I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 160 Exposing the Photo Album
"You want to make me lose my job?"

The aunt at the window repeated Qian Jiarou's words with a smile, then her face immediately fell and her voice became solemn.

"You can try!"

Qian Jiarou never expected that a mere cafeteria employee would be so arrogant and dare to stand up to her.

Just as she was about to say "let's give it a try," a deep, resonant voice suddenly interrupted.

"Manager Huang, why are you personally getting food from the window? Why are you arguing with this student?"

director?

Qian Jiarou was taken aback when she heard the address. She turned her head to look in the direction from which the voice came and saw Principal Jiang Ting standing beside her at some point.

Just then, Supervisor Huang, who looked like a cafeteria lady, said:
"It's the first day of the business, so of course I had to come and see for myself. But I didn't expect that the students here would be so individualistic, saying that if I didn't get her food, I would lose my job."

Jiang Ting's face darkened, and he glanced at Qian Jiarou.

"Don't worry, Manager Huang. Apart from a few students, most of our students are very polite. I will handle this matter."

After saying that, he didn't give Qian Jiarou any face and directly said to her on the spot:
“Qian Jiarou, right? Apologize! Even if she’s not a supervisor, but just an ordinary cafeteria worker, what you just did was still wrong.”

Although Jiang Ting was somewhat wary of the Qian family's influence in Huangcheng, their main business was still the supply chain, which had little to do with the Sixth Middle School.

Moreover, Qian Jiarou is not the only descendant of the Qian family, so he doesn't need to give her too much attention.

Hearing this stern rebuke, Qian Jiarou suddenly realized that the person she had just confronted was actually the person in charge of Qiqi Company here!
Her face suddenly changed, turning pale. She had come to build a closer relationship with Qiqi Company, but she hadn't expected to offend someone directly.

This can't be told to anyone, otherwise my family will laugh me to death over the New Year for the stupid thing I did.

Qian Jiarou gritted her teeth, choosing to let the matter rest, and bowed slightly to Manager Huang at the window.

"I'm sorry, I was reckless just now!"

Supervisor Huang waved his hand without saying anything.

It's not like it's her child, she can't be bothered to educate him.

Qian Jiarou slunk away with Meng Weiyang and Qi Yunfeng.

As she was going downstairs, she bumped into Ye Hui.

Qian Jiarou's expression changed for a moment, then she said with a smile:
"Ye Hui, can't get in line anymore? What a pity, the second floor is VIP, even I couldn't get in just now."

Ye Hui glanced at her indifferently. When Qian Jiarou's eyes met hers, she felt a tremor in her heart, as if her actions had been seen through by Ye Hui.

"My classmate is a VIP, and he asked me to go up."

Ye Hui casually tossed out a sentence, then walked past Qian Jiarou and the other two upstairs.

Qian Jiarou and the other two on the stairs changed their expressions, took a few steps back, and looked down at the second-floor platform.

Then he arrived beside Jiang Yingzhu, who had intercepted the VIP coupon.

She also sat next to Li Yan, who was the top student in the grade, and of course she knew him.

At this moment, Qian Jiarou transformed into an inheritor of intangible cultural heritage and a master of face-changing.

Ye Hui thanked Li Yan and then sat down to eat.

She overheard Li Yan's conversation with his classmates that morning and knew that he was probably connected to Qiqi Company.

However, Ye Hui had no intention of asking.

After the meal, everyone dispersed.

Some took a nap, while others went shopping.

As afternoon classes were about to begin, Li Yan headed to the radio station.

Soon, his voice came through the radio station.

"The next song is dedicated to Hua Junshu from Class 1, Grade 11. Happy birthday to her!"

A birthday song rang out on campus, causing a slight stir in the senior high school buildings.

Since you played "Happy Birthday" for Mei Mengqian last time, it's not unusual for the radio station to request songs to celebrate birthdays.

It happens two or three times a month.

Some couples even come to Li Yan to request songs, and they also add "so-and-so" to the song request.

Anyway, Li Yan was always looking for trouble.

The couple was punished shortly after the song ended.

Although requesting birthday songs on campus is not uncommon, Hana Junshu is still quite famous at school.

She is good-looking and has good grades.

A girl who possesses any two of the above qualities is well-suited to succeed on campus.

Not to mention that Hua Junshu has both.

Inside Class 1, Grade 11.

Hua Junshu lay on the small pillow Jiang Yingzhu had given her, listening to the birthday song playing outside, and squinted her eyes slightly.

Next to me, my deskmate asked curiously, "Shushu, who picked out this song for you? Are you in love?"

"No, just a few friends."

Upon hearing that it was a group of friends, the students who were initially interested immediately lost interest.

Li Yan, a student in Class 1 of Grade 11, returned to the classroom after finishing his broadcast.

I sat down and subconsciously asked the person next to me.

What classes are in the afternoon?

"Politics, History, and Geography".

"Oh, it's a storytelling session."

The three afternoon classes are all humanities subjects. For most students in the class who will choose science, the afternoon is no different from studying on their own, and can also be used to catch up on sleep.

As for listening, I won't listen too much; I'll just memorize the textbook during exams.

That's why teachers of the three humanities subjects all tell their own stories in class to attract attention.

Or they might tell some strange or unusual stories—"When I was a child in the countryside..." "That year, something happened in such-and-such place, a dismemberment..."

