Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

August 31st, 5:30 in the afternoon.

Xue Chuchu dressed simply, sat at the dining table, listening to Tongtong recounting her travel stories and strange encounters.

She listened attentively, the coolness on her face melting into a slightly sweet smile.

From Jiang Ning's perspective, he could just see her fair and graceful neck, exuding an ethereal quality.

Tongtong seemed to have endless stories to tell, eager to pour all her experiences into Chuchu's ears.

Jiang Ning enjoyed her crisp voice and used his chopsticks to pick up a river shrimp, caught during a flood, most were small shrimp.

Xue Yuantong trimmed off the shrimp heads and legs, then stir-fried them with garlic sprouts and dried chili peppers, making them quite delicious, especially with Aunt Gu's steamed buns and pumpkin rice soup.

Jiang Ning also caught quite a few miscellaneous fish with a net, some were kept in a water tank, while some were fried by Xue Yuantong and stewed with cucumbers, equally appetizing.

Just by watching the frequency of Xue Chuchu's chopsticks, one could gauge as much.

After dinner, Xue Yuantong's small mouth was still chattering non-stop, almost like a tireless machine.

Jiang Ning handed her a grape, which Xue Yuantong popped into her mouth.

"Is it good?" he asked.

Xue Yuantong: "Is there more?"

Jiang Ning: "No more, it's time to go to school."

Yu Zhou Fourth Middle School officially starts on September 1st, but on the 31st, there's an evening self-study session to help students adapt.

So, school starts... Xue Yuantong felt a bit lost.

Even though the summer vacation was just two months, it felt like half a lifetime had passed.

Thinking about it, all the places she had visited in previous years combined couldn't compare to the ones she went to this summer vacation.

Xue Yuantong was not one to dwell on emotions; as a student, attending school was her duty.

She quickly packed her school bag and hopped onto Jiang Ning's electric scooter, riding towards school with the wind.

...

At this moment.

In front of Yu Zhou Fourth Middle School, starting from the intersection, many cars were parked, VW, BMW, Mercedes, Audi... and even higher-end ones like Land Rover, Porsche, and other luxury cars.

Fourth Middle School had produced Evergreen Liquid, a world-renowned company, and with President Shao Shuangshuang's backing, Fourth Middle School received many special privileges, enrolling over 1,200 freshmen in the 2014 batch.

The hustle and bustle of school opening stretched without end from the intersection to the school gate.

New students stepping into Fourth Middle School's gates could see several large display boards along the wide main path of the campus.

Some chronicled the development of Evergreen Liquid, some documented President Shao's personal biography, and others featured outstanding alumni, teachers, and students.

These flashy displays might impress new students and parents, but the veteran sophomores knew exactly what Fourth Middle School was like.

In front of Teaching Building No. 3, several boards displayed the sophomore class divisions, many students stopped to look, including Shen Xinli, Yan Tianpeng, Xu Yan, Zhao Jinyang...

Formerly Class 8 in Grade 1, now Class 8 in Grade 2.

"Hahaha, the new class is not bad, tut tut," said Liu Chuandao, a student speaking.

Tall and sturdily built, with a pancake-like face, his broad face made his eyes look small, and his nose flat, placing his looks at the bottom of Class 8 in terms of attractiveness.

He originally was a student of Class 12 in Grade 1, but unfortunately, his entire class didn't perform well, and due to poor grades, after the final exams, the whole class disbanded, leaving them to be scattered elsewhere.

The free-spirited and rebellious Duan Shigang, sitting next to him, greeted him as soon as his brother entered, showing friendliness, encompassing Liu Chuandao.

Thus, he established his new crew.

The two chatted happily in class, discussing and analyzing, having a great time!

Liu Chuandao's eyes gleamed, leaving no girl in the classroom unnoticed.

In the front, Chen Qian was fully engrossed in doing exercises, while Dong Qingfeng, with a sling bag, entered the classroom excitedly.

Upon seeing Chen Qian, he asked curiously, "Qianzi, with your grades, can't you easily get into the experimental class?"

For someone like Chen Qian, who's obsessed with learning, the experimental class had better teachers, better-performing students, and a more optimal learning environment.

Upon hearing this, Chen Qian's pen paused, and he shook his head slowly.

Initially, he did consider it, but two reasons kept him in Class 8.

Firstly, his grades hadn't reached the absolute top in Class 8, which was a pain that would never fade from his heart.

Secondly, during the summer, he naturally befriended Wang Longlong and Ma Shicheng, two worthy friends, convincing him to stay.

"My mind is made up," Chen Qian declared.

Dong Qingfeng: "Alright then."

He put his bag down, took out a rag, fetched some water, and began cleaning seats for Shen Qing'e, Jiang Yanan, Yang Sheng, Bai Yuxia, and Chen Siyu.

Like a diligent little bee.

Geng Lu had arrived in the classroom early, engrossed in an extracurricular book she was reading with great interest.

"Wow, Brother Gang, black stockings! Black stockings!" Liu Chuandao exclaimed.

Duan Shigang was hit hard, his face turned pale as he clutched his chest, feeling nauseous.

He had originally loved black stockings, but after what happened with Wang Yan Yan's black stockings, he had completely given up that hobby.

Duan Shigang turned his head with difficulty.

It really was black stockings, and the girl's face was pretty, with see-through bangs on her forehead, her legs looked slender and graceful set off by the stockings.

Not only the two of them, but Dong Qingfeng, who was cleaning desks, also noticed.

In an instant, Dong Qingfeng developed the idea of protecting her for a lifetime.

He acted on it immediately.

"Hello, classmate, this seat is free, the original occupant moved to the liberal arts class." Dong Qingfeng demonstrated his gentlemanly demeanor.

Meng Zi Yun had come alone and when she saw this enthusiastic classmate, she squeezed out a slight smile:

"Thank you."

Dong Qingfeng: "No need to thank me, as Class 8's class monitor and also the English class representative, it's my duty to help classmates."