Just preparing for the college entrance examination, the divorce counterattack system came

Chapter 304 Trouble is coming

On the way home, the three of them walked together.

strange.

The single girl, Song Xiyun, had an uneasy look on her face.

She walked at the innermost part of the street, holding Xu Qianqian's hand tightly. She didn't know what she was nervous about, but she still felt awkward when she saw Jiang Nian.

Originally, she didn't plan to sleep at Xu Qianqian's house.

But Xu Qianqian said that she had a closet full of skirts and she could try any of them on.

Then I thought that tomorrow was Saturday and my mother would go to work early. If I arrived early, I would have to wait for Xu Qianqian to come to the classroom before we could change clothes together.

But in the final analysis, it was all because of a closet full of skirts.

This temptation is too hard to resist.

Jiang Nian was only surprised for a short while at first, but the two women's plans had nothing to do with him, so he didn't care too much.

He fiddled with his phone as he walked, replying to two messages before asking.

"Here comes the problem, bro."

"Tell me." Xu Qianqian raised her eyebrows.

Jiang Nian asked, "Master Xu, Master Song, what do you want to eat?"

"I don't know, whatever."

"Then I'll see what's left in the trash can on the side of the road and dig it out for you to eat."

"Go to hell!" Xu Qianqian pushed him.

Song Xiyun couldn't help but feel a little confused. Do they communicate like this every day?

Her mind was a little fuzzy, and she couldn't keep up with the pace of their conversation. She simply lowered her head and kept silent while they talked, occasionally responding to Xu Qianqian's words.

In the night snack street, lights are bright and dim on both sides of the road.

“In the beginning, there were only a few food trucks here.”

"Then why did it become more common later?" Song Xiyun asked softly.

"Good question. I don't know either." Jiang Nian said.

He picked up a pair of disposable chopsticks and pushed them against the folding table. The plastic film broke, revealing a pair of thin white bamboo chopsticks.

"As long as there's money to be made, more people will naturally gather. It could be because there's a new resettlement community nearby, or it could be related to the senior high school students."

There were many people at the barbecue stall, and the three of them sitting together attracted the attention of many students who were eating midnight snacks.

The two girls had fair skin and wore light-colored clothes. They were chattering about something, their eyebrows were like distant mountains, their eyes were lively, and they looked so youthful that one couldn't take their eyes off them.

The boy also looked good, until he took out a test paper.

"What are you doing?" Xu Qianqian asked.

"Can't you see?" Jiang Nian was writing his biology paper while waiting for the barbecue. He turned to look at Xu Qianqian, "Am I hurting you by working so hard?"

"No, you hurt Xiyun."

"Ah? What's wrong with me?" Song Xiyun pursed her lips and couldn't help but smile, "This biology test paper seems to be printed by the school. Is it a new test paper?"

For her, youth is actually more like a continuous drizzle.

If it were just her and Xu Qianqian, they would definitely not stay outside the stall so late, and there wouldn't be so much fun to see.

Jiang Nian's existence just fills in this piece of puzzle, adding a touch of color.

In a sense, it was because of Jiang Nian that the first family crisis was overcome and he also had a new piggy bank.

And Jiang Nian seemed to ask for nothing.

Whether it was that stubbornly determined debt or the empty "job" of copying English homework.

In the end, due to various reasons, nothing came of it.

"It's about the same. Different teachers give different questions." Jiang Nian said vaguely. He didn't say that this was an exclusive supply and it would not be appropriate to tell others about it.

"If you have to show it off at this time, then just do your homework." Xu Qianqian chuckled, ignored him, and started eating the barbecue.

The three of them ate and chatted, Jiang Nian was concentrating on his homework and didn't talk much. It was basically the two girls chatting, talking about the content of tomorrow's coming-of-age ceremony.

"Xiyun, do you think there will be no one wearing strange clothes tomorrow?"

"There should be quite a lot. I heard that last year there were boys wearing Ultraman clothes, and a senior girl wore a burgundy evening gown, which was very beautiful."

"Really?" Xu Qianqian's eyes lit up, and she asked curiously, "She should be an art student, right? Did she go to Communication University later?"

“Repeat it.”

"Oh that's pretty good too, it must be for the purpose of applying to the Communication University."

Jiang Nian couldn't help laughing as he listened to them talking.

Customizing other people's majors, right?
He had also heard of the legendary senior in red. He heard that she had a great figure and that after failing the college entrance examination, she returned to another campus to repeat her studies.

But it doesn’t matter anymore, the word “repeat” is very far away from him.

Occasionally, you can meet repeaters in school. They are like exiles, taking classes in an old teaching building not far from the senior high school building.

The corridors on the floors are in the shade, and the only corridor facing the sun is sealed with steel bars.

The second floor of that building is a reading room, the third floor is a psychological counseling room. On the fourth and fifth floors, which are above the counseling rooms, there are about twelve repeat classes.

Four liberal arts classes and eight science classes.

The liberal arts department is located deep in the corridor, with a sunny side. Perhaps the leaders are afraid that the girls studying liberal arts will be depressed, so they specially give preferential treatment to the sunny corridor.

In the building where Jiang Nian lives, a neighbor's son is repeating a grade there.

