I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 195 I just want to hear pigs grunt.
Ye Hui was speechless, but the joke was indeed quite refreshing.

"Thank you then."

Ye Hui, who hadn't slept well, fell asleep immediately after having two math classes in the morning.

Many students in the class were also asleep, which left math teacher Zhao Ziwei quite helpless.

After lecturing for half the class, he couldn't help but say, "Look at you all. You're all young people, how come you have no energy at all?"

"In math class, you might lose an eraser in the blink of an eye and then look up and not understand anything. How dare you sleep? The final exams are next week, and you still dare to sleep?"

The moment the words "final exam" were uttered, everyone in the classroom perked up.

There's a surprise, because we'll have a holiday right after the exams.

There is fear, because the holiday will only begin after the exams are over.

Some were filled with fear and trepidation.

"Teacher, is there really an exam next week?!"

Zhao Ziwei has been teaching for so many years, after all.

Even if the school hadn't given any notice, she knew it was almost time.

She dropped a bombshell, and seeing that the students in the classroom were much more attentive, she continued to give them instructions.

"That's right, prepare well. Your exam results will determine your class and subject placement. Whether you get into the honors class or a regular class is up to you."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shuai, who had worked hard for a semester but only had a meal with his math teacher, immediately became excited.

"Brother Wei, do you think the math teacher is hinting that he's afraid I'll leave?"

Zhang Wei spent three days of his vacation playing eroge (adult games), and almost fainted at his computer desk. Some of the developers are just idiots; not only is the text long and tedious, but they also make a bunch of useless little games.

He's already playing eroge (adult games), is he here to play casual games?
He didn't even have the energy to reply to Xiao Shuai's words.

“I think it’s very likely.” Zhang Wei didn’t answer, but Ma Liang said, “Brother Xiao, if you keep going, you’ll definitely see hope.”

Zhang Wei felt they were arguing a bit, so he spoke up: "Liangzi, let me ask you, if you were given a chance to avoid working hard for twenty years, would you choose it?"

"Then I'll definitely choose it," Xiao Shuai said, his eyes lighting up.

“Very good.” Zhang Wei pointed at him. “Your lifespan has been reduced by twenty years.”

"Wori, Nitoma!"

Zhang Wei yawned, finally ending the topic that had been tempting him to overcome his sleepiness, and closed his eyes.

After math class, the sickly students in the classroom suddenly recovered.

Mei Mengqian pulled Li Yan outside and pointed to the sky.

"Look, it's snowing, isn't it beautiful?"

"Beautiful," Li Yan said, looking at her.

Mei Mengqian was stunned for a moment, then blushed. "I said, where's Xue!"

"I wasn't talking about you."

"They're just lying."

Snow is rare in the south.

The sleet was as small as broken jade, but it was enough to amaze the entire school.

Li Yan gazed at the snow scene outside the window; this time, it truly had nothing to do with him.

It was cold outside, but that didn't dampen everyone's enthusiasm for seeing the snow.

Jiang Yingzhu also ran over to see.

Li Yan was still in the teaching building across the street when he saw the senior student leaning against the railing, looking out.

But the snow was rather light; Mei Mengqian stretched out her hand and could only see a few glistening flakes after a long time before they quickly melted.

"Hey, this is too small. I wish it were bigger."

"Snow is formed when water vapor in the upper atmosphere sublimates into ice crystals at around -12°C. These ice crystals then grow by colliding with supercooled water droplets in the clouds."

Chen Xiyuan adjusted his glasses and continued to explain.

"Although the upper-air temperature is low enough, the near-surface temperature is relatively high. Coupled with the lack of continuous updrafts to allow ice crystals to fully coalesce, such weather can at most form microparticles that do not reach the level of moderate snow."

"Oh my, Zhizhixing is putting on an act again. This time, the knowledge isn't very advanced."

Hu Die walked by, speaking lightly, expressing her dissatisfaction with her comments last night about her Western food being subpar.

"I still prefer the way you tell the Water Margin stories. By the way, what prize did you win?"

Chen Xiyuan's face stiffened; he only had one award for excellence.

There is one for every program I participated in.

