Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 627 - 393: Oranges

Monday afternoon.

Class was about to begin, and Yu Wen said to her deskmate, "Yanan, the guy who has a crush on you sent you cookies again."

Every day, a box of heart-shaped cookies, unfailingly. Yu Wen’s tone was envious—who wouldn’t want to be pursued like that?

"Who is it that’s sending them?" Yu Wen speculated. She guessed all round but couldn’t figure out who it was.

Jiang Yanan was helpless too: "I don’t know, Zhang Chi delivers the cookies every time, and when I ask who sent them, he says he doesn’t know."

Yu Wen said, "The guy sending you cookies is really thoughtful. Last time, I searched all over the supermarket and couldn’t find these heart-shaped cookies."

"Yanan, once he comes clean, you should give him a chance."

Duan Shigang, sitting in the back, heard this and felt quite pleased.

He rubbed his teeth. Heart-shaped cookies indeed did the trick, but the only downside was they were a bit hard on the teeth; he had to gnaw on a box of cookies for quite a while.

The bell rang.

Yu Wen frowned in disgust, "It’s Fatty Gao’s class again, so annoying. He never teaches properly and just loves criticizing students, acting as if he’s so capable."

Almost everyone in the class was fed up with Gao Heshuai. Jiang Yanan said, "Let’s say less."

Before a few seconds had passed, Gao Heshuai stepped into the classroom, his dark face showing a signature, mocking smile. It made the entire class of 8th-grade students grumble—Fatty Gao was probably looking for trouble again.

Gao Heshuai looked at the students, his dark face continuing to his neck in a stiff manner. His opening statement,

"Nowadays, I can’t even begin to talk about the quality of students. During my time, ah, it’s incomparable by countless times."

Then, he began to belittle them, his sharp gaze scanning the classmates.

Many students, including a group of boys, dared not meet his gaze directly. Chen Siyu, for example, kept her head down and avoided looking at him, lest she be accidentally implicated.

Xue Yuantong cradled her phone, distractedly playing ’Plants vs. Zombies 2.’ She wasn’t a big fan since the game was such a money pit, far inferior to the first one.

She never spent money on games.

’The Kingdom Rush’ was more fun, but sadly, she couldn’t bring Jiang Ning’s tablet to school.

Gao Heshuai didn’t teach. He just spoke some clichéd truths.

Duan Shigang, listening with a hee-hee in his heart and a dismissive look on his face, felt delighted.

Gao Heshuai sneered without stopping, citing, "Don’t be defiant. This morning the student who dropped the snack bag in the corridor, if it was a school taught by me in Nan City, someone would have picked it up right away. But look at you; it’s afternoon, and the plastic bag is still there. So many students have passed by, and not one knew to pick it up!"

His voice was loud, suppressing the students, and the atmosphere in the classroom stagnated like the sweltering heat of midsummer, inescapable.

Below, Cui Yu and Meng Gui exchanged glances.

Meng Gui was reading comics, having borrowed a comic book and hidden it in the hidden layer of his textbook.

Seeing Meng Gui engrossed in comics, Cui Yu sighed internally, wishing it was any other comics but ’Doraemon.’ That was just ridiculous.

It didn’t fit the image of Brother Gui in his mind at all.

The entire class endured Gao Heshuai’s belittlement in silence until Duan Shigang remembered what Yu Wen had said before class and saw Jiang Yanan’s wary expression. A sense of manly pride suddenly welled up in him.

He, after all, was a man who had worked in society. Why should he be afraid of a teacher?

Duan Shigang stood up and loudly questioned, "Mr. Gao, you saw it this morning, why didn’t you pick it up?"

From the back, Wang Longlong whispered, "Whose warrior is this?"

"There’s support for my cause, I am not alone!"

Gao Heshuai was stunned; his complexion changed, "Go stand at the back!"

Duan Shigang squeezed out from behind the majestic back of Pang Jiao. The friction was so intense it nearly ripped Pang Jiao’s skirt.

Having dealt with a student who spoke out, Gao Heshuai lost face and remained discontented.

But he could only continue the lesson, going directly into the textbook and teaching new knowledge in the late afternoon.

In the summer afternoon, it was easy to feel drowsy. Many students rested their chins on their hands, struggling against the lethargy dot by dot.

Those who couldn’t resist were knocked out by sleepiness and laid down on their desks.

Gao Heshuai watched for a while and then suddenly stopped teaching, his gaze fixating on Wang Yan Yan.

Wang Yan Yan had fallen deep into sleep and was oblivious to his stare. Her deskmate noticed and hurriedly nudged her.

Wang Yan Yan jolted awake but was still groggy.

Gao Heshuai raised the chalk in his hand.

Below, Song Sheng couldn’t help but laugh. Gao Heshuai often threw chalk at students, hitting his target with precision like a radar-guided missile.

Despite everyone’s dislike for Gao Heshuai, plenty didn’t care for Wang Yan Yan either.

Who doesn’t enjoy watching a dogfight?

Yu Wen laughed so hard she couldn’t close her mouth as Gao Heshuai stood on the south side of the podium. He flung the chalk with force, and a chunk of it aimed for Wang Yan Yan.

Everyone already anticipated the outcome.

But unexpectedly, Gao Heshuai missed his mark today. The chalk drew an arc like a missile’s trajectory, landing precisely in the open mouth of Yu Wen.

Gao Heshuai’s dark face froze.

Yu Wen spat out the chalk in pain, "Lale lala la..."

The whole classroom erupted in loud laughter, accompanied by the banging of desks.

...

During the break, Yu Wen went out, and no one knew where she went.

Chen Siyu smiled awkwardly, "I’ve learned a lesson."

Xue Yuantong asked, "What lesson?"

Bai Yuxia helped her out, "When watching a commotion, it’s best not to open your mouth."

Xue Yuantong felt she wouldn’t need that lesson, as she fished a few small oranges from her desk. They were from her mother, brought from work.

"Here you go!" She handed out two each to the two girls in the front desk.

After sharing, Xue Yuantong rubbed the oranges, peeled them skillfully, and ate them, then praised, "Quite sweet."

Bai Yuxia agreed, "They are pretty sweet."