Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation Chapter 1808 - 994: I Arrive, I Proclaim_2

'Today the flowers and the moon look just the same, but how can my feelings be like they were before?'

An Chan snapped back to attention in her eyes. She stepped onto the podium, standing firm in her role as a young female teacher, looking at everyone.

However, this teacher’s authority was terrifyingly weak, and the students started doing whatever they pleased, making fun.

Someone jeered loudly, 'Cui Yu, you’ve got competition now.'

'The new guy, Xiao Shaoxiong, took Jiang Yanan out for ice cream the day before yesterday.'

'So what? Dong Qingfeng even treated her to milk tea!' Cui Yu didn’t take it to heart.

Holding Buddha beads, Meng Gui remained indifferent: 'It doesn’t matter. Once she gets tired, she’ll still end up looking for an honest person in the end.'

'What’s meant for you won’t run away.'

'Chuan Dao, what do you think?'

Liu Chuandao volunteered, 'I feel like recommending myself...'

He intended to make a joke about wanting to be the one to play with her until she was tired.

Before he could finish, Zhang Chi cut him off, 'Brother Dao, give it a rest. You’re so ugly that even if you paid, no one would want you.'

Liu Chuandao was left speechless.

Self-confident as he always was, being labeled ugly by his deskmate left him extremely displeased, and Liu Chuandao decided to prove himself!

He looked left and right and saw Yin Yu across the aisle with her long black hair.

Liu Chuandao, 'Hey, English girl, let me ask you something.'

Yin Yu, peacefully sitting at her seat studying hard, had a flicker of annoyance flash in her eyes at being called a disliked nickname.

She hid it well, and when she turned her face, she was already smiling, 'What’s up?'

Liu Chuandao asked, 'Am I ugly?'

Yin Yu’s voice was slightly sweet, 'I’ve told you countless times, don’t face me when you call me.'

Liu Chuandao, 'Damn.'

An Chan on the podium watched this scene like a backdrop.

Her hands, hidden by the lectern, quietly clenched into fists, 'Class 8 kids are going too far!'

She only wished she could strike back immediately!

However, remembering the purpose of her visit today, An Chan could only swallow her anger!

With Tomb-Sweeping Day approaching, Yu Zhou Fourth Middle School now aimed to become the strongest high school in the entire city, so they decided to make strides in both academics and activities, and specially organized a spring outing.

Since they would be leaving the city, for safety’s sake, it was necessary to inform each student’s parents.

This task was originally the responsibility of the homeroom teacher, Shan Qingrong, but Gao Heshuai had a perceptive nature and noticed the discord between An Chan and the students of Class 8.

As a young teacher personally invited by the principal, Gao Heshuai held some sway, and he persuaded Shan Qingrong to transfer this 'announcement of joy' task to Teacher An Chan.

At this moment, a confrontation was unfolding in the office.

The young literary male teacher pursuing An Chan was a political science teacher, and his eyes swept over Gao Heshuai, with a faint sneer on his face, 'Actually, some options aren’t wrong, just not suitable.'

Saying this, he fiddled with the Mercedes-Benz key in his hand, it was a key, and also a class symbol!

Math teacher Gao Heshuai was unmoved, stating firmly, 'Without the process, there is no result.'

Physics teacher Qian Baoqiang affirmed his close friend’s efforts, 'Have you heard of the conservation of energy?'

Gao Heshuai was invigorated, 'Yes, what you put in will yield equal returns!'

The two science guys were immersed in the unique romance of science, ah! Simply wonderful~

The literary male teacher sneered again.

Some were laughing, others were crying. Intern Teacher Tao once again got scolded by Director Yan, and was looking utterly dejected at the moment.

Gao Heshuai, rising from behind his magical small round table screen, walked up to Teacher Tao and encouraged him with a wave, 'Xiao Tao, today, lift your spirits again!'

Xiao Tao burst into tears, covering his face and running out of the office.

Qian Baoqiang, 'Xiao Tao, be careful, there’s water on the floor!'

The lubricant of the office, Mrs. Zhou, Mr. Zhou, 'You...'

'Mr. Gao, you don’t have to be friends with Qian Baoqiang.'

...

An Chan looked at the chaotic class and raised the register in her hand.

The class fell silent for a moment.

Seeing the chaos halted, the lines of An Chan’s face softened slightly, 'I believe everyone has heard some news during this time, right?'

'Tomorrow, our school will organize a spring study trip for the first- and second-year students.'

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a wave of surprise from the majority, followed by confusion from a few.

The new student, Zhang Zhaodi, who had transferred from Town High School, voiced her confusion, "What exactly is a study trip?"

Her deskmate, the ever-eager-to-impress Xiao Shaoxiong, seized the opportunity to explain loudly upon noticing her bewilderment, "A study trip is precisely for studying!"

