Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation Chapter 1743 - 955: Resolution (Part 2)

Pulled from the sewer's grime and thrust into the sun's glare, Bai Yuxia trembled at mere recollection!

With utmost speed, she collected herself. "Those are open classes from Capital High School," she explained. "I asked Si Yu to copy them for me. My plan is to study them tonight at home."

Xin Youling, standing nearby, offered a suggestion. "To be frank, I don't really recommend the Capital High School materials. The top teachers from Hui Province would suit us better."

Bai Yuxia responded calmly, "Alright, I'll try to get Si Yu to find some for us next time."

Feeling vindicated, Xin Youling chuckled. "No need."

Chen Qian, who had been studying at the desk in front, turned around. "Xin Youling, even though your grades are poor and you're not exactly brilliant, and you tend to take the wrong path, I never expected you to find a superior learning method. You truly are impressive. I, too, have been observing some open classes from An City's best teachers recently and have gained quite a bit."

Xin Youling took an instant dislike to Chen Qian upon hearing this.

Jiang Ning chimed in, "Oh? Open classes sound intriguing; allow me to listen in."

He gently squeezed, and the crimson memory card peeked out from its transparent casing.

Chen Siyu's thoughts raced: 'Oh no, that's not an open class at all!'

She envisioned Jiang Ning playing an adult video on his phone for everyone to see.

Her face drained of color, prepared to confess everything.

At that precise moment, Bai Yuxia's hand found hers beneath the desk.

Chen Siyu felt her hand, cool like jade yet surprisingly soft.

Bai Yuxia murmured, "There's really no need to watch Capital's open classes. If you'd like, once Siyu downloads the Hui Province ones, we can all watch together."

Jiang Ning feigned ignorance. "No problem at all! Learning from others helps refine one's own skills. We can watch right now."

Chen Siyu's grip tightened. 'Oh no, Yuxia is panicking too,' she thought.

Bai Yuxia quickly gathered her thoughts. "However," she continued, "you have an Apple phone, right? Those can't use memory cards, can they?"

Jiang Ning gazed at her, and after a few moments of silence, suddenly declared, "You're right. Let's just forget about it then."

He returned the memory card to its case and placed it back on the desk.

A smile graced Bai Yuxia's lips. She carefully put away the memory card, exchanged a few more words with Jiang Ning, and then turned back.

Chen Siyu offered a pitiable apology, earning a sharp glance from Bai Yuxia.

...

Within the office...

Gao Heshuai was engrossed in searching for anime wallpapers, while the gym teacher beside him sought advice on dating.

"Teacher, I wish to study sports!" Liu Chuandao stated with unwavering conviction!

Shan Qingrong observed the nearly six-foot-tall Liu Chuandao. "Your natural physical aptitude is quite superior; it's indeed suitable for you to study sports," he deemed.

"If you are certain, I shall move your name to the specialized class," Shan Qingrong acted efficiently, prioritizing swiftness.

Liu Chuandao expressed hesitation. "Might I perhaps not transfer?"

Shan Qingrong shook his head. "That decision rests not with me, but with the school's policy."

"Unless you can emulate Geng Lu, whose progress has been steady for a year and a half, though it's evident that in last semester's final examinations, you ranked last in the entire class..."

Liu Chuandao remained undecided, primarily because Class 8 boasted an abundance of attractive girls, arguably the finest in their grade. Transferring to the specialized class meant he would likely be surrounded by a horde of unkempt older men daily...

"Teacher, I made a mistake last time..." Liu Chuandao stammered. "I can still..."

Shan Qingrong inquired with a raised eyebrow, "You're not going to study sports after all?"

Liu Chuandao still desired to pursue his studies, as art exams were considerably less demanding.

Shan Qingrong then approached an earnest student in the class, facilitating the transfer of a student keen on music into the specialized group.

He then addressed another student. "Duan Shigang, what about you? You've always aspired to study sports, haven't you?"

Duan Shigang interlaced his fingers behind his head, nonchalantly remarking, "I do, but studying sports is excessively grueling. I returned to school precisely because my part-time job was too taxing. If I were to study sports, wouldn't my return be rendered in vain?"

Shan Qingrong countered, "Endure first, then enjoy."

Duan Shigang retorted, "Enduring first offers no guarantee of enjoyment, whereas enjoying first is always a delightful experience."

