Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation Chapter 1753 - 963: Garden Date

The playground.

Cheng Xia rolled twice in the sandpit in front of everyone, heartbroken, and ran out of the crowd in embarrassnt, facing cold stares and ridicule.

The genius athlete Yan Muen hurried over. He already saw the path ahead of him; he wanted to beco a star athlete, so he had to maintain his original fan base.

"Cheng Xia, bla for not jumping far enough." Yan Muen voluntarily took the bla, attributing it to not being strong enough.

"If I had jumped 7.3 ters just now, you wouldn’t have been wronged!" Yan Muen said, grieving.

Of course, as an athlete, he was aware of Jiang Ning’s formidable results, but, Yan Muen had also only been practicing long jump for less than a year, with a promising future ahead!

These comforting words indeed improved Cheng Xia’s mood. She looked at the tall and lean Yan Muen, her heart racing at the thought of the powerful strength hidden beneath his babyish face.

Indeed, Fourth Middle School had many handso people, but love is such a mysterious thing.

From Yan Muen, she saw incredible strength and an upright worldview; he was steady, working hard step by step toward becoming the strongest.

Even when surpassed by others, he remained undaunted.

Cheng Xia: "Thank you, Muen."

Yan Muen smiled brightly, solemnly promising, "Next ti, I won’t let you lose again."

He raised his fist and bumped it with Cheng Xia’s.

Cheng Xia’s girlish heart burst, and she looked up at him, feeling as if she could fight the whole world for him.

"I’ll treat you to milk tea this afternoon!" Cheng Xia took the initiative to invite.

Yan Muen shook his head and politely declined, "Forget it, I still have training tonight and need to control my sugar intake."

Cheng Xia first felt regret, then praised, "You’re really so disciplined!"

Yan Muen’s expression was firm, "I’m just striving toward my set goals."

Cheng Xia excitedly walked to the side of the stage and saw two overweight girls in front, gulping down Cola.

To highlight Yan Muen’s excellence, Cheng Xia said, "Unlike them, they’re so fat and still drinking Cola, with no self-awareness at all."

Pang Jiao was walking on the road, and the round warrior Hong Yuanyuan’s big "ears" suddenly picked up the information floating in the air, and she imdiately grabbed Pang Jiao.

Five seconds later, Pang Jiao moved her massive body to block Cheng Xia’s way, yelling angrily, "Are you looking for trouble?"

Cheng Xia: "What do you an?"

Hong Yuanyuan: "What you just said."

Cheng Xia’s expression changed, how was it even possible, they were so far away!

On the podium, Cui Yu, who was watching table tennis, quickly approached as he noticed the situation.

Pang Jiao found Cheng Xia indeed looking guilty, imdiately becoming more furious: "Why did you maliciously slander !"

Cheng Xia was not soone to ss with, and she retorted imdiately: "Am I not speaking the truth?"

Pang Jiao was infuriated, reaching out to hit Cheng Xia.

Cheng Xia wasn’t afraid of her at all, as overweight girls moved especially slowly; she could easily dodge with a flick.

Yan Muen quickly intervened, "Sorry, I apologize on her behalf!"

Pang Jiao: "She must kneel down and apologize to ! Kneel!"

Yan Muen, having a headache, said, "You’re overreacting, this doesn’t warrant kneeling, does it..."

Moreover, this classmate was indeed a bit overweight...and had a strong scent... He couldn’t help but hold his breath.

Pang Jiao extended her strong arm, reaching for Cheng Xia, attempting to grab her.

Yan Muen stood in front of Cheng Xia, pushing her aside, and shouted, "Stop it, how dare you continue!"

"Do you dare to stop ?"

In a fit of rage, Pang Jiao suddenly used a powerful pushing palm move!

Yan Muen wasn’t afraid; he knew the power differences between n and won. As an experienced athlete, it was no exaggeration to say that in a fight with girls, he would be like a wolf among sheep, unstoppable.

He raised his hands, ready to block.

The next mont, a trendous force surged in, "Oh my", what kind of strength was this!

Yan Muen felt like he had been hit by a car, completely unable to resist. The terrifying force struck him, lifting him off the ground and pushing him onto the one-ter-high podium.

Yan Muen’s body crashed onto the podium, his eyes glazed over.

Cui Yu quickly shouted, "A VIP for the second floor!"

...

The cafeteria, the dining table.

