Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 652 - 406: Fiddling with it

The final exams gradually approached, and in the blink of an eye, a week passed.

Thursday evening self-study.

Class 8’s classroom was as bright as daylight. Compared to usual, there was a special atmosphere of an impending vacation pervading the room, and the students were much more somber.

The students knew that this class might be the last evening self-study session in their first year of high school.

The exams were on Monday, so there would be no evening self-study on Sunday.

Once in second year, some students would go to the liberal arts classes while others might move to the science experimental classes.

After this, they might not be able to study in the same class anymore.

Despite the countless conflicts within Class 8 over the past year, there was still a sense of camaraderie among them.

Class monitor Huang Zhongfei stepped onto the podium, intending to say something, but for a moment, he didn’t know what to say.

So, he pulled out a USB flash drive, and with a handsome smile said,

"Nobody study today, let’s watch a movie!"

The suggestion, tinged with the faintest hint of melancholy, was nevertheless enough to lighten the mood; after all, watching a movie in the classroom was always a joy.

Shen Qing’e worried, "We don’t have the homeroom teacher’s permission, do we?"

Cui Yu shouted, "Scared of what, when school starts again, he might not even be my homeroom teacher!"

Yu Wen puzzled, "Are you going into liberal arts?"

Cui Yu, "Who’s going into liberal arts? Only idiots choose liberal arts."

"Then why are you acting all cocky? You’ll still be in Class 8 next semester. You think Shan Qingrong won’t deal with you?" Yu Wen shot back.

Cui Yu glanced at her and retorted, "As if I don’t have other options? How could a sparrow understand the ambition of a swan!"

Yu Wen, "My advice, take a look in the mirror. You think you’re going to the science experimental class? You’d be better off licking floors."

Duan Shigang, coming to his friend’s defense, "What right do you have to not believe in Old Cui?"

Yu Wen mockingly, "What’s it to you? Why jump into the conversation?"

Duan Shigang, "Do I need to apply to you before I speak?"

In just a few words, the two of them started arguing in front of everyone.

Cui Yu couldn’t stand it any longer and played the peacemaker, "Hey, hey, hey, let’s not fight, let’s talk it out."

Duan Shigang slammed his hand on the table, "The more I talk, the angrier I get!"

Class monitor Huang Zhongfei tried to calm things down a few times and then stated, "It’s fine. If there’s an issue with watching the movie, I’ll take responsibility."

With that, he turned on the multimedia computer. freёnovelkiss.com

Miao Zhe noticed from the back and raised his hand, "Zhongfei, I’ll guard the door."

He got up and left the classroom to stand in the corridor, keeping watch in all directions.

Wang Longlong commented, "My brother Miao is a real man."

He remembered the last time they had watched a movie; it was Miao Zhe who had been responsible for guarding the door.

Having decided to watch a movie, Yu Wen was worried about the class monitor getting punished, but since things had come to this point, there was no more excuse for her to stop it.

Besides, loving a man meant supporting him in his big endeavors.

Yu Wen thought the class monitor looked extremely handsome now, shining bright – oh, it turned out that it was just the light from the projector hitting his face that made him glow.

"Which movie are we watching?" Huang Zhongfei pointed at the folder.

Filled with various movies, Yu Wen considered herself to be a wife-and-mother type of woman, truly loving someone meant not wanting to see them take risks.

Yu Wen suggested, "Let’s watch a short movie."

The shorter the movie, the smaller the risk of exposure.

Yu Wen not only made the selection herself but also roped in Jiang Yanan for support.

So, Huang Zhongfei picked a 40-minute movie—[Firefly Forest].

When the movie started, Xue Yuantong immediately turned off his phone screen.

Chen Siyu asked, "Were you just watching a movie on your phone? Why did you stop?"

Xue Yuantong, "It’s not the same as watching it with everyone in class, atmosphere-wise."

"The movie theater has an even better atmosphere, but you didn’t go when I called you last time." Chen Siyu complained.

Without a second thought, Xue Yuantong replied, "The movie theater charges money!"

The classroom lights were turned off, and the more than 50 students quietly enjoyed the movie, its fresh and soothing BGM echoing throughout the room via the speakers.

Occasionally, a fluorescent glow lit up from the students’ phones.

The movie was fairly captivating. During the break, some students from neighboring Class 9 sneaked a look, shocked to find that Class 8 was actually watching a movie.

Until the last period ended and the movie concluded, the credits scrolling in the darkness.

In the dark,

Chen Siyu quietly wiped away tears, touched; Bai Yuxia passed her a tissue, looking pitifully at the girl who sobbed with sniffles,

"Xiaxia, aren’t you sad?"

Bai Yuxia, "I’m alright."

She’d watched a lot of movies and had a high threshold for emotion; few movies could move her.

Chen Siyu then glanced at Tongtong, intending to ask for her thoughts on the movie, only to find Tongtong asleep.

Chen Siyu embarrassedly thought, ’Am I the only one who cried because I was moved?’

The next second, the classroom lights flared on, and Pang Jiao burst into loud tears, her hefty fingers wiping her eyes, smearing lipstick and makeup all over her face, resembling a Peking opera performer’s makeup.

Startled, Duan Shigang kept yelling, "Turn off the lights, turn off the lights."

Cui Yu teased heartily, ’Even with the lights off, it would be the same, right?’

...

In the last period of evening self-study, the latter half returned to its usual calm.

Chen Qian took out test papers and started to review seriously; he vowed to rank among the top ten in the grade in this final exam.

Compared to Chen Qian’s focus, Yu Wen and Jiang Yanan lacked such resolve.

Ever since they had a meal together at the last temple fair, Yu Wen was able to chat with Chen Qian.

Summer had arrived, and with the hot weather, most of the boys were in short sleeves.

Yu Wen said, "Chen Qian, I’ve noticed that your arm is pretty white."

With that, she stretched out her own arm to compare with Jiang Yanan, and the difference in skin tone was huge.

Although Jiang Yanan’s facial features were not outstanding, her skin was indeed very white, even a touch fairer than Shen Qing’e’s.

Yu Wen sighed, "I don’t ask to be as white as Yanan, being as white as Chen Qian would be enough."

After the comparison, she fell into anxiety over her skin tone.

Chen Qian was not indifferent to the ways of the world; after all, he had gone out to eat with Dong Qingfeng, Bai Yuxia, Chen Siyu, and the others before. However, after that exam, he lost everything.