Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 274 - 239: Yuyu Needs Psychological Counseling

Chapter 274: Chapter 239: Yuyu Needs Psychological Counseling

"Luo Yong, six votes!"

Looking at the five big "正" characters on the blackboard, the boy’s face was expressionless, with a hint of self-mockery at the corners of his lips.

His palm clenched tightly, the sharp nails dug into his flesh, bringing a piercing pain due to the force.

Luo Yong, Fighting Power six... no.

No, buddy.

Six votes?

Luo Yong was a bit confused himself, with over sixty people in the class. He bribed four people for votes this afternoon, and he only got six votes?

Unfortunately, he wasn’t Xiao Yan; no one in the class talked about him, let alone made fun of him.

Without a moment to mourn Luo Yong’s defeat, Yu Zhiyi, with 28 votes, immediately emerged on the battlefield!

Since everyone in the class had some favor cards in hand, excluding all of them and then subtracting the girls’ votes, what’s left is just color...

Spit, what’s left is public opinion.

The result was unsurprising, Yu Zhiyi was elected as the Psychological Commissioner with high votes.

"Ah, I tried my best, didn’t expect this result." Jiang Nian muttered to himself, looking melancholy.

He seemed to turn his back on the world, deciding for eternity, feeling sorrow for his brother’s failure. He didn’t understand why, he didn’t vote either.

"Luo Yong’s votes are so few." Zhang Ningzhi commented, then turned to Jiang Nian to comfort him, "Don’t be sad, you’ve tried your best."

Jiang Nian glanced at Zhang Ningzhi, nodded, and turned to look at Li Hua.

"Hua, any ideas?"

Li Hua propped his head on his hand, rubbing his face with one hand, afraid that he might accidentally blurt out something sarcastic.

"Uh, that... I’m not really sure either."

Ding Dong!

"Classmates, class is over!"

The first session of evening self-study ended, Yu Zhiyi felt a vague excitement amidst the daze.

The election result was almost as that jerk said, anyway, she was successfully elected. As Zhou Yuting and others came over to talk to her, she got up at the opportunity.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a group of people running out.

....

Yao Beibei happened to be free, so she and Zhang Ningzhi went downstairs arm-in-arm.

Ma Guojun wondered why you four went without taking me?

Thus, Li Hua paid the bill with tears.

But when he thought of Yu Zhiyi being elected as the Psychological Commissioner, he couldn’t help but puff up his chest. No other words, he was feeling quite Yuyu by Jiang Nian now.

Hehe, ask the Psychological Commissioner tonight.

In the flow of people going down the stairs.

Lin Dong, not wanting to buy snacks alone after self-study, managed to coax Sun Zhicheng out.

He patted Sun Zhicheng’s shoulder, comforting him.

"Ah Cheng, just think about it, it’s so dark outside, who can see you?"

"I want to die."

Sun Zhicheng sighed, looking at the bustling night playground. He couldn’t help but think of someone who dared to go out only on Halloween; now he understood the other’s bitterness.

Is the dark the only thing that can give me dignity?

At the entrance of the convenience store.

Lin Dong walked a few steps and realized no one was following him.

He was baffled, turned to look for Sun Zhicheng, only to find he hadn’t even approached the convenience store. He was just standing at the edge of a basketball hoop, covered in shadow.

"What are you doing?" Lin Dong walked over to ask.

In the dark, Sun Zhicheng shook his head.

"It’s too bright."

"What?"

"Brother Dong..." Sun Zhicheng spoke in a pained and melancholic voice, "I’m a person who can’t face the light, merely surviving in dark environments."

Lin Dong was baffled, "Isn’t that the sewer rat?"

"Rat, well put." Sun Zhicheng hugged the cold basketball hoop, lamenting sadly, "It’s too exhilarating bro, that’s exactly me, the sewer rat!"

"What’s the difference between me and an idiot with this haircut?"

"Uh...." Lin Dong hesitated.

He actually wanted to say, without this dumb haircut, you still are...

Forget it, he was afraid Sun Zhicheng would really jump when they went upstairs later.

"Ah Cheng!" He patted Sun Zhicheng’s shoulder with one hand, saying earnestly, "Actually, if you wear a hoodie with a hat tomorrow, it’s fine."

In class, they weren’t allowed to wear caps, but no one would mind if the hood is part of the clothes.

After all, it was already November, and the chill was growing. If asked, just say it’s cold; ask further and you’ll just say you’re shivering, and no one dares to stop you.

Hearing this, Sun Zhicheng’s eyes lit up.

"Good idea!"

Then, he hesitated again, frowning.

"Will this work?"

"Of course it will, that guy in our class is gloomy all day." Lin Dong vaguely said, "Have you seen the teacher care? They don’t intervene either."

"True, makes sense." Sun Zhicheng was relieved.

Looking at the brightly lit convenience store filled with students, a peaceful smile appeared on his face. Brightness suited him more than darkness.

The two walked into the convenience store together, and at checkout, the shopkeeper punched in a number.

"Six bucks."

She looked up and immediately laughed out loud.

"Haha..."

Sun Zhicheng wished he could find a hole to crawl into, scanned his meal card, and ran out. Lin Dong hadn’t come out yet, so he had to return to the dark basketball hoop and wait.

Looking at the bustling convenience store, he felt like a rat that couldn’t see the light. The shopkeeper tore away his disguise, exposing him to the sun.

