Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

Song Xiyun slightly moved her gaze away, feeling a bit creeped out by his stare.

He...

"Do you want some late-night snacks?" Jiang Nian asked.

Under the streetlight.

Qianqian didn't answer directly; instead, she looked at Song Xiyun.

"Are you hungry?"

"Not really."

"Oh, then let's buy just a little." Qianqian looked at Jiang Nian, "Anyway, he's paying. If I don't take advantage of him a little, I won't be satisfied."

"Fine, fine, I must owe you from a past life." Jiang Nian was speechless, "Let's get some barbecue, there's not much else at this hour."

"Rice..." Qianqian hesitated.

"Shut your mouth." Jiang Nian pointed at her, almost laughing out loud, "You're always thinking about rice cakes, right?"

That stuff is made by soaking special rice, grinding it into a paste, and then simmering it with yellow gardenia to make something similar to rice cakes.

Qianqian is quite fond of it, especially when the broth brings out the rice paste flavor.

Ever since Jiang Nian made it for her once, she's been pestering him. Every now and then, he has to make a batch to satisfy Qianqian's craving.

In a way, having something you love to eat is quite nice.

"Hmph, as if I care." Qianqian glanced at him stubbornly, "I didn't say anything, you're overthinking it."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian sneered.

"I can only say, whoever imagines it is a fool."

After speaking, he looked at Song Xiyun. Using that as a conversation starter, he casually chatted with her for a bit before switching the topic back to Qianqian.

Throughout the journey, the two had a tacit understanding, not making Song Xiyun feel awkward.

The living room was brightly lit.

Jiang Nian made a trip home, dropped off his schoolbag, and headed next door. This time it wasn't a secret love affair, but rather an absolute twin bloom.

He carried a rice cake he brought from home and turned into the kitchen.

While waiting for the soup to boil, he leaned against the kitchen door of Qianqian's house, glancing at the two girls in the living room.

Even with him there, the "ex-girlfriend" wasn't as constrained as before.

Quite... harmonious.

After watching for a minute, he returned to the kitchen.

Damn, it's his fate to be a cook.

As the evening progressed, the three chatted until late into the night. For the most part, it was Qianqian and Song Xiyun who were engaged in conversation.

Jiang Nian lay on the sofa playing with his phone, chatting intermittently.

He replied to messages one by one, leisurely passing the time. Ignoring the night's homework, he had more important things to do.

"What's your class advisor been up to lately?" He suddenly asked.

The two girls looked at him in surprise.

"Why are you so interested in our class advisor?"

"Nothing much, just curious." Jiang Nian responded calmly, "I'm just the kind of person who likes gossip. I heard your class isn't getting along well."

"Indeed, we're always arguing every now and then." Song Xiyun chimed in, "Yesterday they even called in the grade leader."

"Did you guys get into a fight?"

"Not really, just an argument with the class advisor." Qianqian waved her hand, "Actually, it has something to do with your class."

"How so?" Jiang Nian raised an eyebrow.

"Didn't people from our class lose last time?" Song Xiyun exchanged glances with Qianqian, "They've always been dissatisfied."

"Yes, they say your class is underhanded." Qianqian smoothly continued, "Unfair victory, biased referees."

"And then?" Jiang Nian asked.

"Our class advisor said yesterday, if you can't do it, don't make excuses. She doesn't want to hear any excuses, just the results."

"Haha, your class advisor is really..." Jiang Nian chuckled, "Sharing all this with you guys is a bit shameless."

The two girls exchanged a glance, slightly bewildered.

"Huh?"

"Though I feel our class advisor is a bit off, but..." Song Xiyun hesitated, "It kind of makes sense."

Jiang Nian laughed, "Well, just ask Qianqian, she has lots of twisted logic."

"Get lost!" Qianqian's fist clenched, frowning slightly, "I also think it's not right, feels a bit too heartless."

Jiang Nian thought for a moment, then spoke.

"Pretty much, your class advisor only cares about results. It shows she only wants to hear good news, can't handle any bad news."

"In other words, it's just suppression. Do well and you get praised, mess up and you face the music, typical selfishness."

"Our class advisor is pretty good; when exams don't go well, they help us find the reasons together. We grow together, adjust our states together."

Qianqian widened her eyes, blinking.

"Seems like it."

After chatting for a while, they all prepared to take a shower. Since neither of the girls had ever stayed at school, they weren't used to showering together.

So, while Qianqian went to shower.

Song Xiyun found herself alone.

Jiang Nian stared blankly at his future "ex-girlfriend," pondering how to get "Little Timely Rain" to sponsor him.

"Song Xiyun."

"Huh?" She responded instinctively, "...What's up?"

"What do you think of my treatment towards you?"

"Huh?"

....

Late at night.

Song Xiyun tossed and turned, unable to sleep. After Jiang Nian's conversation, the repressed feelings she had began to resurface again.

She wasn't particularly down but couldn't say she wasn't anxious either.

Just watching Qianqian sleeping soundly under the same blanket, she couldn't help but feel a bit melancholic, letting out a soft sigh.

If only she hadn't joined the fun back then, especially during tough times. It just happened, when there was originally nothing at all.

The more she adhered, the messier it got.

She had estimated that in about a month, it would be the new year, and she was planning to lay low for a while. The following semester would be packed with exams, moving at a rapid pace.

