I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 133 is too bold!

"Wow!"

In an instant, the excitement of about winning the 400-meter race was replaced by this sudden question.

Class 1, Class 8, numerous teachers, and students watching the competition all simultaneously pricked up their ears and looked towards the broadcasting station.

"Did Yan-ge crash?" Yu Bin sat on the lawn, quite intrigued.

But then, no sound came from the radio station.

Only the athletes' march lingered there, listlessly.

Yu Bin, Xiao Shuai, and the others exchanged glances, then got up and headed towards the broadcasting room.

On the way, they happened to run into Lin Yufan and others who had the same goal.

The two groups exchanged a glance and quietly walked toward the broadcasting studio.

In the broadcasting studio, Li Yan turned off the microphone, turned to look at Jiang Yingzhu, and remained completely calm.

"Didn't you say you weren't going to participate in the relay race?"

"I changed my mind again this afternoon! It won't work."

"Then why didn't you tell me? What am I supposed to read to you?"

“However, you owe me a song and a motivational speech,” Jiang Yingzhu said.

"Alright, then you wait."

Jiang Yingzhu nodded. "But I really don't have any projects tomorrow. I'll have to wait until next year. In the meantime, you have to do my laundry every day. That's interest."

"Impossible." Li Yan glanced at her. "At most, your laundry assignment for that week will be canceled."

"no problem."

"Is this what you really wanted?"

"I don't understand what you're saying."

Jiang Yingzhu shook her head, turned around gracefully, opened the door, and immediately met the eyes of everyone in Class 1 and Class 8.

"What are you doing?"

"Hmm," Yu Bing's eyes darted around, and she said, "We're here to sing!"

"Yeah!"

Everyone instinctively agreed, then realized something was wrong—what a load of rubbish!

"Oh, then you guys sing."

Jiang Yingzhu glanced at everyone, put her hands in her pockets, and walked out of the broadcasting room.

Immediately afterwards, Li Yan also went out. The main competition in the afternoon was over, and he was too lazy to stay in the broadcasting room.

Meanwhile, on the playground, Mei Mengqian was resting on the steps, sipping her milk tea, with Yu Qingya sitting next to her.

"Mengmeng, aren't you going to go take a look?"

"No need, Zhuzhu won't do anything. She's just trying to blackmail Li Yan."

Mei Mengqian knew Jiang Yingzhu very well and said without hesitation.

"I see, but given your relationship..." Yu Qingya glanced at her, then stopped talking and instead praised her:

"Mengmeng, you're amazing! We were several meters behind, but you managed to catch up!"

"Hehe, I don't know how I can run so fast."

"Do you exercise often at home? I couldn't tell."

"No, I'm very lazy and don't like to move." Mei Mengqian shook her head, seeing that Yu Qingya didn't believe her, but she didn't know how to explain.

She really is the kind of person who can sit for an entire day.

After finishing the project for the first year of high school, it would be time for the second and third years. Li Yan specifically scanned the crowd but did not see Hua Junshu.

He extended his divine sense across the teaching building and saw the senior student sitting quietly reading a book in the classroom.

How leisurely! Looks like you didn't participate in any activities.

Li Yan went to the playground and scanned it with his divine sense. Jiang Yingzhu was there playing shuttlecock with someone.

There are many other fun sports like hopscotch and beanbag toss, which are quite popular.

Mei Mengqian was chatting with Yu Qingya as they walked towards the teaching building, seemingly planning to return to their classroom to rest.

He casually found a place to sit down and suddenly noticed something was wrong with the teaching building.

In a classroom on the fourth floor, a boy and a girl were exchanging bodily bacteria and engaging in close combat on their desks.

I feel that my consciousness has been corrupted.

Can't they see the surveillance cameras inside the classroom?
Li Yan planned to send someone to remind them before the two reached the point of being as close as Guan Zhong and Bao Shuya.

So he took out his phone and sent a message to Jiang Ting.

Doing good deeds anonymously, after performing one good deed a day, Li Yan got up and went to wander around elsewhere.

The sun was getting quite strong in the afternoon, so I ran to where the ping-pong table was, which was in the shade.

Yu Bin was also there, facing his homeroom teacher Li Ping and another homeroom teacher, who were playing ping-pong.

And he, meanwhile, reigned supreme in Summoner's Rift.

Upon seeing Li Yan, Yu Bin took a moment to greet him, then pulled out a bag of spicy strips and tossed it over.

"One?"

Li Yan looked down and saw it was Spicy Prince, a small pack that cost one yuan at the supermarket.

In the following years, the price of this thing rose to one yuan and fifty cents.

"Row."

He sat down and watched Li Ping play ball.

Aren't you afraid of Li Ping?

"Brother Yan, you don't understand. Fighting here is more exciting. I feel like I'm in great shape. Want to give it a try?"

"alright."

Summoner's Rift is more fun in a team. Li Yan was too lazy to watch Li Ping play. If he remembered correctly, the person opposite him was the head of the grade.

Just now, Li Ping killed the man with a few violent blows.
This guy thinks he can be the grade head?
If you don't get randomly checked, it means you two have a good relationship.

Xiaoping, you still have a long way to go!
Li Ping had been playing for half an hour when the grade head on the other end of the line took out his phone, glanced at it, and then his expression changed. He hurriedly said:
"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! Something big has happened!"

"What is it?"

"There are students in the classroom."

The grade head noticed Li Yan and the other person beside him, immediately lowered his voice, and made a gesture.

Li Ping's expression also turned strange, and he silently mourned for the teacher of that class. Turning his head, he saw his own star student and a troublemaker still playing video games.
He was initially a little annoyed, but after hearing the head of the grade talk about what happened to the class downstairs, he immediately felt much better.

The grade head left in a hurry, and Li Ping quickly followed.

