Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 60 Remedial Lessons

"Jiang Ning, how would you like to be the chemistry class representative?"

Teacher Guo Ran set down a disposable paper cup, smiling as she looked over.

The pure water in the cup gently swayed, the amplitude of its waves gradually decreasing until it nearly came to a standstill.

Only two people were in the office.

Time seemed to freeze, suddenly rolling backwards, as Jiang Ning suddenly recalled the past—how long ago had it been?

Teacher Guo Ran had also once handed her a cup of water, looking over with the same smiling gaze.

Back then, Jiang Ning was just a student who had suddenly burst into the city from a remote rural town.

Insecure, timid, poor, riddled with shortcomings.

It was under those circumstances that Guo Ran had chosen him to be the chemistry class representative.

The first time was out of sympathy, this time, it must be out of gratitude.

Jiang Ning's gaze met hers, "Are there any benefits to being the class representative?"

Guo Ran was taken aback; she didn't expect her student to actually bargain with her.

Fortunately, Guo Ran was quick-witted; she pressed her fingers against her cheek, slightly tilted her head, and replied,

"You can have some snacks, pine nuts, almonds, pecans, dried mangoes, beef jerky. Would you like some?"

"Yes," Jiang Ning felt a strange sensation in his heart.

"Alright," Guo Ran clapped her hands and solemnly announced,

"From now on, you are the chemistry class representative for Class 8, Grade 1."

"This is your reward." Guo Ran pulled open her desk drawer, fetching a white carry bag stuffed full.

Jiang Ning did not refuse; he had eaten Guo Ran's snacks countless times before.

"When the holiday is over, I will go to your class and officially acknowledge you."

Being the class representative still needed to be announced to the class, otherwise, just relying on Jiang Ning's word might not be effective.

After confirming the class representative, Guo Ran also inquired about Jiang Ning's situation, considering herself somewhat of a caring elder sister, otherwise she wouldn't have chosen to be a people's teacher.

When the bell for class rang, Jiang Ning bid farewell and left.

Guo Ran handed the snacks to Jiang Ning.

A few steps out, just as Jiang Ning's figure was about to leave, Teacher Guo Ran spoke,

"Yesterday, thank you... Jiang Ning."

Only those who had experienced it could understand how dangerous that moment had been yesterday. The woman held a dagger, her hatred for revenge for her daughter seemed poised to drown her.

She had hidden in bed in fear all night.

Had it not been for Jiang Ning's voice at that moment, she couldn't imagine the consequences.

She was especially grateful to Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning didn't turn around; he faced away from Teacher Guo Ran, lifting up the snacks in his hand:

"You've already thanked me."

With that, he turned and walked away.

Guo Ran leaned back in her chair, unable to help a wry smile; she always felt that Jiang Ning didn't seem like a high school student, instead possessing an indescribable ease and detachment.

Carrying the snacks, Jiang Ning returned to his classroom. No sooner had he entered than the music teacher followed.

Ma Shicheng, seeing the bag in Jiang Ning's hands, immediately perked up:

"What's in there?"

"Snacks."

"Did you go to the convenience store?"

"No, Teacher Guo Ran gave them to me," Jiang Ning said.

Ma Shicheng waved his hand in front of Jiang Ning, wondering,

"Are you sick?"

He made a diagnosis, "You're very ill."

Geng Lu, who was up front, perked up her ears; she heard every word of their conversation clearly. She trusted Jiang Ning a lot but couldn't believe it; she didn't know whether to believe Jiang Ning at the moment.

Jiang Ning opened the bag, "Do you see these snacks at the store by the door?"

Ma Shicheng glanced a few times and indeed, he had never seen those snacks; he frequently went to the small convenience store and guaranteed that the one by the door didn't sell them.

Ma Shicheng said, "I've really never seen these before, give me some."

Jiang Ning handed him two packs.

Ma Shicheng couldn't wait to tear open the snacks.

On the podium, the music teacher's voice was loud as she taught everyone vocal techniques:

"When you sing, you must use your abdominal voice to get the volume up. Do you hear any difference between my speech and others'?"

"Next, I'll teach you how to use your abdominal voice."

Though the music teacher wasn't as pretty as Teacher Guo Ran, she was still considered a city beauty, and her voice was strong and pleasant.

Ma Shicheng watched the music teacher lecture and found it very appetizing.

After finishing the snacks, he was still craving more and wanted to ask Jiang Ning for another two packs but felt it'd be too shameless to do so.

"Was it really Teacher Guo Ran who gave these to you?" Ma Shicheng still didn't believe it, he figured someone else must have given them to Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning nodded, his expression calm.

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Ma Shicheng looked at his composed demeanor, thought hard and started to believe him mostly—he hadn't seen Jiang Ning lie before.

Suddenly he felt a bit stifled, and even the snacks didn't taste good anymore.

Geng Lu was thinking of writing a little note to pass over when suddenly she felt a tap on her back.

Jiang Ning gave her two packs of snacks.

He didn't give any more to others, after all, it was a gesture from Teacher Guo Ran, and he wasn't going to give them away lightly.

...

After the second class ended, Jiang Ning rode his bike to take Xue Yuantong home.

Below the river dam, the fields of rice shimmered gold, and the breeze stirred the stalks.

Xue Yuantong sat sideways on the back of the mountain bike. She had her hair in a high ponytail today, and her shapely, fair legs peeked out from beneath her black shorts.

"Jiang Ning, we have a seven-day holiday, are you leaving?"

"Leaving where?"

"To your parents' place, or back to the village?"

"No need, my parents are out of town, it's quite far," said Jiang Ning. "As for the village, I could go back or not. There are barely any people there anyway."

"Oh, oh," Xue Yuantong became cheerful after hearing that. She had been worrying that Jiang Ning might leave during the mini break.

If Jiang Ning wasn't around, she would be a bit bored.

In the past month, spending every day with Jiang Ning, with car rides and meal preparations together, she had never experienced such joyful days.

Thinking about it, Xue Yuantong earnestly said:

"Jiang Ning, if you ever run out of money, you can rent my house for free, no rent."

"Does that include utilities?"

"Yes!"

"Well then, if I run out of money, I definitely won't have food. Will you provide for me then?"

Xue Yuantong clenched her teeth and said:

"As long as I have a bite of food, you'll have one too."

"Is it really that good?" Jiang Ning sensed Xue Yuantong's resolve at that moment; regardless of the future, at least in this moment, she genuinely wanted to feed him.

Jiang Ning suddenly asked, "Are you afraid I'll leave?"

Xue Yuantong's body shuddered, almost falling off, but fortunately, Jiang Ning was very steady on the bike. She held tightly onto the hem of his clothes.

Realizing she was holding onto Jiang Ning, she quickly let go, as if eager to disassociate from him.

"Who's afraid?"

"Hmph, just go if you want to. My house is easy to rent out. I wouldn't keep you here for just two hundred yuan!"

"You come back so late every night, disturbing people's sleep. Other families definitely won't rent to you, only I am kind-hearted enough to tolerate you," she threatened Jiang Ning.

"Yeah, you have a point," Jiang Ning agreed.

"Good that you know it. There aren't many kind-hearted people like me anymore."

Xue Yuantong thought to herself, if you dare run off, I won't tutor you anymore.

But then she negated the thought immediately—after all, she had eaten so many meals with Jiang Ning, she still owed him some tutoring.

At most, she'd reduce the level of tutoring from the standard of a 985 university down to a 211 university.