I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 342 Let's sign up!
Li Yan himself doesn't like drinking.

However, I couldn't resist the fact that the people around me loved to drink it.

He thought it was worth investing in this project.

"Squad leader, do you need to collaborate on this research and development project?"

"Huh?!" Ye Hui looked on in surprise.

She knew about Li Yan's background; his family owned a milk tea chain in Jiangcheng and had recently opened a fried skewer chain in Huangcheng.

It seems like she has absolutely nothing to do with her family's project.

Could they possibly launch a wine-flavored lemonade?

“I know people at the Huangcheng branch of Qiqi Company, and they seem to be considering investing in some by-product projects derived from the company’s main products recently.”

Ye Hui's eyes lit up slightly. "Really?"

"Of course, I can give you a phone number."

Li Yan blinked, seemingly unafraid of revealing his identity.

Frankly speaking, some top figures would definitely be able to discover, through the slightest clues, that there is someone behind 77 Company.

But even if they find out who he is, they probably won't believe it.

Which high school student could have a background worth hundreds of billions and still go to school without any problems?

A smart person would only think that this high school student is just another smokescreen.

After Li Yan and Ye Hui finished their conversation, Jiang Yingzhu secretly asked:

"Why are you interested in alcohol now?"

"not interested."

"Then why are you still investing?"

“But some people are interested.” Li Yan glanced at her.

Reading what was written in that glance, Jiang Yingzhu let out a soft hum.

"All you do is waste money. Just wait until you go bankrupt!"

"Fine, I'll live off you if I go bankrupt."

"Go! Go! Go!"

Mei Mengqian returned at some point and stood to the side listening. She clenched her fists and decided to work hard so that she could also have the strength to make Li Yan a kept man.

Li Yan was just fooling Jiang Yingzhu; if he knew what she was really thinking, he would laugh.

Forget about his past life, he's already started over. Even without a system, he doesn't need to rely on being a kept man.

And we'll have to wait a while before we can have this meal!
Mei Mengqian's family is considered well-off, but they lack commercial assets.

A banker's son may be a banker.

But a professor's daughter is not necessarily a professor.

My deskmate clearly had no intention of doing that.

Moreover, Jiangcheng University is not a good choice for academic research.

The morning passed quickly, and Zhu Gelin continued to tug at Liang Xueyi from time to time.

However, reality isn't like an urban romance drama where the male and female leads can be inseparable all day long.

Although they were classmates, they each had their own social circles.

Moreover, approaching people with a purpose is a laborious process.

So most of the time, they didn't interact.

This deprived Li Yan of a lot of fun.

However, fun is conserved; it doesn't disappear, it only shifts.

During the first period in the afternoon, Jiang Yingzhu was made to stand as punishment because someone reported her for sleeping.

Seeing that the atmosphere in class was not good, Li Ping simply started talking about things outside the textbook.

"I see that quite a few students haven't settled down yet. Some are sleeping in class, and others are playing on their phones."

"The second year of high school is the most important year of your high school life, a bridge between the past and the future. You're still playing on your phone? Don't think I don't know."

"You even deliberately chose to play during math and chemistry classes, taking advantage of the fact that Teacher Zhao and Teacher Yuan are easy to talk to!"

The classroom was eerily silent, everyone afraid that making a sound would trigger a massive phone check.

Meanwhile, Yu Bin and the others who were near the back row turned their heads to look at the corner of the back row of the classroom, near the trash can.

There, the court historians were still recording important events in the court!

"Damn it! That bastard Cheng Yuan, did he hold a grudge against me and forget to make him send me daily tributes?"

"Sigh, it's still a problem with the seats. The view from the trash can is just too good."

Yu Bin shook his head and glanced at Cheng Yuan, who was sitting upright, looking like a model and paying attention to his appearance.

We mourn for him.

At the same time, a flash of inspiration struck me.

"We might have to change seats after the monthly exam this month, and I think we should arrange a really cool deskmate for Cheng Yuan."

"How awesome is that?" Zhang Wei asked.

"Someone like Ye Daijia."

Yu Bin had reviewed the daily logs from the second half of the previous semester, which were mostly about Ye Daijia.

The fat man was so big that he perfectly blocked the human-shaped camera's field of view.

Zhang Wei instantly understood Bin Ge's thoughts, and then immediately raised a question: "Would anyone really want to sit next to Cheng Yuan?"

Immediately, all four of them fell into deep thought.

On the podium, Li Ping glanced at the slightly restless students below and continued speaking:
"I won't check your phone now, but if anyone doesn't do well on the monthly exam, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"In addition, the school received investment from 77 Company to encourage students to form some study clubs, similar to those in universities."

Before the class could get excited, he immediately poured cold water on their enthusiasm.

"However, if you can't sweep the top 30 spots in the grade in the monthly exam, don't even think about starting or joining any clubs in your class!"

Upon hearing this, the classroom fell silent; many students were excited about the club the school was going to organize.

But under Li Ping's threat, they had no choice but to suppress it by force.

After the Chinese class ended, the classroom suddenly became noisy.

"Clubs! Wow, the school is finally acting like a human being!"

"I'm going to start a Lolita Club!"

"A slave society!? That sounds absolutely perverted!"

"It's the Loli Club!" Xiao Shuai exclaimed excitedly.

"It's even more insane now!"