Lu Qiqi appeared taken aback but quickly mustered a smile, remarking, "Xiao Shaoxiong, you truly are well-informed to know such things."

Xiao Shaoxiong sensed a subtle oddity in her tone but, buoyed by the praise from a female classmate, preened inwardly and continued, "It's nothing; we regularly have study trips, in subjects like mathematics and physics..."

Xiao Shaoxiong’s eloquent explanation captivated the entire class, drawing numerous gazes and momentarily positioning him as the focal point of everyone's attention.

Dong Qingfeng cast a glance over and offered a casual compliment, "Shaoxiong truly knows the heavens and the earth."

Yin Yu smiled serenely, adding, "You are quite outstanding."

Having received validation from a beautiful girl, Xiao Shaoxiong felt significantly emboldened!

The glorious days reminiscent of Town High School seemed to have been resurrected with his arrival.

With a sideways glance, Xiao Shaoxiong observed Jiang Ning, who was presently surrounded by a cluster of female classmates.

Back in the day at Town High School, Jiang Ning was merely an insignificant figure. What possible reason could he have for being so popular in City High School?

Internally, Xiao Shaoxiong shook his head, thinking, 'This world ultimately belongs to the strong, like myself.'

Power, beauty, wealth – nothing shall be beyond my grasp!

On the podium, An Chan had just begun her explanation, but the students had already misinterpreted her intentions.

She stood somewhat awkwardly, uncertain of how to proceed with her explanation without inadvertently bruising the students' egos.

Suddenly, a boisterous shout erupted from within the classroom. Cui Yu declared, "Idiot! A study trip is for going out and having fun while learning something new!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Qiqi quickly covered her mouth, stifling a mocking laugh.

Dong Qingfeng also found it difficult to suppress his amusement.

Xiao Shaoxiong finally understood that he had been tricked, his face paling as he found himself speechless.

An awkward silence descended upon the room.

Noticing the tension, the former class president, Xin Youling, had a sudden idea. Her voice was remarkably friendly as she interjected, "It's April Fools' Day today; Xiao was just playing a prank on everyone."

Xiao Shaoxiong shot her a look of profound gratitude; in that instant, Xin Youling appeared to him as the most beautiful girl he had ever encountered.

"Right, right, I was merely jesting with everyone, haha!"

The momentary disruption having passed, Teacher An Chan finally resumed, "Yes, this study trip is indeed a spring outing to the neighboring city."

At this announcement, the classroom filled with an excited buzz.

Only one voice broke the chorus, asking, "Then, is this study trip funded? How much will it cost? If it’s too expensive, I won’t be able to attend; I have no money."

The student posing the question was Zhang Chi.

An Chan responded, "This time, the study trip expenses are covered by the school. Naturally, if you truly have no interest in study trips, you are free to opt out."

Zhang Chi immediately sat up straighter, declaring, "More than disliking study trips, I dislike being broke even more."

An Chan nodded gently, stating, "I believe a study trip is a valuable activity. It expands one's horizons and clarifies the purpose and significance of learning, far surpassing the memorization often involved in extracurricular classes."

From the front row, Chen Siyu inquired, "Teacher, do you know the specific location for the study trip in the neighboring city?"

An Chan hesitated for a moment, replying, "Well, that… the school has decided to keep it confidential for now. You will all discover the destination on the actual day."

Chen Siyu tilted her head, asking, "What does one need to become a genius?"

An Chan was momentarily speechless.

Bai Yuxia, thinking her query was rather silly, chimed in, "You simply become a genius on that very day."

Chen Siyu was left momentarily bewildered.

Having more pressing matters to address, An Chan continued with her announcement, "The principal requires that all students participating in the study trip must inform their parents. I have brought the attendance register; every one of you should contact your parents by tonight to confirm your participation."

Cui Yu asked, "Should I call Dad or Mom?"

An Chan paused briefly, taken aback.

Huang Yuzhu, from the back of the class, posed a question, "Teacher, my dad is likely busy at work and might not answer the phone."

An Chan replied, "Then call your mom."

Huang Yuzhu looked stunned, glancing around before hesitating for a couple of seconds. He then said, "Teacher, please don't do this; we are in class."

An Chan frowned slightly, wondering what the issue was with being in class.

She reiterated firmly, "I said, call your mom."

With no other option, Huang Yuzhu reluctantly called out, "Mom."

The entire class was utterly dumbfounded.

Tang Jing's eyes widened as she stared at Huang Yuzhu in disbelief.

An Chan, completely flabbergasted, quickly clarified, "I meant, call your mom *on the phone*!"

Huang Yuzhu then called out again, "Mom, Mom."

Xin Youling could no longer contain herself and clarified, "What Teacher An means is, you should call your mother *using the phone*."