I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 147 What Does Li Yan Really Like?

After giving the gift and expressing her gratitude, Ye Hui began reading her book as morning self-study started.

Seeing that there was no more excitement to be had, everyone turned their attention away.

Just then, the homeroom teacher, Li Ping, entered the classroom to supervise the order.

Li Yan put away the pen case and placed the ink that Ye Hui had given him into the drawer.

I gave them some ink, and they wrote something with a fountain pen. The golden nib flowed smoothly across the paper, and they wrote a line of poetry in the notebook.

Li Ping, who had just wandered over, glanced at the pen; there were still words on it.

"Excellent, excellent. A good horse deserves a good saddle; they complement each other perfectly."

He was very satisfied with Li Yan; the school's "exam-taking mercenaries" were truly impressive.

This joint exam really made him proud.

Li Ping estimated that once Li Yan's graduating class finishes the college entrance examination, he will definitely become the head of the Chinese language research group.

This can be considered as one person attaining enlightenment, and even their chickens and dogs ascending to heaven.

In a good mood, Li Ping could even tolerate Hu Weiwen, who was fast asleep in the back row early in the morning.

Mei Mengqian glanced at it as well, then reached out and borrowed the pen.

I wrote some notes, and it felt really good.

Then, taking a picture while Li Ping wasn't looking, he sent it to Zhu Zhu.

"It was a gift from Ye Hui."

"?" Jiang Yingzhu asked, then asked, "What's going on?"

Mei Mengqian explained it to Jiang Yingzhu, and Jiang Yingzhu immediately understood.

"Oh? When did this guy start liking fountain pens? Didn't he prefer calligraphy brushes?"

Mei Mengqian asked in confusion, so Jiang Yingzhu told her the story of Li Yan learning calligraphy when he was a child, but the neighbor's child wrote better than him, and then he kept trying different kinds of calligraphy brushes.

In conclusion: "Poor students have too many stationery items."

Mei Mengqian thought for a moment and then sent a message.

"Is it possible that he just likes pens?"

"?" Jiang Yingzhu asked with a big question mark.

"?" Mei Mengqian replied with a question mark.

"you're right."

The affirmation from Qingmei immediately gave Mei Mengqian confidence in Li Yan's hobby.

So, right under Li Yan's nose, he began to secretly plot the plan to replace the fountain pen.

It's already the last few days of November, and December is just around the corner.

December is over, and the new year is just around the corner.

Mei Mengqian knew that Li Yansheng's birthday was the second day of the second lunar month, so she decided to prepare a gift in advance.

In Class 8 on the fourth floor, Jiang Yingzhu was doing the same thing.

However, she didn't buy a fountain pen or anything like that.

Jiang Yingzhu couldn't help but laugh at the thought of Mei Mengqian buying a fountain pen.

Foolish Mengmeng, that womanizer Li Yan has so many things he likes, how could you possibly send them all?

Jiang Yingzhu was different; she knew what Li Yan truly liked.

In short, "Play!"

She had seen Li Yan's first birthday ceremony, though she had forgotten, but the elders would say so.

This kid picked up a toy at his first birthday celebration.

I liked toys when I was little, but I started playing with other things when I grew up.

Jiang Yingzhu decided to add some new fun for him.

"Ring ring ring! Class is starting."

The bell rang, signaling the start of the first English class.

Zhou Qinqin walked into Class 1 classroom with a happy expression, carrying a stack of answer sheets.

"Come on, my dear class representative, class monitor, and academic representative, hand out the answer sheets."

Li Yan stepped forward, took a stack of answer sheets, and began distributing them, while Zhou Qinqin continued lecturing from the podium:
"This time, our class did very well in English, ranking first in the whole year!"

"Clearly, this is inseparable from the students' efforts and my wisdom as their teacher."

The students chuckled softly for a moment, then Zhou Qinqin straightened her face and said:

"However, your class was originally intended to be a top class, so it's only right that you get first place compared to other classes!"

"But! Compared to the people in my class, some of my classmates are not as good."

Zhou Qinqin tapped the table. "I won't say anything about a few students who scored 34 points, placing them at the bottom of the grade."

"The highest scorer is Li Yan, 150; the second place is Mei Mengqian, 140; but the third place scorer dropped to just over 120!"

"This joint exam was a bit difficult, but the difference in your scores is too big! Think about it carefully, how did others score so high!"

Everyone fell silent, but couldn't help looking at Li Yan.

Another perfect score, how insane!

Chen Xiyuan held his exam paper, his face looking unwell.

He is only 119, not even 120!
The difference isn't apparent when the test is easy, but it becomes clear when the difficulty increases.

English class representative Zhou Haiyang sat next to Chen Xiyuan, glanced at his expression, and said:
"Don't look so sad. I'm only level 129. Don't compare yourself to monsters."

Now, he has successfully gone from being the best in English after Li Yan to being the best in English after both Li and Mei.

In the back row, Xiao Shuai sighed that the position of the God of Destiny was still unattainable, while glancing at his barely passing score.

He then turned his attention to his good buddies.

Very good. 87, 70, and I'm about the same. We're all in double digits, so it's pretty much the same.

When Xiao Shuai's gaze fell on Yu Bin's answer sheet, his pupils dilated.

"121! Brother Bin, you can start now!"

Yu Bin glanced at him indifferently, his expression inscrutable.

"I'll play normally, or maybe even perform exceptionally well, whatever."

"Your score wasn't even as high as mine last time."

"I didn't do the listening test. I was already sleepy in the afternoon, and the radio was just babbling on and on. It was so annoying!"

"Then this time..."

