Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 247 - 213 All of you come on_2

“Are you going to apologize or not!” Wu Xiaoqi said each word distinctly, his expression completely grim.

Those with discerning eyes could tell, it was the calm before the storm.

If everything went as expected, they were about to witness a big scene!

The classmates, including the girls like Bai Yuxia, weren’t worried about being caught in the crossfire.

Because there was that man in their class!

Some turned to look at Jiang Ning, who sat casually, his eyes calm like a lake.

The most eye-catching wasn’t Jiang Ning, but his deskmate. Amid such uproar in the class, bizarrely, Xue Yuantong was still asleep.

The class was baffled, “How can you still sleep?”

For Wu Xiaoqi, there was only one girl in sight, Pang Jiao.

Pang Jiao occupied his entire view, like a giant monster appearing full-screen in a movie.

How could Pang Jiao possibly apologize!

She had a lifetime of victories and had never bowed her head.

Disgusted, she glanced at Wu Xiaoqi and spat out, “Trash, the trash of the trash heap.”

Hearing this, Wu Xiaoqi’s hands hung by his sides, even calmer.

‘So it has come to this,’ he thought to himself.

His thoughts quieted further.

‘But the quieter I am, the more composed, the more I endure, the more indifferent I appear, the stronger the turmoil within me!’

‘If this is the path to greatness, then I will stride forward with might!’

‘You want a fight, then let’s fight!’

He had wanted to fight from the beginning. When he realized he couldn’t subdue Pang Jiao with words, it was time to show his formidable strength!

Dignity was won through fighting!

Wu Xiaoqi clenched his trembling hands, ready to reciprocate and let Pang Jiao feel what it was like to be slapped.

He had been in Class 8 for so long and hadn’t yet displayed his bravery. Now, the moment had finally arrived. Wu Xiaoqi would become the Evil Dragon of Class 8.

A figure everyone looked up to.

His heart’s battle song began to play.

‘Today, I slay gods in my path!’

He moved!

His actions were incredibly swift!

The classmates of Class 8 dared not blink, watching intently!

Suddenly, a loud roar from the front:

“Ha!”

Burly Zhang Yifei stepped forward!

The charming Wang Yanyan stood up resolutely!

One, two, three!

One by one, bodies rose, like the Mount Hua range.

Wu Xiaoqi looked at the few coming towards him, roaring in his mind:

‘All of you, come on!’

His swift movements didn’t stop, then took a turn, landing on his own neck.

He scratched it a couple of times.

Looking at the looming figures, he asked oddly,

“My neck is a bit itchy, what are you doing?”

The classroom erupted in a chorus of “shush.”

Everyone was massively disappointed. That was it?

They thought a fight was brewing.

Pang Jiao: “Useless!”

Humiliated beyond words, Wu Xiaoqi had no weapon. If he dared to make a move, he’d surely receive a unilateral thrashing.

“This is not about whether you dare to hit or not, it’s purely about getting hit.”

“Revenge is a dish best served cold.”

As this farce was about to end, a teacher suddenly entered through the classroom door.

He walked very fast, and the students didn’t recognize him and didn’t know what he was doing.

The teacher scolded loudly:

“I could hear you arguing from downstairs, don’t you know it’s class time? Buzzing, what’s with all the humming!”

His expression was very fierce, and he was obviously furious!

The students of class eight fell silent as he spoke; regardless of who the teacher was, students instinctually felt fear and respect, especially since it was their fault.

“Humming, still humming, I’ll speak to your homeroom teacher right away!” The male teacher scanned the students of class eight with a gaze that suppressed them.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out in the classroom:

“Because we are busy little bees!”

After being scared by the teacher earlier, the students had kept quiet, and the room had been as silent as can be. Now, suddenly hearing this, every student heard it.

Everyone was holding back laughter.

The voice had come from the back row, and everyone looked back, but the students at the back had normal expressions, and no one could tell who had spoken.

The teacher, infuriated, said, “You little bee, if you’re brave enough, stand up!”

He said it several times, but no one stood up. The teacher left with a threatening remark, similar to threatening to call their homeroom teacher if they continued to create a disturbance.

After the teacher left, Wu Xiaoqi and Pang Jiao couldn’t continue what they were doing, and naturally, it got dropped.

Class eight finally settled down and returned to its previous calm.

Huang Zhongfei stood on the stage facing the entire class, wanting to say something, but ultimately, he said nothing.

…

During the second period in the afternoon, Dan Kaiquan, Cui Yu, and Meng Gui ran to the back row.

They discussed the fight that had occurred in the classroom; their voices were not very loud to avoid being overheard by Pang Jiao and Wu Xiaoqi at the front row, which could lead to unexpected trouble.

Dan Kaiquan asked, “Who said the bee thing? And who fueled the fight earlier?”

Wang Longlong took the lead, “I said the first phrase, and Brother Ma said the latter.”

“Cool, I really didn’t notice,” Dan Kaiquan said.

Then he turned to Cui Yu, “Brother Cui, do you play chess?”

“Who doesn’t know Chess? You want to play a couple of rounds?” Cui Yu said.

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“Let’s do it, Fatty Gao isn’t here next period, and it’s study session, I’ll switch places to sit by you and show you how I crush you.”

Dan Kaiquan gave up the chance to interact with Bai Yuxia during the study period, but he had no regrets; it was worth it.

He would return with full honors, like the Great General in a drama promising the princess before setting out to war; wait for my victorious return, and I’ll marry you!

Dan Kaiquan was incredibly excited.

As they chatted in the back row, Jiang Ning’s deskmate finally got up.

Xue Yuantong woke up from lying on her arm, stretched languorously, and wriggled her tender body.

“Jiang Ning, report any matters, retire from court if none.”

She inquired about what had happened while she was asleep.

Jiang Ning said, “You slept through a study period, nothing else happened.”

“Um,” Xue Yuantong twisted open her water bottle, poured herself a drink, and moistened her mouth.

The bell for class rang, and Dan Kaiquan, carrying a black bag, went to find Cui Yu to play Chess.

Huang Zhongfei was, as usual, sitting at the podium, managing class eight’s discipline.

Suddenly, he received a text message.

Huang Zhongfei’s expression changed, and he stood up, addressing the students:

“Mr. Gao just informed us he’s fighting off illness but insisted on teaching, and he’ll be here in two minutes, please prepare your mathematics textbooks.”

Dan Kaiquan had just set up the chessboard, ready to play Cui Yu, but this sudden news had him cursing under his breath.

Cui Yu: “Isn’t it annoying, he’s sick and still doesn’t rest, comes to teach instead.”

The intended study period was scrapped, and Dan Kaiquan returned to his own seat.

In two minutes, Gao Heshuai entered the classroom.

He scanned the students and remarked:

“You see how dedicated I am, teaching you all while ill.”

Ma Shicheng, who had been considering challenging Gao Heshuai with a secret sound technique from the previous lesson, thought better of it; if caught, he’d surely end up standing at the back of the classroom.

“We’ll discuss solid geometry,” Gao Heshuai motioned everyone to open their textbooks.

Solid geometry in high school required setting up a spatial Cartesian coordinate system for solving problems.

Particularly for setting up the coordinate system, methodology mattered a lot, and was key to solving the problems.

Halfway through the lecture, Gao Heshuai pointed at the blackboard and exclaimed:

“Do you know why I set it up this way? There’s a reason for my method!”

The students below burst into laughter.