Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 213 - 188 Unmasking Your True Face

Chapter 213: Chapter 188 Unmasking Your True Face

Chapter 213: Chapter 188 Unmasking Your True Face

The second half of the English class finally ended amid an awkward atmosphere.

However, Cui Yu, the instigator of the awkwardness, seemed quite pleased with himself.

In his view, if the first half of the class was Chen Qian’s home turf, then the second half was Cui Yu’s domain.

He knew as soon as he made his move whether it had effect or not.

And he went directly for impact, stunning the whole class!

During the long break between classes, Chen Siyu turned to chat:

“We get to rest as soon as class is over today!”

She was smiling very happily.

Now everyone was in the second term of their first high school year, where every Friday afternoon they had two classes and then were off for the weekend.

They wouldn’t return to school until self-study on Sunday evening.

The reason they got to leave after one less class was that Fourth Middle School took into consideration that students living far from home could head back earlier.

Still, some students would stay until Saturday morning before leaving, enjoying the last bit of their living expenses.

Xue Yuantong said, “Jiang Ning, shall we go out and have fun tomorrow?”

“No can do, I’ve got things to handle tomorrow,” Jiang Ning replied, explaining that he had to tend to his medicinal herbs at Hu Qi Mountain and also wanted to discuss some business matters with Shao Shuangshuang.

“Alright then,” Xue Yuantong sighed.

Lately, Jiang Ning hadn’t been going out much, which made her think he might have turned over a new leaf. But it turned out, he had reverted back to his old ways.

“Jiang Ning, aren’t you going back to your hometown during the break?” Chen Siyu asked in surprise.

She knew that Jiang Ning was renting a place at Xue Yuantong’s house and had heard from Yuantong that they could perhaps hang out together on the weekends.

“There’s nobody at my hometown; my parents are working away from home,” Jiang Ning answered.

“Oh, I see. Well, in that case, we can hang out on the weekends in the future!” Chen Siyu said with her sister, as they were boarding students.

Their family lived in the urban area, and their parents, concerned about their safety traveling late at night, had arranged for them to stay at school.

The urban area wasn’t large, and if they wanted to go out during the weekend, they could simply take a taxi.

“Sure, when I’m free,” Jiang Ning didn’t reject the idea, feeling that hanging out wouldn’t interfere with his cultivation.

He considered it a part of experiencing the world; besides, hanging out with the twins should be fun, right?

“There’s a mall in town opening its second phase, I’ve heard there’s lots of fun stuff there,” Chen Siyu sounded very excited.

“Xiaxia, are you usually free on weekends?” After asking Jiang Ning, she turned to ask Bai Yuxia.

Bai Yuxia looked tranquil: “Let me know when you’ve made plans, and you can count me in.”

First-year high school wasn’t too busy and the homework load was manageable, so generally there was time available on the weekends.

If someone didn’t want to go out, they were either truly homebodies, or they simply weren’t interested in you.

In the back of the classroom.

Dan Kaiquan, looking at Guo Kunnan, exclaimed in surprise:

“Brother Nan, you seem so much better, your complexion has returned to normal.”

Just last night, Kun Nan had been crying while talking to his sister over the phone, yet now there was no sign of sorrow on his face, which left Dan Kaiquan disappointed—he had thought Brother Nan would grieve for days.

Guo Kunnan sat at his desk, his expression neutral, tinged with reminiscence:

“People, after experiencing setbacks, always grow, making mistakes isn’t scary, what’s scary is remaining immersed in past errors.”

“I was too immature yesterday; looking back now—it’s unspeakable!”

“Perhaps, for me, it was just a trial.”

Guo Kunnan spoke with a deep tone, displaying his reflections on life.

Dan Kaiquan was utterly baffled—he never realized Brother Nan could ramble on so much.

“Do you still like her then?” he asked.

Guo Kunnan’s face changed slightly, flashes of his time with Manman came to mind. He thought for a while then shook his head:

“I see through it all now. Some things in this world just can’t be forced, like love—it doesn’t play by the rules.”

