Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance-Chapter 1083 - 752: The Limited-Time Return of the Class Representative

Late at night, the glass coffee table is filled with snacks.

In the brightly lit living room, the three of them gather together, chatting intermittently while watching TV.

"I don't know what to do, I just don't really want to keep studying," Qianqian exclaimed.

Song Xiyun thought for a moment, "Me too... let's see when the time comes. Anyway, I'll be with Qianqian."

Maybe it's talk about the future, or maybe it's the captivating night.

Jiang Nian said sincerely for once, "Actually, paths and stuff aren't very important. Don't limit yourself."

"Three years of high school, studying is everything. Afterward, it won't be that way. You all should live brilliantly."

Qianqian and Song Xiyun were momentarily stunned upon hearing this.

Jiang Nian usually doesn't take things seriously and rarely speaks sincerely, leaving people confused, yet moved.

Of course, mostly just unsure what to do.

"Okay then."

"Mm."

The words of the two girls fell, and the atmosphere at the scene instantly became awkward, which Jiang Nian also noticed.

"Alright then, I'm... going to shower first. There's still a huge pile of test papers that can't be finished even if I stay up all night."

Speaking, he was about to get up and leave.

"Oh, then I'll go close the door." Song Xiyun was used to it and got up to see Jiang Nian out.

However, her meaning is to close the main door.

"I'll go too."

"Hm?"

"What's wrong?" Qianqian was a bit unhappy, feeling Jiang Nian's stereotype about her.

Not moving often is conserving energy.

It's not being lazy.

Song Xiyun turned around, quietly chuckling.

"Then I'm going to shower."

"Alright."

Qianqian escorted him to the door, and just as he was about to turn around, she called out "Hey" and stopped Jiang Nian.

"I said..."

"What?"

"Was what you said just now sincere?" Qianqian was a bit embarrassed, "About living brilliantly."

"Yeah." Jiang Nian nodded.

He understood Qianqian, who truly lacked interest in studying, perhaps because of the feeling of loneliness that comes with being outstanding.

Just casually studying, yet she was among the top ten in the grade.

The fact is, after graduating from college in the future, Qianqian quickly started her own business.

After amassing immense wealth, she regretted not pursuing further studies for appearances.

Of course, she only said it casually.

Upon hearing this, Qianqian smiled. She glanced back once more, then stepped forward and hugged him.

"Thank you."

Thank?

Thank for what?

Jiang Nian was a little bewildered, wanting to say he meant you all. But when the words reached his mouth, he hugged back smoothly.

"You're welcome."

....

The next day.

In the morning, the classroom is empty. Outside the building, a white fog lingers, indicating another sunny day.

"Is the weather forecast this inaccurate?"

Jiang Nian muttered, carrying his bag into the classroom. He glanced around, and only a few people were scattered about.

"Morning, Fangfang."

"Mm." Huang Fang was used to it, turning around to speak, "Where's the news of your interview being broadcast?"

"On the large screen at People's Square."

"Huh?"

Jiang Nian chuckled, "You can use your phone to record it and then cherish it, bringing it out to watch when you're old."

Huang Fang: "....."

She was somewhat speechless, thought for a moment, and then said, "Zhizhi might be going to record it, you'd better ask her about the time."

"Otherwise, it'd be tiring for her to make several trips for nothing."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian initially wanted to say it's not necessary. But after pondering a moment, he felt Fangfang made a point.

"Alright, got it."

He planned to contact the staff to get the video directly, then upload it to his space and show off a bit.

Ah, killing two birds with one stone.

Today is Friday, and soon the bell for morning self-study rings. After finishing writing English vocabulary, the classroom gradually quiets down.

However, there are always those full of energy.

Yang Qiming is arguing with Xie Zhihao from the fifth group about whose group is more excellent, and things got a little intense.

"Our group is full of talents! I'm even the psychological commissioner."

Xie Zhihao, who transferred from Class Zero to Class Three, has been here for half a year. Though not exactly a dragon stranded on the shore, he has become part of the crowd.

Initially, he thought of using overpowering tactics, but later found the top of this class is pretty much like Class Zero.

He felt discouraged; anyway, worse than the best but better than the rest.

Living a carefree life is still pretty enjoyable.

"Our group leader is even the English class representative!" Xie Zhihao retorted, "What kind of lousy role do you have?"

Yang Qiming felt guilty upon hearing this. He saw Jiang Nian acting like a fish in water when being the psychological commissioner.

He seemed like a spiritual leader, with all problems or competitions within the class somehow involving him.

When it came to his turn, he realized this position is purely thankless.

Every week he collects mental health reports, and when finding someone to talk to, he gets criticized for having issues. It's truly frustrating.

"So what does that have to do with you, still boasting?"

Xie Zhihao: "Boast your mom! You fatso! Do I need to boast? I'm way cooler than you."

Yang Qiming: "A wild dog cast out from Class Zero, barking and begging for food in our Class Three?"

"Damn it to hell!!" Xie Zhihao felt instantly heartbroken.

The noise from their argument was gradually unstoppable, causing everyone in the class to turn around and laugh.

Cai Xiaoqing felt a bit troubled, rubbing her forehead, not really wanting to intervene. Last month and a half left, can't everyone behave?

Intervening would only offend people, a thankless job.

She helplessly lifted her head, just catching Jiang Nian's eyes watching the commotion, so she gestured to him.

Take care of it?

Jiang Nian was momentarily dazed, then raised his eyebrows.

I refuse. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Cai Xiaoqing was speechless, turning back like a dead-faced person ready to deal with the mess.

"Stop arguing, neither of you are as good as our group." Jiang Nian shouted, "Our group leader dares to eat Chi Shi!"

Li Hua: "???"

"Eat Chi Shi!"

Xie Zhihao, still irritated, instinctively retorted, "Our group leader eats too!"

"I dare not!!" The English class representative fiercely denied while taking up the dictation book.