Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 267 - 232 What are you mumbling about, do you like me?

Chapter 267: Chapter 232 What are you mumbling about, do you like me?

The cool street, with shops closed on both sides, was illuminated by the orange streetlights casting a dim circle of light.

Jiang Nian walked past with his bag, his shadow lengthening and shortening.

"After all this talking, Mr. Xu, you’re not a class monitor, huh?"

"Are you?" she retorted.

"Ahem, given time..." Jiang Nian said evasively, "I observe our biology class representative living in idleness, indulging in male charms, and I will surely replace him someday."

"Your biology class rep is a girl?"

"A guy."

Xu Qianqian: "...."

The two strolled all the way home, chatting about holidays after entering a small alley.

"Is there a break this month?"

"Six hours on Sunday."

"Not that, I mean a long holiday of a day or two." Xu Qianqian clutched her backpack tighter, "I’ve been saving a TV drama, and it’s already concluded."

"Which drama?"

"Get lost, I’m not telling you." Xu Qianqian glanced at him, fully understanding his scheming mind, "No way you’re getting spoilers, you’d never guess it."

"Why not watch an episode before bed?"

"Watching it would make me hate studying."

"It’s not that exaggerated," Jiang Nian said.

He exited from the alley entrance, turned into a narrow path, and took a shortcut home through the gaps between buildings on both sides, with Xu Qianqian following behind.

While going upstairs, Xu Qianqian suddenly spoke up.

"Did you go play basketball this afternoon?"

On the stairs, Jiang Nian paused.

"Nonsense, studying in the classroom."

"Really didn’t?" Xu Qianqian looked up at him, a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, "Seemed quite imposing, you left the team, right? Still able to play with those guys?"

"Didn’t play."

"Heh, you admitted it." Xu Qianqian squinted her eyes, an expression of having caught him red-handed, "Stop getting entangled with those guys, or I’ll tell Aunt Li."

Jiang Nian was sweating like a small soybean, is that Old Arthur, playing with the same trick all the time?

"Xu Qianqian, do you have any job other than tattling?"

At those words, she frowned.

"I’ll tell my dad."

Jiang Nian silently gave her a thumbs up, "Alright, in father’s name."

Two doors closed without a goodnight.

This is their usual routine, once home, they both more or less want to quickly shower and lie in bed. Listen to some music, swipe Douyin for a few minutes, then slowly fall asleep.

What differs is, Xu Qianqian occasionally chooses to watch some online lessons.

Jiang Nian is just satisfied if he scores 600 points, no longer holds any ambition once out of school. Just wants to rest at home, burrow under the covers and watch some ’beneficial’ videos.

After showering, he lay in bed, speakers softly playing "Love Before AD."

[The priest temple fighting with bows and arrows, whose past is it.]

...

Li Qingrong lowered her gaze, staring at Jiang Nian’s QQ page with that line.

Favorite song: "Love Only Seven Yuan."

Searched it and clicked play, [Wanting to blend in within the crowd where you’re only mine, passing by Goddess Su, wishing in the name of the goddess...]

Finished listening, she was ready to sleep.

After ten minutes, she groped for her phone in the dark. Opened Jiang Nian’s QQ again to take a look for a while.

Pulled up the 26-key keyboard, but didn’t know what to text late at night.

111: .

The other party quickly responded, showing typing.

Li Qingrong specially checked the time, 11:25 pm, still not asleep at this hour.

Do you have a habit of staying up late?

What topic to talk about, is the other party doing homework?

In her hesitation, the message has already arrived.

Jiang Nian: "?"

Li Qingrong looked at the question mark on the screen, inexplicably feeling all the pressure coming back.

"1."

Jiang Nian: "2."

The two sent from 1 to 32, Jiang Nian couldn’t hold back anymore.

"Class monitor can’t sleep?"

"Yeah."

"Then it must be a problem with the posture. What’s your usual sleeping posture?" Jiang Nian usually finds it hard to get sleepy before midnight unless he’s very tired.

He played less than half a game of basketball in the afternoon, barely sweat, let alone got sleepy.

Li Qingrong: "Lying down."

Jiang Nian sent an emoji, Grandpa Niu: Where’s Tutu?

After sending it, he worried the class monitor wouldn’t understand, and was about to stupidly explain it.

Suddenly, a message came through, it was a freshly taken photo.

[Photo].

In the dim room, only a bedside lamp was turned on, light spilling out from the uniquely shaped wooden lamp.

The girl with her hair down was lying on her side, holding up her phone to take a picture.

The scene is beyond description, just feeling the class monitor’s aura is thin like mist.

Jiang Nian typed, "Try this posture[Photo]."

Side-lie style.

He was only a little serious with the class monitor, if it were chatting with Huang Beibei. Then the remedy for insomnia should be judo, practice once and you’ll feel sleepy.

What? Still not sleepy.

Then review and learn something new.

At the tender age of youth, hills overlap with golden gleams, sideburns cloud pass fragrant cheeks of snow.

Li Qingrong didn’t reply for quite a while.

Jiang Nian assumed she fell asleep, and didn’t care much, continued switching screens watching ’beneficial’ videos.

Douyin after midnight is full of good stuff, if not ghost stories then ’beneficial’ videos, always easy to stick onto the cover.

"Shadow by the window,....."

Jiang Nian was staring at his phone intently when it buzzed with a message popping up.

