No one understands rebirth better than me

Chapter 247 A "Delinquent Girl" Who Looks Just Like Gu Youli

Nourishes—

Nourishes—

The cicadas' chirping was annoying; on this sweltering day, the paving stones on the streets were scorching hot, the metal railings reflected a blinding light, and the pool in the square had dried up.

Several young men walked down the street, their shirts rolled up to reveal their bellies, looking just like a group of idle people.

Liu Xiong simply took off his clothes.

In 2012, in a small county town, it was common to see men walking shirtless on the street when it was too hot.

Young people and students, though they may have reservations, will eventually "do as the Romans do" if they are in a small county town and are provoked.

After walking for a while, Zhang Chi put the clothes down first.

After all, the contrast between his big belly and Guan Ren's abs was too obvious, making him a little embarrassed.

"No way, Zhang Chi, you lured us out here just to sunbathe? What happened to coming out to enjoy the air conditioning?"

"You're not going to go to an internet cafe again, are you..."

Zhang Chi waved his hand dismissively:
"No, no, don't worry, just come with me."

"Don't worry about it."

Guan Ren glanced around and frowned, saying:
"Why come to Xingye Road instead of going to an internet cafe?"

……

A new "Orange Light Internet Cafe" has opened on Xingye Road.

The environment is quite nice.

This applies to both the physical and the soft environments.

According to those who have been there, it's rare to see the blond guy inside.

However, since it's not far from Xing'an Road, and the internet cafes on Xing'an Road have a lot of hooligans, it was blacklisted by several people last semester after Guan Ren reminded it.

Therefore, Guan Ren wasn't particularly interested in the internet cafes on Xingye Road.

Even if there are no check-ups during this period, I don't really want to go.

……

As it turned out, Zhang Chi wasn't lying.

We didn't bring them out to an internet cafe.

After a few turns, I arrived at a teahouse opposite the newly opened Orange Light Internet Cafe on Xingye Road.

As is widely known, a teahouse is actually a mahjong parlor or a card and board game room.

Drinking tea is always secondary; playing cards is the real purpose.

"No, Brother Chi, the New Year is still a long way off, why are we already playing mahjong?"

"I'm leaving, I have no money."

"Yes, Brother Chi."

Guan Ren said very seriously:

"We are respectable students and stay away from gambling and drugs."

Even if Guan Ren had money, he wouldn't be willing to spend it on this.

At least I won't spend it during the Chinese New Year.

After all, he's not a middle-aged man from the previous generation; he has plenty of entertainment options available.

"Come back! Come back!"

Zhang Chi also glared at them and quickly pulled the others back:

"Who gave you permission to play cards? This place is owned by one of my relatives! Come on, let's go have some tea and enjoy the air conditioning, it's free!"

"real or fake?"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they filed in, all the while praising Zhang Chi to their detriment:

"Wow, Brother Chi, it's been so hot these past few days!"

"You need Brother Chi when it matters."

"Brother Chi doesn't usually make a move, but when he does, it's extraordinary."

……

While enjoying the flattery, Zhang Chi was also feeling uneasy.

Damn, that sounds like you've gone way overboard with your bragging...

He didn't tell his relatives anything about it being free before he came...

This time, I'm afraid I'll have to pay for it myself in the end? That's a huge financial blow...

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They said it was a relative's house.

However, the owner is usually not in the teahouse.

So going up to the second floor of the teahouse was just a normal reception.

Zhang Chi couldn't possibly be so shameless as to say to the waiter, "Your boss is my relative."

Wouldn't that make him look like the mentally challenged villain in some online novels?

"What would you like to drink?"

"Biluochun".

"Tieguanyin".

The group made outrageous demands, which terrified Zhang Chi.

"Mao Chun! Mao Yin! What are you thinking about?"

Xu Hui wondered:

"What's wrong with your relatives treating you? It's all free, isn't it?"

"Even if it's free, you can't just do whatever you want. Do you even know he's my relative? If he finds out I'm giving him such a low price, will we still be able to get along?"

Zhang Chi made the decision directly, saying to the waiter:

"Three cups of green tea, one cup of chrysanthemum tea."

After the waiter left, Liu Xiong curled his lip.
"Relatives are the most troublesome. Just take advantage of them if you can. Your parents take care of things normally, why would you need to date them?"

"Brother, you're mistaken."

Upon hearing this, Xu Hui spoke up, stroking his empty beard and striking a pose like an old man:
“Young people, I know you like to complain about your relatives all the time, but let me tell you, as long as they are not relatives with serious issues, you should still try to reach out to them no matter how troublesome it is. Your parents can't help you forever. Don't wait until something happens in the future and you find that you have neglected all the relatives you could have reached out to. Then you will be depressed.”

Clearly, Xu Hui is a man with a story.

At least I've seen other people's stories firsthand.

