The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

He returned to the classroom carrying several large stacks of camouflage uniforms.

Chen Zhi threw the clothes he was holding onto the podium, the dull thud startling several girls in the front row who were still doing their homework.

Dust particles danced in the beams of sunlight.

"Alright, stop reading, everyone."

Chen Zhi patted the dust off his hands, making a soft sound, and the class immediately quieted down.

All fifty-odd pairs of eyes in the class turned to look at them.

"Group leaders, come up here and collect the clothes according to the number of people. Size S is on the left, size M in the middle, and size L on the right. Take the clothes according to the size you filled in, don't take them randomly."

He rested one hand on the edge of the lectern, his expert commanding posture resembling that of a contractor who had spent years working on construction sites.

Li Zihan, Zhang Wei, and a few others carried the remaining clothes and shoes inside, piling them up next to the podium while panting.

"Brother Zhi, these shoes smell really strong."

Li Zihan fanned her nose in disgust.

"That's how rubber shoes are; you get used to them after wearing them for a couple of days."

Chen Zhi casually replied and tossed a stack of hats to the sports committee member.

"Distribute them, one for each person, don't miss any."

The classroom instantly descended into chaos.

The sounds of tables and chairs clattering, shouts, and complaints about receiving ill-fitting clothes rose and fell.

The line was crooked and haphazard.

Most of the boys went for size L, as if getting size L would prove that they were already a real man, even if the waistband was so big that two basketballs could be stuffed into it.

The girls were much more reserved, mostly hesitating between S and M.

"Next."

Chen Zhi held the roster in his hand, marking names without looking up.

A faint, sweet fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

Chen Zhi paused, then looked up.

Lin Wanwan was standing in front of the podium.

The girl was wearing a beige short-sleeved T-shirt and light blue jeans. Her ponytail was tied high, revealing her smooth and full forehead.

She didn't look at Chen Zhi; her big eyes were fixed on the stack of size L camouflage uniforms on the far right.

Chen Zhi raised an eyebrow.

Lin Wanwan reached out, her fair fingers grabbing a size L outfit, and held it in her arms, gesturing to it.

"Wow."

Chen Zhi let out a meaningful sigh.

Lin Wanwan froze, raising her head warily.

"what?"

Chen Zhi looked her up and down, his gaze lingering on her slightly loose T-shirt for a couple of seconds before letting out a soft chuckle.

"Lin Wanwan, that's great."

He leaned forward, lowered his voice, and teased them in a volume that only the two of them could hear.

"The food's been good these past few days? You've gained so much weight you need a size L? Looks like those bottles of milk weren't a waste, it's all gone to the extra pounds."

The air froze for a second.

Lin Wanwan's originally fair and rosy face instantly turned as red as a ripe tomato.

The feelings of shame and indignation reached their peak within seconds.

"Chen Zhi!"

The girl gritted her teeth and squeezed out his name through the gaps between them.

The next second, a foot wearing white shoes kicked Chen Zhi hard in the shinbone with lightning speed.

"Bang."

A muffled thud.

"hiss--"

Chen Zhi gasped, almost jumping off the stage.

That girl is really ruthless!

They didn't hold back at all!

The excruciating pain shot straight up his spine, making Chen Zhi feel like his bones were about to crack.

"You're going to die, Chen Zhi!"

Lin Wanwan hugged the huge camouflage uniform, her chest heaving violently with anger, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"Who's gained weight? I've grown taller! You know what I mean by growing taller!"

As she spoke, she deliberately puffed out her chest, which, although not yet large in scale, exuded an imposing aura.

"But it's you!"

Lin Wanwan seemed to still be angry. Her bright almond-shaped eyes swept over Chen Zhi and finally settled on the top of his head.

Then, she let out an extremely contemptuous, highly hurtful, and even more insulting sneer.

"Some people should drink more milk. If they don't grow taller, they'll be shorter than me."

After saying that, she deliberately stretched out her hand and drew a horizontal line between her head and Chen Zhi.

That line shows that the two are currently at almost the same altitude.

Chen Zhi: "..."

Break the defense.

First year of junior high school, twelve or thirteen years old.

This is the awkward age when girls develop rapidly while boys haven't started their growth spurt yet.

Lin Wanwan has been well-nourished since childhood and is now almost 1.7 meters tall, which is considered tall for a girl.

And Chen Zhi...

I'm currently barely 1.65 meters tall.

Although he eventually grew to 1.83 meters tall in his previous life, that was after his first year of high school.

Now, at this point in time, he is indeed facing the cruel reality of being humiliated by his childhood sweetheart because of his height.

"cough."

Chen Zhi coughed strategically, trying to save face.

"I'm just accumulating knowledge and experience for now. When I grow taller, you won't even be able to reach my chin."

"Hehehe, I can't hear you."

Lin Wanwan made a face at him, grabbed her clothes, turned around and left, her ponytail swinging in the air in a graceful arc.

After taking two steps, she turned back and delivered a vicious final blow.

"I've taken the size L. If you can't fit into it, I won't exchange it with you even if you beg me!"

Watching the girl return to her seat with her head held high like a victorious little rooster, Chen Zhi rubbed his aching calves and sighed helplessly.

He has a sharp tongue.

It's true what they say: a moment of sassiness brings momentary pleasure, but the consequences are dire.

Of all people to mess with, this little devil with a history of violence since childhood was the one to provoke.

Zhang Wei, who witnessed the whole thing from below the podium, had his mouth agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

He nudged Li Zihan next to him with his elbow, his face full of envy, jealousy and resentment.

"Fatty, did you see that? Is this the true value of a childhood sweetheart?"