Chen Siyu first announced the good news, "My sister and I have been invited by Ai Man to join our school’s dance team!"

Chen Siqing: "We’re officially registered."

"Yes, from now on, we’re legit workers!"

Bai Yuxia glanced at them sideways, thinking the key was that these two didn’t seem legit at all?

Xue Yuantong expressed envy, unexpectedly, she had just joined the long jump team and the foolish twins had joined the dance team, catching up with her pace, their abilities were unexpectedly matched.

Jiang Ning glanced at the two, pondering, Ai Man was quite clever to first invite the twins as bait.

However, even so, getting Bai Yuxia to join would still require so effort.

Bai Yuxia’s personality’s independence was two Shen Qing’e’s away from the twins.

Tang Fu hurried in from the small door connecting to the supermarket in the cafeteria hall, swinging her long legs and deftly jumping into her seat.

She eagerly asked, "Jiang Ning, I heard you jumped 7.22 ters?"

Chen Siyu: "Yeah, I was with him, Tongtong even called !"

Xue Yuantong: "She was cheering for Jiang Ning really vigorously."

After the followers finished speaking, Jiang Ning nodded slightly, "Not bad, this distance."

Yang Sheng shook his head, "It’s not just the distance; your movent was very standard, hmm, one might even call it silky."

Tang Fu: "How did you make it so silky?"

Jiang Ning: "Because just today, I ate Dove chocolate."

Chen Siyu said, "I didn’t even know he could do so many moves, it shocked !"

Bai Yuxia was again starting to have stray thoughts.

"I feel like when I jump, I thump to the ground imdiately," sighed Chen Siyu.

Tang Fu held a stead bun, full of the superiority of the strong, guiding, "It’s because you don’t jump high enough, far enough, or beautifully enough!"

"If it were , it would definitely be a walk in the air."

With that, Tang Fu took a bite of the bun, fully displaying the deanor of a ruler.

In stark contrast with the entire dining table.

Tongtong was displeased, "Hmph, I can jump 2.05 ters at tis, isn’t that high enough?"

Yang Sheng: "Hmm?"

Isn’t this Jiang Ning’s stats? How did you claim it?

Tang Fu’s gaze was full of disdain: "You?"

Chen Siyu thought Silly Fu was too arrogant, and she would definitely be more arrogant at the future sports et, so she had to suppress her: "I, can jump 2 ters!"

Tongtong: "I can run 100 ters in 10.86 seconds."

Chen Siyu: "Within 10 seconds."

Tongtong: "800 ters in 1 minute and 53 seconds."

Chen Siyu: "1 minute."

Tang Fu didn’t believe it at all and declared: "You two definitely can’t do it. I don’t believe it! Let’s go to the field and see?"

Yang Sheng confidently said: "I think they can."

Tang Fu was shocked; even Saint Son, you’ve betrayed us.

Bai Yuxia asked: "Tongtong, do you have other hobbies?"

Tongtong: "Dreaming."

"What about you, Siyu?"

"Bragging."

Yang Sheng: "Just tell us if you can do it or not?"

...

After dinner, the dishes were washed at the water sink at the cafeteria entrance, and groups split into several directions. Tang Fu and Yang Sheng headed to the field, while Jiang Ning and Tongtong and her group returned to the classroom.

Upon reaching the classroom door, the sound of tables and chairs moving was heard. It turns out the arts and sports students, influenced by Shan Qingrong’s psychological work, began to switch classes.

Kind-hearted Huang Yuzhu and Dan Xiao helped them pack, with a sense of farewell lingering in the air.

After all, they had been together for a long ti. They thought the division of arts and sciences was the final separation, but unexpectedly it happened again near the start of senior year.

After the arts and sports students left, six seats were directly vacated in Class 8.

Gong Jin was eager: ’Is it possible for ?’

He was sowhat excited.

Previously unable to trade seats through buying and selling, now with people gone, no trade is needed, so it should be possible, right?

In private, Cui Yu and Liu Chuandao had their eyes fixed on Gong Jin. If any unusual activity occurred, they would launch a report to fight for the upcoming transfer students’ rights!

...

The first session of evening self-study ended.

Jiang Ning found Yang Sheng on the east balcony, enjoying the wind: "Help with sothing, I need your authority."

Yang Sheng cheerfully said: "Who are we kidding? Just say the word if you need sothing."

Evening self-study, second class, nearing its end.

Second-year Class 3.

