Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

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Chinese Office.

Jiang Nian learned some basic filming techniques from Old Liu, a bit rough, but good enough for the New Year video.

The more awkward..... not, the more raw, the more youthful.

Finished the running exercise.

Seniors swarmed upstairs, filling the stairway with heat. Noisy, like dumplings boiling in a pot.

Jiang Nian followed the crowd upstairs, turned his head and realized it was Tao Ran in front of him, couldn't help but pat his shoulder.

"Class monitor, what are you spacing out for?"

"Hmm?" Tao Ran snapped out of it, turned to glance at Jiang Nian, "Nothing, just thinking about the program for tonight's party."

He slowed his pace until they were side by side.

"What program?" Jiang Nian asked.

Upon hearing this, Tao Ran hesitated.

Though he dared bring furry costumes to school, he didn't want to tell Jiang Nian, as this guy's mouth was like a controlled knife.

"...No program."

"Keeping secrets from a buddy?" Jiang Nian was speechless, "If you have the guts, don't get on stage. Otherwise, I'll make sure to catch you on camera."

"Catch what?" Tao Ran was surprised, turned to see Jiang Nian carrying a camera bag, "Jiang... Teacher Jiang?"

"Once you've filmed, can you send me a copy?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian's smile froze instantly. He was joking, but Tao Ran didn't seem to be joking.

"You're awesome."

After reaching the floor, Li Hua was fanning with his homework book.

"Damn! Is today's gym class another fitness test? It's not even the end of the semester, why start this now?"

"Impossible! All tests are done."

"Yeah, testing again and we really need to control the gym teacher."

The speaker was Yang Qiming, gritting his teeth. Last time running fifteen hundred meters, he almost threw up on the track.

Upon hearing about the fitness test, everyone complained. Those with poor athletic ability were already so nervous they tasted iron on their tongue tips.

Zhang Ningzhi was also using her homework book, lightly fanning glowing fireflies.

"There shouldn't be another test, right?"

"You can excuse yourself, gym grades don't count in college entrance exams," Jiang Nian said, "or... I'll have Liu Yang write something random for you."

"Can he do that?" Zhizhi was amazed.

Certainly possible, compared to having her ask if he plays badminton. Getting a favor from Liu Yang is clearly a better deal.

Not that he doesn't play badminton, he plays with strategy.

But soon, Jiang Nian realized he'd underestimated her. Zhang Ningzhi suddenly thought of something, turned her head to look at him eagerly.

"If that's the case, can we play ball together?"

Hmm? Not following the expected path?

Nonetheless, Jiang Nian didn't display any surprise or hesitation. He instinctively nodded, agreeing.

"Sure, I'll wait for you to play together."

This is Jiang Nian's hard-earned experience, just accept things directly, never hesitate.

By agreeing, he still controls the situation. If he refused, things might not turn out well.

If things go awry, no need to panic, it's just the chaotic scene of friendship.

Few friends, what's the harm in having good relationships?

"Great, we have an agreement then," Zhang Ningzhi was satisfied to hear no refusal from Jiang Nian, taking out her books.

Suddenly remembered something, her face worriedly glanced at Jiang Nian.

"Can you play gently when you play?"

Li Hua was just passing by the corridor, initially wanting to return to his seat. Upon hearing this, he smoothly walked down the corridor.

Geez, how are these two playing so freakishly?

Already at it?

Jiang Nian replied, "No way, don't let defensive shots become mainstream; attacking breaks all doubts."

An aggressive attack is thrilling but requires skill, like a playmate such as Li Qingrong.

If Zhizhi plays, half the game could be spent retrieving balls.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi pouted, glaring at him.

"Hmph! Stingy!"

Actually, Jiang Nian was advancing by retreating.

Once on the court, he'd reluctantly agree to Zhang Ningzhi not smashing the ball. Then, take that chance to switch to a strategy that wears her out physically.

