Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Chapter 1706 - 930: Shadows

The second class in the morning, Chinese class.

The Chinese teacher, Dai Yongquan, was nowhere to be seen. Jiang Ning used his Divine Sense, extending it to the eastern playground, only to find Dai Yongquan arguing with the PE teacher, Gu Wei.

Yesterday morning, his class was taken over by Gu Wei. Today, he decided to take back everything that belonged to him, so Dai Yongquan went to seize the class, making Gu Wei pay back double.

’Hard to judge.’

With no teacher for the main class and a change of seats, the students began to let loose.

Guo Kunnan and Dan Kaiquan were in the second-to-last row on the north side, with Shang Caiwei, who was absorbed in studying games, and the exchange student Huang Xingyue at the table behind them.

Huang Xingyue had come to China to learn about everything in this country. Just as she was about to start a conversation, the boy in front with dark skin asked proactively:

"Your skin is so fair, are you of royal blood in your country?"

Huang Xingyue: "Yes, I have some royal lineage."

Guo Kunnan was shocked, he actually guessed right, so he quickly put his hands together, saying: "My bad, my bad, I didn’t use honorifics, I’ve been rude to Her Highness the Princess."

Huang Xingyue waved her hand: "No need for that. In strict terms, it’s my cousin who’s the real royal princess."

Guo Kunnan: "Oh wow, do you still have distinctions between Direct Lineage and others?"

Huang Xingyue’s Chinese was not excellent, so she couldn’t quite understand. She modestly asked Guo Kunnan for an explanation.

Guo Kunnan surprisingly felt a rare sense of superiority, as he felt he could hold his own in front of women.

After understanding, Huang Xingyue asked again: "Do Chinese people care about lineage?"

Guo Kunnan thought for a moment: "Sometimes yes."

Huang Xingyue gained another insight into this country and continued to ask: "Is it brought up at noble gatherings or...?"

Guo Kunnan shook his head: "It usually comes up when chatting while walking dogs in the neighborhood, that’s when people stress their dog’s lineage."

Huang Xingyue was momentarily stunned and didn’t quite process it.

Realizing something was amiss, Guo Kunnan immediately said: "I’m sorry if my words have offended your customs, I sincerely apologize."

Huang Xingyue shook her head: "It’s okay, I would like to be friends with you."

After saying that, she took out a piece of chocolate: "Please accept my gift."

Guo Kunnan was overjoyed. Growing up, besides his sister, he hadn’t really received gifts from girls.

To show how much he valued this friendship, he immediately tore open the wrapper and popped it into his mouth, not even offering any to his pal Kaiquan.

The princess’s gift he must enjoy alone.

Who knew this chocolate was much bitter than eating a raw bitter melon, and he instantly put on a mask of pain.

Huang Xingyue asked: "Not to your taste?"

Guo Kunnan forced himself through, his face turning green: "No, its taste is magnificent!"

...

Chen Siyu was delighted to continue sitting next to Jiang Ning.

She turned her head to talk: "Huang Xingyue is so amazing, studying abroad at such a young age!"

Her eyes showed admiration.

"Tongtong, have you ever been abroad?" she asked.

Tongtong was a homebody, and she stiffened her face: "Not really."

Why didn’t Chen Siyu get the answer?

"Yuxia, what about you?"

"Went once."

"Jiang Ning?"

"Been."

Xue Yuantong immediately glared at him, what had Jiang Ning done behind her back!

Chen Siyu originally wanted to ask Chen Qian, but Chen Qian was engrossed in studying.

She also wanted to ask Xin Youling, who looked dazed ever since losing the election, and she had completely lost her former vigor.

Among the three people Chen Siyu asked, it was confirmed that she was the only one who hadn’t gone abroad, and she sighed: "Our school is so rich, how wonderful it would be if they could arrange for us to go abroad."

Jiang Ning: "Just dream about it."

Bai Yuxia: "There’s nothing great about going abroad. If you really want to go, you can save up money and go after you start working."

"Wouldn’t I need to save double the money?" She had a burden of a sister too.

Jiang Ning: "You and your sister can earn money together."

"Wow, right." Having a sister is great.

"It would be nice to go abroad now, but unfortunately, I only have 500 yuan of pocket money," Chen Siyu mused.

Xue Yuantong took the initiative: "You want to go abroad, is it so you can brag? You could give me the 500 yuan, and I’ll tell everyone you’ve been to France!"

Chen Siyu deeply agreed: "Oh, that makes sense, but if I give you the 500 yuan, should I hide away for a while?"

Jiang Ning smiled: "You’re quite clever."

Xue Yuantong’s eyes curved: "That’s your business, you can say you just returned from abroad."

A joyful expression bloomed on Chen Siyu’s face.

Jiang Ning: "Hang on, this idea also costs 500."

Bai Yuxia thought to herself: ’They’re teaming up to scam a fool.’

...

South side of the classroom, fourth row.

Chai Wei was seated with Qiang Li, and his back row mates were Pang Jiao and Wang Yanyan, making it so he dared not turn his head!

However, Chai Wei is still feeling fortunate.