Yun Tingting was preparing to go play badminton, when Chen Shuaishuai suddenly walked up to the podium, his gaze imposing on the entire class.

Chen Shuaishuai was neither too tall nor too short, slightly chubby, and usually rather amiable, but at that mont he appeared indifferent, carrying an intimidating air.

The classmates knew that when Chen Shuaishuai first beca the class president, he was just a slightly timid boy, but after a year and a half in the position, his aura completely changed—he was no longer timid.

"This ti the grade has divided into art exam classes, but it has nothing to do with our class. We are an experintal class, and there’s no one taking the art exams; we only have competitions and direct admissions!"

Speaking to this point, he felt very proud.

"Recently, the school has launched a designated township school assistance plan. There might be students joining the experintal class, so everyone should be ntally prepared."

After explaining a few matters, Chen Shuaishuai said: "It’s been a while since our class’s water dispenser was cleaned. Which duty group is scheduled for tomorrow?"

A male classmate said: "We cleaned it last ti, and it’s our turn again?"

Chen Shuaishuai: "Then it’s up for the next group."

Yun Tingting retorted: "Why should it be us? Last ti during the big clean-up, our group even scrubbed the trash cans!"

Chen Shuaishuai frowned, sternly commanded: "Quiet! Then it’s the third group. Don’t teach how to do my job!"

The whole of Class 3 fell silent.

Underneath, the third group of female classmates was not pleased but didn’t dare to oppose Chen Shuaishuai.

So they targeted the leader of the third group and rebuked: "Yu Jing, why aren’t you saying anything?"

Pei Yujing was appointed as the group leader by Chen Shuaishuai, but she didn’t want to be because the group leader has responsibilities.

Pei Yujing: "The class president is upset; let’s clean the water dispenser."

The female classmate felt uncomfortable and rcilessly quipped: "You talk so lightly!"

Pei Yujing didn’t create conflict: "I’ll do it. I often clean things at ho."

It’s just a water dispenser; she was good at chores.

Thus, the entire duty group’s atmosphere lightened up.

The class bell rang.

Chen Shuaishuai intentionally dragged things out for a minute more before finishing things up: "Alright, class is over."

He relished the taste of power, feeling quite good, and leisurely walked towards his seat.

At that mont, a girl ran to the classroom door with a smile on her face:

"Chen Shuaishuai, your walking style is so handso. Our class’s Shen Qing’e finds you very charming and wants to be friends."

The whole class instantly directed their gaze at the girl at the door, then at Chen Shuaishuai.

The girl’s amazent, and the boys’ jealousy, were all seen by him.

Chen Shuaishuai’s vanity was practically bursting; he crooked his mouth, forcibly held back his smile, and then with his hands in his pockets, as if on a fashion walk, he went to the door.

Yu Wen was disgusted, finding him pretentious.

But her task was in hand, so she had no choice, she squeezed out a smile: "Follow ! Shen Qing’e is waiting for you!"

Chen Shuaishuai recognized Yu Wen—she’s a good friend of Shen Qing’e!

Shen Qing’e was from Class 8, not very famous, but during the military training, she was a hot topic among so students.

His mouth crooked even more, ’Although you Shen Qing’e are in a regular class, you’re pretty. If you really like , I, as the class president of Class 3, will grudgingly accept it.’

Yu Wen led him through Building No.1.

Chen Shuaishuai’s thoughts shifted; everyone knows the small garden in front of Building No.1 is a holy land for dates!

Chen Shuaishuai was already impatient.

Finally, they walked into the secluded small garden.

Chen Shuaishuai, hands in pockets, looked around and asked: "Shen Qing’e, where are you? I’m here!"

Yu Wen, originally leading the way, scoffed, "There was never any Shen Qing’e."

Chen Shuaishuai was stunned: "What do you an? Are you fooling ?"

The next second, voices ca from three sides, "So what if we fooled you?"

The tall and mighty Liu Chuandao, the elder-brother-type Duan Shigang, and the sinister Zhang Chi jumped out from the flowerbed, surrounding him.

Zhang Chi scratched his ear: "I heard you made Pei Yujing the group leader?"

Duan Shigang sized him up: "I heard you have quite the influence in Class 3?"

Liu Chuandao rubbed his hands: "You’re asking for a beating!"

Chen Shuaishuai had no space to retreat, both shocked and angry: "What do you want? I’m the class president!"

Yu Wen was already fed up with him: "Shut up, I’m the class president!"