Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

"Hey, you idiot!"

When Li Hua saw Zeng You pulling out his phone in physics class, he clutched his chest and put on a pained expression.

"Dude, can't you just hold off for a bit?"

"The Red Bull will be delivered tonight." Jiang Nian chuckled. His groupmates were more entertaining than a New Year's Gala.

During class, Zhang Ningzhi turned around and gave the two of them a glance.

She thought to herself, the group leader is really boring.

Zeng You, sitting in the front row, finally realized it. Taking advantage of the physics teacher standing on the other side of the podium, he turned to look at the two of them.

"I'm just taking a break, you know?"

Hearing this, Jiang Nian and Li Hua exchanged looks.

"Hmm?"

Zeng You nonchalantly said:

"Everyone has a different way of resting. Some choose to sleep, some read magazines, so what's wrong with me reading a novel?"

On first hear, it didn't sound unreasonable.

Jiang Nian nodded, "Makes sense."

Li Hua was bewildered, "Really, man, does it?"

Regardless of whether it was right or wrong, Zeng You turned back.

He decided he'd read for ten minutes, then he could focus on studying after finishing today's quota.

Even during exam preparation days, he could sneak in ten minutes of novel reading. So what about after the provincial exams in a few days?

He'd binge-read for two days straight!

Applause if you understand!

The afternoon flew by, and the previously solemn study atmosphere in the class suddenly became vibrant and lively.

This was the final New Year's Eve for the high school seniors.

During the last self-study period in the afternoon, the class life committee member took to the podium. After clearing their throat, they announced the evening's arrangements.

"Later, we need to move the books, put all the book baskets in the hallway. Clear the desks and arrange them around the podium in a square shape."

Suddenly, someone asked.

"Can we put books in the drawers?"

The life committee member was momentarily stunned, then nodded.

"Yes."

"And, the duty students should stay back to help decorate the classroom. Mainly with some balloons and hanging streamers."

"The study committee, help adjust the speakers and multimedia equipment."

Hearing this, Tao Ran looked up.

"Okay."

The true expert maintained a calm demeanor, but he couldn't help the twitch at the corner of his mouth when he thought about what he was performing that evening.

"Lastly, we've used some class funds to buy snacks and sunflower seeds. Before the party starts, group leaders should come and collect them."

With that, the life committee member wobbled off the stage.

The class atmosphere, however, didn't calm down. Discussions grew louder, and bursts of laughter echoed, creating a particularly chaotic scene.

"Whoa, what program are you performing?"

"I don't know; the group leader hasn't said."

"Our group seems to be doing a dance, but the leader said I didn't need to learn. Damn, I feel like I'll just be a clown on stage."

"Pole dance."

"Huh?"

"You don't need to learn, so obviously you're the pole."

"Screw you!!!"

The sixth group was doing a big choir, so they were still living in tranquility.

"Tut tut, so noisy." Li Hua shook his head, "Hey, do you think our program is too boring?"

Hearing this, several members looked at Li Hua in unison.

"If you want to add something, you do it."

"Exactly."

Jiang Nian said, "You're being dumb, Hua."

"The group leader always loves showing off but never puts in the effort." Zhang Ningzhi frowned, muttering softly, "Truly useless."

Li Hua immediately dropped his playful demeanor, a look of agony on his face.

Such uselessness!

Nearing the end of the afternoon, Cai Xiaoqing came back from the office carrying a bag of phones, mostly those handed in by boarding students.

Two commuting students also couldn't resist and handed theirs in.

"Come on, grab your phones."

The boarding students stood up one after another to pick up their phones or backup devices; occasionally, you could hear someone borrowing a charger.

"Are you going home tomorrow?"

"Yeah, and you?"

"I can't, home is too far. It takes a whole day to go back and forth... I'd just have enough time to eat a meal before I have to leave."

....

Six in the evening.

After dinner, Jiang Nian didn't return to the classroom.

Because the desks in the classroom were cleared and arranged into a square. Going back would just mean playing on his phone.

