Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Sunday, the start of the school term.

Students who paid for the small dining table service still had their dinner covered by the Fourth Middle School Cafeteria today.

As soon as it was mealtime, students from the playground, dorms, and classrooms flooded toward the cafeteria from all directions.

Classroom of Class 8.

Chai Wei remained motionless like a mountain, yet the mountain came rushing toward him.

In less than twenty seconds, the Four Golden Flowers surrounded Chai Wei.

Pang Jiao's thick lips were smeared with bright red cheap lipstick, not only that, but she had also applied lovely blush on her big cheeks, truly looking alluring.

Just one look made Chai Wei feel nauseous; he couldn't eat dinner anymore.

"Ah Wei, do you want to taste the delicious food I made?" Pang Jiao threw out a shocking question.

Chai Wei internally: 'Do I have a choice not to eat it?'

However, he absolutely did not dare to say these words out loud.

Ever since the last PE class, when he got a leg cramp playing badminton with Jiang Ning, the Four Golden Flowers had to rescue him in front of everyone.

It was as if from that day on, his colorful life turned gray.

He was entangled by the Four Golden Flowers and, no matter what, couldn't shake them off, losing his freedom ever since.

Chai Wei said with difficulty, "I want to."

Pang Jiao was evidently satisfied, she covered her big mouth and laughed loudly, then said, "Too bad, I didn't cook today."

Chai Wei breathed a sigh of relief, feeling infinitely grateful, finally able to take a day off, the feeling of surviving a catastrophe was simply wonderful.

Then, Pang Jiao added, "But don't worry, Feifei made two portions."

Beside them, the square-faced Zhang Yifei took out two lunchboxes.

Chai Wei forced a smile: "Haha, actually, I brought snacks today, look."

Saying this, he took out a plastic bag from his desk hole, trying to save himself.

Pang Jiao snatched his plastic bag: "We'll trade with you."

Pang Jiao and Zhang Yifei left to eat in the cafeteria, leaving Chai Wei in the classroom.

When they finally left completely, Chai Wei's expression turned gloomy.

Chai Wei had long endured enough of the insults and manipulation from the Four Golden Flowers, the reason he hadn't broken off ties was because he couldn't fight them even if he did.

But, is that really the case?

'I'm not a pawn, I'm the one playing the game, a transcendent existence...'

'Do they really think I'm a pushover?'

He pulled out his phone and clicked into the bookmarks in his browser, finding the page about the penal code.

Chai Wei's eyes flickered; the penal code on the screen clearly showed that thirty thousand yuan was the standard for a major case.

Pang Jiao usually took his snacks to force him to eat; if he put thirty thousand yuan in the snack bag and disguised it well.

And then let Pang Jiao take it, he could eliminate Pang Jiao and her group in one fell swoop, eradicating future troubles for good.

The humiliation of these days, he would return it all!

Now the question is, how to quickly get three hundred thousand yuan?

...

The cafeteria was noisy with voices.

Jiang Ning walked slowly toward the soup counter with two bowls in hand.

Normally, the kind-hearted Mr. Guo would help him fill the soup and place it on his small dining table, sparing Jiang Ning the trouble of doing it himself.

Today was the weekend, Mr. Guo didn't have classes and didn't come to school, so Jiang Ning had to fend for himself and line up.

At this moment, he seemed to understand the disappointment Xue Yuantong felt when she had to fend for herself when he didn't help her.

There were three types of soup in the cafeteria today: pumpkin soup, crucian carp sprout soup, and tomato egg soup; most students ran for the crucian carp soup, as it sounded the most expensive.

In contrast, the line for the pumpkin soup was slightly shorter.

Jiang Ning's Divine Sense expanded, noticing many familiar faces in the cafeteria.

In the crowd, Pei Yujing, holding a stainless steel rice bowl, walked on the path near the cafeteria window, her long hair draping down to her waistline, showing no expression, cool and aloof, making people only dare to watch from afar, not approach.

Two rows of tables apart, Ge Hao nudged Deng Xiang with his elbow: "Brother Xiang, what's up with you, don't just watch, put on your shameless attitude."

Deng Xiang's eyes held a hint of greed; after more than a year of high school life, the invisible concept of class had deeply imprinted on his heart, Pei Yujing, she was a girl from the experimental class.

Although on the surface, in conversation, Deng Xiang didn't pay any attention to the experimental class, deep down, he still desired it, because students in the experimental class could basically get into a first-tier university.

If he couldn't be a good student, who would willingly be a bad one?

The former delinquent Deng Xiang, after the harsh reality checks of high school life, gradually came to terms with reality; he could no longer lead a group of seven or eight henchmen to charge into Class 8 like he did at the beginning of the school year.

Fighting would lead to disciplinary action, even expulsion; the campus became a difficult place for him to stay, now money and grades were the mainstream of high school life.

Didn't you see, that once unbeatable Iron Middle School leader, Duan Shigang, became quite ordinary after coming to Fourth Middle School?

The experimental class's Pei Yujing, in his eyes, held significant weight.

Didn't you see, even someone as capable as Shen Xu, wasn't he also cheated on by his girlfriend from the experimental class?

Deng Xiang shook his head and said silently, "I'm waiting for an opportunity."

Ge Hao: "Wait for what, opportunities aren't just waiting for, I'll guard the place during night study and help you confess."

Deng Xiang: "Don't do that."

Even though he said this, looking at Pei Yujing's graceful figure, her cold and beautiful face, he could hardly imagine how captivating it would be if she became his girlfriend and showed a shy appearance.

At this moment, a freshman student holding a basket of steamed buns turned swiftly from the window, not noticing his surroundings at all, and started running, resulting in him bumping into Pei Yujing's bowl-holding hand.

Caught off guard, Pei Yujing's stainless steel bowl slipped from her hand, flying two to three meters, crashing to the ground with a "bang" sound.