Aside from some bizarre rumors, Xiao Shuai didn't hear any well wishes from his good brothers. He turned around to look. His good brothers were all far away from him, but Yu Bin was still in his original spot.

"Brother Bin, you really are my soulmate!"

"Get lost! I moved too much and my leg cramped up!"

Unlike the back row, the front row is relatively quiet, but there's still plenty of discussion.

"Li Yan, let's sign up," Jiang Yingzhu said.

Upon hearing this, Li Yan nodded, then reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I hugged him."

"Are you sick?!" Jiang Yingzhu glared at him, feeling the gazes around her and her face burning.

"Die! Die! Die!!"

"I meant clubs and organizations."

"Oh." Li Yan released his hand.

"Clubs, Zhuzhu, what kind of club do you want to start?" Lin Yufan asked.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yingzhu thought for a moment and said, "I think the video game club is great."

The two of them, along with Yu Bing and Guo Cailing, chatted enthusiastically.

Li Yan felt a direct gaze on his side and turned to look at Mei Mengqian.

"You want a hug too?"

"No way!" Mei Mengqian rolled her eyes.

"Oh." Li Yan nodded.

Seeing this, Mei Mengqian puffed out her cheeks, drew a little person on the draft paper in front of her, and then kept drawing circles around the little person.

I'll draw a circle and curse you! You knew it!

Oh my god!!
Just then, Li Yan's voice came from the side again.

"If you won't report it, I will."

Mei Mengqian was taken aback, feeling a surge of shyness mixed with anticipation.

"I'm applying to the literary society," Li Yan's voice came again.

Mei Mengqian gritted her teeth and used the tip of her pen to cut open the little man's head.

"Why are you telling me this? I don't have time to go to the office."

Before she could finish speaking, she felt a tightening around her waist, and then she fell to the side, immediately enveloped by a fresh and natural scent.

Mei Mengqian's heart pounded like a deer's, and her cheeks flushed red.

"I'm polite, so I'll definitely mention it before I report it."

"Hey! What are you doing? Let go of me!"

Mei Mengqian blushed and whispered, "Zhuzhu is still right there."

"Do you not like it?"

"You're the one who likes it!" Mei Mengqian pushed him away, giving him a shy and reproachful look.
Li Yan smiled gently, "Yes, I like it."

Upon hearing this, Mei Mengqian felt like she was going crazy, and Yu Qingya, who had been silently observing the two of them, also felt like she was going crazy.

Oh no, this class monitor is too good at this!
Ahhh! It's so sweet!
I should have known better than to secretly observe by myself!
Yu Qingya bit the pen holder, her long legs fidgeting restlessly under the table.

Mei Mengqian was even more restless. Since there was no room for her in the seat, she stood up and ran outside to the restroom.

"You're really not easily amused." Li Yan shook his head and chuckled.

"What do you mean by 'can't be teased'?" Jiang Yingzhu paused her argument with Lin Yu, Fan Yubing, and others about the club, and asked in confusion when she sensed Mengmeng's movement.

"Mengmeng can't help but be teased."

"Don't bully her!" Jiang Yingzhu punched him lightly, then turned to Bing and said:
"I think the video game club is the best."

"Detective Agency!"

"I still think the dance club is better," Lin Yufan insisted.

“I don’t think any of yours are good enough,” Li Yan said, interjecting from the three.

"Huh?" Jiang Yingzhu and the other two looked at him. "Why?"

Li Yan pointed to the textbook, "The school encourages and promotes learning clubs."

"Dance is also a form of learning, isn't it?"

"Detectives can learn reasoning."

Jiang Yingzhu stammered for a while, then her eyes lit up, "Video games can improve social skills."

Li Yan glanced at her, thinking, "Since when has it become considered social interaction to exchange insults about other people's parents and ancestors?"

"These things have nothing to do with high school students' studies. To put it bluntly, what the school wants is for students to use their spare time to study subjects like mathematics and science independently, and to cultivate competitive talents."

"Believe it or not, even if you don't meet the requirements in the monthly exam, if you, Lin Yufan, say you want to start a math club, the homeroom teacher will immediately agree."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yufan and the others calmed down.

"This is too much, what kind of club is this?"

"Interest." Ye Hui rarely participated in a chat.

“Some high schools in big cities have also taken similar measures.”

Hearing the class monitor's affirmation, Guo Cailing, Yu Bing, and Jiang Yingzhu's interest immediately waned.

They are not interested in mathematics.

"Wouldn't that be incredibly boring?" Jiang Yingzhu felt it was a complete waste of time.

"No, under normal circumstances, the school will still support some non-special interest groups," Ye Hui said.

"However, these things depend on individual effort."

She continued, "This study club is probably for first-year high school students. We'll be seniors next year."

"Then I must leave something behind." Jiang Yingzhu felt she couldn't let the opportunity go to waste.

After thinking for a long time without coming up with anything, she nudged Li Yan.

"Do you have any idea?"

"Go ask your uncle first."

"Why? I don't want to use connections." Jiang Yingzhu frowned.

Li Yan shook his head. "I want you to ask if this is true. Don't let it end up like the poetry competition last semester, which ended without a trace."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yingzhu and the others remembered what happened last semester.

In the same way, they give you a heads-up before the exam, like a pep talk.

Did this happen after the exam?
(End of this chapter)