Li Yan ignored Hu Die, who was performing crosstalk there, and looked up at the sky, casting several spiritual energy runes into the clouds.

Suddenly, a chill began to spread, slowly descending from the sky.

It wasn't until halfway through the second period that anyone noticed.

"By the way, has the temperature dropped?"

The classrooms at No. 6 Middle School have air conditioning, which can be turned on; it's not just for show. The classrooms are all heated. Liang Xueyi, who was by the window before, hadn't noticed it, but now she sees the ice flowers.

“Right, Xueyi, are you cold? I have a hand warmer here,” said Yang Xiong, who was next to him.

Liang Xueyi gave a sweet smile. "Is this okay? That's for you, right? What if you get cold if I use it?"

"How could it be Xueyi? I'm not cold," Yang Xiong said, trying to sound calm, wearing only a down jacket and a base layer.

Only his fellow male classmates knew how cold he was.

They endure the physical strain outside and recover their strength inside the classroom.

Li Yan remembered that he used to be like that, but he didn't care anymore.

The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class, and an announcement came over the loudspeaker.

"Notice: Due to weather conditions, today's extended recess gymnastics exercise session is cancelled."

A gasp rippled through the classroom, and when someone left, an even louder gasp erupted.

"It's snowing! So much snow!!"

Immediately, a large number of people rushed out.

Actually, the snow outside had stopped, but the school was completely covered in a blanket of white.

"Let's go down and build a snowman," Mei Mengqian said, glancing at Li Yan and then at Yu Bing and the others.

"How about it!"

"I want to have a snowball fight."

"Never mind, let's get down first, or we'll be gone." Lin Yufan had sharp eyes and had already spotted someone appearing in the small square.

The group quickly went downstairs.

Li Yan followed him down.

As for whether his transformation of light snow into heavy snow would be noticed as unusual.

The anomaly will definitely be noticed.

But that was due to abnormal weather; the meteorological bureau wouldn't allow it.

What does it have to do with him? He's just an ordinary high school student.

Li Yan has never displayed the special effects of a cultivator. Even if he said that he was the one who caused the snow, people would only say, "Oh, right, right!"

The number of people in the small square increased rapidly. Just as Li Yangang slowly walked to the edge of the flower bed, a snowball flew over.

He raised one hand, caught the snowball firmly, and then looked in the direction from which the snowball had come.

Jiang Yingzhu raised her hand and gave her another one.

Li Yan threw a snowball, and the two white balls collided in mid-air, exploding into snowflakes with a bang.

"Holy crap!" Yu Bin, who had just finished building a large snowball, was stunned when he saw this scene.

He looked at Xiao Shuai, who was equally amazed, and said, "Xiao Shuai, let's give it a try too!"

"ojbk!"

As soon as Xiao Shuai agreed, he saw Yu Bin lift up a snowball the size of a human head and throw it over like a basketball.

"Damn it, this has no sense of martial ethics!"

He glared at it and quickly dodged; if he had been hit, he would have been dealt with severely.

Li Yan hid behind a tree.

There was no way around it; Yu Bin wasn't the only one who lacked martial ethics, but also Jiang Yingzhu and others.

There's no such thing as a group of people attacking one person.

The small square is getting more and more crowded, while the snow is getting less and less.

It's not that there's less snow, but rather that there's less clean snow.

Mei Mengqian and the others were still a little reluctant to leave.

Li Yan took them to buy some grilled sausages and a cup of U-Love-Me.

Sipping milk tea, I hummed along to a song on the radio as I walked upstairs.

"I look at your face, gently strumming chords~"

Jiang Yingzhu felt that he sang quite well, but his voice was too soft.

"Speak louder, I can't hear you."

“If you actually heard it, you wouldn’t be happy about it.”

Li Yan glanced at her and Mengmeng beside her, who looked on with agreement. This was a sweet little song.

With your thick skin, you probably won't even make it to the chorus.

"I want to hear it, it's on the radio."

"Tch, I just want to hear pigs grunt." Jiang Yingzhu said, then returned to the classroom.

As long as I run fast, my counterattack won't be able to catch me!
(End of this chapter)