“If she doesn’t like you, she just doesn’t, no matter how well you treat her, she still won’t like you.”

Continuing, he said: “Let’s not talk about the past, for me, as long as my family is healthy and safe, all is well.”

Ma Shicheng commented, “Brother Nan, you really have a good mindset, it’s my first time seeing someone recover so quickly.”

Upon hearing this, Guo Kunnan felt a surge of pride:

“I’m not like others, my dear uncle, though fond of love, never falls deep.”

Dan Kaiquan was not too happy—what was the joy in Brother Nan getting over it so quickly?

“Brothers, let me advise you from someone who’s been there, especially Kaiquan—if you pursue love, never lose yourself, you must stay calm at all times.”

Guo Kunnan shared his insights, and as the conversation continued, his mood improved significantly.

Manman, huh, she’s in the past now!

“Really, no one is more important than your parents, your family,” Guo Kunnan imparted his belief.

Finally, the class monitor Hu Jun couldn’t hold back and asked:

“Brother Nan, how old is your sister?”

Guo Kunnan stared at him and said, “Get lost.”

He was a guy from the back of the class and knew all too well about Hu Jun’s personality. He hadn’t expected him to set his sights on his sister—what a combination of recklessness and audacity!

Hu Jun sheepishly smirked and said no more.

…

The last class of the morning, math.

The math teacher was absent again, so it was a study period for everyone.

Huang Zhongfei moved a stool to the front of the class and sat down by the podium.

“I have something to tell you guys,” he began.

With that, everyone’s attention turned to him.

“According to the grapevine, our math teacher has some family issues and might need to take a two-month break.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the classroom was filled with murmuring.

The students in class eight had a good impression of the math teacher, who never scolded and was considered among the most amiable teachers.

People like Ma Shicheng would choose to play with their phones during math class, and upon hearing the math teacher might be taking such a long break, he was initially happy, thinking it meant future math classes would all be self-study—how blissful was that?

However, based on his experience with school over the years, Ma Shicheng guessed the school most definitely wouldn’t let such a situation happen.

Hu Jun from the next seat called out:

“Class President, if our math teacher is gone, who will take over our math class then?”

This was something the classmates were also concerned about, bombarding him with questions.

Huang Zhongfei replied, “The school will arrange for a teacher to take over our math class temporarily.”

“Come on, changing teachers?”

“I only want our original math teacher, I won’t accept a substitute!”

“Who is the new teacher?”

“I’m not sure about that,” said Huang Zhongfei.

Actually, he knew a few candidates, but he wasn’t sure who exactly would be taking over, so it wasn’t right for him to discuss it with his classmates.

Once Hu Jun found out, his mind seemed to drift away.

He picked up the math textbook and flipped through it aimlessly.

The math teacher was gone; what use did he have for this textbook now?

‘No, the math teacher wasn’t gone; she’d just disappeared for two months.’

Hope returned to Hu Jun’s life.

It’s okay, math teacher, I’ll wait for your return.

…

While others were focused on the math teacher, Cui Yu was watching two people closely.

He witnessed a scene that made his eyes burn with fury.

Jiang Yanan was asking Chen Qian for help with a question, and they were very close together.

Cui Yu’s eyesight was good; despite being some distance from Chen Qian, he could see clearly that Chen Qian was teaching Jiang Yanan English.

He was teaching her English!

The plot of the movie he watched last night started playing in his mind again.

In an instant, several familiar tutoring scenes switched back and forth in his brain like slides in a projector!

Cui Yu felt insulted.

Cui Yu hated, Cui Yu raged!

Why, why did it have to be this way?

During the English class, he’d fooled everyone with his witty performance and gained the most attention.

Yet after class, the way the girls looked at him was inexplicably odd, leaving Cui Yu confused.

Did he go a bit too far?

But he really did go skiing!

That was during his junior high days when his dad’s company boss invited the employees and their families out, and Cui Yu joined in for a skiing experience.

