Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 307 - 271: Share a bit with me, let me have a taste

Chapter 307: Chapter 271: Share a bit with me, let me have a taste

With a click, the window closed, and Jiang Nian continued working on his exercises.

The phone on the table buzzed, and he went over to see it was a solution image sent by Chen Yunyun, which he had asked her to write half an hour ago.

"It might not be correct; take a look first."

He quickly replied with an "okay" and saved the image.

He has recently been chatting with Chen Yunyun, maybe because their seats are far apart, or perhaps because they’re busy studying during the day, so they’ve turned to occasional online chats.

It’s kind of like a fixed chat buddy, with seven or eight messages a day.

Jiang Nian can manage to reply, as not many people usually message him. Le Zhi occasionally asks about study methods, so he’s generally quite free.

Qianqian and Jiang Nian go home together every day, leaving nothing to say online. Zhang Ningzhi gets a headache from Jiang Nian daily and doesn’t want to chat online at all.

After all, chatting online, at most, you send a few emojis to protest. But if it’s offline, and he says something obnoxious, you can just hit him with a punch.

Huh? How come Jiang Nian doesn’t breathe while he sleeps?

Upon checking, the man downstairs is dead.

Isn’t this a chance to pop champagne again?

By comparison, Chen Yunyun is more tender when Jiang Nian teases her. Even if she gets angry, she simply ignores him, incredibly soft.

The road is smooth, no pebbles around.

He kept working through the exercise database until four in the morning, used a relief for fatigue, and continued until dawn, going through practice exams several times.

Stayed up all night, feeling wide awake.

This is thanks to his consistent daily exercise and diligent, regular routine, which isn’t really related to the system.

In summary, it feels great.

Is there any difference from having thirty-six hours a day?

Jiang Nian thought about his future career in a big Internet company, outworking colleagues and wearing out the bosses. Making a few extra bucks for the boss filled him with pride.

He sent some perfect score screenshots to Old Tian at the driving school, and he instantly replied with a voice message.

"Boss Jiang, you’re incredible!"

That’s how you get things done at a driving school, replying at six in the morning to Boss Jiang. Constantly calling him boss, not even mentioning the student’s matter.

Let alone the students; as long as the other party is over eighteen and a VIP client, even a dog would be called boss.

Jiang Nian was more surprised and replied with a question mark.

"Coach Tian, why are you up so early?"

With a swoosh, Tian Yongsheng replied with another voice message instantly.

"Coaching a VIP client for driving practice, it’s better to practice early in the morning. The client is highly motivated and doesn’t miss work."

In the room, Jiang Nian was taken aback.

Old Tian speaks so eloquently; does the client have a knife to his throat?

And such a strong drive... speechless. In this small place of Zhen Nan, where can one’s ambition lead? Could it be some overworked folks from out of town?

That would be truly terrifying.

He sent a message to Tian Yongsheng, asking Old Tian to help arrange the appointment for the subject one exam.

The other party agreed readily and asked when he would be free for driving practice.

Jiang Nian thought for a moment and replied with the day after tomorrow at noon.

The day after tomorrow, there is a sports class, so he could directly ask for leave starting from the running drill. Although he hasn’t finished subject one to clock in, no one pays attention to it.

Old Tian nearly hinted that he could take care of the clock-in.

Rules are dead; people are alive. The other party clearly has a wide network in Zhen Nan. What matters most is the driving practice itself; nothing else needs attention.

Tian Yongsheng replied, "Okay, boss."

Jiang Nian is not a boss, just an ordinary male high student, almost flattered into the sky by being called boss over and over.

Damn it, driving school bosses should be banned from reading CEO novels.

After everything was settled, Jiang Nian opened the curtains.

Looking at the faint light, he couldn’t help but exhale. Apart from financial issues, only two little skills from the system have proven useful.

Since he wasn’t tired, he decided to go wash up.

....

North District, the internal road connecting the dormitory area to the teaching building.

Zhou Haifei walked forward with her head down, holding a brown sugar bun. She was up early, one of the first customers at the canteen bun shop.

She didn’t have much money on hand, but her meal card had money.

Zhen Nan never hesitated to provide meal subsidies to top-performing underprivileged students, depositing varying amounts into their meal cards every month.

Even if a severely impoverished student didn’t have a penny, as long as they were in high school, they wouldn’t go hungry.

She was grateful for this and studied even harder to maintain her ranking, earning meal card credits through her efforts.

Just as Zhou Haifei climbed the stairs and reached the corner, she suddenly heard footsteps.

Instinctively, she turned, only to see a tall figure crossing the corner. The person walked with a straight back, almost in a straight line.

His jawline was distinct, hair soft and black, and the vitality of youth made her heart skip a beat.

Why is he here so early?

The other person obviously noticed Zhou Haifei too and raised his head to greet her.

"So early?"

Zhou Haifei instinctively averted her gaze, looking somewhat nervous.

"Ah... yes."

She naturally felt grateful for Jiang Nian’s previous kindness, but even more so felt a sense of indescribable "inferiority" in the presence of someone so fortunate.

