Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 664 - 411 Answer_2

Feijitou wasn’t having it, "Didn’t someone step on it just now?"

He turned his head, gesturing toward Jiang Ning in the distance.

Earlier, when the tire burst, he had seen it clearly, someone had held the tire down.

The chubby car owner looked back too; the boy was tall and thin, not the strong and muscular type at all, yet he managed to hold the tire.

Incredulous, he knew that even holding down a tire would likely take tremendous effort.

After much thought, he simply said, "Do you understand the concept of leveraging force?"

...

After helping Shang Caiwei, and during the process, Xue Yuantong learned her name.

Shang Caiwei finished treating her wound and tried to rise, pressing her hand against the ground. The pain made her grunt; had it not been for Jiang Ning lending a hand, she most likely would have fallen again.

Shang Caiwei felt as if her leg had lost all sensation, as if it no longer belonged to her.

"Is my leg broken?" she asked, her voice fearful and her face pale.

She remembered the scene of falling off her bicycle, the "thud" as she toppled over, more than just a scrape.

It was quite possible she had damaged a bone.

Her thoughts began to diverge, her panic increasing, no one could remain calm when facing bodily harm.

Xue Yuantong added, "That’s possible, an elderly person in our village fell off a tricycle once, and broke a leg."

Shang Caiwei’s face turned deathly pale, her slim frame wobbling.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning activated his Divine Sense, and cast it like an X-ray.

No, it was one hundred times clearer than an X-ray.

After understanding the situation, he spoke expressionlessly, "It’s not broken, your leg is just numb."

The fear on Shang Caiwei’s face froze, and she shyly lowered her head, embarrassed.

Bearing the numbness and pain, she lifted her bicycle. ƒreewebɳovel.com

To ease the awkwardness, she said, "I thought I wouldn’t be able to go to school, and would have to stay at home and play video games."

As they chatted, Xue Yuantong asked, "You like playing games too?"

Upon the mention of games, the frailty in Shang Caiwei dissipated a bit, and she perked up.

"Yes, I like playing LoL."

Xue Yuantong, excited, "What a coincidence, I also play LoL."

Her home had only one computer, and she wanted to duo queue with Jiang Ning, but they couldn’t, so they would have to go to an internet café. She had never been to one, too scared to try.

She had asked her classmates Bai Yuxia and Chen Siyu, but they didn’t know how to play at all.

Pushing her mountain bike with a limping gait, Shang Caiwei, perhaps sensing an opportunity, said more relaxedly,

"Thank you for helping me today. I can play with you."

Xue Yuantong: "Really?"

"Mm-hmm, what rank are you?" Shang Caiwei, intending to repay his kindness, decided to play with Xue Yuantong, regardless of the cost.

Xue Yuantong: "I’ve reached the King rank."

Shang Caiwei: "..."

She took a deep breath, bearing the pain in her leg, her voice becoming softer again,

"Let’s add each other as friends."

...

Xue Yuantong was a good person.

Seeing Shang Caiwei’s leg injury, after asking Jiang Ning, he accompanied her all the way home.

On the return trip, the mountain bike traveled on the river dam, with the expansive Huishui River surface carrying a cargo ship.

Usually, if they encountered a cargo ship traveling in the same direction, Xue Yuantong would urge Jiang Ning to pedal faster, to put in some extra effort to overtake the ship.

But now, she was uncharacteristically silent and glum.

She was thinking about the afternoon’s ordeal, recalling the tire flying towards her, grabbing Jiang Ning, wanting to pull him away, yet he had held onto her.

And then later, Jiang Ning lifting his foot and stepping on the tire.

"You’re amazing," Xue Yuantong rarely complimented him.

Hearing this, Jiang Ning glanced north, hmm, the sun hadn’t risen from the north.

"Did you step on the tire later on to save others?" Xue Yuantong asked softly.

The situation was critical at the time; if Jiang Ning hadn’t moved his foot to stop the truck’s tire, it could have bounced and hit pedestrians again, causing an accident.

Jiang Ning prevented a possible disaster.

However, Xue Yuantong thought his action was too dangerous.

She knew Jiang Ning had capabilities, but what if something had happened...

In her heart, other people’s lives paled in comparison to Jiang Ning’s; even if ten thousand or a hundred thousand people were hurt or killed, it wouldn’t compare to a single finger of Jiang Ning’s.

Xue Yuantong was naive but not ignorant of the world. She had transferred from the countryside to a middle school in the urban area and encountered much malice.

Deep down, she was actually very selfish and didn’t want Jiang Ning to take risks.

"For rescue?" Jiang Ning said, "Of course not."