Next up should be some exciting storytelling.

We're all in our second year of high school now, so we can get together not only for games, but sometimes chatting like adults is also part of our social gathering.

Just chatting seems to limit the topics; the conversation will inevitably drift back to the game...

"Let's play cards."

"No." "Oh, and you're not paying."

"That's no fun..."

"If it's not interesting, just put up a ticket, just to show your appreciation."

But what cards should we play?
Liu Xiong refuses to play mahjong:

"Mahjong is too brain-draining. When I went back to my hometown for Chinese New Year, I played with my elementary school classmates and we all got completely wrecked."

"Don't fight them, find someone as bad as you."

Liu Xiong thought for a moment:
"Maybe not."

……

Among the elementary school classmates from rural towns, some have dropped out of school. They're no longer on the same path. Their families have usually arranged their futures, such as marriage, working, or starting a business. It's quite normal for them to specialize in mahjong at a young age.

……

In the end, the group got the playing cards.

It's not convenient for four people to play cards together, and it doesn't feel right to mix two decks of cards together in a teahouse like we do at school.

So in the end, we fought Wang Qiwusan'er.

It's a bit boring.

But when combined with stickers and chat, it's quite good.

The key is that it has air conditioning!

For the few people suffering from the power outage, that was enough.

"Ren-ge, it's your turn."

"Uh? Oh."

"Can't you just focus?"

Zhang Chi said with a smile:

"Why are you always looking downstairs? Are you having an internet addiction attack?"

Actually, even if Guan Ren is addicted to the internet, it's not gaming; it's something like Luo Xiaobei or An Ning, which can be solved with mobile data.

He sat with his back to the second-floor window, and across the street was the Orange Light Internet Cafe.

The reason I was distracted while looking down was because I was momentarily drawn to a figure that had just entered the internet cafe.

Because that figure was wearing the school trousers from No. 2 Middle School.

Her walking style is very similar to Gu Youli's.

The white T-shirt and school pants she was wearing were exactly what Xiaolihua had been wearing these past few days.

However, the other person was also wearing a sun hat and sunglasses.

Moreover, despite wearing loose clothing, her figure seemed to be "more open" than Xiaolihua's.

She might be a senior in high school.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

It has to be said that this senior student is quite carefree. Putting aside the questionable safety of this internet cafe, the main problem is that she dared to come here to use the internet while wearing her school uniform these past two days.

Ok…

She might be a delinquent.

Guan Ren thought silently.

Liu Xiong, on the other hand, seems to have truly fallen back into internet addiction:

"How about we... go play a couple of rounds?"

"Hey, calm down, it'll be troublesome if you get caught."

"I don't see anyone checking. Why don't you guys stay up here and call me if anyone comes to check?"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's play cards!"

"Hey you guys, have you heard that lately, Gangnam Style? It's a Korean song, super popular, super catchy..."

……

Before we knew it, it was 3:30 p.m.

The group had chatted enough, played cards enough, and drunk their fill of tea.

It's about time I got a little hungry.

Young people tend to burn energy quickly, so afternoon tea is a must.

"Zhang Chi, order a few buckets of instant noodles."

Liu Xiong shouted.

"I don't want to, it's hot, I don't want to eat."

Not only Xu Hui, but Guan Ren and Zhang Chi also didn't want to eat instant noodles.

"And instant noodles are quite expensive here, five yuan a cup."

"Then let's go downstairs to buy it."

"There are hardware stores all around here, but no supermarkets."

"Buy it at an internet cafe."

That's a potential channel.

But the main reason is that people don't want to eat instant noodles.

Just as the drought had been alleviated by rain, a shout rang out from downstairs.

"Cold mung bean jelly and cold rice noodles—"

Zhang Chi was immediately invigorated:

"Let's eat some cold noodles!"

"Great! Ren-ge!"

Guan Ren understood, leaned over to the window, and called out:
"Liangfen (cold mung bean jelly) —"

Generally speaking, if you shout like that, the vendor carrying the jelly on a shoulder pole will bring it up.

However, Guan Ren's first shout was too soft, and the vendor didn't hear it.

By the time he called out the second time, he had already put down his load and was heading towards the Orange Light Internet Cafe to solicit customers.

Street vendors selling snacks, whether it's cold noodles, mung bean jelly, tofu pudding, or glutinous rice cakes, do very well selling their food at internet cafes.

"What to do?"

"Stop talking, I'm going down."

Guan Ren was too lazy to wait at the window for the vendor to come out, so he went downstairs to the internet cafe.

……

"Huh? Do you guys think that Ren-ge walked into the internet cafe and the inspectors came right afterward?"

"Stop jinxing it, okay? Besides, Second Master isn't wearing a school uniform. Even if the police station wants to check his ID, it will take time. He didn't turn on his phone, so he can just slip away."

(End of this chapter)