Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 263 - 227 His Hands Are So Good-Looking_2

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Chapter 263: Chapter 227 His Hands Are So Good-Looking_2

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Chapter 263 -227 His Hands Are So Good-Looking_2

“Studying every day, I’ve never seen your grades get anywhere impressive.”

Chen Qian sneered on hearing this, “Not better than yours?”

Dan Kaiquan couldn’t stand this, “What’s the use of studying well, why don’t you play a game of Chess with me? Dare you? I’ll even let you have a cannon!”

Chen Qian didn’t dare; his Chess skills were weak, and he would definitely lose face if he played.

“What good does it do you to play Chess?”

Dan Kaiquan proudly said, “I’m way better at Chess than you!”

Chen Qian despised him and said, “I’ve got a brighter future than you.”

The future is a tough thing to predict, and as soon as he said this, Dan Kaiquan felt uncomfortable. He brought up an example:

“You study so hard every day, I’ve never seen you get especially good grades, so besides bothering your study, why don’t you try competing with Jiang Ning?”

“The guy’s grades are way better than yours. I’m here playing Chess, and I haven’t heard him complain.”

At this point, Wang Longlong interjected:

“It’s true, it’s true. An empty can rattles the loudest, while a full can makes no sound.”

When Jiang Ning heard his name mentioned, his eyes wandered over there. He was used to the class drama and just watched it for entertainment.

Chen Qian felt aggrieved by Dan Kaiquan’s words, and now seeing Jiang Ning look over, Jiang Ning was expressionless; however, Chen Qian felt a sense of scorn from a stronger person towards a weaker one in his eyes.

Chen Qian was extremely unwilling: ‘I, Chen Qian, will never fall behind others!’

He ignored Dan Kaiquan and buried himself in his studies, determined to come first in the entire grade on the next test.

Dan Kaiquan indeed wasn’t too fond of Chen Qian, but he voluntarily lowered the sound of the chess game a bit, and the onlookers fell silent, making the game lackluster.

After finishing a game, Dan Kaiquan hesitated whether to continue playing.

Just then, Chen Siyu came over and asked, “Dan Kaiquan, can I borrow your Chess set?”

“Uh, sure, go ahead.” Dan Kaiquan was generous; he thought Chen Siyu would use it to play Chess with Bai Yuxia and was even a bit pleased.

But little did he know, Chen Siyu approached Jiang Ning after taking the set, and they arranged the pieces.

During the Chess game, it was initially just Jiang Ning and Chen Siyu, but then Xue Yuantong spotted them and came over to watch.

Bai Yuxia, sitting at the front, was still reading and working on problems.

“Jiang Ning, do you play Chess?” Dan Kaiquan asked.

Xue Yuantong said, “A little worse than me.”

Jiang Ning replied, “A little.”

After saying that, he pushed a chess piece.

Dan Kaiquan said happily, “We should play a couple of games when you have time.”

His expression was confident, almost arrogant.

To be honest, Dan Kaiquan was quite envious of Jiang Ning: great grades, handsome, physically fit.

If only during his school days, to possess just one of those traits would be enough to draw envy, and finding a love interest wouldn’t be difficult if he didn’t aim for the pretty girls.

Dan Kaiquan had always been somewhat envious, especially since Jiang Ning got along well with Geng Lu and Chen Siyu.

But as much as he envied him, Dan Kaiquan also felt a competitive edge. His grades had soared lately, and he was strong in other aspects too. He found his specialty in Chess, and no one in the class could match him.

No one is good at everything. Speaking of sports, Jiang Ning was no match for Wu Xiaoqi.

Indeed, having played soccer with Wu Xiaoqi a few times, Dan Kaiquan, though still disposed to dislike him, had to admit that the guy’s skills were like nothing he had ever seen.

Then there was Dan Xiao’s pleasant demeanor, chatting with anyone, making them feel refreshed and inspired.

Or how Ma Shicheng was exceptionally good with his phone.

These were all things Jiang Ning lacked.

Relying on his skill at Chess, Dan Kaiquan couldn’t help feeling a bit inflated.

Jiang Ning and Chen Siyu played Chess, deliberately not moving one side’s ‘chariot’ or ‘horse’, but still managed to defeat Chen Siyu decisively.

“You’re really good at this, Jiang Ning!” Chen Siyu felt a bit defeated and somewhat admiring.

Watching the game, Xue Yuantong said, “He’s all right. His Chess is so-so.”

Dan Kaiquan watched from the sideline, clearly seeing the whole game and thinking Chen Siyu was too dumb, with no understanding of Chess. There were so many ways to turn the game around that she simply didn’t see.

If he were playing, he would have been ready to checkmate within a few moves.

Chen Siyu was both bad at and fond of playing Chess; she lost several games until the class bell rang, finally returning the set to Dan Kaiquan.

Dan Kaiquan said, “Jiang Ning, let’s play a couple games when you’re free, and I’ll show you what real skill is.”

After the second evening self-study class ended, it was time for a long break before the last period of independent study. The mood among the classmates relaxed.

Xue Yuantong, due to overly flaunting her phone use during class, found her phone’s battery mysteriously drained by Jiang Ning’s handiwork.

Now Xue Yuantong was leaning against the window, sleeping; she was a unique landscape amidst the classroom chaos.

Class monitor Huang Zhongfei approached and said sheepishly:

“Jiang Ning, can you do me a favor?”

“There’s something outside the school that needs to be brought in; sorry for the trouble.” Usually, when carrying water for the classroom, Jiang Ning handled two buckets at once, grabbing and lifting them directly from the water room all the way to the classroom, displaying his impressive strength.

Only a few boys in the class could manage such a feat.

Huang Zhongfei was over six feet tall but lacked strength.

Upon hearing the request, Jiang Ning stood up from his seat: “Let’s go.”

He had a good impression of the class monitor. Last semester, when Xue Yuantong received a scholarship, Jiang Ning bought sixty cups of milk custard outside and brought them to class, asking Huang Zhongfei to help distribute them without a fuss.

They left the classroom, and Yu Wen turned her attention away, telling Shen Qing’e and Jiang Yanan:

“The class monitor has gone out.”

Yu Wen had her admirers but was particularly interested in the class monitor as well – handsome, good grades, well-mannered, and the class leader. Who wouldn’t like him?

Shen Qing’e hadn’t paid much attention to the earlier matter. She glanced at Jiang Ning’s seat; Jiang Ning had once gone to see his uncle after the New Year and had greeted her.