"Spare the rod and spoil the child, but this kick... tsk tsk tsk, I can almost smell the sour stench."

Zhang Wei shook his head, with a desolate expression that said, "I shouldn't be under the car; I should be inside."

Li Zihan was busy finding a pair of pants that she could fit into because of her thick legs, and she didn't even look up when she heard this.

"You'll get used to it. They've been like this since they were little."

In the other corner of the classroom.

A crisp "snap" sounded.

The poor ballpoint pen in Li Jiahao's hand finally gave way and broke completely in two.

Black ink ran down his hand, but he didn't care.

Those eyes were fixed on Chen Zhi, who was rubbing his legs on the podium, and the anger in his eyes was almost bursting out.

On what grounds?

Why is it that Chen Zhi's carefree and irresponsible attitude makes Lin Wanwan treat him so "specially"?

Even if she was beaten, it was Lin Wanwan who did it!

If it were anyone else, Lin Wanwan wouldn't even give them a second glance.

When Li Jiahao looked back at how Lin Wanwan had politely and distantly made way for him when he went to pick up his clothes, she hadn't said a word to him.

This huge disparity fueled his growing jealousy.

"Chen Zhi...you just wait."

Li Jiahao pulled out a tissue and vigorously wiped the ink off his hands, as if it were Chen Zhi's face.

On the podium.

Chen Zhi did not receive the resentment coming from the corner.

The clothes have been mostly distributed, leaving a mess of empty cardboard boxes and plastic bags on the ground.

"Alright, everyone who has received their clothes, please check if any buttons are missing. If everything is fine, please return to your seats."

Chen Zhi closed the roster and waved to the few boys still loitering in front.

"Sports Committee member, and Zhang Wei, stop standing there like idiots. Come over and lend a hand, clean up this trash."

Although the boys muttered that "the class monitor just knows how to boss people around," their bodies still moved accordingly.

Stomp the cardboard box flat and stuff the plastic bag into the trash can.

In less than two minutes, the area around the podium was cleaned up again.

Chen Zhi clapped his hands, walked off the podium with satisfaction, and returned to his seat.

I had just sat down and hadn't even had a chance to drink some water to moisten my throat when I heard a familiar sound of footsteps coming from the classroom door.

Schooling for a long time can enhance your hearing, and you can recognize which teacher it is just by listening to their footsteps.

The whole class fell silent instantly.

The classroom, which was just a moment ago like a bustling market, is now so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

This is the intimidating power of a homeroom teacher.

Wang Qian appeared at the door right on time.

She held a blue folder in her hand and glanced around the classroom.

I originally thought I would see a mess and chaos, since these freshmen had only been here for a few days and the rules hadn't been established yet.

But what came into view were students sitting neatly in their seats and a clean and tidy podium.

The camouflage uniforms have been distributed, and even the trash used to store the clothes has been cleaned up.

Wang Qian paused for a moment, then her gaze fell on the boy in the last row.

Chen Zhi.

This kid is definitely got something.

Wang Qian's lips curled up slightly, revealing a satisfied smile, and she nodded to Chen Zhi.

peace of mind.

Having taught so many classes, Chen Zhi is truly the first class monitor who can get things done so well without any worries.

"Both are good, and they're quite fast."

Wang Qian walked up to the podium, put down the folder, and spoke in a clear voice.

"Now that you've received the clothes, remember to try them on when you get home. If they don't fit, come back tomorrow morning to exchange them. But let me be clear, unless you can't fit into them or your pants are falling down, don't bother with anything else."

A few scattered responses came from below.

Wang Qian didn't pay any attention, turned to the side, and waved to the door.

"Come in."

Everyone craned their necks, looking curiously toward the doorway.

A figure in black stepped in.

His steps were steady and powerful.

The man was very tall, probably close to 1.85 meters.

His dark green training uniform fit him perfectly, highlighting his muscular physique. The belt around his waist was tied meticulously, emphasizing his broad shoulders and narrow waist.

He wasn't wearing a hat, and his buzz cut stood up straight, making him look exceptionally energetic.

The man walked to the center of the podium and stood still.

With hands behind your back and feet slightly apart.

"I am Instructor Tang."

His voice was deep and there were no unnecessary words.

"For the next seven days, I will be in charge of the military training for Class 3 of Grade 7."

Instructor Tang's gaze swept across the face of each student.

The gaze lingered on Chen Zhi for half a second before moving away.

"I don't like listening to nonsense, and I don't like anyone falling behind. I hope you can persevere."

After saying that, he turned around immediately, decisively and cleanly.

Only after that tall figure disappeared through the classroom door did the whole class breathe a sigh of relief, as if they had come back to life.

"Holy crap...that aura is insane!"

Zhang Wei patted his chest, looking like he was still in shock.

"It looks like he's still active."

Li Zihan's face turned ashen, and even the freshly opened fruit juice in her hand no longer smelled good.

"Oh no, this kind of instructor must be incredibly ruthless. I'm probably going to die here."

"In this sweltering heat, I have to endure this kind of hellish training for seven days? I might as well just be killed!"

The cries of agony rose and fell.

Just then, Lin Wanwan, who was in the front row, suddenly turned around.

"Let's get some water!"

The girl glared at him fiercely, the blush on her face not yet completely gone.

"I got tired from that kick, and I'm thirsty!"

Chen Zhi looked at the pink Hello Kitty water bottle, then at Lin Wanwan's self-righteous expression.

The sunlight streaming through the window shone directly on her profile, making the fine downy hairs clearly visible.

In that instant, Chen Zhi suddenly felt that the seven days of military training might not be so difficult after all.

He picked up the water glass, a helpless yet indulgent smile curving his lips.

"Yes, sir."