Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 238 - 205: Spatial Lock

Chapter 238: Chapter 205: Spatial Lock

At the back door of the classroom, a group of students gathered there.

Some were laughing and joking, wanting to see what their parents looked like in class. Others looked nervous, afraid their parents might dig through things on the desk and uncover secrets.

Without exception, they were all there because their parents were attending the meeting, specifically sneaking peeks at their own parents.

Don’t listen to things you shouldn’t, don’t ask questions you shouldn’t.

Chen Yunyun squeezed herself among them, nervously watching her mother at her seat.

Yunmu Town was a bit of a drive from the county town, and her parents drove all the way here. Her father was wandering downstairs, while her mother sat calmly in the classroom.

The thought of her restless dad made Chen Yunyun sweat. She hoped he’d be well-behaved and not do anything embarrassing at school.

Suddenly, her shoulder was tapped.

"Did your parents come?"

Chen Yunyun’s body tensed instinctively, then relaxed.

"You scared me."

Jiang Nian felt a bit baffled, just a shoulder tap, it’s not like he hit a nerve.

The demon hero was too rare; let me see your pattern.

"Why are you acting all guilty?"

"Who...who’s acting guilty!" Chen Yunyun was indeed a bit anxious, but not guilty; just nervous about whether to make introductions or not.

Good friends? She had many friends, her best friend being Wang Yuhe.

So what was Jiang Nian to her?

"Let me see, did both your parents come?" Jiang Nian curiously asked, tiptoeing to peek inside, "Your mom looks really young, did Auntie have an early romance or something."

Being called young was the highest compliment for parents. If exaggerated a bit, adding "Auntie looks under thirty" could result in... a stern warning from an old father.

To relive a life, the old father is the urban Dragon King.

Whoa, why a chess Dragon King?

"Pfft! Stop saying nonsense." Chen Yunyun blushed slightly.

In the setting of a parent-teacher meeting, "early romance" was a taboo word. Just hearing it was enough to make her tremble, and now Chen Yunyun felt a bit guilty.

She hadn’t experienced early romance but was a bit curious about it.

"My parents did marry quite early, but it was legal at that time. My grandparents married even earlier, but my cousins on my uncles’ side aren’t as good in studies as I am."

"Impressive, a family heritage." Jiang Nian casually joked.

Chatting with Chen Yunyun was quite enjoyable; she was pleasant to look at, not to mention she had almost no abstract talents, very normal.

In the basket case class of Class Three, Jiang Nian preferred talking with normal people.

Satisfying.

Chen Yunyun couldn’t deny it and even pondered whether romance could be hereditary.

"Your parents really aren’t coming?"

"Yeah, complete free-range." Jiang Nian didn’t mind, "I don’t want them to come either, the school always organizes awkwardly moving programs."

Hearing this, Chen Yunyun suddenly remembered the letter she wrote to her parents last night.

"You mean that essay, right? I wrote one too."

"What did you write?" he asked curiously.

"Not telling you."

"Alright, people having secrets is normal, understandable." Jiang Nian said seriously, "I’ll go in and serve your mom tea, then tell her that paper needs to be submitted."

"Ah!!" Chen Yunyun was almost driven crazy by him, exclaiming, "You...how can you do this!"

A person can hardly be this annoying.

Jiang Nian was uncertain.

....

Basketball court.

The dirt-colored basketball arced through the morning light, drawing a parabola in the air.

With a bang, it hit the rim and bounced off.

Sun Zhicheng clicked his tongue, appearing calm and unfazed on the surface.

"Missed."

Lin Dong scratched his head, not quite understanding why Sun Zhicheng played basketball like he was starring in a TV drama. After over two hours of playing, his underwear was soaked in sweat.

He looked around, noting no one else was in this corner.

"Ah Cheng, take a break."

"No, you rest." Sun Zhicheng stood proudly, flipping his hand into a fist, calmly saying, "I’m still far from my limit, I want to keep trying."

"Okay, Sakuragi Cheng." Lin Dong chuckled.

He didn’t know what got into Sun Zhicheng, but it didn’t stop him from working out physically.

Recently made some money, but worried about earning it without living to spend it.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man approached.

"Young man, mind if I join?"

Lin Dong gave the middle-aged man a once-over; he didn’t look old. At first glance, he was quite pleasing, so Lin Dong didn’t refuse.

"Sure, I’m done playing."

Due to the parent’s meeting for Year Three in the morning, all the basketball courts near the school buildings were closed. Anyone playing there would be chased off by security.

The court where Lin Dong played was in a corner, near the staff apartments, thus avoiding the ban.

"Thank you." The middle-aged man politely expressed his gratitude, then joined the court, playing a scattered game with Sun Zhicheng, dribbling and shooting at the basket.

Sun Zhicheng was expressionless, completely immersed in his own world.

After two hours of intense basketball under the morning light, drenched in sweat, the feeling of fulfillment captivated him, and his outlook expanded alongside.

Recently, he’s been studying "Wolf Way," gaining significant insight.

Wolves understand patience; in solitude and loneliness, one must learn to endure. Always honing themselves, conserving energy, waiting for a full-blown explosion.

After a few rounds of shooting, he felt he had grown.

