Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 288 - 252 Poke Poke You

Chapter 288: Chapter 252 Poke Poke You

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian immediately couldn’t keep a straight face.

"What the heck?"

Li Hua burst into laughter and immediately started with a story.

"I know a wild tale that says Guan Yu carelessly lost Jingzhou. This ’Jing-porridge’ is not the same as that ’Jingzhou’; it refers to soldiers having a playful night in the camp, and in a basin..."

Jiang Nian interrupted him, "That’s way too far-fetched, shut up!"

In Group Six, there were two of Lin Dong’s roommates, Zeng You and Wu Jungu.

At this point, both of them were equally stunned, mouths slightly open, looking at Lin Dong in shock.

They wondered if there were any surprises in the dorm after they fell asleep?

"Who’s your upper bunk buddy?" Li Hua asked curiously.

"Can’t say." Lin Dong chuckled, "But my upper bunk mate is really careless, woke me up in the middle of the night, and didn’t even clean it up.

Saying this, the enigmatic Lin Dong left with a smile.

Jiang Nian and the others were dumbfounded.

What’s with the sleeping on the upper bunk buddy, that’s unbelievable.

"It’s not me, don’t look at me." Zeng You noticed Jiang Nian’s gaze, blushed a little, "Appearance discrimination, huh? I don’t sleep on his upper bunk."

Wu Jungu also quickly clarified, "I sleep on the lower bunk."

"Who else is in your dorm?" Li Hua asked curiously.

"Don’t ask about that, dorm privacy." Zeng You didn’t want to say.

The two of them definitely knew, but neither would say anything. After all, such explosive news was indeed too shocking, and speaking out of turn might offend someone.

In the middle of Chinese morning reading, Lao Liu came by for an inspection, and seeing nothing out of the ordinary in the class, quickly left again.

As the end of morning self-study approached, Lin Dong strolled over to Group Six with eight-treasure porridge. He raised his eyebrows at Zeng You and Wu Jungu, feeling triumphant.

"Look, eight-treasure porridge from Brother Wei."

Zeng You: "..."

Wu Jungu: "....This porridge, huh?"

"What else?" Lin Dong explained, "He was secretly eating eight-treasure porridge in the middle of the night, slurping like a mouse, and forcibly woke me up."

"When I opened my eyes, the porridge dripped on the edge of my bed."

Jiang Nian: "Then what are you babbling about?"

By the wall.

Zhang Ningzhi looked at Jiang Nian curiously, not understanding what they were talking about. But judging by their expressions, it didn’t seem like anything serious.

Forget it, don’t listen, don’t listen.

She opened her Chinese textbook, preparing to return to the material. Carefully reading each interpretation below the classical Chinese texts, she flipped through and came across "Spring River Flower Moon Night."

Just then, the bell for the end of morning self-study rang.

Zhang Ningzhi poked Jiang Nian with her finger, and when he didn’t respond, she poked harder.

Poke poke!

"Hiss~" Jiang Nian inhaled sharply.

Zhang Ningzhi, a bit uncertain, asked hesitantly.

"Did it hurt a lot?"

Jiang Nian glanced at her, frowning.

"Of course, how about I poke you."

"Oh." Zhang Ningzhi curled up tightly, her arms pressed against her body, her face full of fear, "But you can only use the force I just used."

"No, I need to add a bit."

"Why!"

"Deskmates get a twenty percent bonus, didn’t you know that from the elementary and middle school rules?" Jiang Nian cunningly confused the little girl.

"Oh, okay, do it then."

Jiang Nian lightly touched Zhang Ningzhi’s arm through her clothes, very gently.

"Alright, what did you want to tell me?"

"I don’t want to say anymore, hmph." Zhang Ningzhi, a bit petty, decided not to talk to the annoying boy all morning, "Go entertain yourself!"

Li Hua lay on the table, actually not asleep at all. He peeked with one eye, watching Jiang Nian, this scoundrel, even flirt with a female classmate.

Students not solving problems, just flirting with girls, giggling.

He should be punished!

Jiang Nian lay down, sleeping, and locked eyes with Li Hua.

Each scrutinized the other with one eye.

"Are you out of your mind?" Jiang Nian sneered.

"Can’t say."

"Then just stay like that, you’ll give up and turn away eventually." Jiang Nian felt no fear, "I can keep watch with one eye and sleep with the other."

"I don’t believe it," Li Hua stared tightly at Jiang Nian.

Ten minutes passed, and Li Hua gave up.

It wasn’t because Jiang Nian could actually rest one eye and keep watch with the other, but because this troublemaker could not sleep during break over one sentence.

First class began, Lao Liu entered in a hurry.

He inserted a USB, opened a folder, and quickly lectured, finishing in two minutes.

"These five classical poems are just these five, later the class representative will use the PPT." Lao Liu’s rushed action caught everyone’s attention in the class.

"Teacher, where are you going?" Li Hua was the first to stand up.

"Ah, well, the teacher has something to do." Lao Liu mumbled, "Anyway, you usually don’t listen, this is related to the teacher’s personal happiness, you can look at the PPT."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian, who was ready to brush up on science problems, put down his pen.

If you don’t want to teach, then I want to listen.

