I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 194 What is the use of the cross?
Jiang Yingzhu re-entered the ice rink and was able to skate freely. She quickly discovered Yu Qingya and the other person who were secretly watching her.

"What are you two looking at here?"

"Three women and one man are exercising," Lin Yufan said with a grin.

"Pooh!"

Jiang Yingzhu pushed off with her feet and rushed towards her. She grabbed her, and the two spun around and glided backward, like dancing.

"Oh, what are you doing?"

Lin Yufan was startled.

"Nothing much, let's practice ice skating."

"Dah!"

Behind them, Yu Qingya and Mei Mengqian walked together. Yu Qingya said something to Mei Mengqian that made her blush.

This is the scene that Li Yan saw after taking his senior for a walk.

Li Yan took out his phone and took a few photos. Hua Junshu glanced at them for a moment before sliding towards Jiang Yingzhu and the others.

So Li Yan took a few more photos.

Jiang Yingzhu insisted on having a competition with the girls, and even wanted to try figure skating.

She might really think of herself as a genius.

Unsurprisingly, he fell a few times.

Li Yan followed not far away, offering no assistance, but instead letting out a gloating laugh.

"Are you trying to die, Li Yan? Help me up!"

"Geniuses always get back on their feet. Keep it up!"

Hua Junshu couldn't bear to watch any longer and pulled Jiang Yingzhu up.

Jiang Yingzhu was actually fine, but the fact that Li Yan saw her embarrassing herself was the biggest problem.

The moment she stood up, she accelerated with a few pushes on the ice and crashed directly into Li Yan.

"Hey, hey, you're a suicide truck!"

Li Yan quickly caught her, otherwise she would have crashed into the guardrail behind her.

Jiang Yingzhu will be fine, but the guardrail might be.

The thought that his carefully crafted protective shield would be exposed in such a place made Li Yan feel uneasy.

Jiang Yingzhu crashed into him, but the heavy impact did not knock Li Yan to the ground as expected.

Instead, it simply glided backward smoothly for a while.

It looked as if she had willingly thrown herself into Li Yan's arms.

Jiang Yingzhu did indeed feel someone's embrace.

And the maternal smiles from those around them.

She immediately felt uncomfortable.

"You...you let me go!"

"Oh." Li Yan glanced down at her.

"Humph!"

Jiang Yingzhu turned her head away and quickly slid away.

At this moment, Mei Mengqian, who was watching nearby, raised her hand.

"Li Yan, don't move, I want to play too."

As she spoke, she rushed over, and Jiang Yingzhu was startled and subconsciously stepped aside.

Immediately, Li Yan felt a slight impact, a little lighter than Jiang Yingzhu's, but it was nothing special.

Mei Mengqian acted impulsively just now, but when she actually bumped into him, she was so embarrassed that she almost died. Moreover, the strange looks from the people around her made her even more hot-faced.

Without even thinking of speaking to Li Yan, Mei Mengqian broke free from his embrace and quickly left.

She instinctively hid behind Yu Qingya, but this person was also a bystander.

"Hehe, Mengmeng, you were so bold just now."

"Stop talking."

Mei Mengqian glanced at Li Yan and saw that he seemed to beckon to her senior, and then the senior rushed up and was hugged.

He puffed out his cheeks and pinched Yu Qingya with his fingers, but it didn't feel right. He always wanted to pinch something else.

In the evening, everyone went out for hot pot.

"Senior, how did you make this dipping sauce? It's so delicious!"

"Sesame paste, a suitable amount of chili," Hua Junshu thought Jiang Yingzhu was asking for advice, so he explained carefully.

Jiang Yingzhu and the others were listening attentively at first, but when they heard a bunch of words in short, appropriate amounts, they were completely overwhelmed.

Yu Qingya posted a photo in the class group chat. After all, it's New Year's Day, so of course we should eat something nice; the class group chat was also sharing photos of dinner.

Upon seeing Yu Qingya's comment, a group of people immediately responded.

Ye Daijia: Hot pot, can you eat this much by yourself?

