Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance-Chapter 841 - 632: Hundred-Day Oath Assembly

Oh.

Jiang Nian: "Drink more lava."

Yu Zhiyi: "Go die!"

He really didn't want to respond to things like this. If it were someone else, showing concern would be fine.

Yu Yourong pushes the limits too easily.

Even when Jiang Nian used to fawn over Tingzi, he only showed slight concern and didn't keep following up.

Whether Tingzi takes painkillers or not, that's her own business.

Meanwhile, in the women's restroom in the North District dormitory.

Yu Zhiyi, who was squatting till her legs went numb, leaned against the wall as she came out. Thick fog gathered outside the window, and cold, wet air rushed in.

She couldn't help but shiver, wrapping her clothes tighter as she prepared to wash up and head to class.

The light on the balcony was dim, half-covered by curtains. Clothes hung densely above, mixed with the smell of detergent.

It rained the day before yesterday, and who knows whose clothes didn't dry? The trapped water had gone sour, emitting a pungent smell.

Even though the third floor was dry, black water stains still circled the corners of the walls.

Early spring is indeed the season for mold growth.

Yu Zhiyi washed up quietly, afraid of making any noise. Even so, someone still woke up.

Luckily, it was a girl with a good temperament—false alarm.

"Up so early?"

"Yeah, menstrual cramps." Yu Zhiyi smiled wryly, being adept at social interactions. "Did I wake you?"

"No, I've just had trouble sleeping lately," the girl said. "The college entrance exam is getting closer, and I might be a bit anxious."

Yu Zhiyi expressed understanding and then mocked Jiang Nian a bit.

"He actually told me to drink lava!"

"That rude?" the girl said. "If a guy said that to me, I'd definitely delete him."

"Huh? It's not that bad." Yu Zhiyi was momentarily stunned and casually asked, "What kind of guy do you like?"

"One who shows care and concern," she said.

Yu Zhiyi didn't say more; she didn't care much for concern. The kindness you take always needs to be repaid.

However, if she were in extreme pain and couldn't handle it anymore, Jiang Nian would be the first person she'd find.

In crucial moments, someone who can actually help is better than simple concern.

....

Meanwhile.

Jiang Nian was leisurely making his way to the North Gate. From a distance, he saw several breakfast carts parked there.

"One eggplant, one shredded potato."

"Five yuan."

Jiang Nian paid and prepared to head back. From the beginning of the semester till now, he hadn't really felt any urgency.

Unlike the previous semester, where he was constantly chased by exams.

Out of the six major subjects, apart from Chinese, only math and physics, the two sciences, remained.

Even if he maintained his current state, he could still make it to a 985 university.

Math isn't something you can rush, and he didn't say this; Qi Xue did, and Jiang Nian chose to believe her.

After all, Qi Xue had a point.

As for physics, he was genuinely out of ideas. He could only see how Old Liu arranged things and didn't mind if it didn't work out in the end.

As long as math improved, a spot at a 985 shouldn't be a problem.

"Hey, wait!"

A crisp voice came from behind Jiang Nian, sounding somewhat familiar. He turned but saw no one on the road.

"Huh?"

What the heck, seeing ghosts early in the morning.

"Look up!!"

The voice rang out again, with a hint of playful annoyance.

He looked up, seeing the weathered and worn building. At a window blocked by tree branches, someone was leaning out.

Upon closer inspection, it was the repeat student He Minjun.

"Wait for me!"

Jiang Nian, with a deadpan expression, was about to leave.

"I'll give you money!"

He paused again; since it was still early in the morning, waiting for money wasn't a problem.

Besides, he was curious how the penniless could suddenly afford money?

Found a roommate to share the rent?

Sure enough, He Minjun, gasping for breath, ran down and said she had found a roommate from the class next door to share the rent.

"That's great."

"Yeah, suddenly there's money." He Minjun swept her hair aside, handed him a fifty, and said, "For you!"

"Huh?"

"For unlocking the door."