The middle-aged man, too, just finished warming up. He took off his jacket and, after hesitating, hung it on the basketball hoop like the young ones did, placing his lighter and cigarettes there.

"Young man, how about we play one-on-one?"

With a pause, Sun Zhicheng realized the middle-aged man was challenging him.

He smiled, a chance to crush someone had come.

Bam!!

A big block shot, completely denying the middle-aged man’s layup.

"Nice block!" Sun Zhicheng shouted.

He was extremely serious. There’s a saying in "Wolf Way": do everything with full effort. The more ruthless and cold-blooded you are, showcasing your strength, the more people will admire you.

The middle-aged man was slightly silent, slightly frustrated but then quickly dismissing it, thinking he’s playing with young lads, it’s just a game after all.

"Impressive, young man, let’s go again."

Hearing this, Sun Zhicheng’s face showed a trace of a smile, saying lightly.

"You’re too kind."

After being blocked a third time, the middle-aged man silently walked to the basketball hoop. He lit a cigarette, taking a smoke break.

After finishing a cigarette, he greeted and left.

Lin Dong, having rested, came over with a bottle of vitamin water.

"Ah Cheng, you cracked me up."

"What?"

"Do you have something against the guy, blocking him nonstop?" Lin Dong chuckled, purely enjoying the show, "But you are really fierce, got that CBA potential."

Sun Zhicheng glanced at his palm, frowning slightly.

"Didn’t control the strength well, need to be more careful next time."

Lin Dong nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, just a chance encounter, who cares; no idea whose class that parent belonged to."

....

"Auntie, have some tea." Jiang Nian served tea to Chen Yunyun’s mother, and asked, "Where’s Uncle, didn’t he come?"

There was a ten-minute break during the parent meeting.

The first half was over, and there was a timeout.

"Thank you, he’s wandering around your school." Chen Yunyun’s mother smiled, her gaze passing over Jiang Nian to her bashful daughter behind him.

Blushing like that, something’s up.

"Ah, Uncle could come up and have a cup of tea." Jiang Nian poured another cup, "There are plenty of seats in the class, the second half won’t last long."

"Sure, thank you, handsome boy."

Hearing this, Chen Yunyun blushed even more.

She thought, what’s her mom saying, using such a weird nickname?

Looking up, she saw her mom staring at her with a big smile.

She’s going to die of embarrassment.

"Uncle, is the tea to your liking?" Jiang Nian was serving tea to Zhang Wanhai, "Why is Uncle not saying anything, naturally aloof?"

Zhang Wanhai glanced at his talkative daughter’s desk mate, feeling a bit speechless. Wondering how the teacher arranged the seating, could his daughter still focus on studying?

Even though he hadn’t noticed anything except the drink box, maybe they were just good friends, making more friends isn’t bad.

But... the look of this young man was somewhat risky, not reliable at all.

Just as he was pondering, he saw his daughter approach.

The boy naturally turned and said.

"Uncle is really handsome, during your youth you must’ve been like Leo."

Hearing this, Zhang Wanhai suddenly straightened.

Though the boy was quite talkative, he had good taste.

"Eh... it’s alright, not that exaggerated." Zhang Ningzhi was a bit embarrassed for her father, introducing, "Dad, this is my desk mate Jiang Nian."

"Hello, Uncle." Jiang Nian greeted.

"Jiang Nian, right? You seem like a good kid." Zhang Wanhai didn’t have much to say after asking if Jiang Nian’s parents came, then it went silent.

Zhang Ningzhi sat in Jiang Nian’s seat, accompanying her dad in conversation.

Jiang Nian left with the teapot, and while wandering the class, saw a familiar face.

"Uncle Sun."

"Oh, Brother Nian." Sun Jianguo was also cheerful, taking the opportunity to boast while Jiang Nian was pouring tea, "Caught a big one while fishing in the wild yesterday, pulled hard."

"Nice, got pictures?" Jiang Nian asked quickly.

"Yes, yes, yes, I even posted it on my moments." Sun Jianguo opened his social media to brag, "Look at this size, I thought the pole would break."

Jiang Nian played along, and as he was leaving, he saw what Sun Zhicheng wrote to his parents.

[I am a military general, not good with words. I’ll copy the Longzhong Plan for you, remember to look at it for a long time, don’t let the homeroom teacher find out I didn’t write it.]

"I am but a commoner, farming in Nanyang..."

He chuckled, wandering around to see what others in the class wrote. Most of what was written for parents was spread out on the desks, predominantly written honestly.

Yao Beibei drew a heart on the paper, with a note: Bring some grapes home.

He fannicked, finding the note Yu Zhiyi wrote for her parents, who didn’t come. She knew since yesterday, this was purely written for herself, to see what she wrote.

[You actually looked? Shameless.]

And that was it.

Jiang Nian didn’t care, collected the material, and threw it into the trash heap.

He was just about to take the teapot out when he turned and came face to face with the class leader.

Li Qingrong was looking at him with an enigmatic expression, seemingly having something to say.

Feeling a bit panicked, he asked.

"Class leader, what’s up?"

Li Qingrong lowered her gaze, speaking slowly.

"Your access to space permissions..."

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