Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

The next day, it was pitch black outside.

After washing up, Jiang Nian bundled up against the cold wind and went downstairs. He glanced at his phone, and his chat with Wang Yuhe stopped at that message.

Hee hee.

The bold kid must have slept soundly.

At the entrance of the bun shop, he still didn't run into Feifei today. In the classroom, there were only two or three people; Fangfang was buried in her work.

"Feeling better?"

Huang Fang was slightly startled upon hearing this, realizing that he was asking her about the sudden cold she caught yesterday, and turned to look towards the back row.

"Much better."

After a pause, she solemnly added.

"Thank you."

"No need, just thank Li Hua then." Jiang Nian bent down and sneaked out a pack of Banlangen, "Thank nature's gift."

Huang Fang: "...."

Sometimes she also felt quite lucky to have met such a group of friends; a bit strange but kind-hearted.

"Ah!! Jiang Nian!!"

An angry voice echoed in the empty classroom. A figure rushed in from the back door and pinned Jiang Nian down.

"What the heck?"

"You, you, you! So not human!" Wang Yuhe shook Jiang Nian in a frantic outburst, "Scared me! Got you to scare me!"

"Hey, wasn't…..." Jiang Nian was working on a test paper, only to be forced onto Li Hua's chair, "Aren't you supposed to be brave?"

Wang Yuhe was furious, not bothering to explain, just kept punching him. Not too hard though, purely for venting.

"Beat you up! Beat you up!"

"Stop, I admit my fault." Jiang Nian yielded, knowing when to admit defeat, "Surely you didn't hide all night?"

Hearing this, Wang Yuhe halted her assault.

"Of course not!"

With that, she left nonchalantly. Clearly lacking some confidence, and…... Wang Yuhe came quite early today.

In no time, Chen Yunyun also arrived.

She carried a bag of breakfast and hot soy milk, probably woke up early with Wang Yuhe, greeted Jiang Nian in the back row with a smile.

"Hi."

Jiang Nian leaned back, raised his hand to stop her. Unable to bully the justified Wang Yuhe, could he still not tease Chen Yunyun?

"Why didn't you walk with her? You know? Just cause you were late, Wang Yuhe nearly strangled me."

"Uh…... buying breakfast." Chen Yunyun chuckled, "She ran too fast up the stairs, and why did you have to scare her yesterday?"

Later in the night, Chen Yunyun got woken up by Wang Yuhe, who almost couldn't hold it in anymore. Even had to verify her identity, which ended up with her waking up early.

Jiang Nian didn't think much, stuffed a small bag, a rare snack from the school, into her hand, pointed at her.

"You're fully responsible."

Chen Yunyun: "I…..."

Jiang Nian was adept at shifting blame; he never played the losing game.

Morning self-study.

Yang Qiming entered the classroom with his sidekick as usual, swaggering to his seat, looking relaxed.

"Bro, let me get you some water."

"Mm, okay."

Yang Qiming was generous, tall and sturdy, but somewhat pale and frail. Huang Caicai lived frugally but was diligent.

In a sense, they complemented each other.

Huang Caicai usually did odd jobs, earning a water card balance of several hundred yuan, just couldn't repay his bro's kindness enough.

"I'll look for a cup....." Yang Qiming reached into the drawer, bringing out his thermos and a letter at the same time.

With a thud, the pink envelope fell to the ground.

"Hmm?"

Zhou Yuting wasn't present, the seat in the middle was empty.

Yang Qiming's pupils shrank, his heart started beating uncontrollably. His actions were quicker than his thoughts, swiftly picking up the envelope.

Taking advantage of not being seen, he quickly stashed it into the drawer.

"What?"

Nearby people heard the noise, curiously turned to Yang Qiming. He only showed an embarrassed smile, his expression couldn't be maintained.

"Brother Yang?"

"It's nothing." Yang Qiming hastily handed the thermos cup to Caicai, "Ahem, seems like we have Chinese class today…..."

After a few minutes, he opened the letter in the drawer. Secretly laid it on the desk; a fragrance wafted up.

[Hello Yang, seeing this letter is like seeing you...]

Morning self-study.

"Strange, why is there so much excitement over there?"

Upon hearing the commotion, Jiang Nian turned his head to look at Yang Qiming's direction. Noticed his flushed face, loudly reciting essential classical poetry for the college entrance exam.

"This guy, truly loves Chinese..."

"Loves what, looks like spring fever." Li Hua chimed in, then inquired Jiang Nian, "Speaking of serious matters, when is the championship match?"

"Probably this week, haven't been notified yet." Jiang Nian didn't care much, "What's up? Want to train?"

"Chi Shi!" Li Hua was speechless, "Ten of their guys, half are football-trained sports students, training is pointless."

At this, Jiang Nian didn't argue.

"Makes sense."

Desk mate Zhang Ningzhi couldn't help but poke Jiang Nian.

"The championship is almost here, how could you speak words of defeat? Even the team leader, giving up himself and dragging others down."

"Others?" Li Hua pointed at her, questioning, "Who are the others? Might as well speak more clearly."

"Could it be, the others you mention are also giving up?"

