Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance-Chapter 322 - 284: You Don’t Have What It Takes to Be a Traitor

Chapter 322: Chapter 284: You Don’t Have What It Takes to Be a Traitor

Hey, you there... Of course you’re there.

When the class monitor sends a message, even if you’re asleep, you have to get up and reply.

"What’s up?"

However, once the message was sent to the other side, it was like a stone sinking into the ocean with no reply.

Jiang Nian was puzzled but didn’t think much of it.

Ever since he changed seats, he hadn’t spoken to Li Qingrong. He originally planned to share some fun story with her, but forgot as soon as he turned his head.

Ultimately, space limits distance.

As for chatting online... he didn’t know if Li Qingrong would like to chat, after all, some people are really bothered by replying to messages online and don’t want to touch their phones.

There are many people like this in senior year, some only reply to texts and not QQ, some reply on WeChat but not QQ, everyone has their own situation.

So, he didn’t want to be too forward.

After a while, Jiang Nian was browsing some borderline short videos.

The phone buzzed, and a message popped up.

Li Qingrong: "😊."

Jiang Nian replied casually, "What was the class monitor doing during the day?"

The other side was probably typing.

"Doing homework."

Class 3 follows an offline monarchy system, trivial matters are handled by the Minister of Rites, Vice Minister, and the Ritual Department.

The emperor sits in the hall, untouched by wind and snow.

Jiang Nian was used to it, rolled onto his bed, and replied to the message holding his phone.

"Did you finish the physics homework?"

"Yeah."

"Can I borrow it to copy tomorrow?"

"Yeah."

On the other side.

Li Qingrong held her phone for a while. Seeing the chat stop, she looked down and zoned out for a bit.

She didn’t know what to talk about, nor could she think of an interesting topic. After much thought, she covered her head with the quilt and sighed.

The next day.

Hu Nianzhong was in a good mood and woke up early.

Other than getting scolded by Lao Liu during last night’s self-study in the office, everything else went smoothly. He paid back Yu Tongjie’s money and gave the compensation money to his family.

As for that software, he deleted it this morning.

After he pulled back from the brink, the first thing he pondered was how to get through this month?

The compensation money was all given to his family, using the excuse that he was hit by a car. A half-truth, he even showed the injury on his leg to make his family believe it.

They specifically reminded him to properly thank the classmate who stood up for him.

And he agreed.

But in the heat of the moment, he gave all the money to his family, leaving only a few dozen yuan. He spent twenty-five on transport, so only forty-five remained.

Forty-five yuan... to survive for a month.

The school would add some money to the meal card this month, which is available to everyone on the poverty aid list, so he wouldn’t starve.

If used sparingly, he should barely get by.

He calculated mentally and went downstairs to buy steamed buns early in the misty morning, with a forlorn heart.

Just as he was about to head to the dormitory cafeteria, he looked up and saw a girl.

He froze for a moment, firstly because the girl was pretty, and secondly, she was holding brown sugar steamed buns. Those things... pigs, let alone pigs.

He was so poor, he wouldn’t even eat them if they were given to him.

No matter how poor, he wouldn’t starve in these times.

But those brown sugar buns were really unappetizing, just pure dough. You could only swallow them with soup, the only advantage was apart from imagining the bitter past and sweet present.

One more thing, cheap.

Two cents and a half or so, and even limited, which was like not charging at all.

Going upstairs, he hesitated for a moment and chose two brown sugar buns too.

Swiped the meal card, beep!

.....

Jiang Nian watched the numbers on the hot water machine scroll but not a drop came out, his eyes widened.

"Damn it, why is it broken?"

The person maintaining the water dispenser... No, there was no one maintaining it at all. These parasites only knew how to collect money, with their damn bad attitude, like idiots.

Back in sophomore year, people would go door-to-door in classrooms asking if anyone needed to top up their Water Cards.

As a result, no one in the class responded, which prompted them to yell angrily, "Damn, a bunch of poor students," and got surrounded by the boys immediately.

Luckily, the homeroom teacher was just outside, or else someone’s head might have been opened.

He couldn’t hold back and kicked the hot water machine.

Thud!!

The hallway filled with thin white mist was dead silent, only echoing the sound of the metal being hit.

Soon, footsteps echoed down the hallway along with a teasing voice.

"Why so angry early in the morning?"

Jiang Nian turned his head and saw someone walking out from the staircase shrouded in morning mist.

Ji Jiayu with long hair draped over her shoulders, bangs fixed with a pink squirrel hair clip. Wearing a brown jacket matched with white pants.

Walking over with a smile, she indeed had a bit of delicate charm.

Jiang Nian glanced at her and spoke.

"Where’s your husband?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Jiayu almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

This person really knew how to speak salt into wounds with poison on his tongue. They say don’t hit a smiling face person, but he swung a big one directly.

Early morning, her good mood was immediately gone.

"Don’t make up stories, I don’t have a husband." Ji Jiayu frowned with discontent, "Does this matter never slide past with you?"

"No, I was just mentioning it casually." Jiang Nian waved his hand, holding two thermos cups as he started walking back. "This water dispenser is broken, head to the third floor to get it instead."

Hearing this, Ji Jiayu’s expression slightly softened.

