Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 639 - 398 Small Temple Fair_3

Xue Yuantong looked at Jiang Ning’s tall back, and his beautiful eyes were filled with joy, as if he was looking at his own cub.

"But he’s not an ordinary person, is he?"

Xue Chuchu’s cold eyes revealed helplessness, diluting her elegant demeanor. "Tongtong is bewitched."

"Let’s see." She moved to the front of the stall.

A young man clasped the horizontal bar with both hands, hanging from it as the surrounding pedestrians’ gaze fixed on him.

The sound of amusement park rides in the distance mixed together, echoing along with the flashing neon signs, casting light on the ground and the spectators.

The stall owner was counting: "5 seconds, 5 seconds!"

After a while, he shouted, "10 seconds!"

Then he called out 20 seconds. The young man challenging looked strained and soon fell weakly.

The owner’s smile was radiant, "A total of 23 seconds, next one, next one."

Then another man in a vest took up the challenge. Meng Gui remarked, "This guy is buff!"

He lasted 60 seconds.

Cui Yu was puzzled, "What’s so hard about that? I can do 5 pull-ups easy, wouldn’t 100 seconds be effortless?"

Suddenly, a girl’s voice came from outside, "If you can, then you do it!"

Cui Yu turned to see, a short skirt girl, with slightly sharp and mean looks yet somewhat arrogant.

"Are you guys from class 5?" Cui Yu recognized the girl was with Cao Kun and Meng Zi Yun.

Tang Jing, wearing a short skirt, replied, "Yes, class 5."

Today was Hongxing Street Office’s small temple fair, which was well-known and not far from Fourth Middle School, attracting many students.

Cui Yu took many photos of beautiful girls from behind and sent them to the group, exciting Guo Kun Nan so much that he wished he could jump through the screen.

Cui Yu unabashedly scanned Tang Jing, "Who are you?"

Tang Jing wished she could gouge his eyes out, but her face still expressed admiration, "You can do 5 pull-ups, you must be able to last 100 seconds, right?"

Hearing kind words put Cui Yu in a good mood, completely at ease, "100 seconds is nothing, I can hang on as long as I want."

Ma Shicheng advised, "It’s not easy; don’t try."

Tang Jing remarked, "Ah, missing a chance to make money, and it won’t come again."

"Brother Ma, no need to say more. Wait till I earn 100 bucks, I’ll treat you to a ring toss game." With that, Cui Yu paid 20 yuan and took on the challenge.

When the owner counted to 50 seconds, Cui Yu looked pained. He gripped the bar tighter, trying to adjust his balance, but eventually, he exhausted himself and fell.

He lost 20 yuan.

Cui Yu found Meng Gui, grumbling and complaining.

Tang Jing mocked coldly, "Oh, couldn’t do it?"

Cui Yu was infuriated, puzzled as he carefully recalled, sure he had not provoked this woman before.

Why was she suddenly targeting him? Was she mean-spirited?

"You do it then, women who last 80 seconds get money, why don’t you go?" Cui Yu was unmerciful.

Ma Shicheng then noticed Jiang Ning. He glanced at Xue Yuantong, then turned his gaze to Xue Chuchu.

His first thought was, ’Damn, she’s stunning, even more dazzling than Bai Yuxia!’

"Brother Ning, wanna try?"

Jiang Ning replied, "No thanks, making money in 100 seconds is too slow, plus the prize isn’t much."

Most importantly, hanging there wasn’t cool.

Unless there was a special reason, Jiang Ning couldn’t be bothered to challenge.

Cui Yu, taunted by the foul-mouthed Tang Jing, was extremely upset. Helpless as he didn’t understand her, he could only temporarily retreat with Meng Gui.

Then they spotted Jiang Ning and his group. Meng Gui immediately enquired, "Xue Chuchu, where’s your desk mate?"

They had met once during the grand opening of the second phase of Lanma Shopping Mall, and Xue Chuchu had a deep impression of Meng Gui’s hairstyle.

She didn’t remember Meng Gui’s face but remembered his hairstyle.

"Mu Ying is at home," she replied.

While several people chatted, shouts from by the bar became louder, "80 seconds, 80 seconds!"

Not only the owner, but others were also cheering loudly.

"85 seconds!"

Cui Yu looked over and surprisingly, it was that spunky girl’s companion, Cao Kun. Cao Kun used alternating grip, which helped maintain balance better.

"90, 90!"

Just as Cao Kun was about to succeed, Cui Yu, disliking him, cursed evilly, "Damn it, fall already!"

Then his curse took effect; Cao Kun instantly fell.

After falling, Cao Kun rubbed his wrists, regretfully, "Only 7 seconds short."

Someone nearby said, "That’s impressive still; I’ve watched for an hour and you lasted the longest."

Pleased with such praise, Cao Kun’s expression changed, realizing he had already performed outstandingly.

Cui Yu, unable to bear grandstanding, discreetly moved to another stall.

Jiang Ning watched for a while, then turned elsewhere.

Xue Chuchu breathed a sigh of relief, thankful Jiang Ning hadn’t challenged; losing money would definitely feel awful as she knew that unpleasant feeling from personal experience.

Jiang Ning strolled forward, while Cui Yu stopped in front of a ring toss stall. The stall was enclosed with a fence, unlike other ring toss stalls, using small-sized bicycle tires as rings.

The owner was a stocky middle-aged man in his fifties with short hair, looking fierce.

Jiang Junlong, Shen Qing’e, Jiang Yanan, Dong Qingfeng, Chen Qian and others were standing in front of the stall.

Jiang Yanan threw a tire, capturing a hard cardboard block marked with "10 yuan," thrilled beyond measure. Cui Yu offered congratulations.

But the owner said, "Doesn’t count; it can only roll."

Jiang Yanan reached out, "Then give me back the ring, I’ll try again!"

The owner briskly insisted, "Rules are written clearly; once a ring is thrown, it doesn’t count anymore, no refunds."

Jiang Yanan resigned, "Oh alright then."

Xue Chuchu commented from the side, "A bit overbearing."

The rules stated one ring for 5 yuan, so this was akin to throwing away 5 yuan.

Xue Yuantong gazed at the stall, many inverted basins with various brands of cigarettes and several hard cardboard plates with prize amounts written: 20, 50, 100. One of the largest cards was marked 500.

Xue Yuantong was surprised, "Jiang Ning, Jiang Ning, so much money!"

Before Jiang Ning could respond, Tang Jing nearby sneered, "Lots of money? Hah, do you even have the skill to take it?"