoon, remember not to be late."

"Ah!!! No, please!"

"I definitely won’t come if it’s at noon; attending school then is such a drag."

Jiang Nian’s first thought was that he could sleep in until ten, then he suddenly remembered his lunch break appointment with Chen Yunyun, but didn’t care at all.

If I’m too sleepy, I’ll cancel; not even Jesus can do anything about it.

Games can wait, but sleep is essential.

Nice.

Sun Zhicheng didn’t feel much; his own dad should have time to attend the parent-teacher conference; if he could meet Chen Yunyun’s parents, that would be great.

But how should he hint at this to his old man at home?

He’d mention it after going home tonight, hoping his dad doesn’t go out for night fishing. Otherwise, there’d be no room for discussion, and he probably wouldn’t even see him tomorrow.

Mom had some opinions, but Dad didn’t care at all.

Heard that during his fishing craze, he wouldn’t leave even with a dead fish firmly on the hook. He’d just take out three incense sticks from his bag and stick them in the southeast direction.

Taking life lightly to keep reeling in fish.

Sigh, hope he doesn’t go wild tonight, just be a good dad.

Be sharp tomorrow, don’t embarrass us.

The entire afternoon went by.

In the evening self-study, the classroom was buzzing with whispers; everyone was very restless.

Even though tomorrow afternoon’s supplementary class would still happen, and some people still have to attend the parent-teacher conference, at least there would be no early morning self-study.

No need to get up early or attend an early class.

For most boarding students, it was equivalent to a morning break. After all, they chose to board because their homes weren’t in the county, who would have time to attend the parent-teacher conference?

Only parents from some towns nearby would attend briefly, it’s unrealistic for those from remote townships to rush over.

Zeng You breathed a sigh of relief, selected a novel, and began his holiday countdown early. He planned to start from the first evening self-study now and read until dawn.

Then he’d sleep until 1:30 PM, wash up, eat something, and come to class.

Sweet.

Lin Dong originally scheduled to play ball with Sun Zhicheng and Huang Caicai and even invited people from other classes.

But Yang Qiming planned to go binge-drinking and gaming tonight, inviting Huang Caicai to join, covering the internet and instant noodle costs, and offering unlimited beer.

Huang Caicai hadn’t been to an internet café for a long time and hadn’t drunk beer for a while. In rural areas during summer, after working hard, nothing was more refreshing than a cold beer, perfect for cooling down.

A gulp goes from the throat straight to the stomach, coolly stimulating a shiver, even making the scalp tingle with satisfaction.

Hearing about the beer, his saliva had already begun to flow.

So he politely declined Lin Dong.

Hanging with Yang means having beer, instant noodles, and internet.

Previously, he couldn’t understand why the rich young lords in TV dramas always had sycophants around them. Now he understands, they are like father figures, providing both fun and snacks, why not help out a bit?

Sun Zhicheng agreed, as he was planning to attend the parent-teacher conference tomorrow anyway.

Might as well play ball in the morning, calling it morning exercise.

At dawn, playing ball, with a thin morning mist that hasn’t dispersed yet. The youth’s body already drenched in sweat, hair wet, presenting a good opportunity to display charm.

Thinking of this, he instinctively invited Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe.

"Brother Dong’s organizing a game tomorrow, you two want to join?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yunyun instinctively shook her head to refuse.

"Need to sleep."

Wang Yuhe didn’t want to play with a weakling, might thoroughly beat Sun Zhicheng. What if he gets mad and complains to parents at the parent-teacher conference?

"Not coming, you’re too bad. I’m going to play games with Jiang Nian tomorrow."

Sun Zhicheng felt a bit hurt—after all, they were on the same team, yet so heartless.

"Alright then."

Wait, who is she playing games with?

"Climbing... the sunrise is most beautiful at dawn. I’m planning to night climb Qingmu Ridge to watch the sunrise." Zhou Yuting murmured, chatting softly with the girl sitting in front.

"Wow, Yuting, are you really going to watch the sunrise?" The girl in front showed an envious expression, "Your mom actually agreed? Who are you going with?"

"Oh, with some friends from the city." Zhou Yuting brushed her hair behind her ear.

"Yuting, you have so many friends, that’s amazing." The girl focused on emotional validation, constantly praising, "Are they guys or girls? Are they good looking?"

"Both guys and girls, just regular friends." Zhou Yuting showed a smug expression, clearly bratty, "Just watching the sunrise."

Jiang Nian, several rows away, could hear Zhou Yuting’s voice and thought to himself that tomorrow would be cloudy.

What sunrise are you watching, you fool!

And friends from the city too, is the air in urban schools that much sweeter? Okay, I admit I’m a bit sour, but I’m guessing your friends are idiots too.

Why so harsh?

Because Jiang Nian himself used to be pretty close with Zhou Yuting; he admits he’s no saint, so Zhou Yuting’s friends probably aren’t perfect either.

To put it bluntly, they should all be detained.

Having adapted to Class Three’s dynamics, Zhou Yuting was thriving with her princess persona, feigning surprise.

"Gu Liping, your family actually has live chickens? I’m most afraid of roosters."

Suddenly, Zhou Yuting’s seatmate, Yang Qiming, got a sudden impulse and mimicked a rooster crowing, adjusting his voice.

"Cock-a-doodle-doo!~~~"

The sound was so lifelike and lingering.

Only a chicken would know how excellent his skills were, even the hens were swooning.

Zhou Yuting was directly stunned by the crowing in her ear, her mind went blank.

Instantly, the whole class fell silent.

Then, laughter erupted in the class.

In a small Olympic competition Class Three, it somehow contained so many hidden talents.

Jiang Nian said, "That’s a pretty good impression."

Qianbao from the next class peered at them through the door, looking puzzled.

"Who brought a chicken into the class?"

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