He had received thirty-eight thousand in compensation after being assaulted by Shang Caiwei's brother, and a beautiful high school existence beckoned him.

Shan Qingrong, momentarily speechless, waved him away. "Go and summon Pang Jiao and Shang Caiwei."

Duan Shigang departed, just as a porter carrying a water dispenser entered the office.

"And you," Shan Qingrong fixed his gaze on Liu Chuandao. "Have you made up your mind yet?"

Liu Chuandao posed a question. "Mr. Gu, what is the male-to-female ratio among sports students at our school?"

Gu Wei glanced at him. "Two point five to one."

Liu Chuandao's vision momentarily darkened.

Shan Qingrong observed him. Liu Chuandao had been placed in Class 8 for over half a year. Despite his lackluster academic performance and tendency towards mischief, Shan Qingrong harbored no ill intentions in urging him towards a different path. He offered sincere counsel:

"Given your academic performance, pursuing a general education path would, truthfully speaking, only secure you a spot in a vocational college at your current rate. However, if you opt for a sports major, there's a considerable likelihood you could gain admission to a second-tier university!"

Liu Chuandao found the suggestion appealing.

Then, the attendant near the water dispenser chimed in, "Majoring in sports merely leads to becoming a gym membership salesman. It's far better to study fine arts!"

The sports teacher, Gu Wei, was visibly displeased. "What makes you belittle the field of sports?"

The attendant theatrically opened his coat, showcasing muscular arms. "I was once a second-tier sports graduate myself!"

Liu Chuandao immediately rescinded his interest. "Never mind, Mr. Shan, I won't be studying sports."

During the extended break in the evening self-study session.

Yu Wen was in a gloomy mood as she compiled the list of classmates participating in the upcoming sports meet.

Wang Yan Yan, noticing Yu Wen, had long harbored a sense of unease towards her, frequently speaking ill of Yu Wen to Pang Jiao.

"Pang Jiao? Pang Jiao?" Yu Wen called out twice.

Pang Jiao deliberately ignored her.

Yu Wen, known for her impulsive temper and now also serving as the class leader, spoke bluntly, "Pang Jiao, you're so plump, why don't you just go participate in the shot put!"

The moment the words left her mouth, Pang Jiao abruptly stood up, causing Gong Jin's books to scatter.

Fortunately, Gong Jin had already stepped out, seeking to avoid the brewing conflict.

"Say that again!" Pang Jiao bellowed.

Yu Wen, unfazed, retorted, "What, just because you possess a booming voice does that make you some kind of authority?"

Wang Yan Yan swiftly retrieved a certificate from a desk cubby. The certificate featured a cartoon character with a wide-open mouth emitting sound waves, accompanied by the inscription: [Class 8's Inaugural Loudest Voice Contest Champion].

This award had been claimed by Pang Jiao after triumphing over Tang Jing, with Geng Lu personally designing the certificate.

Pang Jiao's confidence surged even further. "I have a loud voice, what are you going to do about it? Huh?"

Yu Wen's face flushed with anger. "Fine, fine, don't participate if you don't want to. Who's begging you!"

She used her pen to strike Pang Jiao's name from the list and continued searching for other participants.

Jiang Yanan, witnessing the exchange, offered a gentle suggestion. "Wenwen, perhaps you could speak more kindly to Pang Jiao, humor her a bit. She's actually not so bad."

Yu Wen reacted with annoyance. "Why should I be gentle with her?"

Jiang Yanan sighed. "By acting this way, you might inadvertently offend her."

These words only served to ignite Yu Wen's defiance. *You're supposed to be my best friend, yet you're not even taking my side!*

Wang Longlong interjected from nearby, "She isn't afraid of offending the class leader; is the class leader afraid of offending her?"

Yu Wen retorted, "I am the class leader!"

Jiang Yanan was rendered speechless, merely sighing inwardly, feeling that Wenwen was changing more and more.

Deciding the task was a lost cause, Yu Wen handed the notebook to Wang Longlong. "Could I trouble you to finish this? I'll treat you to something next time."

Wang Longlong initially displayed a hesitant expression.

Yu Wen quickly added a promise, "I understand it's a burden. You can always come to me with any issues in the future!"

Wang Longlong ultimately agreed with a show of reluctance. "Alright, but only this once."