"Okay."

The sense of horror vanished instantly.

Helpless, he clicked into the class monitor’s chat.

"Did it work?"

After two minutes, Li Qingrong didn’t reply either.

Given the previous experience, Jiang Nian couldn’t feel at ease watching ’beneficial’ videos. That kind of situation, with friends sending messages suddenly, makes one feel uneasy.

It feels like..... a complete wiping of moral values.

So, he proactively sent a message to test.

"Why not reply?"

Li Qingrong replied instantly, "Fell asleep."

.....

The next day.

During morning reading, Zhou Yuting left her seat to proactively approach Yu Zhiyi.

"Hey, let me tell you, yesterday I....."

The two became friends only a couple of days ago, bonding swiftly due to similar views. Now they were in a state where they were above friends but below besties.

After hearing it, Yu Zhiyi couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.

"Does such a person really exist?"

"Yes, a lame guy." Zhou Yuting fanned herself with her Chinese knowledge list and complained, "Comes up and states his name like I have to know him."

"Zhang Xiaofan, seems vaguely familiar," Yu Zhiyi frowned, "Isn’t he the one who loves playing basketball, got hit by him once while passing the court."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yuting froze, isn’t this a classic idol drama opening?

"And then?"

"What then?" Yu Zhiyi looked confused, just like a normal person would, "It hurt like heck, I called him an idiot and left."

Zhou Yuting didn’t know what to say for a moment, is this how normal people react?

Seems like it.

Forget it, not talking about this.

"He suddenly added me, scared the heck out of me." Zhou Yuting continued to complain, "I looked at his moments, full of sneakers and all kinds of concerts and basketball."

"I don’t really get this, he says he can sing, dance, and play basketball. Says he’s admired me for a long time, wanted to get to know me."

Upon hearing, Yu Zhiyi asked.

"Which class is he from?"

"First floor."

"Oh... well that’s okay then, at least he’s human." Yu Zhiyi lost interest hearing he was from the first floor.

Failing to get into college, what’s there to talk about?

Of course, it’s not like she holds any bias against students with low cultural scores. It’s just the path and worldview in the future will be different, getting along becomes tiring over time.

She had a cousin in her thirties who married a guy who dropped out after middle school to work, and they fought almost daily post-marriage, ending up divorced with two houses.

Then quickly found a third-year intern university student, flaunting happiness in the family group.

While she was indifferent to her cousin’s happiness, from the perspective of finding a prospective boyfriend alone, looking for a wealthy one doesn’t contradict looking for someone with a bit higher scores.

"What do you think of him?" she asked.

"To be honest, I have no opinion." Zhou Yuting spread her hands apathetically, "He said he’d get me milk tea, but I’m trying to lose weight lately."

"Then he said he’d buy me gifts, but I noticed they weren’t expensive. I could buy them easily myself, don’t need him to gift them. If it were slightly expensive, he’d probably be in pain."

On hearing this, Yu Zhiyi asked curiously.

"So why not delete him?"

Zhou Yuting looked puzzled, retorting.

"Why delete?"

"Keep him, I find his messages quite funny, way funnier than deadpan jokes."

Third group.

Lin Dong withdrew his gaze from Yu Zhiyi and said to Sun Zhicheng who was doing morning reading nearby.

"What are they chattering about? Do they like me?"

"Dunno." Sun Zhicheng had been somewhat dispirited these days.

Ever since finding out Yang Qiming quickly coupled up with someone from No. 1 Middle School, his mentality cracked.

Yang Qiming looks like a Kabuto, stands up and looks like a pig with a human face. Is that girl blind? Did she grow up in a place like the Kingdom of Women, having never seen a man?

So annoying, don’t want to do morning reading, just want to hang myself.

Lin Dong was long used to Ah Cheng’s occasional impotence, happens at least twenty days a month. Nobody expected much of Ah Cheng, neither did Ah Cheng himself.

He couldn’t care less, continued earnest morning reading.

"Give me another two minutes~ let me freeze the memories into ice!"

....

"Oi, Nian, heard they’re gonna issue a challenge letter." Li Hua, with his typical single-handly supporting his head, seeing Jiang Nian ignore him, went on to annoy Ma Guojun too.

"Oi, Old Ma, your waist size is quite hot huh."

Ma Guojun was rapidly reciting classic poetry, glancing at Li Hua.

"Get lost."

"Damn." Li Hua returned sulking, looking at Jiang Nian with bitterness, "Do you think the girls in class four are pretty? I really wanna take a look at class four."

Jiang Nian shook his head, wagging, like a sniper hard to aim at.

"Can’t hear, can’t hear."

This user refused to talk to an idiot.

After the second period, Jiang Nian had started preparing to change clothes. Suddenly realized... the broadcast for the run didn’t sound, wondered if it’s a weird situation.

Noise came from the back of the classroom.

He turned around to look, saw Cai Xiaoqing carrying a large red paper heading to the podium.

"Quiet down."

"People from class four will come to issue a challenge letter later, during the reading of the challenge letter, our class should remain silent, giving the other party sufficient respect."

"After they finish, our class should stand up and shout slogans."

"Specific slogans, Liu Yang, organize it."

Upon hearing this, the class exploded with excitement.

"Damn, I suggest our class’s challenge letter must be written in small seal script. I don’t want class four people to see it during the exam, and be able to use it directly."

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