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Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance-Chapter 796 610: Duck Feet for Elementary Schoolers

Chapter 796

"Intelligence is concerning."
"You..."
"I got a perfect score in biology last semester, what's telling Qingbao going to do for you?" Jiang Nian said speechlessly and walked away.
Yu Zhiyi was infuriated but still had to go downstairs to collect the exam papers.
"Just you wait!"
"Oh."
Jiang Nian wasn't bothered at all and went back upstairs to the classroom. After giving his , Qingbao nodded and let him in.
Once seated, Li Hua asked.
"Where were you?"
"Cafeteria."
"Chi Shi, I should've asked you to bring something for me to eat." Li Hua touched his stomach and sighed.
"I just ate lunch this afternoon, and now I'm hungry again."
"You're like a bottomless pit, aren't you?" Zeng You turned around, unable to hold back a laugh, "Leader, you're so skinny, how can you eat so much?"
"What do you know? This is called eating a lot without gaining weight."
On the other side, Zhang Ningzhi perked up her ears, eavesdropping the whole time. She looked at Jiang Nian and pouted.
This guy's hungry and didn't come to me for snacks first.
Hmph, ungrateful.
Actually, it's not that Jiang Nian didn't go to her. He had already searched, and feeling unsatisfied, he just went to the cafeteria.
People have the biggest appetites in two situations: after doing heavy physical labor or after overusing their brains.
Many in the class eat four or even five meals a day.
Among them, Liu Yang is the most extreme. After getting a girlfriend and coming back from the holidays, his abs were gone.
After a while, Yu Zhiyi returned with the exam papers.
"Ahem, biology test papers."
Qingbao set aside time to make a comprehensive test paper to prepare for next Monday's entrance placement exam.
After the self-study session ended, Jiang Nian wandered over to Lin Dong's group.
Wang Yuhe was lying on the desk, and Chen Yunyun went to hand in homework. She was puffing her cheeks and playing with paper like a fool.
Bored stiff, that's how you describe it.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Nian asked, like a parent, and reached out to grab the paper she was playing with.
"I can do whatever I want, you can't control me!" Wang Yuhe said, kicking at Jiang Nian.
But she was clumsy, and her leg got pinned against the table leg by Jiang Nian.
"Do you have any more duck wings?"
"Not giving you any!" Wang Yuhe said righteously, "I eat three every day, and I only have one left for tonight."
"If I give it to you, I'll be hungry tonight."
"Keep eating, and you'll get fat."
"I'm not fat!"
"Then keep it for yourself to gnaw on, so your cheeks puff up like a squirrel." Jiang Nian left a threatening remark.
Wang Yuhe's face turned pale at the thought of her cheeks looking like a squirrel's from chewing duck wings.
"Fine, take it."
She gritted her teeth, reluctantly handing the duck wing to Jiang Nian.
"You better treat it well."
Jiang Nian didn't listen to her talking, he tore it open and took a bite.
Wang Yuhe turned away, deciding not to speak to him anymore as he treated her duck wing with such disregard.
Time flew, and it was close to the end of evening self-study.
"Haha, let me tell you..." Lin Dong was chatting with another boy in the group about their experiences in the girls' dormitory.
Zhong Liwei listened enviously, not realizing that doing hard labor could also get you girls' QQ numbers, and regretfully slapped his thigh.
"Brother Dong, I should have gone too."
Lin Dong held back a laugh, "You have to be quick to catch your chance."
The joys and sorrows are never the same for different people.
Sun Zhicheng put down his pen with indifference, his gaze sweeping over the desk. When he touched the glasses case, a flash of pain appeared on his face.
Since being told by Chen Yunyun yesterday that he didn't look good, he had permanently stored away his proud glasses.
Ah, the hand of fate...
As always...
He turned his head and saw Yang Qiming chatting with the girl who had switched groups, and the two seemed overly cheerful.
That idiot Yang Qiming, showing off again like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, falling for anyone he sees.
And she has the same taste in earphones as me!
For Sun Zhicheng, this was the last straw. Frustrated, he turned to Lin Dong to complain softly.
"It's ridiculous, always hanging around and talking to her."
"Ah Cheng, you can't just say that." Lin Dong replied fairly, "If you aren't a fish, how can you understand its happiness?"
Sun Zhicheng: "..."
"How can girls like such an old toad, at least he should look like... Jiang Nian."
Upon hearing this, Lin Dong was a little surprised.
"Who?"
"That's not important, what's important is that he's not worthy." Sun Zhicheng even blushed, willing to sacrifice his pride.
Even bringing up Jiang Nian!
"Well." Lin Dong rubbed his chin and said, "Then why does Yellow Hair never lack for girls?"
Sun Zhicheng was stunned, his lips moving but ultimately unable to reply.
.....
After the evening self-study session ended.
Jiang Nian grabbed his bag and went downstairs first. He waited at the school gate for a bit, casually taking off the jade around his neck.
He only wore it when he was with the class leader.
But he wasn't used to it, it was uncomfortable to wear. Now that school was over, he didn't need it.
At the school gate.
Under the dim light, it was bustling. Students poured out of the narrow school gate like sardines after evening self-study.
Jiang Nian waited for about four minutes when Xu Qianqian and Song Xiyun appeared. They broke away from the crowd and walked toward him.
"We're planning to get a late snack, want to come?"
"Hungry?"
"No, just feel like eating." Xu Qianqian waved, "But, if you're willing to cook..."
Jiang Nian: "..."
He immediately gave a dead-fish-eyed look, thinking to himself that he was being set up again.
"Not cooking."
"Alright, then it's the late-night food stall." Xu Qianqian sighed at him, "I'm just that frugal."
"Hmm?" He glanced at Xu Qianqian.

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