I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 158 Profound Truths

Li Yan did not walk with Jiang Yingzhu in the morning, but arrived at school early.

He was carrying an insulated container, and thanks to his constant protective array, the contents of the container would remain unchanged.

He rode his bike for a while, and soon he saw the school gate.

I even encountered quite a few students on the way.

One student even dozed off while walking.

Then, unsurprisingly, an accident occurred.

He tripped over a stone block at the school gate and fell face-first into the air.

He fell down, which was bad enough, since there were hardly any spectators around, but he still managed to utter a single word.

Okay, okay, you're even memorizing things in your sleep.

"I give up. Even if you're a senior in high school, you don't need to risk your life like this!"

Li Yan stopped the car, not intending to lend a hand, but instead saw the senior student waiting at the school gate.

Hua Junshu's long hair was unusually not tied up; Li Yan guessed it was because he didn't have time.

Her smooth hair cascaded over her shoulders, softening her otherwise aloof demeanor.

Carrying the thermos, Li Yan approached her and smiled as he gestured.

"Longevity noodles, I made them myself, would you like to try some, senior?"

Hua Junshu was taken aback. The doubt that had lingered in his mind yesterday was finally answered.

Immediately afterward, she opened her mouth, but before she could utter a sound, she felt a rusty taste filling her throat and nose. A sour and astringent sensation appeared from nowhere, like fallen leaves blown by the autumn wind, directly corroding her words.

Hua Junshu doesn't celebrate her birthday often. After her parents died early, only her grandmother would cook her an extra bowl of longevity noodles on her birthday.

After her grandmother passed away, she felt there was nothing left to celebrate on her birthday.

That was the case last year.

She could comfort herself that it was nothing, but seeing her classmate's birthday celebration was still quite a spectacle.

Even if she is more mature than her peers, how could she not be envious?
Hua Junshu took the thermos and after a long pause, said:
"Thank you."

She stood there stunned for a moment, then remembered something and asked:
"have you eaten?"

"Not yet, but I've already bought some. Let's go eat at the pavilion over there, senior."

Li Yan lifted the steamed buns in his other hand and pointed to the pavilion on one side of the small square.

“Okay.” Hua Junshu nodded and followed Li Yan step by step toward the pavilion.

Several senior high school students passing by at the entrance and in the square glanced over, their numb expressions turning into expressions of pain.

"Kill me! Why are people feeding me dog food so early in the morning?!"

"Damn it, I can't read this rubbish book anymore!"

"Damn it, nobodies!!"

The soft beeping was not heard by Hua Junshu; she couldn't hear it at that moment either.

Hua Junshu usually handles interpersonal relationships with rationality and discipline.

However, this does not apply to people who are closer to you.

At this point, her reaction will be a beat slower.

It wasn't until she entered the pavilion that she suddenly realized what it meant that Li Yan had brought longevity noodles alone so early in the morning.

Then, her flawless, jade-like face suddenly turned red.

Like a branding iron that's gradually heating up on a stove.

Li Yan watched this scene from the side, feeling quite amazed, and took out his phone.

Click!

I took a picture.

Hua Junshu glanced at him with a burning face, said nothing, sat down and opened the thermos.

Suddenly, a rich aroma, along with rising steam, wafted over.

She gazed at the distinct strands of noodles inside and suddenly said:
"Next time, don't go too fast, be careful."

"Okay, senior, eat up. It probably doesn't taste as good as yours."

Hua Junshu shook his head to indicate that he didn't care, and then lowered his head to eat.

Perhaps because it was a bit hot, she unbuttoned her coat, revealing a fitted wool sweater underneath.

The bulging bag was pressed against the table, causing Li Yan to raise an eyebrow.

I want to learn the Seventy-Two Transformations and turn into a stone table.

System, can you hear me?!
There was no response, so Li Yan ate his steamed bun while looking at his senior.

No one dislikes celebrating their birthday; some people dislike it because they haven't been loved for a long time.

They would probably be happy if someone came to celebrate their birthdays.

The senior student Li Yan met in his previous life was like this.

If it were an ordinary person, Li Yan wouldn't bother with all this trouble.

He would rather dedicate that time to the dancing high school girls on Douyin.

However, Hua Junshu is different; she possesses profound wisdom.

However, Li Yan wasn't doing it for grand principles.

In his previous life, when he had just graduated, it was difficult for him to find a job, and it was Hua Junshu who helped him.

He only found out later, after joining the company, that he had met Hua Junshu during the interview that day, which is why he was recruited.

Later, Li Yan guessed it was because they were high school classmates.

However, even after they started working together, Hua Junshu continued to take care of him from time to time.

Out of gratitude, Li Yan would often repay them double.

They later became friends, but they broke up because of his own reasons.

To be honest, Li Yan felt that he was pretty stupid back then, and he felt a little guilty after starting over.

So spending the time you would spend appreciating the female high school girls with your seniors is not troublesome at all.

Feeling a little uncomfortable under his gaze, Hua Junshu swallowed the food in her mouth and looked up to ask:

"do you want to eat?"

"No, but I can have a sip of the soup. I prefer imported soup."

What a word!

Hua Junshu's previously calm face suddenly turned bright red.