Without their teacher, Ma Liang and the others, who had been wandering around nearby but dared not approach, also gathered around.

"Ranked matches, Yan-ge, Bin-ge, please carry me!"

"And I!"

"I'll play support."

Ye Daijia and Xiao Shuai said.

Li Yan was of course fine with it. The four of them were just one short of a five-man squad, so Ma Liang and the others went to find someone.

Li Yan glanced around and spotted Hu Weiwen, who was sleeping under the honor roll.

It's relatively clean there, so it might be a good place to sleep.

"Wow, Brother Hu's sleep quality is truly enviable," Ye Daijia exclaimed upon seeing this.

"Should we get him to join us in the fight?" Ma Liang asked.

"No way, he doesn't seem to play King of Glory."

Just then, Li Yan got up and walked towards Hu Weiwen.
Everyone was taken aback when they saw him take a piece of paper out of his pocket, fold it a few times to make a paper bowl, and place it in front of Hu Weiwen.

Instantly, a sense of déjà vu arose, as if he were a little beggar.

Yu Bin and the others smiled and didn't bother to add more people. They started driving and kept an eye on Hu Weiwen.

A boy walked over, glanced at it, and tossed out a fifty-cent coin.

Then a girl walked by and dropped a piece.

"Wow, that girl is so kind. I need her information in three minutes," Ma Liang said.

"Liangzi, you actually like girls with inner beauty?" Xiao Shuai asked in surprise.

“She’s quite good-looking, and her outfit perfectly matches my expectations,” Ma Liang said.

“That colorful thing almost made me think it was the homeroom teacher from the next class. What’s so interesting about it? It’s so tacky,” Ye Daijia said.

Upon hearing this, Ma Liang didn't take it seriously. "A rustic person is good. It means they are honest. If I really can't find someone who meets the criteria, I can find an honest person like that and add them in advance so I don't have to look for someone later."

Upon hearing this, even Yu Bin was stunned for a moment, and Xiao Shuai's lips twitched.

"Liangzi, I know you're a humble learner, but why learn from Hu Die? You can't handle that!"

"Brother Xiao, you don't really need to worry. Zhang Wei isn't here, and nobody knows anything about that girl," Yu Bin said.

"Look at my brother Yan, how calm he is."

Li Yan smiled faintly, but Ma Liang was deflated. However, he then remembered his main purpose for coming here.

So he said to Li Yan, "Brother Yan, can I read the cheering speech on the radio?"

"That's exactly what I was going to ask." Ye Daijia glanced at Ma Liang in surprise, not expecting that his unparalleled wisdom would actually run into someone else.

"Ryoko, who are you cheering for?"

“Wu Wuwu”.

"I'm also a Wu Wu," Ye Daijia said, her eyes narrowing. "You dare to compete with me?"

"What's this talk about stealing? Brother Ye, you can just chase after him for a week first."

"Brother, you're a true friend!"

Li Yan, who was listening from the side, was speechless. Before the two could ask any further questions, he said:
“You can read it, but are you sure Wu Wuwu participated in the sports event?”

“I just saw it, she was jumping rope.”

After finishing the game, Ma Liang and Ye Daijia both went to the radio station.

However, what amused everyone was that the two people's cheering speeches were exactly the same.

"There's nothing to cheer them on for jumping rope, and don't they even know they're writing it themselves?"

At the spot where the jump rope was, Wu Wuwu frowned, complained to her best friend, and shared the incident in her breakfast group chat.

Then PUA began
"@All members, what I want to see is sincerity. Anyone who does this kind of insincere behavior should leave the group immediately."

Outside the radio station, Ye Daijia looked at the group messages and silently clenched her fists.

Thankfully, he wasn't tagged.

Ye Daijia went diving, waiting for the opportunity to deliver breakfast tomorrow.

In the evening, Li Yan took Jiang Yingzhu and Mei Mengqian to a noodle shop next to the Three Sisters' Barbecue.

I ordered three bowls of chicken noodle soup.

"Delicious!" Jiang Yingzhu finished her noodles, still wanting more. "I'd like another bowl!"

"Go queue up yourself."

Li Yan glanced at the long queue outside, then slowly ate his noodles.
This chicken noodle soup is served as a mixed noodle dish. The noodles are ordinary alkaline noodles, but the chicken sauce is quite different.

It's spicy and appetizing, with a subtle sweetness that appeals to young people.

Moreover, it only costs three yuan a bowl, which is cheaper than hot dry noodles, and it also has meat, so it can be said to be good value for money.

Therefore, it is very popular.

Unfortunately, the owner of this shop prefers being an actor and will occasionally close the shop to play minor roles.

Even Li Yan, in the two months since the start of the semester, has only found one opportunity to eat here.

When Li Yan returned home after dinner, he immediately heard Zhang Wei gossiping.

"Did you hear? This afternoon, someone in Class 6 downstairs was making little dolls in their classroom!"

"Oh my god! Is this true?"

"How could it be fake? The head of the teaching department even went there with his men."

"That's incredibly bold!"

The boys and girls gasped, their faces flushed and their hearts pounding. They wanted to ask but didn't dare, so they hinted at it indirectly. Before they knew it, evening self-study had begun.

But then a stylishly dressed female teacher walked in; it wasn't the history teacher who was on duty.

"Hello students, I am the school's psychology teacher. You can call me Teacher Guan. Today I'm here to give you a special lesson."

Teacher Guan smiled warmly, making it impossible for anyone to feel any resistance.

She turned on the multimedia system, connected the courseware, and the projector gradually lit up, revealing the name of the lesson to everyone—

Sex Education for Teenagers

Instantly, many people blushed, and a chorus of "Eh eh eh" sounds filled the classroom.

(End of this chapter)