Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Saturday morning.

The fourth period was Chemistry, and because this class was the last before the holiday, the classroom was filled with a restless atmosphere.

However, for the boys in the class, there was also a faint sense of anticipation.

There was no other reason, it was because this class was taught by the Chemistry teacher, Guo Ran.

Compared to the immature girls of sixteen, the recently graduated Teacher Guo Ran possessed a completely different kind of charm.

Many students looked forward to her class, like Dong Qingfeng from the former Class 8, Cui Yu, Duan Shigang, and the new students, Chai Wei, Cao Kun, and others.

Especially Chai Wei, who, taking advantage of the Chemistry teacher Guo Ran not yet being in the classroom, casually spoke:

"When I was in Class 6, my Chemistry scores were quite good; at most, only three people in the whole class did better than me."

"Guo Ran was our teacher in Class 6. Often, when other students couldn't answer, she'd call on me."

"I didn't really want to answer, but I had no choice, I had to give her some face."

He was merely describing, but his words not only showcased his Chemistry skills, they also highlighted Guo Ran's regard and dependence on him.

Bai Yuxia caught on to what he meant, and typically, she might just respond with a casual "Oh?"

But now, Bai Yuxia nodded slightly, "Hmm, you're quite impressive to make Mr. Guo see you in such a new light."

Chai Wei, upon hearing this, felt as good as if he had eaten an ice pop on a scorching summer day, even better!

He had shown off his capabilities to Bai Yuxia many times, but each time, he was met with her indifferent attitude.

It was like punching a pillow, leaving him very unhappy.

And now, suddenly, it was different.

Could it be that Mr. Guo's emphasis on him had somehow impressed Bai Yuxia?

Chai Wei continued, "At that time, the Chemistry class representative was someone else, but later, they quit, and Guo Ran voluntarily asked me to be the class representative."

Chai Wei embellished a bit; at the time, Guo Ran had asked several students, and he was just one of them.

But Chai Wei, who fancied himself superior, believed Guo Ran saw him differently, and others were just a backdrop—he was the center of the universe.

"Back then, I was also the English class representative and the Math class representative, so I couldn't take on another position." Chai Wei lamented.

Bai Yuxia: "But now you're in Class 8, aren't you without a position?"

Upon hearing this, Chai Wei beamed, "Ah, getting a pillow when you're drowsy, with Guo Ran's regard for me, the next Chemistry class representative of Class 8..."

He stopped his speech there, placing his hand on his chest, striking a pose of confidence as if no one else could compare.

Just as his confidence was on display, Jiang Ning walked straight to the podium with a bag in one hand and test papers in the other.

In a moment, all students looked up, and the previously somewhat noisy classroom became utterly silent; Chai Wei felt he could hear the stopwatch ticking above the blackboard.

Quiet, it was so quiet.

Many new students were clueless: "What is going on?"

Why did this person stepping onto the podium have an effect thousands of times more effective than Xin Youling's attempts to maintain order?

What kind of skill did he have?

For instance, Chai Wei, Qiang Li, Cao Kun, Meng Zi Yun, and Tang Jing all had similar thoughts.

Jiang Ning scanned the class, took out a stack of test papers, and announced, "Mr. Guo has something to attend to today and can't make it to class, so I'll hand out the Chemistry test papers. Everyone can use this class to complete them."

After he finished speaking, he separated the test papers, giving one stack to Dan Xiao in the south and another to Yang Sheng in the north, letting them distribute them.

Then, he took his plastic bag and came down from the podium.

Today, Xue Yuantong was sitting by the window. After Jiang Ning sat down, he placed the plastic bag down.

Xue Yuantong happily said, "Did Mr. Guo give you snacks again?"

In the front row, Chai Wei caught the keywords, "snacks" and "again."

He couldn't help but ask, "Are you saying these snacks are from Mr. Guo?"

At that moment, Xue Yuantong was opening a pack of "Wang Wang Crispy," which made a crisp sound.

After eating a piece, she said, "Yes, Mr. Guo often gives us snacks to eat."

Chai Wei, after hearing this, felt a buzzing in his head, "What's going on?"

Why had he never received snacks from Mr. Guo?

"Jiang Ning, eat up, eat up." Xue Yuantong urged.

Jiang Ning also took a piece, and the taste was exactly the same as he remembered.

In his past life attending Yu Zhou Fourth Middle School, he lived under someone else's roof and wasn't nearly as free as now, but even in such circumstances, he could still eat Guo Ran's snacks.

Regardless of past or present lives, Guo Ran never despised or alienated him for being dispirited or ordinary.

She was a really good person; it's a pity she was deceived in her past life and met with misfortune.

...

The dismissal bell, marking the start of the holiday, finally rang.

"Brother Quan, Brother Jun, hurry, hurry, hurry!" Guo Kunnan shouted.

The three of them were preparing to head to the bus station to take a bus home, where their families had prepared a sumptuous meal.

Yan Tianpeng appeared at the door of Class 8, also urgently calling out, "Chi Zi, Chi Zi, hurry up!"

He and Zhang Chi planned on crashing a banquet meal, and it was nearly twelve o'clock; if they delayed any longer, the meal might start without them.

A few of them rushed out of the classroom like the wind.

In contrast, Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong remained quite calm, still chatting at their seats.

After three minutes, the old class leader, Huang Zhongfei, packed up his books.

"I'm leaving," Huang Zhongfei said.

Jiang Yanan gestured to Yu Wen with her eyes, only to see Yu Wen shake her head.

After Huang Zhongfei left, Jiang Yanan asked, "Wenwen, didn't you ask the class leader to watch a movie with you tonight?"

Yu Wen: "Did I ask him?"

Jiang Yanan immediately became curious, "A late-night movie, right? Did the class leader agree?"