Obviously, this "others" sat right between them, currently showing a serene smile on their face.

Li Hua wasn't wrong, he indeed followed along and gave up.

Zhang Ningzhi blushed instantly, turned her head away. Mumbling something about scores, about missing xx points.

"The team leader always talks nonsense!"

"What the hell?" Li Hua almost spat blood and looked at Jiang Nian. "No, what's she trying to say?"

Jiang Nian, looking sloth-like, responded with a clueless "Hmm?"

"Maybe..."

"She's praising you as a top student, right?"

"Chi Shi, Chi Shi!" Li Hua immediately felt the sting of the cruelest sarcasm. "You guys are just... one after another!"

The words "cheating couple" stuck in his throat, refusing to come out.

Scumbags!

Jiang Nian knew overconfidence leads to defeat, but the truth was that the opponent was too strong, training was zero, and time was better spent on practice papers.

He already knew how he would win.

The power of bonds, activate!

During two consecutive Chinese classes in the morning, Jiang Nian enjoyed doing the exercises. Before the music for running drills sounded, he heard sirens from an ambulance.

"Hmm?"

He thought he was hallucinating, but the next second, the entire class started shaking.

"What the heck?"

"What's going on, why did they call in the 'I can't die' (ambulance)?"

"Did someone jump?" Lin Dong rushed to the window, eyes wide. "There's a crowd watching downstairs!"

"Let's go check it out." Liu Yang was eager but wilted upon turning and meeting Cai Xiaoqing's gaze.

Ranks crush you; he could only chuckle awkwardly.

"Don't stir trouble, too many people can cause accidents," Cai Xiaoqing warned. "One or two people checking is enough."

Zhang Ningzhi sat quietly in place, looking eager for gossip but had to maintain her introverted persona.

While waiting for Yao Beibei to bring the latest news.

"Good news!" Li Hua ran back first. "The grade team said, there's a sudden issue, today's running drill is canceled."

"Damn! That's fantastic, no more being bossed by that idiotic leader." Ma Guojun blinked and adjusted the black-framed glasses on his nose.

"Yesterday I almost died on that track, damn, stupid. Four laps and still couldn't stop, the field was packed."

"What's going on with the ambulance?" Jiang Nian asked Li Hua.

"No idea, too many people," Li Hua said. "I didn't even go downstairs, just heard no drills."

"Useless."

"Hey, you're damn..."

"I know why..." Yao Beibei pocketed her phone, showing a mysterious smile. "I asked a friend."

"You have a lot of friends."

"Of course."

"Beibei, what's up?" Zhang Ningzhi just wanted to quietly enjoy the gossip, blinking. "The leader has been asking."

"I can verify, indeed he was asking."

"Chi Shi."

"Someone fainted during class, a junior from grade two," said Yao Beibei. "Not gonna talk about it, I'm off to buy a grilled pancake."

"It won't be sudden death, right?" Li Hua asked.

"Who knows." Yao Beibei pulled Zhang Ningzhi away, throwing back, "Send me what you want on my phone."

The class bell rang.

In the hallway, Jiang Nian was eating a grilled pancake. Just because the third class was English, Qianbao wouldn't interrupt his pancake-eating rhythm.

However, he was caught by Old Liu.

"Class has started, what are you doing here!"

Jiang Nian lowered his head, speaking honestly.

"Teacher, why don't you catch Li Hua sleeping in class, and instead catch me sneaking out to eat a pancake?"

Old Liu was momentarily choked, nearly caught in his words.

"Okay, here's a notice for you. The championship time has been set, mark it down, Wednesday afternoon third class."

"Hmm?" Jiang Nian hesitated, "Usually, the competition starts after school, why is it... third class no lesson?"

"After all, it's the championship, no class third session," said Old Liu. "Grade twelve has early dismissal, prepare well."

See, time drawn out for preparation.

Jiang Nian silently grumbled a few times in his heart but still nodded.

"Yeah, will win this."

After school at noon.

Jiang Nian led the people from the third class soccer team, playing ball for half an hour, helping them regain a bit of the feel.

"Tomorrow in PE class we can play once more, also practicing until half an hour past noon,"

Hearing this, Li Hua asked.

"Isn't there a physical test tomorrow in PE class?"

Jiang Nian looked at Liu Yang.

Liu Yang stated directly, "I'll talk to the PE teacher so our team can test separately next time, sparing energy for the afternoon."

"Alright, let's start like this." Jiang Nian surveyed the surroundings, looking at the faces and said, "The match is short, but the honor lasts long."

"If we fail, no prize money for us. If we succeed, money and honor are ours!"

Straightforward words, even more motivating!

Prize money!

Hands stacked together, except Yang Qiming wasn't there. But he had said in advance, needed to leave school for some business.

"Go, go, go!"

"Money, money, money!!!"

Before the lunch break.

Chen Yunyun stared at him for a while, quietly asked.

"How many hours do you sleep at night?"

"Four hours." He just thought it was casual chat. "Why?"

Chen Yunyun looked at his eyes, whispering.

"Can you sleep earlier, heard that junior was saved but has lasting effects, I... I'm a bit worried about you."