This feeling of inferiority not only stemmed from material circumstances but also from the spirit.

Once, a boy from a wealthy family pursued her, praising her earnestness in studying to win her over.

Had it ended there, it would have been a commonplace compliment.

But the boy habitually added, unlike xxx in our class. If his family background isn’t great, why isn’t he studying hard?

She thought at the time, if the family is completely impoverished, and everyone is a burden, getting out to work sooner might let them survive or even achieve a basic livelihood.

Studying is beneficial for life’s planning, but for some people... they simply don’t have a life plan.

Zhou Haifei also realized the boy’s pursuit might have been because he found her easier to approach compared to other girls, so she slowly distanced herself.

Closing off emotionally is sometimes just a form of self-preservation.

She couldn’t discern whether the other’s kindness was mixed with any other motives.

Step by step.

On the stairs, Jiang Nian walked a few steps quickly, stopping in front of Zhou Haifei.

"Do you only eat brown sugar buns in the morning?"

Hearing this, she snapped back to reality. Habitually keeping her head down, she spaced out and hurriedly hid half of the brown sugar bun behind her.

"Hmm... yeah."

Zhou Haifei felt a little embarrassed, as the canteen’s brown sugar buns weren’t very appealing.

The boarding students in the class also didn’t eat them, typically going to another canteen to buy three-yuan mixed noodles. She bought these to save money and effort.

Jiang Nian glanced at her with a puzzled expression.

"What, guarding your food?"

"No... " Zhou Haifei found this person’s thought process a bit odd.

"I’m a student, let me try some." Jiang Nian had already extended a hand.

"Huh?" Zhou Haifei was stunned, looking up at him.

Seeing he wasn’t joking, she was both shocked and speechless. She had never heard such a strange request, wasn’t it just an average-tasting bun?

The atmosphere froze for about three seconds.

Not sure what she was thinking, maybe fearing someone would come over and see them. So, with the thought of just getting it over with, she gave him a small piece.

As she broke the bun, her face flushed intensely.

Thinking she was crazy, the other guy was probably mentally questionable. Even if the piece she broke was from an untouched corner.

But... still felt embarrassed, reminding her of her memories of a worn-out schoolbag, too-short pants, soy sauce mixed rice, and cold, hard nutritious lunches.

These images flashed across her mind, and with a pounding heart, she handed it over.

Jiang Nian didn’t hesitate, eating it all in one bite.

"Damn, where did you buy this brown sugar bun, such a scam!"

Zhou Haifei originally didn’t want to laugh, but hearing Jiang Nian’s comment made her chuckle, unable to hold back her voice.

"You need to eat it with water."

"Clearly a lack of skill, the lousy school canteen is truly heartless." Jiang Nian pounded his chest twice, echoing like a drum.

"Darn, I’m impressed, where did you buy it?"

Zhou Haifei felt a bit embarrassed, "Dormitory canteen, second floor."

"Okay, next time I’ll buy it for my deskmate." Jiang Nian unzipped his backpack, handed her a pack of small bread, "Here, don’t say I stole your breakfast."

Zhou Haifei was a bit at a loss, but as she raised her head, he was already upstairs.

She wanted to say something, but ultimately couldn’t speak up.

She shook her head, suddenly feeling a bit guilty, and continued upstairs. She returned to her seat without wandering around, hiding the bread deep in her drawer.

She couldn’t shake the feeling... that he might not be easy to understand, isn’t he and Xu Qianqian a couple?

.....

Six thirty-five, North District boys’ dormitory.

A piercing whistle sounded from the bottom of the building, the sound penetrated all the way to the sixth floor.

Huang Caicai snapped his eyes open, staring at the wooden bedboard above. His head filled with blood for a moment, and he sat up in bed with a start.

"Oh crap!! Overslept!"

He shouted, and from the opposite upper bunk came a muffled response.

"What’s up?"

Huang Caicai was stunned, realizing Yang Qiming was still in bed. His previously panicked state immediately calmed down.

He rolled out of bed, not even dressing, and walked to Yang Qiming’s bed.

"Bro Yang, wake up, the grade group is checking for late risers!"

Yang Qiming was half-awake, not hearing clearly.

"I’ll pee in a bit, let me sleep a bit more."

"Don’t, come on, Brother Yang!" Huang Caicai was anxious.

Yang Qiming eventually woke up, realizing they were in trouble. The grade group teachers were already on the fourth floor, checking the dorms one by one.

A voice boomed through the fourth-floor corridor.

"You guys guard the stairs, I’ll check the fifth floor."

At this point, only wearing underwear, Yang Qiming and Huang Caicai looked at each other. Everyone in the dorm had left, just the two of them remaining.

Hiding in the dorm and locking the door was obviously not an option. Those teachers would keep knocking or call the homeroom teacher of the respective class.

Only dorms locked from outside could escape inspection.

The teachers moved up to the fifth floor, blocking the stairs left and right, intending a thorough check without letting any student slip by.

The rooftop at dawn.

Two boys in their underwear shivered against the cold wind, holding a silver key.

Looking at the blurry red sun at the end of the rooftop, they were tearfully speechless.