Li Yan wasn't interested in any of this; he'd already heard it all before.

……

evening.

Li Yan, along with Jiang Yingzhu and Mei Mengqian, waited for the senior on the second-year floor, and then went to a restaurant outside the school for dinner.

Having booked a small private room, Li Yan stood up and said to the three of them:

"You guys order first, I'll go out and get something."

Jiang Yingzhu waved her hand and pulled her senior to let her order.

Hua Junshu was actually a little embarrassed because he hadn't done the same for either of them on their birthdays. At least Mei Mengqian had given him a gift, but he had missed Jiang Yingzhu's birthday.

But at the same time, the feeling of having someone to celebrate her birthday with also warmed her heart.

Hua Junshu held the menu and glanced at Jiang Yingzhu and the other person.

"Then let's order some stir-fried pork and shredded pork with sweet potato noodles first. What else would you like to eat?"

Jiang Yingzhu and Mei Mengqian exchanged a glance, and finally Jiang Yingzhu took the menu, selected several signature dishes, and then clicked OK.

Want some beer?

"No, I don't think so. I still have evening self-study."

Mei Mengqian said that they had not decided to skip evening self-study.

Not long after, Li Yan walked in from outside, carrying a cake in his hand.

After all the dishes were served, they blew out the candles first.

Happy birthday, senior!

"Happy birthday!"

"Huuuu!"

Just as Jiang Yingzhu was about to speak, she felt a sweet sensation in her mouth as a small piece of cream was fed to her.

In the dim light of the room, she saw Hua Junshu holding a small spoon, smiling as he looked at her.

"Alright, let's eat. You guys are already making me very happy."

It was very rare for her to express her emotions proactively.

Normally, she has no expression.

Jiang Yingzhu and Mei Mengqian often had to guess whether their senior was angry.

After all, they still didn't fully understand the questions even after listening to them several times.

"Wow, senior, you're smiling! Take a picture, quick!"

Jiang Yingzhu reacted with the same astonishment as if she were seeing something extraordinary, and Mei Mengqian nodded in agreement.

Hua Junshu was embraced by them and made a peace sign. She had a faint smile on her face, but her gaze was fixed on Li Yan, who was taking the picture.

Doesn't she smile often?

I was laughing just now, and I was still photographed.

Thinking about this, Hua Junshu suddenly realized that whenever his emotions fluctuated and his face showed expression, it seemed that Li Yan was taking the photos.

A feeling, tinged with a touch of fate and destiny, arose in her heart.

Unable to resist, Hua Junshu suddenly felt a sour feeling well up inside her, like wild grass in spring, growing rapidly and spreading from her limbs to her whole body, making her tremble slightly.

She couldn't quite describe what the feeling was like, but the smile captured in the camera seemed even more radiant.

After the photos were taken, Jiang Yingzhu, as the older sister, wanted to take them to see, and Hua Junshu and Mei Mengqian also crowded around her to look at them.

"Wow!" she exclaimed, "Your smile is so beautiful!"

"Zhuzhu is also very pretty."

"of course!"

Li Yan liked to interrupt her arrogant behavior.

"That's because I'm a good photographer."

"Good for you, it's clearly because we have the better foundation."

Upon hearing this, Li Yan picked up his phone.

We found a photo of him taking a picture of Jiang Yingzhu from a high vantage point.

"Look, is your foundation alright?"

In the photo, Jiang Yingzhu, who is 1.7 meters tall, looks like a primary school student.

If she were any shorter, she could be in the same class as the fire hydrant next to her.

Upon seeing Jiang Yingzhu in the photo, Hua Junshu and Mei Mengqian couldn't help but chuckle.

"Hey, you jerk! Why did you take these kinds of photos? Delete them!"

Jiang Yingzhu reached out to tap the screen, but accidentally tapped the exit button.

Several photo collections were then displayed.

(childish ghost)

(Slightly cunning)

(Facial paralysis)

The photos displayed in the three collections correspond to Jiang Yingzhu, Mei Mengqian, and Hua Junshu, respectively.

Li Yan quickly put his phone away and immediately began to criticize Jiang Yingzhu.

"Jiang Yingzhu, are you looking through my photo album to see my private photos?"

"Pah! Don't change the subject, take that...what was that thing? Let's see it."

Jiang Yingzhu stared at him, gritting her teeth. What childish nonsense! She was childish?!
Hua Junshu and Mei Mengqian also looked at him.

"take it out."

"I want to see."

Li Yan scratched the back of his head and put his phone in his pocket.

"What? What are you talking about?"

"I saw it," Mei Mengqian said, pouting. How was she scheming?

"Hmm." Hua Junshu nodded expressionlessly, believing that the term "expressionless" was inaccurate, and adding the word "big" to it made it even more inaccurate.

"Ahem, let's eat. The food will get cold if we don't eat soon."

Li Yan picked up his bowl and chopsticks and sat down by the door.

The three men looked at her, exchanged glances, and said in unison:

"Then we'll look into it after we finish eating."

"You are not allowed to delete it secretly," Jiang Yingzhu emphasized.

"We can't sneak away," Hua Junshu added.

"You can't put your hands under the table," Mei Mengqian added.

After the meal, Li Yan lost his cell phone.

(End of this chapter)