It wasn’t his fault; it was Chen Qian’s.

Cui Yu resented Chen Qian, and from that moment on, he stopped hating Shen Xu, who came to their class to sell trinkets; from now on, Chen Qian would be his arch-enemy.

“Brother Gui, Brother Gui, look at Jiang Yanan,” he nudged Meng Gui.

Meng Gui just glanced indifferently and quickly averted his gaze, calmly saying,

“Oh, it’s none of my business.”

“This…” If it had been before, Cui Yu would have been thrilled to see this, as it would suggest Meng Gui had completely cut ties with Jiang Yanan without any lingering feelings.

But now, why did it feel off?

“Gui’er, you’re really heartless,” said Cui Yu.

“I can’t help it, I have no interest in Jiang Yanan; it’s her BFF I like.”

Meng Gui was a man who could cut off ties decisively, with no lingering feelings for someone he once liked.

Because he always moved forward, never looking back, he was a brave pioneer, not someone who dwelt on the past.

In his view, those stuck in the past were just cowards.

Like watching movies, Meng Gui would never watch a good movie more than once.

He was such a carefree and unrestrained man.

Seeing that Meng Gui had no interest in sharing his animosity, Cui Yu decided to deal with Chen Qian on his own.

Cui Yu wasn’t a brute; he knew deep down that he was a human being.

Not an animal in the wild.

What allows humans to dominate?

It’s the brain that wields intelligence, not savage strength.

Just like how Cui Yu dealt with Miao Zhe—not by confronting him head-on, but by using indirect tactics, finding Miao Zhe’s weakness: his cell phone.

Then hiding Miao Zhe’s phone, watching the anxious search that ensued.

Or when dealing with the peddler Shen Xu, he’d go to the back rows and promote not buying his goods.

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He knew that not being able to sell anything was the biggest blow to Shen Xu; all other harm was insignificant.

And now, to take on Chen Qian, he needed to find his weakness.

‘What’s Chen Qian’s weakness?’

Cui Yu pondered.

Chen Qian was good-looking, had strong academic performance, rather proud and mostly kept to himself, focusing on his studies, always working through stacks of papers.

Such a classmate seemed to have no weaknesses.

Cui Yu stroked his chin in thought.

No, Cui Yu suddenly realized, he didn’t need to defeat Chen Qian—his goal was to make Jiang Yanan despise Chen Qian.

Jiang Yanan asking Chen Qian for help indicated she valued him for more than his English grades.

Otherwise, why wouldn’t she ask Jiang Ning or Xue Yuantong, whose grades were much better than Chen Qian’s?

It suggested Jiang Yanan saw Chen Qian as a decent person, and so, if he could just expose Chen Qian’s character to Jiang Yanan, Chen Qian would be taken care of.

About this, Cui Yu had a plan.

He opened the class group chat, located Chen Qian’s QQ ID, and noted it down.

Then he pulled up his alternate account.

He’d learned this trick from Brother Ma.

Cui Yu set the gender of the alternate account to female and picked out a sultry female avatar.

He then cleared the account’s space and posted:

“Home alone and so lonely, anyone want to come keep me company?”

The post was accompanied by a photo of a temptingly dressed woman.

This was Cui Yu’s first time doing something like this, and he was trembling with excitement.

After registering the account, he entered Chen Qian’s QQ ID and sent a friend request.

Then Cui Yu quietly waited for the other party to accept.

He knew Chen Qian wouldn’t touch his phone in class but would check it during lunch break after school—that’s when the show would begin.

‘Let me reveal your true face.’

‘When the time comes, I’ll tell Jiang Yanan everything.’

‘Ha ha ha.’ Cui Yu could almost envision the scene:

Jiang Yanan telling Chen Qian, I misjudged you, I had no idea you were like this, let’s not contact each other anymore!

Then Chen Qian, overwhelmed with shame, his dignity in ruins.

Cui Yu fantasized about the scene, beside himself with excitement.

‘It still has to be me!’