So he slipped into the English office.

"Isn't your class's New Year's Eve party tonight?" Qianbao was slightly surprised, looking at the person occupying her desk, writing papers.

"Are you not taking the chance to duet with some girl and instead writing papers here?"

Hearing this, Jiang Nian looked up.

"Teacher, your words are incorrect."

"The streets are filled with girls, but exam papers are rare. If I come across a paper in college besides finals, I'm a dog."

Qianbao clicked her tongue and sat down beside him.

"And you're doing math!"

The outside was bustling, while the office was quiet.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at Jiang Nian. She suddenly felt that he was like the monkey who settled the seven fairies only to eat peaches.

"By the way, teacher." Jiang Nian finished a question, and said to her, "I've borrowed a camera, and later I'd like to record something with you."

"Record what?"

Jiang Nian said, "Ask some questions, maybe say something about the upcoming New Year."

Hearing this, Qianbao breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's okay."

Jiang Nian: "???"

No, what was the old woman thinking?

Estimating that time was almost up, Jiang Nian left the English office and took a glance; Qingbao hadn't arrived yet.

He went upstairs, carrying the camera to get ready.

The party hadn't started yet, and everyone sat down at the desks by the walls.

Some were sitting with their groups, and others sat with a few friends. Then snacks and sunflower seeds were distributed.

"Hello hello." Zhang Ningzhi pulled Yao Beibei and sat down next to Jiang Nian, "Here, I brought cupcakes."

Jiang Nian said, "I don't eat sweets."

"Just take a bite, it's really good." Zhang Ningzhi pleaded with him to try it, "Take a bite, and I'll give you something else delicious."

The more Jiang Nian listened, the more it felt off; are you trying to train a puppy here?

Of course, he did act quite like a dog.

"Hey, I won't eat it."

"Hmph!"

This is the confidence of a man who's not in love. Once he is, it's over. Non-compliance can lead to anger or even a cold war.

Of course, this often varies from person to person.

After a while, Chen Yunyun gave him a box of fruit. There were also a few bags of snacks in a small bag.

Zhang Ningzhi's face changed, and she pulled out all the snacks from the bag. With a clatter, they all piled up in front of Jiang Nian.

Things like braised chicken feet, jerky, small packets of nuts, yogurt, jelly pudding—an array of snacks, everything you could think of.

Li Hua had just arrived and was dumbfounded.

"Damn it!"

Ma Guojun pushed his glasses, also finding it hard to hold back.

"Jiang Nian is really damn lucky!"

People in the class were walking around, having fun everywhere. Not many people paid attention to this side; Yao Beibei was moving around even more.

Li Hua originally sat down and had two pieces of fruit. He glanced up occasionally and saw the class president standing in front of him.

He couldn't laugh it off and silently got up.

Jiang Nian, I'll be up at eight in the morning!

After cursing in his heart, the proud Li Hua left his throne and quietly went to join the big guy crowd.

Zhang Ningzhi, Jiang Nian, and Li Qingrong surrounded him like Left and Right Guardians.

Forgetting other people, even Jiang Nian was about to lose it. He was peeling tangerines, one for the left side and one for the right.

But the party hadn't started yet.

He figured he might as well keep peeling until his fingers were almost bleached with tangerine juice, and then the opening ceremony of the party finally began.

The sound system was brought in by Old Liu, saving the class a rental fee.

The event was hosted by Little Skylark and class committee member Tao Ran, one standing on the left and one on the right, looking sharp and stunning.

Tao Ran: "Dear students and teachers."

Dong Que: "Everyone~"

"Good evening!" (In unison)

The two standing together were a sight for sore eyes, but there was no CP feeling.

So where was the problem?

"Whoa, why do I feel like the class committee member doesn't have much of a masculine vibe?" Li Hua slapped his thigh, looking puzzled.

Beside him, Ma Guojun was chewing on a chicken foot that Zhang Ningzhi had given him, and he said flatly,

"Forget masculinity, if a furry fan has any humanity, that's already good enough."