So much so that even though she doesn't usually like drinking the soup when eating noodles, she ate the whole bowl, soup and all, today. "I've washed the thermos and am returning it to you," she said.

"it is good."

It was already seven o'clock when we finished our meal. Students with signs around their necks appeared at the school gate and the entrance to the grade-level teaching building.

Someone passing by the pavilion glanced inside, was struck by the sight, and immediately began to jeopardize his signboard.

"What are you two doing? Can't you see you're blocking other people from cleaning?"

The reason given is just so-so.

Li Yan felt he could learn a lot from the old lady in the administration office.

So she ignored him and waved towards the car.

The male student council member was taken aback. He turned around and saw two pretty girls walk into the pavilion, take out breakfast, and chat and laugh with him.

The boys were filled with shame and indignation. When they saw the dean of students passing by, they immediately reported him to the authorities.

The head of the teaching department glanced at him.

"The top student in the grade and a few other top students are having a pre-morning study meeting. Why are you meddling in? Which class are you in?"

The male high school students were indignant; they were clearly flirting and had even agreed on where to have dinner that night.

But faced with the stern and authoritative face of the head of the teaching department, he dared not say anything.

After Jiang Yingzhu and Mei Mengqian finished breakfast and chatted with their senior, they took Li Yan upstairs.

The morning self-study session was about to begin, and Hua Junshu went back home.

In the hallway, Jiang Yingzhu hooked her arm and grabbed Li Yan's ear.

"You promised we'd leave together early, you lied!"

"But I wanted you to sleep a little longer."

"Hey, you have some twisted logic."

Li Yan pursed his lips and thought, "Fine, I'll let her massage my ears then."

It was him; if it were anyone else, they would have sued her on campus 80 long ago.

But why did you, Mei Mengqian, join in the fun?

So what if you went through a fight with a mistress? How come you two are so compatible and have mastered the Martial Soul Fusion Skill?
What kind of "three miles and three breaths" setting is this?

As Li Yan went upstairs, he complained to himself.

The students who were sweeping the stairs along the way were incredibly envious.

Looking up, I saw a pen being held by two pretty girls, one on each side.

This is utterly indecent and an eyesore.

Why not them!
Zhou Qinqin walked behind Li Yan and the other two, looking ahead with an amused smile on her face.

Oh, a triangle?!

Li Yan quickened his pace slightly, and Qin Bao lowered her head a little. How could she be spying on a student?

Looking back, I see if she's updated, so I just find some excuse to leave a bad review.

Sitting down in the classroom, Li Yan took out his phone in front of Zhou Qinqin on the podium, randomly opened a novel website, and found a book.

Suddenly I've become too lazy to update the latest chapter.

Forget it, I'll just make up an excuse.

Li Yan has been a reader for over ten years and knows how to write reviews.

If you haven't criticized it, criticize the writing style and format; if you haven't praised it, you can praise those aspects.

So he casually posted a critical comment.

Soon, Li Yan felt the intense gaze on the podium.

He blinked and gave a bright, cheerful smile.

Lin Yufan and Guo Cailing around them dared not speak, silently reciting the words.

In the back row, Xiao Shuai, who had been secretly eating fried dumplings, was still in shock, while Ma Liang almost buried his face in his book.

His good friend Yu Bin can also perform eight feints in a second.

Zhang Wei shut his mouth and stopped singing "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" amidst the reading aloud.

Beside Li Yan, Mei Mengqian sat upright, not daring to make any big movements.

Zhou Qinqin rolled her eyes, trying to scare the person she was trying to scare, but instead startled a flock of quails around her.

However, with two consecutive English classes in the morning, she always had a chance to get her revenge.

Negative reviews!?
Not hanging up the little sweet potato was already out of consideration for the teacher-student relationship.

Originally, the two periods on Tuesday morning were math, but the math teacher had something to do, so they switched with Zhou Qinqin.

So, less than five minutes into the English class, Zhou Qinqin coughed.

"I'll ask a student to translate this text, and then I'll explain it."

The classroom fell silent instantly. Li Yan sensed something was wrong, and his intuition was right.

Zhou Qinqin happened to be looking over and said with a smile:

"Li Yan, your English is the best, so you can translate."

"call--"

A collective sigh of relief rippled through the crowd. The sacrificed student council member had secured his safety; thank goodness!
Yu Bing, sitting in the front row, was a little puzzled. "Why did Qin Bao suddenly ask Li Yan to translate? Didn't she used to like asking us to translate?"

"I don't know." Guo Cailing shook her head. "It's better not to be singled out."

"It was obviously me first!"

"?"

Guo Cailing glanced at her. "No, it's Zhou Haiyang who is. He's the class representative. So, you've overrated him, and Li Yan has overrated you."

Lin Yufan, who was next door, was speechless. What kind of outrageous words were those?

After the English class ended, Li Yan was called to Qin Bao's office and given some money for teaching on his behalf.

"Hey, take any of these snacks you want."

Li Yan glanced at the large bag she had taken out, and then looked at the drawer.

"Teacher, I just saw there were still some inside."

"No, that's mine," Qin Bao suddenly changed her mind, "I bought it for my son."

Li Yan pointed to a bag of unfinished Want Want Little Buns in the corner.

Qin Bao remained silent, and finally gave half of her son's steamed bun to Li Yan.

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(End of this chapter)