In my memory, the boy wore black-framed glasses and was rather introverted and shy. He liked to wear some 2D clothes and was a handsome otaku. When Jiang Nian was in the first year of high school, the other party had already taken the college entrance examination. Now Jiang Nian is in the third year of high school, and the other party is preparing to repeat the year for the second time. If nothing goes wrong, they will graduate together next year.

Li Hongmei mentioned the graduation banquet and even made a joke that the two families would give each other gifts next year, so he remembered it very clearly.

What does this have to do with repeating a grade?

Because Lin Dong had sent Jiang Nian a photo of a girl who didn't want to put on clothes after taking a shower on the sixth floor of a rental house opposite Building 5 of the boys' dormitory.

I like to play Cross Fire naked and try my luck in front of the boys’ dormitory.

After a while, Jiang Nian had a vague impression of repeaters as brave. A true warrior is one who dares to face the abstract art life.

The electric car's tires rolled over the dry road and sped towards the bustling night market.

"Damn it! Don't let me know which idiot blocked my keyhole!" Zhang Xiaofan gritted his teeth and his roar dissipated in the night wind.

At this time, the sturdy guy from the senior high school team riding a bicycle couldn't help but turn around and give some advice to Zhang Xiaofan who was sitting in the back seat.

"Brother, there is no surveillance in that place."

With a slap, Zhang Xiaofan hit the cyclist on the back of the head.

"You tell me! How could I not know?"

The sturdy man cried out in pain, shrank his neck but did not dare to refute. The sneakers worth more than a thousand yuan on his feet were given to him by Zhang Xiaofan on his birthday.

Including this electric car, it was also a red envelope that Zhang Xiaofan transferred to him when he was in a good mood. He saved up a lot of small amounts and bought it with some pocket money.

Apart from his bad temper, unpredictable mood and his penchant for beating and scolding people, Gou Dahu has no other shortcomings.

After all, Brother Fan really gives money.

So he didn't mind being Zhang Xiaofan's dog. On the contrary, because he could lick and fight, he stood out among all the lackeys.

The only one who can compete with him is Zeng Yunde, the military strategist under Brother Fan.

"Brother, calm down."

"Bullshit!" Zhang Xiaofan became angrier the more he thought about it. He couldn't help but slap the burly man on the back of his head several times, each hit harder than the last.

Accidents happened.

The front of the car suddenly tilted and the electric car began to swing violently.

“Fuck!” Zhang Xiaofan’s face turned pale.

The big guy was also very scared, his face turned red. He tightly gripped the front of the bike, trying his best to control the bike from flipping over, and didn't dare to apply the brakes.

With a bang, the car hit the tree.

The two also fell to the side of the road due to inertia, but fortunately the speed of the car slowed down before the collision, so they were not injured and quickly got up.

The first thing Zhang Xiaofan looked at his pants was that his knees were worn out.

The big guy got up immediately, without taking care of himself. He didn't look at the car, but got up to look at the tree first, which was more valuable than his life.

"Oh my god, luckily, the tree didn't break its skin."

"You idiot, what are you mumbling about?" Zhang Xiaofan said impatiently, but he didn't curse much, after all, he was the culprit of the car accident.

After thinking about it, he said.

"I'll transfer the money to you later. Repair all the broken parts."

Hearing this, the tall guy smiled happily. The car was not bad. He could even fix it by looking up videos online and thinking about it.

Just a minor renovation is all it takes, and the remaining money from repairs can be another source of income.

The old man often said that he was a spendthrift who only knew how to spend the family's money. But he didn't know that by going to school, he could not only not spend money but also earn a lot of money.

You can ask for living expenses or not, as long as I have Brother Fan.

As for whether the old man spent all his money on the widow, it had nothing to do with me. As soon as I graduated, I would leave Zhennan.

Cao Yang smiled and nodded.

"Okay, Brother Fan."

Zhang Xiaofan didn't continue talking about this topic anymore and turned to look at the snack street in the distance.

"Pooh!"

He spat on the ground and cursed.

"Damn it, I'm really unlucky tonight. It must be some villain who is trying to jinx me. Don't let me find that bastard. Let me have a midnight snack first."

Cao Yang immediately held the cart and followed, thinking that it was time for another midnight snack.

"That's right, brother. I will definitely help you."

The two limped towards the food stalls and went straight to the most popular barbecue stall. From a distance, they saw familiar faces among the many small tables.

"Brother Fan, isn't that Jiang Nian?" Cao Yang blurted out, "Fuck, if it's not him, why is he having a midnight snack with two beautiful girls?"

"Fuck! You son of a bitch!" Zhang Xiaofan was so angry that he cursed.

The hardest thing for people to accept is the gap. He had a bad night. First he was rejected by Zhou Yuting, then his keyhole was blocked, and then he had a car accident.

However, his mortal enemy was having a midnight snack with two hot girls at a barbecue stall!

"Let's go! Take a look." Zhang Xiaofan couldn't swallow this breath. He still remembered the humiliation of having his shoes stepped on tonight. That was his favorite pair of AJ shoes.

The shoes worth nearly three thousand yuan were stepped on twice by him.

A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. This account must be settled!

Jiang Nian saw that they had almost finished the barbecue and was about to ask them if they wanted to leave. When he looked up, he saw Zhang Xiaofan and another man approaching aggressively.

But why does it look like I was beaten?

(End of this chapter)