Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Chapter 1712 - 934: You’re Not Weak

After lunch, returning to school, Liu Chuandao and Duan Shigang were playing badminton with great enthusiasm.

Five minutes before school ended in the afternoon, Jiang Ning and Geng Lu went out to eat.

The main path on campus was quiet, with only the two of them, yet there was a sense of urgency, perhaps due to the crowd that would soon rush out after school, or perhaps because something was about to disappear.

Geng Lu guessed that by next week at the latest, the school would arrange small dining tables, and her opportunities to go out alone with Jiang Ning would be very few, so she cherished the current time very much.

They walked to the school gate, and the security guard glanced at them and quickly opened the gate.

That’s all, he was just skilled at it.

The security guard looked at them with emotion; as the influence of Fourth Middle School increased, there were more and more transfer students.

The students transferring at this time mostly came from extraordinary family backgrounds, and his weaknesses as a security guard were increasing!

Jiang Ning took Geng Lu to the school gate where there was the best traditional spicy hotpot, and the owner’s daughter Hu Mei knew Jiang Ning. She initially heard from her parents that Jiang Ning had advised their business, and at first, she admired this big brother very much.

Later, this admiration gradually changed, and in her heart, she commented: ’He brought another girl, not as pretty as the previous two, but her development is really good!’

Jiang Ning ordered two bowls of traditional spicy hotpot, and since Hu Mei knew he would definitely pay, she gave him two cans of cola.

Jiang Ning accepted them, and Geng Lu went next door to order a plate of fried skewers and two bean paste cakes. Once all the dishes were served, the two enjoyed a sumptuous student-era dinner, a simple joy.

"When I came out earlier, I heard Liu Chuandao say he’d be practicing badminton this afternoon. When do you think he’ll challenge Yun Tingting?" Geng Lu asked.

Jiang Ning: "This afternoon, I guess."

"Ah, so soon?" Geng Lu was caught off guard.

Jiang Ning: "He doesn’t seem like the patient type."

Geng Lu thought for a moment: "Assuming Yun Tingting agrees to play badminton with him, assuming he luckily wins, assuming the rumors are true, I still think Yun Tingting won’t date him."

"With so many assumptions, Liu Chuandao would probably be furious if he heard," Jiang Ning said.

Geng Lu didn’t care, she was straightforward and didn’t bear any moral burden.

"Yun Tingting’s badminton skills are really good, never seen such a skilled girl at badminton." She used to think Yun Tingting was just hot air.

Jiang Ning: "You’re no worse than her."

Even though she knew Jiang Ning was joking, Geng Lu couldn’t help but feel proud, she proudly puffed out her chest, causing the originally loose fabric to suddenly tighten, the buttons almost flying off.

"We’re good at different things, I’m better at drawing."

After dinner, Jiang Ning packed dinner for Tongtong and planned to buy her a small cake. At the corner, there was a shop selling fruit, and Jiang Ning swept through with his Divine Sense, finding that the sugarcane was good, so he picked one.

The owner was very young, and his technique for cutting sugarcane was exceptionally precise, with the peel flying off as the knife cut.

Geng Lu said to Jiang Ning: "When I was training in An City, I would often sharpen pencils since many art students’ brushes can’t be sharpened with a sharpener, you have to do it yourself."

Jiang Ning: "I never thought about that."

Geng Lu said: "The way the owner cuts sugarcane looks a lot like sharpening pencils..."

The owner chimed in: "How did you know? I used to be an art student."

Geng Lu froze.

After buying the sugarcane, on the way back, Geng Lu became silent.

This was normal; anyone seeing a senior in their own field now setting up a stall selling fruit on the street might have some doubts about life.

Jiang Ning just said: "We’re studying the same textbook, some people score 200 points, while some get into Qinghua, it depends on the person."

Geng Lu managed a smile: "Thank you."

...

Class 8, hallway at the door.

After practicing badminton for two days, Liu Chuandao fancied his hand was explosive, smashing seven balls in a row against Duan Shigang, and he was ready to initiate a challenge.

Liu Chuandao thought he wasn’t a brute, so he specifically sought out the theoretical pair Cui Yu and Meng Gui for advice.

Cui Yu rubbed his chin, slyly saying: "Yun Tingting has a great figure..."

Liu Chuandao earnestly, seriously: "I need Yun Tingting’s badminton flaws."

Cui Yu: "Her figure is really good, especially when she raises her hand preparing to swing the racket, that shape, that curve, did you see it?"

Liu Chuandao rubbed his hands like flies: "Oh my, I saw it, wobbling all around, my goodness!"

Cui Yu: "Yeah, last time, the drool from upstairs was dripping down!"

"Goodness, if she were my girlfriend, wouldn’t others be drooling over her every day?"

The two chatted enthusiastically for a while, Liu Chuandao left reluctantly, finally realizing he came to seek advice.

Liu Chuandao hated himself for being distracted.

He gritted his teeth, ran downstairs, found Yun Tingting who was playing badminton, and shouted: "I challenge you!"

Yun Tingting looked at him with surprise: "Get in line."

Liu Chuandao: "Is there any chance to cut in line?"

"Just queue up honestly," Yun Tingting completely ignored him.

With no options, Liu Chuandao returned to Class 8 to seek advice.

Zhang Chi suggested: "Give her money, no woman doesn’t love money!"

Liu Chuandao returned downstairs, full of confidence, discussing with Yun Tingting about cutting in line with money.

A bit absurd, generally respectable normal women in society wouldn’t accept such behavior, let alone Yun Tingting being a high school student, she felt insulted.

