Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation Chapter 1788 - 983: All Action, No Hesitation (Part 2)

"Damn it! Using personal vendettas under the guise of official duties!"

There was nothing Zhang Chi could do, so he stood up and said, "I don’t know."

Teacher An Chan smiled warmly, "I just explained it. Didn’t you listen?"

Zhang Chi, impervious like a dead pig in boiling water, replied with a long face, "I just can’t learn it."

Noticing Zhang Chi’s unfriendly expression, Teacher An Chan decided not to let him respond further or sit down.

She called on Cui Yu instead.

Cui Yu didn’t know either, so he chose to stand while watching from the side.

In the end, she had no choice but to call on Dong Qingfeng.

Dong Qingfeng: "Aquatic plants can absorb inorganic salts such as N and P from water, reduce eutrophication, and promote material cycling..."

Teacher An Chan: "Finally, a normal student."

...

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

March 26, 2015, Wednesday.

In the evening, Yun Tingting was downstairs playing badminton again.

"Why is she playing badminton again? Doesn’t she eat?" Lu Qiqi looked at Yun Tingting with disgust, her rivalry making her resent Yun Tingting.

Liu Chuandao, with a face shaped like a shoehorn, boasted proudly, "Playing badminton? Just a tactic to please me!"

Lu Qiqi glanced at Yun Tingting’s revealing outfit in annoyance, "Playing badminton dressed like that, does she have no boundaries?"

Liu Chuandao advised, "I suggest you mind your own business!"

Lu Qiqi felt there was nothing to say to a guy whose brain was messed up like Liu Chuandao, so she walked toward the eastern corridor.

Liu Chuandao felt he made a contribution by defending Yun Tingting, so he had confidence in his heart.

He stood on the corridor and shouted loudly towards the plaza, "Yun Tingting, I know you like handsome guys, but what if I look very average?"

Even though many people usually paid attention to Yun Tingting, public declarations of love were rare.

Upon hearing this, Yun Tingting paused her motion, "It’s okay, I never judge by appearance."

Liu Chuandao was deliriously happy.

The next second, Yun Tingting said, "But I really can’t accept your looks."

Laughter erupted from several floors.

Liu Chuandao returned to the classroom with a sullen face.

Meanwhile, in the eastern corridor, Lu Qiqi found her newly made good friend Zhang Zhaodi among the crowd.

Relationships are quite intriguing; two or three days is all it takes to become good friends.

"Zhaodi, are you here for a stroll?"

Zhang Zhaodi gazed at the twilight-lit plaza and the distant rubber track, recalling how she strolled with him on the playground just last week, yet how everything had turned upside down in just a few days.

Zhang Zhaodi sighed, "I regret it. I scored 570 on the final exam, and he got 567, just 3 points apart, and the result was I came to Fourth Middle School and he didn’t."

Lu Qiqi, whose score was less than 400, dismissed it, "What’s so good about him?"

Zhang Zhaodi shook her head, "3 points apart, over one hundred miles away. At this moment, could he be seeing the same scenery as I am? The cherry blossoms have bloomed."

Her tone was murmuring, Wamiao Middle School neither had cherry blossoms nor a rubber playground.

Duan Shigang added, "What a misfortune. I got 380 for the entrance exam, and my buddy also got 380, ended up I went to a steel factory, and he went to a construction site, earning 3,800 a month, couldn’t even spend all of it!"

Zhang Zhaodi’s melancholic mood was abruptly dispelled.

Cao Kun observed Zhang Zhaodi’s sadness, recalling how despite being together, he parted ways with Meng Zi Yun.

"Cherry blossoms, huh? Unfortunately, I can’t see the romantic pink anymore." Cao Kun left bitterly.

Zhang Zhaodi asked curiously, "What’s wrong with him?"

Duan Shigang thought for a moment and said, "He’s colorblind now, can only see green."

Zhang Chi came running from the stairwell, urging, "What green, hurry up and follow me!"

He yanked Duan Shigang and swiftly headed to Class 9, finding Liang Sheng, who used to be frequently bullied.

Zhang Chi: "Let’s talk privately."

In a corner, Zhang Chi: "I heard your phone was smashed by Gao Heshuai?"

Liang Sheng, who used to be bullied by Shen Xinli and his cohorts, is an honest person, squeezed out a smile and said, "Got caught reading comics this morning."

Zhang Chi deemed him a high-credit customer, and without hesitation, pulled out a red bill, "There’s a screen replacement shop at the school gate, borrow 100 bucks to get it fixed."

Liang Sheng was astounded; who in the world would be this kind-hearted?

Having been bullied since childhood, in this cold world, he felt a trace of warmth, unable to hold back tears.