The first program was a choir by the first group, six people singing the theme song of Ultraman Tiga, "Miracle Reappears."

This song was originally using Liu Dehua's "Naughty Boy" and "Stupid Child" as the theme song in Taiwan.

In the Xiangjiang Region, Eason Chan's "Song of Superman" was used instead.

Meh, not very Tokusatsu-like.

Jiang Nian was recording with a camera on the side while they performed, moving around and making everyone around him look serious.

"Oh my, do you guys have a little reporter in your class too?" Qianbao leaned against the door, covering her mouth while laughing, an alluring mature woman's laugh.

That little reporter comment directly made Jiang Nian blush.

Damn, Qianbao sure is wicked!

He had just shared some secrets in the office, and this was his first time trying this out, and then she goes and calls him a little reporter.

"Teacher, come over and have some snacks!"

"Coming, my dear." Qianbao giggled, walking towards the group of girls, "Oh, you've even got chocolate, huh?"

"Who do you want to give it to? Could it be someone you like?"

The second program of the party began amidst the girls' rowdiness, an impromptu skit.

Jiang Nian was recording with the camera like crazy, not for anything else.

First, to brush up the proficiency of this new skill he learned, and also to complete the system's panel tasks and get a reward.

And secondly, having the excuse to carry the camera around everywhere.

Click!

Zhang Ningzhi pulled out a Polaroid and snapped a photo of Jiang Nian squatting and recording over there, biting her lip with a smile.

Someone looked pretty serious when they were being proper.

Li Qingrong was just sitting there, her phone placed on the table. Her gaze swept over the crowd in the middle of the classroom, landing on Jiang Nian.

Her eyes slightly downcast, her face expressionless.

The third performance was by Yang Qiming's group, but it was Zhou Yuting and Yu Zhiyi from another group performing a dance.

Because Little Skylark noticed the atmosphere wasn't lively, they changed the performance order.

When Jiang Nian saw Zhou Yuting take the stage, his eyelid twitched. So he backed up next to Li Hua, staying thoroughly alert.

To be honest, Tingzi might have many flaws, but in terms of talent, there's nothing to criticize.

Ever seen a split?

"Li, the regular troops are here."

Li Hua looked confused, "What?"

He quickly understood. As the fast-paced beats of the accompaniment played, the people in the classroom broke into smiles.

"Oh!!!!"

"Whoa, this is so hot? Who knew it was hidden so well?"

"Wow! So pretty!"

"Quiet! Quiet down!"

Li Hua turned red, he wanted to watch but quickly acted disinterested, only glancing up after a while.

Sitting like a bigshot, with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, he looked mature, as if he was weary of worldly affairs.

Ma Guojun glanced at him, "Dang, you're such a pretender!"

"Hehe," Li Hua was about to retort, but seeing Zhou Yuting and Yu Zhiyi stick together, he was stunned.

"Whoa!"

Sun Zhicheng really wanted to watch, but Chen Yunyun and others were sitting right behind him. He could only watch on his phone, his face turning red.

In his heart, he chanted: Don't look, don't look, they're all just enchantresses.

While he was upholding his male virtues, he overheard Wang Yuhe and Chen Yunyun behind him talking about Jiang Nian, which broke his defenses.

Wang Yuhe: "When is he going to take pictures of us?"

Chen Yunyun said softly: "I don't know, he's busy now. Look at him, his face is almost splitting from laughter."

Jiang Nian squatted at the side of the classroom, taking close-up shots of Zhou Yuting and Yu Zhiyi.

They were all classmates, and his little affairs with Tingzi were in the past. A man knows how to prioritize.

Compared to past trifles, capturing white, long legs was more important.

Not to mention Yu Zhiyi, rich and generous. Zhou Yuting even wore a short skirt, with safety shorts underneath.

A short skirt dance, who wouldn't want to capture that?

That's the (thumbs up) way!

Lin Dong was so glued to the scene that when Zhou Yuting and Yu Zhiyi danced back, he collapsed in front of Sun Zhicheng.