Xue Yuantong was stunned, surprised by the answer, and couldn’t help asking, "Then why?"

In the countryside by the river dam, bathed in the sunset’s afterglow.

Jiang Ning’s clear voice rang out, laced with a hint of laughter, "Am I cool or what?"

...

July 1st.

The second day of the end-of-term exams at Fourth Middle School.

Class 8, Examination Room No. 8.

The English teacher, Chen Haiyang, took his place at the podium, overseeing the examination, his thick black hair in no way inferior to that of the students below.

After so many years, his Mediterranean baldness had been cured, leaving Chen Haiyang looking quite pleased with himself, even his typically stern temperament had mellowed.

Where before he would argue with Director Yan after just three sentences, now it took five.

He handed out the examination papers, instructing the students to pass them back.

Passing them back, Chen Haiyang noticed something was amiss—was there an extra student in the examination room?

He counted and counted, but the numbers still didn’t add up.

Chen Haiyang personally went to the back row, only to find a student napping on the desk.

He tapped on the desk, "Wake up, wake up."

The boy holding a basketball opened his eyes, looking utterly confused.

"What are you doing?" Chen Haiyang recognized him as the notorious troublemaker—Wu Xiaoqi.

Wu Xiaoqi: "Teacher, I was sleeping!"

Chen Haiyang: "Scram."

Wu Xiaoqi hurriedly scampered off. After playing basketball that morning, he had gone back to the class for morning self-study as usual, having forgotten that today was an exam day.

...

Examination Room No. 9.

Yu Wen, Wang Longlong, Shi Qianjin, Gong Xuan, Tan Meiling, Zhao Jinyang—students all on the same level.

The physics papers were distributed.

The questions were tough, especially for Yu Wen, who was weaker in the sciences.

By comparison, her liberal arts were a bit better; when she advanced to the second year of high school, choosing liberal arts might give her a competitive edge.

However, the class monitor chose sciences, and Yu Wen was determined to follow to the death.

Everything has a price, and for Yu Wen, the price was her utter inability to do physics.

She had planned to ask for Dong Qingfeng’s help, but unfortunately, he was being sanctioned, so she had to rely on herself.

Yu Wen had jotted down some physics formulas on her palm, intending to refer to them when she encountered difficult questions.

Little did she know that today’s proctor, Teacher Jiang Huijuan, would actually bring a stool and sit in the aisle beside her.

Yu Wen was in the last row; Teacher Jiang’s seat next to her wasn’t personal—it was just happenstance.

This end-of-term test was merely an internal school assessment, not a city-wide standardized exam, so it wasn’t taken too seriously.

Jiang Huijuan took out a little comic book to read, and Yu Wen glanced over to see that she recognized the comic—it was ’Wulong Temple,’ one she used to read in elementary school.

’Teacher Jiang is so childish, who reads that anymore? EXO is the real deal. No wonder she couldn’t find a partner and had to go on TV to look for one.’

Unable to do the questions, Yu Wen gossiped about her teacher in her mind.

She recalled rumors about Teacher Jiang at Fourth Middle School—Jiang Huijuan wasn’t ugly, but her skin was too dark, which was unflattering for a woman.

She had high standards; Yu Wen overheard Fatty Gao in the hallway claiming that he introduced male teachers to Jiang Huijuan, but she immediately rejected them, saying their salaries were too low.

While Yu Wen was gossiping, she heard some laughter—apparently, the comic was hilarious as Teacher Jiang was shaking with suppressed laughter.

The exam hall was filled with students quietly working on the test, only the sound of pens scratching on paper and the flipping of pages breaking the silence.

Jiang Huijuan’s laughter grew excessive, her shoulders shaking even more violently as she tried to hold it in.

"Hehehe hahaha..." A soft chuckle escaped.

She lost control of her breath and suddenly let out a snort like a pig’s.

All the students in the exam hall were astonished, turning their heads at the same time.

To disassociate herself from the embarrassing moment, Yu Wen pointed her finger at Jiang Huijuan.

Laughter spread throughout the classroom, and Yu Wen couldn’t help but join in.

With her dark face flipping over in irritation and her dignity as a teacher on the line, Jiang Huijuan barked:

"What’s so funny?"

"What are you all laughing about?"

Yu Wen found it too hilarious, thinking back on what just happened. She was very close to Teacher Jiang and replayed all the details in her head, including that distinctive pig-like laughter.

Aya, it was too funny.

Yu Wen laughed with a "gei, gei, gei," her shoulders trembling nonstop, trying desperately to hold back in front of the teacher.

Failing to control her breath, she let out a loud bray like a donkey.