Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 300 - 264 Because the reading speed is too fast, so.......

Chapter 300: Chapter 264 Because the reading speed is too fast, so.......

"What are you two whispering about instead of listening to the class?"

Qianbao leaned on the lectern with one hand, staring in a certain direction. She looked angry, but was secretly delighted.

Feeling too tired from having an early class on a Sunday, she decided to pick a scapegoat to take the lead for a while.

Jiang Nian could help explain the test papers, while Li Hua could just be thrown to the back. This kid never learns, now he’s gossiping in class.

So, Li Hua shamefully grabbed two books and ran to the back of the classroom.

His face looked miserable, but inside he was laughing.

He was eager to share the meme with someone, couldn’t wait to be sent to the back to stand.

According to the unspoken rules of punishment, he could move around freely in the back row.

Jiang Nian was speechless, dragged into this by the troublemaker Li Hua, suffering an undeserved calamity.

He had no choice but to pick up the English exam papers and go to the front like a laborer.

Just as he stood up, his desk mate Zhizhi gently pulled him and softly asked.

"Did you do the exam paper?"

Man, this is the ideal beautiful desk mate.

What on earth was that that just went to the back row? Pure nonsensical stuff.

Jiang Nian was deeply moved, "I happened to have done it."

Since the English exam papers were distributed yesterday, and we were asked to do only four reading comprehension tasks, he finished them casually while reading.

Even so, he took Zhang Ningzhi’s exam paper to the front.

She asked, so not taking it felt a bit presumptuous.

Honest Jiang Nian was being thoroughly honest this time, projecting the paper using the overhead projector on the Alex board, he began translating the reading comprehension word by word.

"Environmental protection departments discovered a chemical factory in the suburbs of London..."

Byd, classic London question.

Zhou Yuting was listening attentively to the lesson, even though the person on stage was Jiang Nian.

She had been troubled enough these days, having to face the academic pressure of the Olympic class, plus nightmares caused by the chat group incident.

She indeed had strong beliefs, but that didn’t mean she was fearless.

Whether she copied or not wasn’t important anymore; the point was she was in that group, and if someone leaked it, no one would listen to her explanation.

The only way now is to improve her grades before the chat group is exposed.

But... easier said than done; learning is hard and progress is nearly impossible, with endless assignments and constant worries disrupting her rest.

No kidding, it felt like a matter of life and death.

Zhou Yuting scratched her head, forcing herself to concentrate on the lesson.

The classroom echoed with Jiang Nian’s voice as she lowered her head, looking at the test paper, mind drifting and staring blankly at the printed English text.

Her eyes seemed to fixate in place for a long time.

Since childhood, she had always been proud. Wherever she went, there would be a group of people surrounding her like stars, at her beck and call.

Even when changing places, she could always integrate from the edge to the center of groups.

It had always been that way until the third year of high school.

But after a summer vacation, everything changed. She failed to get into an advanced class, her small circle disbanded, two suitors disappeared, and even abandoned her.

She realized the source of all this was the owner of the voice beside her.

Jiang Nian had improved her grades, but she didn’t know how. But when she saw Jiang Nian after advancing to another class, doing a thousand times better than before, she was a bit shaken.

Zhou Yuting originally didn’t care about these things because she knew clearly.

Temporary gains and losses were just minor; once she succeeded in advancing classes, everything would come naturally, and past events didn’t matter.

What was Jiang Nian? There would always be someone better than him.

But Zhou Yuting found she did care a little, especially seeing Jiang Nian with that female desk mate. Every time she saw her, it broke her heart a bit.

She could accept Jiang Nian advancing classes and getting 590 points, but she didn’t think someone like Zhang Ningzhi would have a good impression of Jiang Nian.

It felt like throwing away a broken porcelain, and seeing a rich person pick it up claiming it was a priceless treasure—truly infuriating.

What kind of bewitchment did Jiang Nian put on her? They weren’t even from the same world...

These thoughts swirled tumultuously in her heart.

"Alright, now let’s look at the questions for the second reading comprehension," Qianbao’s voice pulled Zhou Yuting’s attention back, and her heart began to race as she regained focus.

She hastily turned her gaze to reading comprehension part B, still unable to calm her emotions.

The class routine turned into Jiang Nian translating the meaning of the reading comprehension questions first, then translating the entire passage, and then stepping aside.

Qianbao took over, explaining how to tackle the questions skillfully.

This cycle repeated, thoroughly turning him into a tool for the boss lady. Due to his fast translating speed, they managed to finish three reading comprehension passages in one class.

Meanwhile, Li Hua spent the whole class laughing.

Like a social butterfly roaming the back row of class three, sharing his god-level meme with Liu Yang, then finding Tao Ran, laughing uncontrollably.

As the class was ending, Li Hua realized that the picture he had was missing.

Standing in the back row, he patted his body all over.

"Where’s my picture?"

Ding ding ding, the first class ended.

The classroom collapsed into a heap of exhausted students, and Jiang Nian followed suit and came down.

Noticing Li Hua hadn’t returned, he didn’t think much of it.

"Here, your exam paper."

