Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

"Everyone's going?" Jiang Nian was slightly surprised.

"They picked our class," Li Hua said excitedly, "and another Olympic class, I forgot which one."

"Which class?"

"Class four... four, I think."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian's eyelid twitched.

"Then I'm not going. I haven't finished my homework."

He simply felt that such a lecture was superficial and couldn't address the root of students' anxieties, making attending it a complete waste of time.

If he really wanted to de-stress, he'd rather play...

games.

"Wow, really, you're not going?" Li Hua was a bit dumbfounded and glanced at the stream of students leaving the classroom.

"No way!" Jiang Nian said irritably, pulling out a chemistry test paper, "Your dad has to study, doesn't like joining the crowd."

"Writing homework every day, what's there to write?" Li Hua was puzzled.

"616-608=8," Jiang Nian replied calmly, looking at Li Hua, "Your dad's extra 8 points will always make him your dad."

"Chi Shi, Chi Shi!!" Li Hua instantly blushed.

At that moment, he thought of King Gou Jian. But then he thought of the real Gou Jian in history, so he activated the Immortal Man Skill.

Enduring hardship doesn't equal endorsing Gou Jian.

Using formulas makes solving problems fast!

"Next exam, I'll beat you by 80 points!" Li Hua vowed with high spirits, "The shame of Jingkang is yet to be avenged!"

Jiang Nian couldn't hold back his expression upon hearing these outrageous words.

"Ha, you're anxious."

Bro, if you score 650, where are you going to find 730?

Truth be told, Lao Hua does have a bit of humor in him.

Heath Ledger went to Zhen Nan to prepare for his role as the Joker, observing Li Hua for a month, leading to the classic screen performance.

"Hey, Jiang Nian, you're not going?" Yao Beibei came to find Zhizhi, asking casually without much concern.

Jiang Nian wasn't the only one not attending the lecture; there were at least five or six others.

"Not going." Jiang Nian nodded, seeing Zhang Ningzhi about to leave, he grabbed her, "Why are you going?"

"What's up?" Zhang Ningzhi looked puzzled.

She's the type who goes with the flow. Upon hearing about the lecture, she didn't dare skip it; as long as Yao Beibei went, she went.

Seeing Jiang Nian boldly pulling her in the classroom, she couldn't help but blush.

If he asked her to stay?

...What should she choose?

"You're going too?" Jiang Nian asked.

"...Yes." Zhang Ningzhi was a bit hesitant, thinking it was hard to choose, since she had already promised Beibei, it was difficult to stay.

"Huh? Then there's no one to peel oranges for me." Jiang Nian looked confused.

Sun Zhicheng, who was passing by with Lin Dong, was originally in a good mood. Upon hearing Jiang Nian say this, he immediately stopped grinning.

He couldn't help but glance at a certain someone, his fist tightening.

BYD is really putting on an act!

Is their gender a plastic bag, being this good at pretending.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi's expression instantly disappeared. She gritted her teeth and gave Jiang Nian a barrage of punches.

"Who's going to peel for you! Go die, go die!"

Jiang Nian chuckled; Zhizhi's strength wasn't much. He lazily dodged and slipped the last orange from his pocket into her coat pocket.

"Then you go ahead."

Zhang Ningzhi left in a huff, not wanting to stay with this heartless guy. Before leaving, she specifically glanced at Chen Yunyun.

Seeing her heading to the lecture with Wang Yuhe, she finally moved her gaze away.

Yao Beibei extended her hand, palm up.

"Is there more?"

Jiang Nian instinctively wanted to spit into her palm, but seeing Yao Beibei retract quickly, he felt a bit regretful.

"No more. I'll buy you a crate tomorrow."

"Then call Li Hua, let him help you carry it." Yao Beibei joked along, seriously delivering a straight-faced ghost story.

About eighty to ninety percent of the class had left, leaving only five or six who didn't go.

Jiang Nian didn't go, and neither did Li Qingrong, who was too lazy to go.

Neither of them asked for leave, but Cai Xiaoqing automatically helped them with it, and the homeroom teacher wouldn't say much.

One is a Qingbei prospect, the other is a Motivational Star.

If Jiang Nian could score 650 on the provincial joint exam, even Lao Liu would worship him. No need to aim for Qingbei, getting into C9 would suffice.

The empty classroom of Class Three, the bright lights shone like snow.

Jiang Nian earnestly flipped open a test paper, working on questions while contemplating the web of knowledge points in his mind.

While doing questions, he built a knowledge network with the problems.

After all, he wasn't truly a top student. With a base score of 600, he would forever be out of reach of the 650 throne.

So when truly tackling problems, he'd still get stuck on difficult ones.

Sometimes, the difference between 600 and 650 isn't huge, but 680 or 690 is a completely different concept.

Li Qingrong, sitting above him, pressed him down firmly.

No, stomped him down.

He couldn't even reach the hem of the class leader's skirt, barely managing to fawn at her feet. It sounded humiliating, but doing it might feel exhilarating.

Time flew by, and looking up, it was already the second evening study.

The students who went for the lecture hadn't returned, and naturally no one was maintaining discipline. Among those who stayed, two were chatting.

When doing problems, listening to it as white noise was not a bad idea.

Li Qingrong wasn't in the mood to do problems, resting her head in a daze. Her mind was blank, letting time pass by.

Until a test paper appeared in her sight, her gaze finally focused.

"What are you spacing out for?" Jiang Nian asked with curiosity, pointing to a difficult chemistry problem, "Can't solve it, could you take a look?"

Li Qingrong didn't answer why she was spacing out; she couldn't put her finger on it either. She had no worries and wasn't thinking about anything.

"Hmm."

The class leader lowered her gaze, exuding an even stronger aura of aloofness and indifference. Yet, when she looked up seriously at someone, she seemed a bit distant.

Jiang Nian didn't think much of it, not looking at her eyes at all. No proper person would look at the eyes; their gaze would have wandered to other places long ago.