“I’ve taken your advice this time,” Yu Bin said seriously. “Since there’s a bonus, I’ll definitely give it my best.” Xiao Shuai was convinced and turned to look at the other people’s results.

The first four are all top-tier players; Li Yan and Mei Mengqian go without saying.

Ye Hui scored 127, almost causing the English class representative's status as an English academic star to decline again.

But Ye Daijia was something else entirely; he was one of the students who ranked near the bottom of their grade, as Zhou Qinqin had mentioned.

"Pfft, 39!"

Xiao Shuai couldn't help but laugh out loud, feeling extremely satisfied.

"Ye Zi, if it really doesn't work out, you should withdraw from the human race. How did you even pass the exam to get thirty-nine?"

"Yeah, yeah, one more person means our class has an extra person in the count."

Ye Daijia didn't care about the score at all.

"One more is one more, so what? We can just look at the class rankings."

"And Xiao Shuai, if you put it that way, I can't interact with you as an ordinary person anymore."

Xiao Shuai rolled his eyes and ignored him; this guy was about to start showing off his wealth again.

Li Yan's desk was empty; the test paper belonged to the English teacher, and the answer sheets belonged to his classmates.

He just plays on his phone out of boredom, it's really unpleasant.

The first class ended quickly, and the second class was math.

Zhao Ziwei's attitude puts much more pressure on her classmates than Zhou Qinqin's!
The answer sheets were read out one by one, and comments were given on both the good and bad answers.

"Lin Yufan, 139, second in the class, not bad. This test was a bit difficult, but you still can't afford to be careless about the details, understand?!"

"Good teacher."

Zhao Ziwei nodded in satisfaction and continued to the next chapter.

"Zhou Haiyang, 99, you"

"Mei Mengqian, 139, also second place. It seems you used a high school sophomore's method; you must have taught yourself, right? But..."

Zhao Ziwei commented on each one, small in stature but with a great presence.

In Li Yan's consciousness, most of the students in the class had their hearts pounding like drums, afraid of being criticized, but they couldn't avoid being criticized.

"Princess Ziwei is so strict." Ma Liang shrank his neck. "If I do badly on the test, will she hit me?"

"That would be great!" Xiao Shuai's eyes lit up. "I wonder if I did really badly on the test!"

Ma Liang swallowed it down. Brother Xiao, you're enjoying it, but others are different!

Soon, they found out what would happen if they did poorly on the test.

"Liu Ming, Mathematics 25."

Zhao Ziwei simply announced the score without saying a word, but her words spoke volumes.

"So this is what happens when you do badly on a test. I'd rather be told off," Hu Die said from behind.

Just then, Zhao Ziwei said, "Li Yan, one hundred and fifty."

Lin Yufan helped Li Yan take the answer sheet, as if receiving an imperial edict.

Li Yan watched as she held the exam paper above her head with both hands, then placed it upside down on his desk, leaving him speechless.

"Thank you, but there's no need for such formalities."

You have great flexibility, right? Does having great flexibility mean you can do this?

Do you realize that without the exam paper to cover you, you'd be exposed?

How come I didn't notice this trendy girl was also a bit silly in my past life?

Just then, Lin Yufan said:
"I peeked at your big question, you're really good-looking."

"Ok?"

"I meant your question, the layout."

"Oh, then you can take it and take a look."

In the back row, Xiao Yaya glanced at Hu Die, puzzled:

"It seems that not only does it happen if you do poorly on the test, but even if you do well, Princess Ziwei doesn't say anything."

"That's because there's nothing to say."

Yu Bin glanced at their scores.

"You can score in the 90s because your level is only in the 90s. Li Yan can score 150 because the full score is only 150."

"You talk like you only got 150 on the test. You're just a shut-in who plays games all day. You probably don't even get as high as me," Hu Die said.

"What's it to you if I play video games? Did some otaku eat your rice?!"

"It's none of my business. I just look down on it, so what?" Hu Die pouted.

“Last week there was this guy who’s a gamer like you and he wanted to date me. I told him he couldn’t even afford a bag. He’s so pathetic.”

"With grades like yours, even rich guys wouldn't want you." She was being unreasonable, and Yu Bin was being unreasonable too, launching a direct attack.

"Why do you say that?"

“Because my grades are higher than yours.” Yu Bin pointed to the podium.

Zhao Ziwei called out again, "There was a mistake earlier. Yu Bin, male, 110, come up and get the answer sheet."

"Yu Bin, a male student, has made the most progress in math in our class. Everyone should learn from him."

Under Xiao Shuai's envious gaze, Yu Bin was praised by Zhao Ziwei, and then she began to comment.

However, Xiao Shuai quickly stopped being jealous because Zhao Ziwei called him.

"Xiao Shuai, 100. You didn't memorize these basics this time. Come to my office after class, and I'll talk to you privately."

Zhao Ziwei spoke for two minutes, and Xiao Shuai left happily.

Lin Yufan, who was sitting in the first row, was completely distraught.

Although being criticized was upsetting, seeing Xiao Shuai being criticized by the math teacher for so long made her feel even worse!
I'm the class representative!
No, she wants to improve her math skills even further!
Xiao Shuai returned to his seat and sat down, chuckling to himself. Ma Liang felt like he'd been made a fool of himself.

"Brother Xiao, Teacher Zhao talked to you privately after class, how could you still be laughing?"

"He probably felt that his dream was about to come true, so of course he could smile."

Zhang Wei said, rather speechless, "Brother Xiao, be normal. I heard the grade is planning to launch a math enrichment program. You might be being targeted."

"It's okay, this is a chance for just the two of us, Princess Ziwei."

"Come on, Princess Ziwei teaches other classes too."

"It's alright, I can become your last disciple!"

(End of this chapter)