A tear rolled down from his eye corner, and he really wanted to kill the master’s horse.

Suddenly, Sun Zhicheng heard a familiar voice. He looked toward the voice and saw Jiang Nian and his group, feeling even more melancholic.

Once upon a time, he and Lin Dong, Chen Yunyun, and the others were like that too.

A small group... not the kind that isolates the entire class internally, self-centered small group, but rather a more relaxed, small clique.

Like Jiang Nian and the others, who occasionally hang out together at the cafeteria or convenience store due to good relationships.

But ever since he had the idea of confessing, everything fell apart.

Although he used a classic "cousin misunderstanding" as an excuse, the relationship returned to the start. The small clique became more relaxed, almost splitting into two halves.

Fortunately, Lin Dong was well-liked within the group and could act as a bridge to Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe.

Before long, Lin Dong came out.

"Ah Cheng, why are you hiding here again?"

"Living is meaningless." Sun Zhicheng sighed, "Brother Dong, I don’t want to go to school anymore; I want to find a temple to live in seclusion, no longer concerned with the world."

Lin Dong was baffled, thinking hair grows back in just one or two months, so why go as far as living in a temple?

After thinking it over, he suddenly had an idea.

"Hey, why not ask the Psychological Commissioner!"

Hearing this, Sun Zhicheng was stunned. Right! The Psychological Commissioner is Yu Zhiyi.

Thinking of her patiently comforting him, he immediately straightened his back; that was a Psychological Commissioner he voted for!

.....

During evening self-study, back in the classroom.

Jiang Nian turned to look at Zhang Ningzhi; the young girl was sipping water with a small cup.

"You can’t even eat a few fish balls."

Hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi turned her head, pouting her cheeks.

"I’m on a diet."

"Tsk, my opinion is... not as good as Yao Beibei." Jiang Nian raised an indifferent eyebrow, "She ate four skewers, and Li Hua almost knelt for her."

"Chi Shi!" Li Hua was listening the whole time, pointing a finger, "Defamation, what else can you do apart from slandering me?"

Jiang Nian: "I love telling small lies."

Zhang Ningzhi pursed her lips, wanting to laugh but worried about the unscrupulous deskmate seeing her. So she took a pen, leaned over the desk to write, and the tall stack of books looked like a girl’s battle line cover.

In the past, there was nothing fun to watch; before promotion, just burying your head in studying would get you isolated. Actively or passively, you had to manage the interpersonal relationships around you.

Now, though the people in the class are a bit neurotic, it definitely is fun.

She thought briefly, unconsciously writing a "Jiang" character on the draft paper. Then she suddenly realized, hurriedly blacked out the word, and glanced at him again.

Fortunately, Jiang Nian was also lowering his head to do problems, not spying on her.

Zhang Ningzhi breathed a sigh of relief, then thought, could he recognize if she wrote a pictogram? What does the pictograph for "Jiang" look like?

The pen fell, and three drops of water appeared on the draft paper.

That didn’t seem right.

She bent down, retrieving a purchased copy of "Explaining the Complexity of Characters" from her book frame. She bought it on a whim because of the beautiful cover and the many illustrations.

On the last few pages of the booklet, there seemed to be a comparative table of Chinese character evolution.

Zhang Ningzhi sneakily opened it, found the "Jiang" character following the pinyin order. After scanning around, she found the seal script "Jiang" more appealing.

So she carefully traced it and then went on to find a pictograph for "Year."

In oracle bone script, "Year" was a figure bearing grains, representing the time because grains matured once a year.

As she was diligently drawing, suddenly a voice sounded beside her.

"Looking at literature during physics self-study? Reported."

Zhang Ningzhi froze, maintaining her posture, forcing herself to remain calm.

"I’m just looking around."

"That’s arrestable too, I’ll tell the Physics teacher later." Jiang Nian just finished a question, seeing his desk mate was also not doing proper work, "What are you writing, let me see."

He glanced at it, looking puzzled.

"What’s this?"

"Nothing." Zhang Ningzhi breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, her deskmate wasn’t knowledgeable.

She covered the most recognizable "Jiang" character beforehand, so all Jiang Nian saw was an oracle bone version of "Year," unrecognizable to him.

"Drawing symbols?" Jiang Nian curiously asked.

Zhang Ningzhi immediately turned her head away, ignoring him.

"You’re the one drawing symbols."

She didn’t want to say more, fearing he’d guess the character’s real meaning.

After the second self-study, only he was left at the sixth group’s seat.

Li Hua went over to Yu Zhiyi’s side to watch the commotion, the new Psychological Commissioner was appointed. Many people were chatting there, mostly joking around, pretending to be Yuyu.

Zhang Ningzhi and Yao Beibei went out together, the class monitor wasn’t there either, leaving Jiang Nian alone.

He took out his phone, logged in to Le Zhi’s alternate account to check messages.

Since adding Zhou Yuting and Yu Tongjie’s alternate accounts last week, he hadn’t logged in for almost a week. This account’s purpose was limited to the next Six Cities major joint exam.

About half a month left.

Even so, Jiang Nian chose to fish leisurely.

In the QQ chat page, the latest message stayed from three or four days ago. Zhou Yuting and Yu Tongjie sent over ten messages each to this alternate account.

He first opened Yu Tongjie’s chat page, scrolling the conversation back to last week.