Early morning date? Well, you can’t go, this class will be the most attentive class I listen to in the entire senior year. Not only will I listen, but I’ll also take notes.

"Teacher, I didn’t understand the classical poems."

Upon hearing this, Lao Liu looked at Jiang Nian, full of doubt.

"Who would want to listen to a few classical poems that aren’t even used in college entrance exams? Raise your hand and let me see."

Swish, almost the whole class raised their hands.

Lao Liu showed a look of doubt, instantly annoyed.

In fact, these five classical poem appreciations are classic templates for the college entrance exam. It would take two periods just to explain them thoroughly.

Moreover, he really didn’t have anything to do, it was purely an idea that popped up during the early morning class.

He knew this group of students in Class Three too well; those rebellious minds would never allow a teacher to slip away earlier than them. If he didn’t want to teach, they would want to listen instead.

They would even actively ask questions after class, driven by a mutual torment.

Lao Liu looked around and sighed.

"Alright, if that’s the case, then let’s start the class. Once everyone pretty much understands, the teacher will leave."

In the classroom, the atmosphere of learning was high.

"I can choose not to listen, but you can’t choose not to teach, or I can’t sleep peacefully."

"Teacher, it’s clear you’re in a hurry, but don’t rush."

"Suddenly, I feel like the language is not that boring, my eagerness to learn is terrifying now."

"Tsk, it’s time to appreciate ancient Oriental aesthetics. (Removes glasses)"

The reaction from the podium was exactly what Lao Liu wanted.

He turned to the blackboard with an expression of speechlessness, covering a fleeting smile, cleared his throat, and pretended to be helpless.

"Then I’ll talk generally about the first one...."

Two periods passed, and Lao Liu regretted it a bit.

Two hours without a break, and as soon as class ended, people approached with questions.

Especially those in Group Six, none of them usually listened, now pretended to take turns asking all sorts of questions, not even allowing him to go to the bathroom.

It was during a big recess, dragging him for a whole twelve minutes.

If it weren’t for the fact that the call for exercise was almost over, and the whistle from that side was already breathless, it probably wouldn’t have stopped.

"Jiang Nian, stop asking, go exercise." Lao Liu had also given up, thinking these two people were incredibly annoying, "Li Hua, you too, stop waiting, go exercise."

Lin Dong, who was lining up behind, was not happy; he just wanted to skip exercise.

"Teacher, I’m studious!"

Study my ass!

Lao Liu forcibly drove the group of them away, and counted it was actually eight or nine people.

If this were found out by the grade group, a single deduction could cost a day’s salary. Like the homeroom teacher from Class Four, this month’s bonus was probably gone.

Tsk tsk, poor thing.

Are the people from Class Four that unruly?

Compared to that, his class was a bit bizarre but at least didn’t cause trouble, with strong class management, sparing him worry.

Peaceful times.

Track field.

Members of the student union were guarding the gate with armbands, not allowing latecomers to mix in.

"Ahem, Little Wang."

"Bro, yes?"

"No one can go down now, just register one whenever someone comes."

"Got it, bro."

"Um." The small student union officer nodded satisfied, suddenly turned his head and saw several figures running towards them, "Someone’s coming, start registering."

"Okay..."

"Haha, what are you nervous about? Such a coward." The officer stood with hands behind his back, presenting an elegant figure, "Oh well, take it easy, this is my last move."

As he spoke, he was about to demonstrate to his subordinates how to stop people.

"You few!" He lowered his voice and shouted.

However, these people didn’t stop running.

One quickly brushed past him, causing a gust of wind. Another roughly pushed him aside, still shouting arrogantly.

"Get lost; even dare to stop people from Class Four."

Two others broke through, and another left a sentence behind.

"Are you okay?"

The last one took a leap past him, adding.

"Dumbass, get your head checked."

Under the sunlight, the running teenagers were like joyful white doves. They jumped down from the mottled stone steps, slipping into the exercise crowd within a few steps.

The student union officer slowly came back to his senses, realizing he couldn’t find any trace of those people.

Circle after circle, the student formation ran, linking head to tail.

"Bro, are you alright?"

The student union officer was furious, hopping mad.

"Is there no law! No school rules!"

.....

Qianbao had just entered the classroom and got a fright.

"Why do you all look so drained?"

She went to the door to check the schedule out of curiosity.

"You guys have a back-to-back math class in the morning?"

"Teacher, the last class was Chinese."

"Chinese class?" Qianbao was quite surprised, "Since it was a Chinese class, why do you all look so drained?"

People in the classroom explained in a jumbled mess, Jiang Nian yawned out of boredom.

He was getting ready to sleep.

Just as he was about to lay down, the system panel suddenly popped up.

No time to look; suddenly a girl appeared at the door. Probably a student union officer, she knocked on the classroom door and left a message before leaving.

"Students on the psychological evaluation list, please go to the psychology office for a meeting!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhiyi looked up, then turned to Jiang Nian.

"Jiang Nian."

On the platform, Qianbao was slightly surprised to see Jiang Nian standing up from his seat.

"Hmm... you?"

Seeing the clearly skeptical look in Qianbao’s eyes, Jiang Nian was a bit displeased.

The entire third class with eleven groups rests on my shoulders!

"Teacher, if you keep staring, I’ll feel Yuyu."