People’s circumstances are revealed through comparison. Compared to Gong Jin and Wang Yong, who are surrounded by troubles, he is actually quite blessed. At least his deskmate is normal, isn’t he?

Chai Wei’s deskmate is whispering to Lu Qiqi, talking about women’s clothing, discussing accessories, deeply engaged in conversation.

"Hmm, why do I lack femininity when I wear those sexy clothes?"

"Not happy!"

Chai Wei’s mouth twitches, and he straightforwardly says, "Because you’re a boy!"

Zhao Qianqian raises a finger, pouting, "Oh, you’re so annoying!"

’Damn, that was a bit reckless!’ Chai Wei regrets slightly.

’If my social skills were better, would I have ended up like this?’ He can’t help but ponder.

Suddenly, a figure flashes by the window, and the next moment, Director Yan appears at the front door of the classroom, face filled with anger, reproaching sternly:

"Who is your class monitor, and how are they managing discipline?"

Xin Youling finally moves, but then she realizes that she is no longer the class monitor.

Yu Wen is sweet-talking Huang Zhongfei when she hears this, and only then does she stand up, starting to maintain class discipline.

Director Yan says coldly, "Where is your class teacher? It’s early in the morning, and no one is teaching?"

Yu Wen: "No idea, the teacher hasn’t come."

"You don’t know, really? Can’t you go find the teacher? What kind of class monitor are you?" Director Yan harshly criticizes her.

’Where am I supposed to look?’ Yu Wen is displeased but dares not speak up.

Director Yan berates her a few more times, leaving her utterly scolded.

Yu Wen, as the class monitor, has lost face, observed by all the classmates.

After Director Yan leaves, Yu Wen suddenly remembers: "In every self-study class, the class monitor sits on the podium to keep order."

Huang Zhongfei: "Yes, indeed."

But once she goes to the podium, how can she stay intimate with Huang Zhongfei?

She only wants the honor of being the class monitor, not the duties that come with it. Yu Wen never anticipated this.

For a moment, she finds herself in a dilemma.

Because of Director Yan’s appearance, the classroom quieted down for a while. Now that he has left, it becomes rowdy again.

Soon, it’s filled with a dense buzz, the chaotic noise giving Yu Wen a headache!

Scanning the room, she spots not only Tang Jing talking to Huang Yuzhu but even hitting him with a book.

This angers Yu Wen; during the class monitor election, Tang Jing was the first to oppose her!

The time for revenge has come!

Yu Wen stands up, pointing at Tang Jing, scolding: "Tang Jing, it’s self-study time, no talking! Shut up!"

Tang Jing pauses.

The entire class pauses too, looking over.

Tang Jing doesn’t take her seriously, especially since Yu Wen was just criticized by Director Yan.

Tang Jing covers her mouth, laughs: "You’re acting all high and mighty. Even the previous class monitors weren’t this uptight, how funny!"

Yu Wen: "How am I uptight?"

Tang Jing retorts without backing down: "Ha, maybe someone should look in the mirror and see themselves clearly before commenting on us, right?"

Yu Wen is so furious she wants to rip Tang Jing’s mouth apart!

She racks her brain to argue back, but Wang Longlong lightly coughs:

"Yu Wen is the class monitor appointed by the class teacher. If anyone has issues, they can confront the class teacher about it."

Yu Wen, feeling emboldened, says forcefully: "I am the class monitor, so shut up!"

Tang Jing doesn’t want to escalate things to the class teacher. If Yu Wen decides to be stubborn, she really might suffer.

After Yu Wen sits down, she is even more grateful to Wang Longlong.

The class discipline needs maintaining, but she doesn’t want to go to the podium. Suddenly, she has an idea: "Wang Longlong, how about you help me with discipline from the podium?"

A hint of excitement flashes in Wang Longlong’s eyes, here comes the moment he anticipated!

He remains humble, politely refusing: "I don’t think it’s appropriate?"

The more Yu Wen thinks about it, the more suitable it seems. She persuades: "What’s inappropriate? If anything happens, I’ll take responsibility. You manage without worry!"

Saying this, Yu Wen quickly nudges him.

"Not appropriate, not appropriate, oh well!" While feigning reluctance, Wang Longlong awkwardly picks up a stool.

Next to him, Ma Shicheng observes all of this.

He knows it’s Wang Longlong who pushed for Dan Qingrong to re-elect class officers, and it’s also Wang Longlong who sold the news to Yu Wen via Little Spirit, and at critical moments, it’s Wang Longlong supporting Yu Wen...

Ma Shicheng silently praises: ’Longlong, impressive indeed!’

Wang Longlong picks up the stool, walks along the aisle, under the curious gazes of everyone, and steps onto the podium one step at a time.

The sunlight from the eastern sunrise outside falls warmly on his clothes.

Standing on the podium, below him is the defeated Xin Youling.

He looks down at all his classmates, a thousand thoughts in his mind, turning past obsessions into a tangible scepter at this moment.

’I said it before, I will get what I want!’

’I, Wang Longlong, am no longer the shadow of Class 8.’

’I am the Regent King!’