Yu Qingya: And Fanfan, Mengmeng, Li Yan, and senior Hua Junshu.
Hu Die: Five people and this is all we're eating? Look at mine!
Hu Die posted a picture of an exquisitely plated Western meal.

Hu Die: This is what you call a feast, elegant! Hot pot is so outdated.

Right there, Yu Bing jumped out and posted a photo of a baby lobster, king crab, a large steak, and a wine glass.

It looks more upscale.

Yu Bing: This is what I call good.

Hu Die fell silent, constantly zooming in on the image to examine the details, trying to determine its authenticity. Chen Xiyuan stepped forward.

Chen Xiyuan: What's so great about Western food? I'll go to Mount Tai and show you authentic Shandong cuisine.

Ma Liang: Why isn't there any staple food? Are you eating vegetables instead of rice?

Chen Xiyuan: What do you know? It's just flatbread and steamed buns. You're so ignorant.

Ma Liang: Then why are there a few scallions left there? Are they just for decoration?
Zhang Wei: How could that be? Look how thick and long that scallion is, it's definitely meant for whipping people.

Zhang Wei: I've heard that Shandong has a lot of rules and regulations, you know what I mean?

Chen Xiyuan: You know nothing! Don't you know what a scallion pancake is? Sandbird!

Jiang Yingzhu, who was originally keen on hot pot, was also attracted by the group chat and took out her phone to join in.

Jiang Yingzhu: Mount Tai, I want to go too. I heard it's quite difficult to climb.
Jiang Yingzhu: Chen Xiyuan, have you climbed up yet?
Five minutes later, there was no news.

Jiang Yingzhu posted a question mark, @Chen Xiyuan.

Chen Xiyuan: Actually, it's not that bad. Although I didn't reach the summit, I did see the view from the top.

Chen Xiyuan: I want to leave my expectations for my future self.
Yu Bing: If you're bad at cooking, practice more. Let me try to cook it in one go.
Elementary school students are always brazen on the internet, just like her nickname.

Jiang Yingzhu agreed with this statement and chose to paste it.

Jiang Yingzhu: Practice cooking more, then I can cook it in one go.
Below, everyone followed the same formation.

After finishing their hot pot meal, everyone went home.

The following Tuesday, I need to go to school.

Inside the classroom, a new round of homework battles is underway.

Li Yan returned to his seat and found a cup of milk tea.

1. "Who sent this?"

He looked at Yu Bin, who arrived very early every day, but Yu Bin didn't know either, and shook his head.

"I don't know, it's definitely not from our class."

The girls in the class had all seen Li Yan play with Mei Mengqian, Jiang Yingzhu, and Hua Junshu, so even if they had any ideas, they were too young to even think about it.

Li Yan pushed the warm milk tea onto Mei Mengqian's desk.

"You drink it."

"Okay."

Mei Mengqian was delighted to have something delicious to drink so early in the morning.

Li Ping didn't come to the morning self-study session for Chinese.

The classroom was still quiet because everyone was catching up on their homework.

Of course, there were also those who didn't do their homework but instead caught up on sleep.

Li Yan was surprised to find that Ye Hui was also catching up on sleep.

"Squad leader, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Hmm," Ye Hui answered slowly. Perhaps because she felt that as the class monitor she shouldn't be the one to sleep, or perhaps because she didn't often sleep in the school classroom, she couldn't fall asleep.

"I was rushing to finish my homework last night, and I didn't go to sleep until 3 a.m. today."

Li Yan understood; he had done this kind of thing often in his previous life.

I go to bed at three or four in the morning and get up at five or six in the morning to rush to the seven o'clock morning self-study session.

Because he lives alone, he experiences the hellish scenario of sleeping for just one more minute and waking up at eight or nine in the morning.

Mei Mengqian overheard their conversation and asked in confusion, "The class monitor doesn't seem like the type to procrastinate on homework, so why is he rushing to finish it on the last night?"

"I have something to take care of at home."

Ye Hui yawned.
Mei Mengqian didn't ask, but suddenly saw Li Yan take out a small silver cross from the drawer and give it to Ye Hui.

"A cross?! What's the use of that? Why are you giving it to me?"

"Refreshing".

(End of this chapter)