Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation Chapter 1684 - 918: Rumors About the New Student

Class 8.

Holding hands, Song Sheng and Pang Jiao danced and sang in the classroom, forcing cheerful grins onto their faces.

Wang Longlong lifted his textbook, rolled up as a makeshift microphone, and swung it gracefully like a maestro's baton.

The lively melody resounded across the classroom: "Let’s enjoy to the fullest, I ask you, my dear friend~"

Cui Yu pounded the desk to craft a DJ-style rhythm, and surprisingly, it proved quite infectious.

Shan Qingrong began baffled, then his face darkened. As homeroom teacher for Class 8, he knew his students' traits all too well.

Wang Longlong's spur-of-the-moment act was truly striking, yet the leaning desk, scattered books on the floor, and red boxing gloves clutched by Song Sheng exposed the truth.

How could Shan Qingrong possibly overlook it?

First day of school filled with such antics—do they have no regard for my dignity?

Instead of exploding in fury, Shan Qingrong cracked a grin that spread across his chubby cheeks.

The students caught sight of it, their hearts racing. Plenty had endured his discipline under that exact look previously.

Song Sheng's steps grew awkward, but luckily Wang Longlong orchestrated flawlessly, wrapping up the routine without mishap.

Wang Longlong kept up the show: "Thanks to Song Sheng and Pang Jiao for delivering such fantastic dance tunes, let's give them a big round of applause!"

Jiang Ning tugged at Tongtong’s little jacket.

Xue Yuantong shot his hands up right away, clapping sharply while yelling: "That was amazing!"

Moments later, every student witnessed Shan Qingrong's grin shift from menacing to approving.

Shan Qingrong pondered: ’If the act managed to cheer up Xue Yuantong, then it changes everything.’

Shan Qingrong composed his features and barked: "That's enough, no repeats, focus on the lesson!"

Song Sheng responded swiftly: "Yes, yes, Mr. Shan!"

From the side, Wang Longlong clarified: "It's the first day back at school, everyone's a tad excited, so Song Sheng and Pang Jiao stepped up to perform and boost the mood—their hearts were in the right place."

Eyeing the silver-tongued Wang Longlong, Shan Qingrong remarked: "You talk so smoothly, care to take over as homeroom teacher?"

Wang Longlong gave a nervous chuckle: "Haha, I've got plenty more to learn from Mr. Shan."

With a wave, Shan Qingrong sent Wang Longlong back. Song Sheng and Pang Jiao rushed to gather the dropped textbooks, dashed to their seats, and sat upright. Impressive as the pair might be, Shan Qingrong held the ultimate weapon: calling parents.

The commotion wrapped up, restoring peace to the class. Yet, all eyes drifted away from Shan Qingrong toward the boy lingering at the doorway.

A smirk played at the boy's mouth as he observed the recent spectacle with keen amusement.

From the back row, Guo Kunnan murmured: "This fellow reeks of show-off."

Cao Kun nodded: "Spot on."

Guo Kunnan added: "Exactly like you on your first day transferring here."

Cao Kun's face fell.

Abruptly, old recollections surged: most transfers arrived solo, but he'd had the gorgeous Meng Ziyun accompanying him... regrettably, those days were too bitter to revisit.

Shan Qingrong cleared his throat and announced: "Registration today, proper classes start tomorrow. Before then, let me present a new classmate for you all to meet."

Saying so, his gaze settled on the boy by the classroom's front entrance.

Shan Qingrong felt delighted about this newcomer. Earlier, grade director Yan had saddled Class 8 with Wu Xiaoqi and Duan Shigang, putting him in a bind.

With a standout talent now available, Director Yan proactively brought it up.

Hailing from elite Ancheng No.1 High School, this student would shine even among the rising stars of Fourth Middle School.

Driven by logic and sentiment, Shan Qingrong successfully convinced Director Yan to assign the prodigy to Class 8. Recalling Old Yan's disgruntled look lifted his spirits—he even savored two extra bites at supper.

Still, short on details, he remained oblivious that the new student had deliberately picked Class 8.

"Come on in." Shan Qingrong invited warmly.

Hearing the call, the boy at the door strode straight into the classroom. Shan Qingrong followed his standard routine: "New student, offer a quick intro so classmates can know you."

The boy flashed a brilliant smile and declared assuredly: "Hello everyone, my name is Gong Jin, and those who know me call me Gongjin."

While speaking, he snatched a piece of chalk, pivoted, and inscribed the words ’Gong Jin’ and ’Gongjin’ across the blackboard.

His chalk-written characters impressed greatly, featuring bold and flashy strokes that captured the vibrant energy and heroic flair of youth, as though the script revealed the dashing aura of a spirited young lad.

In the second row, Pang Jiao rested her elbow on the desk, her plump hands cupping her double chin.

Biting her full lips, she shyly praised: "Wow, so handsome, so handsome!"

Despite Gong Jin's extensive worldly knowledge, this odd girl marked his first such encounter.

Reflecting on the prior act where this classmate and the fat boy beside her entertained the entire class, he assumed she was equally bubbly and outgoing...

Gong Jin smiled in response, leaving Pang Jiao's 219.7 pounds of thrilled frame wobbling unstably.

"Gongjin? Seriously? What makes him fit to rival Zhou Yu?" Cui Yu, a Three Kingdoms aficionado, saw Zhou Gongjin as the era's unique blend of talent and looks—a dashing military genius and literary star!"

"Gongjin? Rooster fits him way better!"

Along the riverbank, Lu Qiqi eyed the refined and aristocratic Gong Jin first, then mockingly told Cui Yu and Meng Gui: "You guys are clueless, botching the nickname—Jin and Ji don't even sound alike!"

Cui Yu pursed her lips, drawling: "Ji-in~ Jin."

Cui Yu: "Tones aside, rooster or not, he's Rooster Bro from here on out!"