In no time, Zhang Ningzhi would be panting and need to rest.

Fourth period, gym class.

Class three ran two laps, did some exercises, and gathered again. Nervously waiting, quietly hoping no fitness tests.

After taking attendance, the gym teacher scratched his head and said.

"Oh, in a while free time, old rules, don't return to dorms, don't leave school, if I catch you…"

Before he finished speaking, everyone cheered loudly.

"Not going!"

"Teacher, we're definitely not going anywhere!"

"Whoa, no fitness test is awesome. I knew I should have grabbed the court earlier, now who's going to get the ball?"

No fitness test, naturally no need to bribe Liu Yang.

Jiang Nian stayed calm amidst the chaos, wondering if this sports field with so many stories has now become his resting place?

Can't say for sure.

Amidst the ruckus, Jiang Nian sent Yao Beibei a fifty-dollar red packet. The note said, [Please have milk tea].

Yao Beibei took out her phone, glanced at it, and then curiously looked behind her.

"Hmm?"

"My good desk mate invited me to play badminton," Jiang Nian typed, "But I need to go to the office later, can you fill in for me?"

Yao Beibei: "Haha."

Clap!!

The gym teacher clapped his hands, signaled everyone to look at him.

"Okay, now dismiss!"

Class three's lineup suddenly dispersed, people playing basketball grabbed their basketballs to secure courts, soccer players ran with their ball.

Soccer... ever since Jiang Nian led the class team to win the championship, more classmates have started playing.

Zhang Ningzhi turned happily, instinctively wanting to find Jiang Nian.

Suddenly, she was hugged by Yao Beibei.

"Dear, let's go over there to play? Calling Dong Que and the others, they asked us last time."

Yao Beibei has many friends and gets along well with other girls. Especially Dong Que, the arts committee member, one of her dear friends.

"Oh?"

Zhang Ningzhi bit her lip, feeling embarrassed to refuse. In high school life, friends are often even more important than romantic interests.

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"....Alright."

Jiang Nian was standing in place looking at his phone, pretending to be busy.

Zhang Ningzhi ran over with small steps, looking unhappy.

"I might... not be able to play badminton with you later, Beibei invited me to play with Little Bailing and the others."

"What?" Jiang Nian was shocked, then started complaining about Yao Beibei, "How could she do this, obviously I came first."

"I'm sorry." Zhang Ningzhi apologized sincerely.

"Yao Beibei is really an idiot, I have to go talk to her." Jiang Nian paid the money, and cursed freely.

"Don't go, don't curse Beibei." Zhang Ningzhi huffed, "I'll bring you a box of fruits this afternoon as compensation."

Jiang Nian thought about it, fruits are good too. He could eat a box from Chen Yunyun at lunch and another from Zhizhi in the afternoon.

No one in Class Three is healthier than him, after all, the nutritional elements of freeloading meals are the most balanced.

"Alright."

The chaotic scene of friendship dissolved invisibly, and Jiang Nian's face showed a trace of a smile, then he turned back to the classroom to write exercises.

....

The wind is free, so is he.

The greatest liberation for people isn't doing whatever they want to do, but doing whatever they don't want to do, following one's heart.

After lunchtime, Jiang Nian returned after eating.

He took out a camera from the metal locker and fiddled with it in the sun-drenched corridor, taking a few photos with nothing else to do.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed from the other end of the corridor.

"Where did you get the camera?"

Jiang Nian rotated the lens and directly aimed at Chen Yunyun not far away. She exclaimed and instinctively leaned to the side.

"Hey!"

"What are you avoiding?" He looked at the shy girl in the frame and pressed the shutter, "Aren't you afraid I'll take ugly pictures to use as a screensaver."

"Don't!" Chen Yunyun's face turned pale instantly.

You can immediately tell a dog isn't human, but it's harder to see if a person is a dog. Jiang Nian could switch anytime.

Indeed, he could truly pull off such a thing.