Zhang Chi said, "However, there’s a condition. You pay me back 125 bucks next week."

Liang Sheng’s mind went to his treasured phone. Being a loner his whole life, his phone was his sole reliance; he desperately needed to get it repaired, it was his lifeline! But still, he inquired, "Just 125 to repay?" Zhang Chi thumped his chest, "Guaranteed!" Duan Shigang added, "Class 8's credibility is the best in the entire grade!" Liang Sheng had indeed heard this; their class was said to be under the influence of a powerful, unseen force, and they always honored their word. Liang Sheng took the loan. After the transaction was finalized, Zhang Chi took Duan Shigang to their next destination. On their way, Duan Shigang couldn’t help but question, "Chi Zi, are you really going through with this? Aren’t you worried about losing it all?" Hearing this, Zhang Chi’s expression grew stern, "No one can take my money!" Duan Shigang pressed further, "Aren’t you afraid of sanctions from the school?" Indeed, Zhang Chi felt a twinge of unease; he had been sanctioned by the school before for selling WiFi access, so this time he had been clever and left no written evidence, but it was still not entirely without risk. Zhang Chi reassured him, "Don't worry, high risk, high return!" He repeated this, as if solidifying his own belief. They went downstairs and passed the office. Zhang Chi deliberately peeked inside; Teacher An was not present, so he hurried towards Building No. 1. A few minutes later, Jiang Ning appeared at the office door. Guo Ran was slicing pineapples and asked, "You’re here?" "Yeah." Jiang Ning glanced at Teacher Xiao Tao, who was dabbing tears at her desk, and inquired, "Teacher Tao, did Director Yan scold you again?" This intern teacher seemed to be perpetually aggrieved. Teacher Xiao Tao replied, "The Korean drama was just too moving, it made me cry." Jiang Ning was left speechless. He left after taking the pineapple. A short while later, Teacher An Chan entered the office, sighing, "Teaching has been quite draining today." Guo Ran offered her a bowl of sliced pineapple, "What’s wrong?" As a new teacher, An Chan had only been at the school for three days but was already quite popular, with male teachers like Gao Heshuai and Qian Baoqiang constantly vying for her attention. Even the pineapple Guo Ran was eating had been given to An Chan by some male teacher. The glamorous Teacher An Chan now complained, "Class 3 and Class 11 are manageable, running quite smoothly, but Class 8 is truly troublesome." "I feel like wreaking havoc in that class!" Teacher An Chan stated, "I ran into Teacher Ouyang this morning, and he told me the students in Class 8 are incredibly rude, utterly inattentive, and prone to making sarcastic remarks towards him." Ouyang was a veteran teacher with extensive experience. Guo Ran expressed confusion, "I believe the students in Class 8 are quite well-behaved, much better than those in Class 11." Teacher An Chan widened her eyes in disbelief, refuting, "No way! Class 11 is far more well-behaved!" "In Class 8, students are doing whatever they please in the classroom; today was particularly chaotic. I reprimanded them, saying, ‘Your parents send you to school, shouldn’t you study hard to make them proud?’" "In response, one student actually started singing, singing that ‘Father’ song!" "I immediately retorted, ‘Do you think this is appropriate?’" "Then they mockingly asked, ‘Teacher An, don’t you care about your father?’" Teacher An was rendered speechless. At that moment, she genuinely wished she could stand at the door and argue with this group of students, and why at the door? Because it offered an easy escape route. Guo Ran listened to her lengthy complaint, feeling perplexed, "I really think Class 8 is so well-behaved, as innocent as little babies." Just then, a rather poetic-looking male teacher appeared at the office door. Teacher An Chan instantly regained her elegant and beautiful composure, exuding a captivating charm. The male teacher, carrying a delicate fabric bag, spoke softly, "Teacher An, I heard you enjoy rock music. I happened to acquire some tickets..." ... In the dimly lit small garden. "Continue crying, but you still have to pay me back!" Zhang Chi reprimanded harshly. A girl was crouched on the ground, sobbing, "Didn't you say to pay back next week?" Zhang Chi shouted gruffly, "I just discovered you owe others money, which means you lack the ability to repay. It seems I was mistaken!" The girl sobbed so intensely that her fake eyelashes tilted. Crying, she complained, "I originally had the money to pay, but my math score on the quiz was so abysmal, my mom cut off my allowance." Zhang Chi seized on a vulnerability: "So, you're saying good scores lead to allowance?" "Yes, yes, but I scored poorly!" Zhang Chi looked down at the girl. Her interest rate was the highest, the kind where nine out of thirteen returns. Even recovering the principal now wouldn't yield much profit.

A sudden thought struck him. "Are you implying that better math scores would allow you to repay me?"