"Oh, oh." Jiang Nian took it without hesitation, pocketed it, and glanced at her, "Running out by tomorrow?"

For her, fifty was a big amount.

He Minjun, in a moment of rashness, gave the fifty. In retrospect, she actually wanted to kneel and ask him to return it.

"Haha, no, because someone is sharing the rent now."

She waved her hand, pretending to be strong, "I always feel it's not good to owe you, so while I have some cash..."

Several grumbling sounds came, as someone's stomach growled.

"Are you dieting?" Jiang Nian asked with a laugh.

Hearing this, He Minjun couldn't hold it in, completely broke down, and cried out.

"One month's breakfast money is in your hands."

Eventually, she ended up with a shredded potato roll.

Even though it was just a two-yuan roll, dripping with red oil, it was still delicious, and He Minjun devoured it with juice running down her mouth.

"Can't you eat more gracefully?"

"I can't, I didn't eat yesterday afternoon either." He Minjun said, "Life is just an endless series of hardships."

No wonder they say hardship breeds philosophers.

Jiang Nian turned his head, carefully examining her.

He Minjun was pretty, with shoulder-length hair, probably cut short for convenience.

She had a melon-shaped face, almond-shaped eyes, and pink lips. Her jet-black eyes made her look like a stubborn person.

And her figure was naturally slender.

A true super hunger-resistant queen.

It dawned on him what He Minjun meant when she originally said she had ways to get by; it was to endure hunger and tough it out.

You have to admire her resilience.

Seeing Jiang Nian examining her, He Minjun gulped nervously.

"I'm not selling my body!"

Jiang Nian: "???"

"What on earth are you thinking? Who said anything about buying your body?"

"Oh, okay." He Minjun blushed a bit.

Unable to eat at night, tossing and turning to no avail, she couldn't afford sleeping pills and resorted to meditation to sleep.

Unreal as it might be, it was surprisingly effective.

Having finished the two-yuan potato roll, she perked right up, brimming with energy, exclaiming.

"I'm memorizing a hundred words this morning!"

"Yeah, that's great."

"The only thing I'm annoyed about is the upcoming hundred-day aspiration ceremony." She sighed, "Such a waste of time, a garbage event."

"I don't know which bastard is going to ramble on stage forever. I really want to kick him off!"

Jiang Nian turned, bewildered.

"Huh?"

"What's wrong, don't you think those people waste everyone's time?" He Minjun said, clenching her fists tightly.

"Well, kinda." Jiang Nian didn't know how to respond, "The hundred-day rally for the fourth-year students is held together with the third-years?"

She replied, "It's the same school's teachers, so of course, it's held together."

"Oh, oh."

...

Morning self-study period.

Zhang Ningzhi saw Jiang Nian indeed wearing a school jacket and jeans, feeling a mix of disappointment and relief.

"Are you going on stage like that?"

"Yeah."

Jiang Nian glanced down at his attire, a black hoodie under his school jacket.

"Why, is there something wrong?"

"No... Not really." Zhang Ningzhi blushed and turned her head, pursing her lips, "It's quite good like that."

Jiang Nian thought to himself, how peculiar, and continued working on his questions.

Before long, Li Hua entered the classroom.

"Chi Shi!!"

"Who forwarded my video again!!"

Everyone around heard him rant, laughing. Some said they liked it; others said they planned to forward it.

"Chi Shi, Chi Shi!!!"

Morning, after the first lesson.

Crackling, the classroom broadcast came on.

"Attention all students x2, the hundred-day aspiration ceremony is about to start. Please have the class sports committee member."

"Organize your classmates orderly according to the prearranged spots at the sports field."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yang went up to the platform with the class flag, calling out.

"Everyone, head down, and remember to bring your chairs."

Li Hua dug a copy of Ah Shuai from his drawer and put it in his pocket, then thought and grabbed a Chinese book too.

Zhang Ningzhi asked, "Why the Chinese book, group leader?"

Li Hua: "To sit on."

Zhang Ningzhi: "..."