During the morning exercise break, Jiang Nian strolled up to the third floor. Luckily, he bumped into two girls at the stairway entrance. To be precise, the three of them were squeezed together by the crowd as tightly as sardines in a can. Jiang Nian was in front, and he could feel a small hand pressing against his back. To avoid bumping into it, directly big chest... not that. Directly front chest to back. He turned his head with difficulty to look at Xiao Song and Xu Qianqian, speaking in the tone of a little fey boy. "Who touched me? Come to the police station with me." "You’re sick!" Xu Qianqian relented, rolling her eyes at him, "Who likes to touch you, if you don’t want to use the stairs, you can jump off." Xiao Song, purely riding on others’ coattails, even nodded. Jiang Nian’s plan for a factory recommendation hadn’t even been implemented yet, it was directly strangled in the cradle by bad reviews, leaving him exasperated. He changed the subject and asked directly. "Do you want to get a check-up?" The two girls looked over, exchanged glances, and Song Xiyun instantly realized it was directed at her. After all, she’s the only one who gets IV drips, and in the middle of the night too. "No, no, I’m all better." Upon hearing this, Xu Qianqian glanced at Song Xiyun, also feeling her illness seemed a bit strange, suddenly having a persistent high fever. "How about checking it out this weekend?" "No need, it’s too much of a waste of money..." Song Xiyun refused in a small voice, feeling slightly warmed in her heart, "Really, I’m all better now." Seeing her insistence, Xu Qianqian didn’t ask further. Thinking maybe it really was just a little cold, the chance of a major illness being too low. Jiang Nian also didn’t ask, walked down the stairs. He waved at the bottom of the third floor, and after parting with the two girls, walked into the sunlight. Logically speaking, this matter should be kept from Xu Qianqian. But Jiang Nian thought for a moment, no matter what the plan is. Expending a lot of energy and getting noticed is just making a pure clown of yourself. And it might not even be achievable, if achieved it’s like using a cannon to shoot a mosquito. Might as well ask directly, anyway Song Xiyun would refuse. Next time randomly catch her to go, just let her keep it a secret alone. No plan is the best plan. Just say it’s a whim, precisely there’s a free check-up opportunity. Don’t want to waste it, take your ID card to the hospital. On the sports field, the winter day was clear. "Damn, the report card is out already?" Yang Qiming led from the front, ran forward from the back track, "Class rep, is it true?" "So fast?" Liu Yang expressed doubt. "Yeah." Minister of Rites Tao Ran nodded, said amidst the thundering marching music, "I saw it in the office." "Gotta take a good look." Lin Dong accelerated to the front, "Next English class, I’m checking everyone’s scores one by one." "Check yours." Li Hua also left the lineup, the boys’ formation directly scattered like a loose patch, "What’s your total score?" "A little over 580, what’s it to you?" Lin Dong looked at him, "What about you?" Li Hua hopped about while running, grinning from ear to ear. "You should give up the position of math class rep to me." "Damn you, I’ll kill you!" Lin Dong was agitated, swung a punch, "Damn your dad, you animal don’t you run!" Li Hua joyfully ran off, directly flew into the team of class 2. Jiang Nian, bored to death, was hanging at the back of the class 3 running formation, listlessly waving his hand, wondering what to have for lunch. His gaze swept over a circle of people on the edge of the track, those were the "sickies" who were excused from running, and met Yu Zhiyi’s gaze. Because when Yu Zhiyi ran, it made thumping sounds, so she simply didn’t run for various reasons. Lao Liu saw Yu Zhiyi’s grades remain stable, also simply let her be. He also didn’t like to go against students, belonging to the moderate faction. Pride invites loss, while humility invites benefit. Even if Yu Tongjie was replaced, he didn’t feel much. He already had Li Qingrong, couldn’t have everything, right? In short, students are his base. Though he wholeheartedly pursued progress, he wouldn’t forget righteousness for small gains either. Because of this, though class 3 was so abstract, it still had class cohesion. Jiang Nian looked away, avoiding gazing at Yu Zhiyi. Thinking how this person is just like Lao Liu, always thinking about progress. It’s almost as if written on his face, I want~! biology class rep! Trying to steal Qingbao’s attention, is this palace intrigue? Jiang Nian really had no confidence in this. After all, he never watched palace intrigue dramas, couldn’t outwit women. If Yu Zhaoyi rose in position, what about himself, a nian imperial concubine? But since he promised, the matter had to be done. After all, the conditions were quite tempting. "School Locked Bead Curtain", "Beautiful Man’s Heart", "Nian Concubine Biography", "Nian’s Strategy", "School", now playing hotly. Seeing it almost finish, Jiang Nian planned to speed up a bit. Just overpassing primary students, Wang Yuhe instantly chased up again. Jiang Nian looked confused, wondering where this fool came from. Such a grown person, still fighting over some childish things. He chuckled and sped past Wang Yuhe, even added a curse. "The loser will have a height decrease of three centimeters next year." Wang Yuhe took the bait instantly, charged forward with all her strength. The two chased each other, and the already disorganized formation scattered directly. On the left, Lin Dong, a 500-point wild dog, chased after Li Hua, while on the right, Wang Yuhe from primary class chased after Jiang Nian, extending the line. Amidst the commotion of several people, a few classes in front were also scattered. As expected, the Olympic competition classes were harshly criticized by the grade group leader. Xie Zhihao was wearing a smartwatch today, it could even play mobile games, confident in overshadowing everyone. Unfortunately, during the two lessons in the morning, everyone was groggy, nobody appreciated his smartwatch. When it came to running, he planned to roll up his sleeves. During the run, the smartwatch on his wrist was exceptionally dazzling in the sunlight.
Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance - Chapter 416
Updated: Oct 27, 2025 5:24 PM
