Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 666 - 412: Top 1%_2

This was their parents’ personal experience, and thankfully, they had now entered the Changqing Liquid Company.

The situation was not good, but it was quite common, so Xue Yuantong didn’t want to discuss such a heavy topic and strangely asked,

"Jiang Ning, do you know why the neighbor’s dog doesn’t come over when we eat anymore?"

Before, whenever her family ate meat, the neighbor’s mongrels would all come running with wagging tails, but it had been a while since any dogs had shown up, and Xue Yuantong almost thought her culinary skills had declined.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning’s Divine Sense stirred, and the neighbor’s dog was released from its confinement, darting out of the gate with a "whoosh."

Seeing this, Xue Yuantong immediately threw out the bone with a flick, and the dog, eager with hunger, leaped up to catch it.

...

After dinner, Xue Chuchu indeed snatched the tasks of washing dishes and pots, leaving Jiang Ning happy to relax as he scrolled through his phone at the door.

The class group chat was very lively.

Currently chatting was a small group that included Pang Jiao and a few others.

Class 8 had 53 students, all in one group, but they split into different discussion circles.

For example, Yu Wen, Lu Qiqi, and Jiang Yanan liked to talk about Korean pop stars; outsiders simply couldn’t join in and could only watch them exclaim "Ahhh, so handsome!"

This was a closed group dynamic.

There was also an open group dynamic, like Guo Kunnan, Wang Longlong, and Dan Kaiquan, who liked to gather and talk about games, internet trends, and phone specs.

Those interested, like Dong Qingfeng, could join in.

Dong Qingfeng, Chen Qian, Wang Yong, and Shen Qing’e, on the other hand, talked about studying, traveling.

And then there were the closed individual groups.

Wu Xiaoqi talked about his basketball dreams, Hu Jun talked about rodents and insects, Zhang Chi talked about entrepreneurship and making money, Duan Shigang talked about his years as a big brother.

It was basically talking to oneself.

But one person was unique; he was Dan Xiao, who could chat engagingly with every closed-off individual.

Pang Jiao said, "Oh my, it’s summer vacation. I really need to lose weight."

Wang Yanyan asked, "Jiaojiao, how are you planning to lose weight?"

Pang Jiao replied, "I’m thinking of running, running 10 kilometers every day."

At the ES Restaurant outside of school, class monitor Huang Zhongfei thanked the server, and as he looked at the chat records in the group, he felt a sense of harmony.

He breathed a sigh of relief, for the first year of high school was about to end, and many students would leave Class 8.

He thought of something—the classmates had never taken a group photo.

He suddenly got the idea to call the students after the afternoon test, to invite them for dinner and take a group photo together.

He looked at the group messages, ready to find an opportunity to bring it up and see how many students were willing; he could also ask the restaurant’s owner to prepare the dishes.

Wang Yanyan said, "Isn’t running in the summer too hot? Your skin will get tanned. Look at Teacher Jiang Huijuan, how tanned she’s gotten."

Pang Jiao, hearing this, thought it made sense, "No more running, then. I’ll jump rope 3000 times every day."

"Oh Jiaojiao, jumping rope is too hard on the knees," advised Wang Yanyan, consistently dissuading her good sister.

Pang Jiao confessed, "But I’m at 200 pounds now."

Cui Yu sarcastically chimed in, "Jiaojiao, stay true to yourself; some people specifically like heavier partners."

Pang Jiao retorted, "Who are you calling fat?"

Cui Yu didn’t back down, "Whoever is fat, that’s who I’m talking about."

Refusing to admit she was overweight, Pang Jiao changed the subject, "Yanyan, today I realized Zhuang Jianhui from Class 1 is so handsome!"

Wang Yanyan replied, "He is quite handsome. Didn’t you give him a chance to chase you?"

Pang Jiao responded, "Ugh, let’s not talk about that."

Zhang Yifei interjected, "I heard that Zhuang Jianhui likes Li Shi from Class 2."

"Really? Is that true?" Pang Jiao’s mood soured.

Wang Longlong stepped in to clarify, "That’s not true."

Upon hearing this, Pang Jiao became cheerful.

Lu Qiqi popped up, recalling the start of the school year when Zhuang Jianhui impressed her with his basketball dunks on the field, but unfortunately, after getting to know him, she realized he was too outstanding.

Being a practical and clear-headed person, she recognized their gap, "Zhuang Jianhui, in terms of overall qualifications, ranks in the top 1% of boys at Fourth Middle School," she said.

Pang Jiao felt uncomfortable and retorted, "It’s different for boys and girls. Many boys at our school look rough, and not many are handsome, unlike the girls around me who are very pretty."