With half a year of three rounds of revision time, the initial and second trial exams quickly passed.

And now....

She grew more and more sleepy as she thought, and slowly closed her eyes.

Next day.

Jiang Nian woke up from bed, instinctively reached for his phone. As he turned over to get up, he followed the routine of washing up and heading to school.

The exam paper he didn't finish yesterday needs to be caught up quickly.

His TikTok often shows some bloggers sharing their high school experiences, with the sense that senior year exams are time-sensitive.

If you don't do it now, the next chance will be during the third mock exam. When you realize you forgot, you can only toss it away.

Before going out, he looked at the shoe rack at the opposite door.

The two girls haven't woken up yet, presumably still sound asleep. Just hoping Xiao Song really is the timely rain, giving him a hand here.

While going downstairs, he casually checked the system panel.

[Good news].

Recently, he's been quite busy, so he hasn't used this skill yet. He planned to take a look at its wonders after the competition.

Morning self-study.

When Tao Ran learned that he was going to play soccer, and it was directly in the championship match, he was completely stunned.

"Huh?"

"Don't be like that, we're seriously short of people." Liu Yang begged, "Li Hua is useless, Sun and Yang are in an internal strife and can't take on the big task."

"Prime Minister, this is a critical autumn for survival."

"God Tao, please activate yourself."

"Activate what? I'm not really good at it." Tao Ran looked at Jiang Nian, "Seriously, aren't you worried about putting me in?"

Jiang Nian glanced at him, remaining calm.

"Enough with this nonsense, do you know what the prize is?"

Half a minute later.

Tao Ran's eyes turned clear as he looked around.

"I'm in!"

At this moment, Sun Zhicheng, who found out he was on the substitute bench, glanced at Jiang Nian surrounded by a group of people in the classroom.

He silently clenched his fists, feeling incredibly complicated.

Substitute, sharing a desk with Yang Qiming.

Disappointment in love was tolerable, but losing again on the soccer field was something he couldn't accept, he had to find a way back.

Not for anyone, just needed to vent his frustration.

During lunch break.

Jiang Nian was planning to skip the group run, lingering leisurely in the classroom.

Suddenly, a voice full of bounce sounded.

"Wow, you really don't want to participate in the group run!"

He didn't even need to look up to know who was in front of him. It was the idle Psychological Commissioner, concurrently the biology class representative.

"How is this any of your business?"

"You!" Yu Zhiyi was caught off guard, stammering with nothing to say, "Seriously, aren't you afraid of being called out for the attendance?"

"You're ignorant, the attendance checking student union is Liu Yang's friend." Jiang Nian looked at her like she was clueless, stood up and walked away.

"Stop showing off your intelligence, show something else!"

Yu Zhiyi was so annoyed her teeth were itching, whenever she interacted with Jiang Nian she never got a good face, except that time she accidentally sent black stockings.

This annoying guy was too realistic, harsh, and petty.

She thought about it, unwilling to accept defeat, jogged a few steps. The QQ candies jumped twice as she caught up with Jiang Nian's pace.

"Is your soccer match this afternoon?"

"What about it?" Jiang Nian glanced sideways at Yu, the corridor was quite empty now, "You didn't skip as well, huh?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhiyi flipped her hair, winked and said.

"I asked for leave."

"Is it for your period?"

"Can you not be so....." Yu Zhiyi was speechless.

"I'm talking about how Snickers satisfies hunger, what are you babbling about?" Jiang Nian went downstairs, "Every day, all you have in your mind is..."

Yu Zhiyi: "...."

Once downstairs on the first floor, she had nowhere to go, so she curiously asked.

"Where are you heading?"

"Science office, are you coming?" Jiang Nian looked back at her, "Qingbao should be there, go chat with her."

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhiyi suddenly felt red-eyed, jealous and spiteful.

"Don't always look for Qingbao!"

"?"

"Are you the class representative? Just go then." Yu Zhiyi said, "You keep intervening like this, how am I supposed to cultivate my relationship with Qingbao?"

"Chi Shi it is." Jiang Nian mimicked Li Hua's catchphrase, "Don't let me see you in the afternoon else I'll kick the ball at your face."

Faced with the threat, Yu Zhiyi instead chuckled, with head held high.

"Bring it on."

In the end, she didn't dare follow Jiang Nian into the office. She could only dawdle to the convenience store, planning to find a spot to play with her phone.

In the office.

Jiang Nian leaned on the chair, slowly drinking tea.

"Teacher, it seems like doing practice questions hasn't been effective lately. I've been practicing questions constantly, yet the error rate doesn't go down."

Qingbao glanced at him, but didn't say anything.

Only listened to him ramble about a lot of things, from recent chemistry practice questions to being unable to solve physics problems, and then complaining about having too many things to do.

Finally, somehow, it shifted to the afternoon match.

"Teacher, do you think I can win?"

"Just calculate a divination, and you'll know." Qingbao handed him a phone with a fortune-telling app, "Give it a shake."

He was stunned, looked at Qingbao.

"Cyber fortune-telling?"

"Shake it first." Qingbao held her teacup.

"Oh oh." He shook the phone, a fortune stick really popped up on the screen, "Teacher, it shows as an auspicious sign."

"That's it then, everything will go smoothly this afternoon." Qingbao smiled and said.