Her relationship was directly turned into black history in his eyes, this person was too annoying. But he was clearly joking, not pretending.

Simply put, not malevolent, just naturally annoying.

A born sword spirit.

"Alright, got it, I’ll go downstairs." She took a deep breath, turned, ready to head down the stairs.

But after just a few steps, she suddenly heard an "Ah" behind her.

She turned to look at Jiang Nian, squeezing out a smile.

"What’s up?"

Jiang Nian thought for a moment, then asked.

"Is your husband feeling heated up?"

Ji Jiayu’s smile instantly disappeared, stomping heavily as she went to the fifth floor for hot water. Her teeth almost shattered in anger.

A big sword spirit!

Seeing Ji Jiayu head to the fifth floor, Jiang Nian grinned and whistled his way down to the third floor for hot water.

No need to queue, hooray!

Since he had two thermos cups, it took longer to fill them. From downstairs, he took a glance at Class 4, not seeing Xu Qianqian.

Most likely memorizing in some corner of the teaching building, not back yet.

Song Xiyun was even further away; her family lives far. She’s usually picked up for school by Zhao Qiuxue morning and evening. If it’s too early, her mom has nowhere to go.

But as he glanced, he did see Zhou Haifei.

The girl with the black glasses was leaning on a high desk doing homework, maybe hearing movements outside the classroom. By a stroke of luck, she looked up right into his eyes.

The boy flashed her a smile and waved jauntily.

Instantly, the glasses girl was at a loss.

Before she could react, Jiang Nian already swaggered away.

Getting up early does have its perks.

After filling the water, Jiang Nian returned to sit at the brightly lit but empty back row of the classroom. Scanning the vacant seats sparked a feeling of satisfaction from grinding.

Even though he hasn’t done any homework, that didn’t matter.

Just say, did he get up early or not?

Zhenan Middle School had a so-called hierarchy of disdain, or rather, a talent chain. Those who studied poorly but worked hard were placed at the very bottom.

This group often had a nickname, "bookworms" or "pseudo-hardworkers."

Those with good grades and who also worked hard were called "nerds."

Those with good grades and who lazed around were deemed geniuses with brains. When asked, they were gaming at home; when tests came, they topped the class.

These people often dated or secretly played on phones during class.

In a word, cool.

Jiang Nian was neither, a typical non-belonger.

If he had to be categorized, it’d be the hack route.

Having hacks but not being ostentatious, just likes to overwork those with brains and talent who are pretentious. Comes early, but doesn’t do exercises, when asked...

"Have you witnessed Zhenan at 4:30 am?" (husky voice)

Slowly climbing scores, are you scared?

Wanting to be ostentatious, but finding Jiang Nian this bizarre thing in class. Like a phlegm stuck in the throat, can’t show talent, can’t show effort.

It’s got to be disgusting, Chi Shi.

....

Li Hua jumped into the classroom from the back door, cold wind whooshing all over Jiang Nian’s face.

"Children, your father is back!"

"Shut the door."

"Alrighty." Li Hua shut the back door and realized something, "I say Nian, aren’t we going to have a week of cold winds?"

Jiang Nian glanced up at him, somewhat speechless.

"You’ve been here two days and just realized?"

"It’s different, it wasn’t this cold two days ago." Li Hua put down his backpack. "This people coming and going with the door open, the wind is so strong, doesn’t it make your heart ache?"

"What the hell?" Jiang Nian felt like he was being jabbed at.

Li Hua looked at Zhang Ningzhi’s empty seat and chuckled.

"Nothing."

This idiot said just yesterday that he wouldn’t date in senior year, who knows if that holds up.

Damn, only four boys in the group.

Zeng You is an internet eunuch, so let’s not talk about him for now. Wu Jungu already dated Yu Zhiyi, leaving only him and Jiang Nian with zero relationship experience.

As the group leader, how could he watch his buddy fall into the devil’s path?

He must be sternly awakened!

Jiang Nian felt Li Hua was a bit sneaky, green with jealousy.

"Hua, you’re mistaken."

"How so?" Li Hua wiggled his eyebrows.

"Ahem, I’m a good student." Jiang Nian said seriously, "Senior year’s got its mission, if everyone’s dating, who’s left to build the homeland?"

Not specifying whose homeland we’re building.

Forget about Zhenan.

Hearing this, Li Hua was deeply moved.

He felt the sincerity in Jiang Nian’s words; he truly thought that way. It seemed like the number one scandalous one in the group was none other than Wu Jungu, that brat.

Damn, he could brag about dating a big-breasted girlfriend for twenty years.

"Good buddy, it’s clear you’re not cut out for being a traitor!" Li Hua tightly grabbed Jiang Nian’s arm. "Together, we’ll create a world of single dogs!"

"Great!"

Suddenly, the back door was pushed open.

Chen Yunyun smiled at Jiang Nian, placed a candy on his desk, and said with a smile.

"Morning."

"Morning." Jiang Nian replied.

Wang Yuhe walked up from behind and punched Jiang Nian on the back.

"Morning."

"Morning."

Li Hua was dumbfounded, looked at the two girls who had left, then glanced at Jiang Nian again.

"Damn it, I’ll kill you!"

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