Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance-Chapter 1139 - 780: Then Bring It Tomorrow

Afternoon, ten-minute break between classes.

Jiang Nian glanced at the breathing light flashing on his phone in the desk compartment, unlocked it and found a message from Zhu Yin.

"Administrative building, make-up class."

Huh?

There's still hot pot in the afternoon, but after the make-up class, it's almost past six. But he couldn't refuse Zhu Yin.

After all, there aren't many more sessions left.

Moreover, she's using her personal time for these make-up classes. In this regard, he really couldn't refuse.

He just had to tough it out for them.

While replying to Zhu Yin, he messaged Song Xiyun, arranging to give her the keys after the third period.

He chose to talk to Song Xiyun because she would just say one thing.

Song Xiyun: "Alright."

Quick as a flash during a small break period, Jiang Nian hurried downstairs. After waiting a while in the third-floor corridor, it was Xu Qianqian who came out.

"Only a few weeks left, and your teacher is still giving you make-up classes?"

"Yep, I'm different."

Jiang Nian felt a bit uneasy, hoping she wouldn't seize the chance to attack him, "Here's your key."

"Oh." Xu Qianqian nonchalantly took the key, "Alright then, come back early to eat hot pot once you're done."

At her words, alarm bells rang in Jiang Nian's heart.

No way!!

There's something off if such things happen!

The next second, Xu Qianqian threw a punch directly at him. Jiang Nian took a step back, narrowly avoiding it.

You could say it was almost perfectly synchronized.

Jiang Nian raised his hand, instantly using the 'Husky Pointing Human' meme, "Alright, attempting to assassinate me, how dare you?"

Xu Qianqian gave up, rolled her eyes at him. "Consider yourself lucky to have dodged my 'Teaching Fist'."

Although she said this, she was still somewhat annoyed. Her 'son' had grown up, becoming more agile.

As a supposed 'mom', she no longer had much face.

Next time, she'll have to team up with Xiyun, double team Jiang Nian, and give him a good beating to vent her frustration.

"Teaching Fist?" Jiang Nian leaned back tactically, "Couldn't imagine your heart is so venomous, practicing such 'Magic Skill'?"

"What are you babbling about?"

Xu Qianqian became slightly displeased, frowned and said, "You go ahead then, remember to bring back a bottle of Coke when you return."

"Roger."

Jiang Nian hurried downstairs, remembering Song Xiyun loves Coke. Not bothering much, he headed toward the administrative building.

Downstairs, first-year students dressed in black and white uniforms were leaving school and leisurely walking toward the school gate.

With faces brimming with smiles, they didn't have the persistent air of exams that third-year students exude.

Jiang Nian glanced at them, his footsteps halted.

"How nice."

Though he was just nostalgic, not really wanting to go back, it's been so long from freshman year to senior year.

So long that he's forgotten how he spent the time back then.

Administrative building.

Zhu Yin had just arrived not long ago, and Jiang Nian pushed the door open and entered. Unable to help turning his head to look at him, she said in surprise.

"You're here?"

"Yes, teacher." Jiang Nian took out a tissue, using his own [Harmony] skill to clean the table.

It was like stacking a cleanliness buff. A casual wipe would double the effect, making cleaning extremely effortless.

Zhu Yin didn't mind, having long become accustomed to it.

Besides, this conference room was regularly cleaned. Also frequently used, so it wasn't too dirty.

However, when she saw the border created by the place Jiang Nian wiped compared to other areas revealing dust.

"Huh?"

She froze, swallowed saliva. Okay, it really needed wiping, and she found Jiang Nian increasingly pleasing to the eye.

"Sit down, let's chat."

At her words, Jiang Nian was slightly taken aback.

Zhu Yin leaned towards the practical side, usually starting directly with lectures. This was the first time she actually opened with a chat.

"Um, okay teacher."

"I understand your situation basically." She said, "The foundation isn't strong, but we've remedied most of it."

"Of course, this can't be separated from your hard work. The progress you've made in the second mock exams is very evident, and I've noticed it."

She spoke with a stern and mature tone, although her voice was somewhat clear, making it hard to focus.

Jiang Nian had a trick, staring at the spot between her nose, occasionally nodding, then lowering his head pretending to contemplate.

Giving the impression that he was listening intently and absorbing everything.

Zhu Yin continued speaking, internally nodding frequently. Secretly thinking this student was quite honest, seeming to be taking it all in.

Of course, also because of her own capability.

These were extremely useful experiences, suggestions from a higher perspective, aimed at securing the subject of physics.

She talked on and on, the main idea being for Jiang Nian to strengthen his foundation, ensuring he scores eighty, aiming for ninety.

The core concept boiled down to two words: seek stability.

Jiang Nian took it all in. But seeing Zhu Yin in a good mood, he let her speak a bit longer to follow her flow.

Meanwhile, he glanced at her profile. Excellent teacher/physics/maturing/prized pupil/for details, please pay.

Jiang Nian glanced at it, thinking about her prized pupil.

It can't be He Minjun, right?

That loser.

The 'Excellent Teacher' profile was faintly purple, estimated to level up again in a month.

"Alright, that's about it." Zhu Yin reluctantly concluded, "It's great you're able to absorb it."

"Yes, yes, I follow the teacher's guidance." Jiang Nian echoed affirmatively.

"Good."

......

Leaving the administrative building, it was already night.

Jiang Nian recalled the make-up class content, mainly consolidating the foundations. But often teaching new things, he also gained some insights.

The feeling of fulfillment returned once again.

He turned toward the cafeteria, walked upstairs. Upon knocking the door open, a wave of hot pot aroma washed over him.

Xu Qianqian sat at the table peeling garlic, red oily hot pot bubbling at the center, Song Xiyun turned and headed inside.

This scene made Jiang Nian feel a bit dazed.

"Come over, what're you standing there for?" Xu Qianqian frowned, her petite face delicate, "Did you bring the Coke?"

"Oh, yes, I did."

Jiang Nian lifted the bag in his hand, feeling the room a bit crowded, "I'm late, still need any help?"