Yun Tingting refused outright: "Even if you offer me money, I won’t play with you!"

The balcony on the second floor.

Chen Siyu complained, "So awkward, it’s really hard to negotiate prices with strangers. Every time I see such a scene, I feel like it’s hard to stand on the street because you have to negotiate a price with strangers every time before opening for business."

"You’re not right?" Yang Sheng stared at her incredulously, bewildered.

Bai Yuxia suggested, "You can write down the price and hang the sign on your chest, just like selling vegetables."

After Bai Yuxia finished speaking, she suddenly realized, why was she discussing this issue with her?

’After hearing her talk, shouldn’t my reaction be to spit lightly and then mock her from a moral high ground?’

Yang Sheng’s gaze shifted to Bai Yuxia’s face: ’You’re not right either.’

Bai Yuxia’s fair cheeks flushed slightly: "I’m just making a suggestion."

Lu Qiqi came out from the back door of the classroom, and as soon as school ended, Gong Jin disappeared; she was in a bad mood.

Back when seating was assigned, her grades were far inferior to Wang Yong’s, and she couldn’t sit next to Gong Jin. At that time, there were still empty seats in front and behind him, but being an old member of Class Eight, Lu Qiqi also didn’t want to be surrounded by the Four Golden Flowers...

Lu Qiqi stood on the balcony, looking at the chaotic scene below.

Yun Tingting questioned, "What do you take me for? What do you think I am? Are you giving me money?"

Lu Qiqi couldn’t stand the pretty burning woman, immediately associating with dark societal transactions, especially seeing Cui Yu and his group’s lewd looks.

Lu Qiqi said with contempt, "I’m really curious why you guys like this kind of thing, like liking to find prostitutes, don’t feel it’s dirty, don’t you think you’ll get sick?"

Cui Yu turned his head, scolding her, "No matter what, you can’t just say that a girl who is a stranger to you is dirty. No matter what job she does, you can’t say that about a girl."

Meng Gui: "Respect other people’s professions!"

...

When Jiang Ning walked downstairs, Liu Chuandao had already been driven away.

Yun Tingting, strong-minded, regained her former charm, and her eyes lit up when she spotted Jiang Ning’s figure.

Perhaps she didn’t like Jiang Ning, but the repeated playful invitations that got rejected generated a rebellious emotion.

Some girls, the harder to get, the more they want it.

Yun Tingting swung her racket: "Jiang Ning, come play a round, one round! One round!"

Nearby, Jiang Yanan, who had returned from eating, asked with a smile, "Jiang Ning, do you agree?"

Geng Lu stood by the side.

"Alright, you help me take the meal to Xue Yuantong, I’ll play a round."

Jiang Yanan was extremely delighted.

"Wait for me." Jiang Ning.

Geng Lu: "Come on!"

He stepped onto the badminton court, facing Yun Tingting across the net.

Yun Tingting was in a great mood; she knew Jiang Ning was a top-tier athlete who had once broken records at the Fourth Middle School sports meet.

Additionally, there’s a bit of a desire to tidy up Jiang Ning, dare to reject me, huh!

This time, Yun Tingting slightly bent her body, lowering her center of gravity, showcasing a classic stance. Her slight bend made the curve of her hips extremely enticing.

Liu Chuandao was originally still angry at her but now couldn’t help rubbing his warm nose.

Jiang Ning served a normal shot, Yun Tingting took a launch step. The movement seemed fierce but in fact, it was a feint, the shuttlecock floated out lightly.

Second-floor spectator Yang Sheng folded his arms: "She always likes doing this."

Jiang Ning pressed to the front court, backhanding to pick up the shuttlecock at the net.

Yun Tingting seized the opportunity, immediately exerting force, sending a swift straight shot. This routine was enough to deal with 99% of the students.

Jiang Ning just stepped back a few steps, and with a diagonal slash, sent the shuttlecock skimming over the net.

Yun Tingting quickly spun, returning the shot.

This time, Jiang Ning didn’t use technique, just a simple straight smash. "Bang!" The shuttlecock shot through the air at a terrifying speed, Yun Tingting’s arm only halfway up.

The shuttlecock landed, Jiang Ning won.

The teaching building erupted in a commotion; under Yun Tingting’s seriousness, she actually lost.

Someone shouted: "Brother, awesome!"

Jiang Ning looked at Yun Tingting, who was not very accepting, and said, "Thanks for the match."

Then, he stepped away, Geng Lu still waiting for him.

Jiang Ning: "Want to play a round?"

Geng Lu: "Huh?"

She normally doesn’t play badminton because the movements are too large, not very appropriate.

Luckily, the weather wasn’t too warm, and her clothes were the kind that hid well.

"Okay." She agreed, a bit unsure, and said, "But don’t mind if I’m not good, I’m much worse than Yun Tingting..."

The two picked up a pair of unused rackets from the ground, set their stance, and began to play.

Jiang Ning served a ball just right enough, and Geng Lu only felt like the ball was delivered to her racket specifically. She swung lightly, the shuttlecock spun and flew.

Jiang Ning slashed diagonally, and the shuttlecock flew out at great speed.

Geng Lu only felt this ball angle was too suitable, she backhanded and sent the shuttlecock flying again.

Jiang Ning raised his racket, missing the shot.

The crowd upstairs exclaimed, "He lost, he lost!"

When stunned Geng Lu suddenly heard Jiang Ning’s clear voice by her ear: "See, you’re not worse than her."

The teaching building behind remained noisy, Geng Lu looked at Jiang Ning’s eyes, as if a small red flower bloomed in her heart.