She tidied her hair and stepped forward to glance at the photo Jiang Nian took. It wasn't blurry, just looked a bit unfamiliar.

"You took it ugly."

"Indeed." Jiang Nian nodded, didn't argue, "But I just started learning, and my photography skills are rubbish."

Wang Yuhe came from the other side of the corridor, shaking her wet hands.

"What are you guys looking at?"

"Come on, look at the lens." Jiang Nian casually turned Wang Yuhe into practice material, "Great, just like that."

"Let me see! Let me see!" Wang Yuhe excitedly ran over, expecting to see her beautiful photo.

However, as she got closer, she frowned.

"What did you take?"

"Slightly blurry, it's normal for a beginner." Jiang Nian looked at it, justified, "I told you not to move."

"I didn't move!" Wang Yuhe widened her eyes, defending, "I just stood there like a statue!"

Jiang Nian chuckled and continued fiddling with the camera.

Wang Yuhe turned to Chen Yunyun, nervously asking.

"Yunyun, did I move just now?"

In response, Chen Yunyun covered her face, unable to watch anymore.

"His skills are bad."

Lunch break.

Jiang Nian ate fruit sent by Chen Yunyun while writing out test papers. Read ten thousand books, write like there's a divine presence.

By the latter part of senior year, there's no technique, just brute force.

Just work hard at it.

If you don't understand some questions, doing seven or eight similar ones will give you a sense. Swallowing it as a whole is better than giving up directly.

Half an hour later, sleepiness hit.

Jiang Nian suddenly recalled the task panel that popped up last night before sleep, thinking to himself doesn't this count as learning photography?

Do I have to get Teacher Chen's level for it to count?

With this in mind, he slumped over his desk and dozed off. When he woke up again, the lunch break was over, and he went to the restroom.

Afterward, Jiang Nian and a group stood by the railing, blowing in the wind.

"Hua, are you really not preparing for exams?"

Li Hua heard, his lips gradually took on the Dragon King demeanor.

"Do I still need to study?"

"Even Zeng You is studying, what if he scores ninety in English." Jiang Nian glanced at Li Hua, "In that case... there won't be a spot for you in the group."

"Hmph, what does scoring ninety in English matter?" Li Hua scoffed.

"It's not about scoring ninety, he can pass without studying." Ma Guojun said, "If not, you'll end up living like a dog."

Li Hua suddenly woke up, "Damn?"

Just then, Zeng You came to the classroom.

He stood among Jiang Nian and the others, chatting, and amid the gazes from Li Hua and the others, calmly admitted he was putting in effort.

"You know what, studying feels quite good."

Upon hearing this, Li Hua's eyes twitched.

None of Jiang Nian and the others' words affected him much, but Zeng You's "studying feels quite good".

Completely broke his facade.

No way? Is he truly taking up studying?

"No way, Brother You." Li Hua sounded like an old servant, "At such a young age, how did you get hooked on studying?"

"Oh, you're confused!"

Zeng You sneered, "Don't persuade me, I'm aiming to score six hundred."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the classroom.

Once Zeng You left, Li Hua quickly put away his heartbroken look. His expression returned to normal and he turned to Jiang Nian.

"I bet a bottle of Red Bull that he'll start reading novels by tonight. Everyone will be on their phones during the New Year's party; he won't last."

Jiang Nian thought for a moment, "I bet he'll read by this afternoon."

After the class bell rang.

He returned to the classroom, finding Zhang Ningzhi bent over writing exercises. She also brought a box of fruits for him and placed it in the drawer.

"Thanks."

"No need." Zhang Ningzhi smiled sweetly.

The afternoon classes were tedious.

In the front row, Zeng You's eyes were almost closed, having just finished a chapter of physics exercises. He looked all dazed.

He immediately remembered how clear-headed he was before, reading novels. He wasn't tired at all.

Perhaps, it's time to read some novels?