"Oh." Zhang Ningzhi took the paper, feeling a bit awkward, and whispered as she lay on the desk, "You obviously did the paper, why didn’t you say so?"

Jiang Nian was about to drink some water to wet his throat, he paused at her words.

"Because... just because I did it this time, doesn’t mean I will do it next time. So you must study hard and submit your homework on time each time."

Zhang Ningzhi was speechless, pursing her lips.

"I won’t do it next time either."

"Then I’ll report you, a real-name report." Jiang Nian pointed at her, reporting now had become his freeform technique, anything could be reported, dare to object.

Zhang Ningzhi was wearing an off-white hoodie today, with her hair tied in a high ponytail, her skin fair and delicate, and while lying on the desk, her long neck was exposed.

She showed a displeased expression, furrowing her brows at Jiang Nian.

"Don’t you dare report me!"

"I will." Jiang Nian shamelessly insisted.

"You!!" Zhang Ningzhi, infuriated, suddenly lost her sleepiness. She sat up from the desk, trying to figure out how to counter his reporting, but she couldn’t come up with anything.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. As she turned her head, she noticed Jiang Nian’s exposed arm.

Even though it was already considered winter, and the morning temperatures were a bit piercing, Jiang Nian still habitually rolled up his sleeves every day.

At this moment, as he leaned on the desk, his arm was exposed.

Zhang Ningzhi thought about it, picked up a pen, and drew a pig’s head on his arm.

During the drawing, she held her breath as if carefully doodling without getting caught, thinking this way she wouldn’t wake Jiang Nian.

Perhaps her prayers were effective, he did not wake throughout.

It wasn’t until the start of the second class that he slowly woke up, as if unaware of anything, unscrewing his water bottle and taking several gulps, muttering to himself.

"Where’s that dog, Li Hua?"

Beside him, Zhang Ningzhi remained silent, like a lotus blooming in the mud, watching Jiang Nian’s actions out of the corner of her eye, silently chanting that it wasn’t her.

It was... the team leader, the team leader secretly did it.

"What the heck?" Jiang Nian exclaimed, seemingly discovering something, "Who’s been on my arm..."

Halfway through speaking, he stopped making any noise.

Zhang Ningzhi hid herself in a pile of books, her heart pounding uncontrollably, blushing furiously, embodying the classic "there’s nothing here" look.

She really wanted to see why Jiang Nian stopped talking, questioning if he got angry.

But she didn’t dare lift her head, maintaining her "ostrich in the snow" pose.

Soon, Li Hua returned from outside the classroom, stepping on the second preparation bell.

As soon as he sat down, barely catching his breath, he turned and asked Jiang Nian.

"Nian, have you seen my picture?"

"Nope, forget about your picture." Jiang Nian grinned, laying his arm across, "Let me show you something cool, after seeing it, you’ll know what fatherly love as high as a mountain is."

"What the heck?" Li Hua was baffled.

He saw Jiang Nian turning his elbow, revealing an arm with a comical pig’s head drawn on it, with crooked letters on top.

ai son Li Hua.

"Damn, you son of a bitch!"

Born a natural beast, even his love was written in pinyin.

Damn, how lazy can one get?

Huang Fang listened to the chaos in the back row, paying no heed.

She picked up her pen and drew on the test paper, finding the ink wouldn’t come out. So, she shook it hard a few more times, found nothing worked, and then changed the refill.

Looking at the used-up ink refill, Fangfang felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

After replacing the refill, she didn’t throw it away as trash but placed it into a box containing a heap of similarly used-up refills.

Wu Jungu observed his desk mate’s actions the entire time, finding it amusing.

"Do you like collecting used pen refills?"

Huang Fang was momentarily stunned, then a bit embarrassed.

"Ah, I do... why?"

"Nothing, just reminded me of something," Wu Jungu chuckled, unable to resist saying, "Zeng You likes piling used tissues at the foot of his bed..."

Huang Fang: "..."

In the second class, Jiang Nian was still recruited as a victim.

Qianbao, finding it handy, clearly didn’t plan on letting go.

At the back of the classroom, Zhou Yuting was listening to Jiang Nian translating and correcting reading comprehension part D. She had adjusted her mindset, determined not to dwell on it.

Ships sail past the wreckage of old ships; the new trees flourish in front of the diseased tree.

It’s too early to determine victory or defeat; Tao Ran is way better than Jiang Nian, and she would definitely win.

Suddenly, she turned her head and saw Yang Qiming looking at a small, cut image.

Initially, Zhou Yuting wasn’t going to get distracted, but Yang Qiming kept stifling laughter, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably, even causing the desk to vibrate.

She was speechless, nudging Yang Qiming.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Qiming couldn’t hold it in, handed the image to Zhou Yuting to see.

"Have a look at this."

"I don’t want to, we’re in class." She was a bit annoyed, glancing at it instinctively.

Because she read it too quickly, it directly implanted into her brain. Her body didn’t react in time, but the information was already processed.

Seeing Tao Ran’s name caught her attention, and she couldn’t help but ask.

"What is Furry?"

"Oh, Furry is..." Yang Qiming eagerly explained.

Upon hearing that, Zhou Yuting’s pupils expanded, finding herself at a loss for words.

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