Cui Yu exclamatorily disputed, "That’s bullshit!"

Pang Jiao cursed, "What’s a dog yapping about? I’m talking about you."

Ma Shicheng, "Pang Jiao, you’re right. About 80% of the girls nationwide are within the top 1% in terms of beauty."

Pang Jiao, "Look at you guys, and then look at Ma Shicheng. He’s making a lot more sense than you all."

Cui Yu was thrilled, "So it turns out you’re not only ugly but also not very bright."

Meng Gui, "Someone once said, when God closes a door, he will definitely close a window on you too."

Pang Jiao wasn’t that dumb; with a little thought, she figured out what Ma Shicheng was implying.

If Pang Jiao made a fuss, wouldn’t she be admitting that there was something wrong with her brain?

Wang Yan Yan helped to change the subject, "Oh, speaking of Li Shi, it reminds me of Tang Fu from Class 7. They’re both pretty tall and good-looking."

Pang Jiao, "Tall and well-proportioned too."

Wang Yan Yan continued to flatter, "Oh my, Jiaojiao, after you slim down, you’ll be that type too."

At the start of the school year, Pang Jiao was 165cm tall, and she had grown 2 centimeters to 167, which is considered tall for a girl.

Pang Jiao was delighted when she heard this and asked, "Oh, Yanyan, who do you think is more beautiful, Li Shi or Tang Fu?"

Wang Yan Yan, quite the sly fox, had a high level of speaking art, and in that moment, her emotional intelligence was maxed out as she spoke,

"Aren’t you part of the options, Jiaojiao?"

When Pang Jiao heard this, her large face lit up with joy outside the screen. Li Shi and Tang Fu belonged to the beautiful category, and she could actually be compared to them!

Pang Jiao was secretly thrilled and asked, "Then who do you think is the most beautiful, Li Shi, Tang Fu, or me?"

Wang Yan Yan was about to praise her good sister when Cui Yu beat her to it,

"I don’t know who’s the most beautiful, but if you’re included, I know who’s the ugliest!"

Pang Jiao couldn’t hold back anymore, "Cui Yu, are you asking for death!!?"

So the two of them started cursing at each other in the group chat, with the other ’Golden Flowers’ chiming in.

Cui Yu was fighting a verbal battle against a group of girls and gradually began to lose ground. Soon after, Meng Gui pitched in, followed by Duan Shigang lending a hand.

Wang Longlong was egging them on.

The whole group chat was filled with cursing and toxic fumes; no one intervened, all watching the battle unfold.

Xue Chuchu came back from washing dishes, passed by the door, and saw Jiang Ning’s phone screen constantly lighting up with messages.

She wouldn’t usually talk to Jiang Ning, but thinking that they might often eat together in the future, she rarel said, "You seem to be having a lively chat."

Jiang Ning, "Not lively, classmates in the class are arguing."

Huang Zhongfei was halfway through lunch when his temple throbbed. He opened the group chat again and saw the ruckus inside.

His temple throbbed even more.

Huang Zhongfei knew there was no stopping it, and he simply muted the whole chat.

...

The afternoon exams.

Exam room number 15, English test.

Guo Ran, the chemistry teacher in charge of invigilating, had changed her dressing style significantly over a year, from a youthful campus style to a mature, dignified one.

A white series shirt paired with a pure black skirt—simple and generous, plain but elegant.

She occasionally moved about, her slender waist willowy and soft.

Guo Ran had a beautiful waist, and even Jiang Ning couldn’t help but steal a few more glances.

The exam room was quiet, the students focused intently on their papers, occasionally looking at the beautiful teacher.

At the back row, a round-faced boy was sneaking around with his paper. He was Fan Zihan from Class 5.

His grades were good, but Class 5 was on the brink of crumbling, and his strength alone wasn’t enough to save it.

From now on, his crush Shang Caiwei and the elegant Meng Ziyun from his class would drift away from him.

Fan Zihan sighed in his heart, writing furiously, copying multiple choice answers onto a cheat sheet.

As he copied, he kept his eyes on Guo Ran.

This final test couldn’t prevent the dissolution of Class 5. However, there was a rumor that if they did well in the final exams, they might have some choice in the second-year class assignments.

Fan Zihan shouldered the responsibility of helping his classmates: this cheat sheet was prepared for Tang Jing from the same class.

Guo Ran noticed Fan Zihan’s unusual behavior.

The school’s final exams were essential; she couldn’t ignore it, but with Guo Ran’s personality, she wouldn’t catch him red-handed; she just walked to the back row and stood silently.