Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 640 - 399 Rejection of the Deal

"Do you have the skills to win it?"

In the bustling night market, Tang Jing’s slightly provocative voice floated lightly.

Jiang Ning glanced at her and chose to ignore her, not squabbling with a young girl.

Hearing this, Xue Yuantong, who was originally clinging to Jiang Ning, dragged him away as if avoiding evil spirits, changing their position.

She didn’t like arguing with others, preferring not to complicate things for Jiang Ning.

Cui Yu spoke up, "Did a Master bless your little mouth?"

In the matter of causing trouble, Cui Yu had never seen such a talent who, unprovoked, kept seeking attention.

Cui Yu glanced at Cao Kun, thinking that it was Cao Kun’s good fortune to bring this girl out and not get beaten up.

Cao Kun, noticing Cui Yu’s look, understood the peculiar tacit understanding between men.

Cao Kun cursed inwardly, how could he have wanted to bring her?

Originally, it was a small temple fair today, he had invited Meng Zi Yun out to play, hoping to solidify their relationship, but Tang Jing popped up again, truly an unavoidable pest!

Tang Jing sneered, "A man who can’t last for a minute still has the face to speak?"

Her voice wasn’t quiet, and several passersby who heard turned their attention, their gazes shuttling between the two of them, expressions quite strange.

Cui Yu looked around, as any man would find it unbearable to have their dignity publicly challenged.

However, he was not an average man. He took a deep breath to calm down and let out a strange laugh:

"It’s because you were too loud, affecting my performance."

Meng Gui quietly stepped back a few paces from his good brother, not wanting to be associated with the defeated.

Tang Jing, unaware, tried to retort in a sharp voice, "If it’s not good, it’s not good!"

The argument between the two continued non-stop, the content progressively becoming more explicit, Ma Shicheng followed Meng Gui’s lead and distanced himself from Cui Yu.

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Jiang Yanan finished looping the four rings and had spent 20 yuan without winning any prizes.

The stall owner’s smile was one of schadenfreude, causing Jiang Yanan’s mood to sour.

Dong Qingfeng consoled, "The owner’s character is poor, that first ring shouldn’t have cost anything."

Jiang Yanan was furious, but there was nothing she could do except accept her bad luck.

Beside her, Yu Wen asked, "Dong Qingfeng, who among you and Chen Qian can loop the rings and win them back for him, it’s driving me crazy!"

Her fiery temper couldn’t stand it; unfortunately, she couldn’t loop rings, and going up would just mean losing money, leaving her unable to get revenge.

Dong Qingfeng looked troubled; usually, he would have had no hesitation, as playing the ring toss game didn’t cost much.

But Yu Wen’s attitude made him back off; giving more money to the owner would probably upset Jiang Yanan even more.

"I’m not very practiced at looping rings, but I’m good at dart-throwing balloons," Dong Qingfeng said thoughtfully.

He had a dart board at home and often practiced with it, hitting the mark within three meters.

"Other stalls are boring; I just want to make that damn owner lose money," Yu Wen insisted on avenging her friends.

Seeing this, Chen Qian volunteered, "I’ll do it!"

Dong Qingfeng was surprised, "Do you know how to play the ring toss?"

Jiang Yanan and Yu Wen looked over. In their memory, if Chen Qian was still considered normal at the beginning of school, after the first midterm exam, he had changed completely, becoming engulfed in studies and seldom interacting with others.

He was a mysterious man.

Chen Qian lifted his head, his face brimming with supreme confidence, "With my grades in math and physics, how could ring tossing be difficult?"

Dong Qingfeng suddenly remembered a time when Chen Qian and Jiang Ning played badminton. Chen Qian got brutally defeated, and he still remembered it vividly, Chen Qian being just as he was now.

"Well, well, it doesn’t have much to do with math and physics," Dong Qingfeng expressed.

Chen Qian shook his head, "As long as I calculate the necessary kinetic energy based on the distance, as well as the friction of the tire ring rolling on the ground and air resistance, and then exert the matching force, it’s possible to loop precisely where I aim."

Yu Wen tugged at her friends, her expression puzzled.

Jiang Yanan nodded thoughtfully.

Yu Wen doubted herself, ’Am I the only one who feels something is off?’

As Dong Qingfeng was about to persuade again, he heard Chen Qian call out, "Owner, give me six rings!"

The short but sturdy owner quickly walked over.

After receiving the tire rings, Chen Qian squatted at the edge of the stall, calculating mentally for two minutes.

When the owner grew impatient, "Are you going to toss or not?"

Chen Qian replied flatly, "If I toss later, you’ll lose less."

After hearing this, the owner burst into laughter, clearly delighted.

Jiang Yanan and Yu Wen had high hopes seeing Chen Qian’s arrogance.

Finally, Chen Qian made his move, aiming at a cardboard piece with 200 yuan printed on it.

Using the formula’s calculated kinetic energy, he nudged the ring forward, and it rolled.

Nothing was won.

Laughter and jeers surrounded them, the owner’s smile growing even wider. freewebnøvel.com

Dong Qingfeng thought to himself, ’As expected.’

Chen Qian used up all six tire rings and won nothing, handing 30 yuan to the owner.

Beside them, Jiang Junlong was tempted and bought ten rings to try.

Jiang Ning noticed Jiang Junlong, and with Divine Sense stretched out, he indeed found his cousin and cousin’s wife within a hundred meters, apparently out for fun but separated later.

Jiang Junlong did rather well, snagging a tag worth 20 yuan, which earned applause from the crowd.

The owner didn’t lose money and was therefore congenial.

While Jiang Junlong was tossing rings, noticing his nearby cousin, he immediately waved his hand, with Jiang Ning and two little followers heading his way.

With two rings left, Jiang Junlong split one off, "Brother, you try."

Seeing this, the owner’s face changed, but he said nothing.

Jiang Junlong continued with the last tire ring.

Shen Qing E had also come to the night market today. She looked very pretty, dressed in a Korean version blue-gray-white floral shirt paired with light gray wide-leg tie-up denim pants, the shirt’s hem neatly tucked into the waist, clean-cut and tidy.