I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 344 What Did You Call Me?

Although Yu Bin's method was completely nonsensical, it was surprisingly good.

Through Cheng Yuan's probing, Xiao Shuai had basically figured out Zhao Ziwei's attitude.

"A teacher-student relationship is impossible. Actually, I had some expectations. I felt that the way Princess Ziwei looked at me was the same way my mother looked at me."

Xiao Shuai muttered to himself, then sighed, "Brother Bin, I've decided to give up. Ziwei is a good teacher; I can't let her down!"

Yu Bin glanced at him, knowing his good friend's abstract nature, and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

"You worked hard for a year, cleaning the blackboard and collecting homework for Princess Ziwei every day. You were practically a slave to Lin Yufan. Don't you feel sorry for yourself?"

After a moment of silence, Xiao Shuai's expression became affectionate and serious.

"Of course I know that wasn't my moon, but for a moment, the moonlight did shine on me."

"Stop!" Zhang Wei interrupted his passionate recitation. "Brother Xiao, when did the moonlight start shining on you?"

"I told you, Brother Ziwei treated me to a meal and set up a personal development plan for me."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei and Yu Bin exchanged a glance, and surprisingly, it made sense.

"Then you can continue memorizing."

"I don't feel anything anymore." Xiao Shuai shook his head. He had only heard it on the radio and hadn't remembered it all. He then took out his phone.

"Let's not talk about Princess Ziwei anymore, brothers. I have a new target, give me some advice."

"Could it be a cute little boy?" Yu Bin asked, slightly surprised.

Xiao Shuai was speechless. "How could that be? Small ones are cute, except for boys!"

After delivering a powerful declaration that resonated throughout the room, Xiao Shuai glanced furtively at the podium. Seeing that the teacher wasn't paying attention, he turned on his phone and opened a short video.

The video features a petite girl, similar in height to Bing, dressed maturely and carrying a schoolbag.

"Look! A chibi-style female principal!"

"Isn't it cute? It matches my aesthetic!"

"What do you guys think?"

Ma Liang gasped, "Hiss! It's the Exam Sacred Body!"

"Oh no! Sword Saint!" Yu Bin suddenly leaned back. "Handsome, do you have the money to sponsor his postgraduate entrance exam and civil service exam?!"

"Stop messing around, I'm serious." Xiao Shuai said solemnly.

"Whatever," Yu Bin patted his thigh. "Anyway, you don't have any money to be scammed."

Zhang Wei chuckled and took out his phone. "Brother Xiao, I have the QQ accounts of over a dozen female college students in the future, all from our school. Do you want them? I'll give you breakfast for a week."

"A dozen or so? Brother, I'm not that kind of person." Xiao Shuai said with a straight face.

"But Brother Xiao, specific people will get old, but intangible groups will always be young and beautiful. There are chibi-style female college students every year."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shuai felt as if he had been enlightened.

"Give me Monday's first!"

Ahead, Li Yan withdrew his observational divine sense, and the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

What are you planning to eat tonight?

"Stir-fried chicken, please."

Jiang Yingzhu did exercises for a whole class period and felt like her nose hairs were screaming with hunger. "Let's get some high-protein food to replenish our energy. Let's go to Three Sisters BBQ, with Ling Ningshan."

Ling Ningshan, who had just finished tidying up her homework, was forced to become a waitress. Her chubby cheeks puffed up, and she remained expressionless.

"I heard."

During the Sunday holiday, Li Yan studied the technology of winemaking and brewing, and also helped Huangcheng Qiqi Company's branch reach a cooperation agreement with Ye Family Winery Company.

Monday.

Ma Liang carried leek dumplings into the classroom as usual.

Then, I was shocked.

"Brother Xiao, why are you reciting texts? Shouldn't we be singing during morning reading time?"

Ma Liang recalled that during their early morning reading sessions, Xiao Shuai was always the first to sing in the back row of the choir; he was the vanguard.

However, now, he is loudly reciting the cryptic "Ode to the Epang Palace"!
"Hey! Monster, take this punch from me, Old Ma! Get off my brother right now!!"

Xiao Shuai blocked Ma Liang's attack with a blank expression, then glanced at Zhang Wei and said, "Brother Wei, you talk to him."

Zhang Wei nodded, "The future chibi-style girl will love poetry."

Ma Liang understood, and then sat down to eat breakfast with peace of mind.

After he finished breakfast, the morning reading session was about to officially begin, and Yu Bin, the last person in the back row, returned to his seat.

"The jade of Kunshan shatters, the phoenix cries."

Xiao Shuai was still reading and reciting when he heard singing coming from both sides.
"I didn't even turn around!"

"The cruelest moment~"

It was something I shared on my QQ space on Sunday.

He remained unmoved and continued reciting.

"Hibiscus weeps with dew, orchid smiles with fragrance"

"It turns out that people become gentle when they truly understand."

Through muscle memory, Xiao Shuai unconsciously continued with the next sentence.

Love is fluid and beyond our control, so why get excited and need a reason?

After he finished singing, he immediately realized what had happened.

"Ha, handsome, just accept your fate. You can't memorize it. Why don't you come back to our singing group!" Zhang Wei said.

"No, what will I do if I don't memorize for the college entrance exam?" Xiao Shuai picked up his book, reciting vocabulary aloud, but in his mind, he was already thinking, "I'm starting to understand," which then quickly turned into "What I Miss."

How can it automatically switch songs?
Damn it, that bastard Zhang Wei started singing.

Xiao Shuai tried his best to control his mouth, but he couldn't hold back any longer. He decided to change his mind and looked at Yu Bin, who was doing his homework.

"Brother Bin, aren't you afraid you won't be able to write classical poems if you don't memorize them?"

“Then I won’t write it.” Yu Bin said nonchalantly, “It’s only six points, but it will take me more than nine hundred days and nights. It’s not worth it.”

“Uh,” Xiao Shuai scratched his head, “but this is the only one that gave an answer.”

“That makes sense.” Yu Bin nodded, then added, “But have you thought about that, Shuai Zi?”

"What have you thought about?"

"We've done quite a few classical poetry recitation exercises since the beginning of high school. Even if we don't memorize the whole text, we can still remember a few lines. There are only a few questions on the college entrance exam, so we can always remember them."

"So why memorize the whole text? You'll get the hang of it as you practice."

"What if you don't know how?" Xiao Shuai questioned, after all, it wasn't appropriate to say this to his future female college student whom he had been chatting with online.

"No way, what can you do?" Yu Bin yawned. Xiao Shuai and Yu Bin's conversation was very clear in Group Two, and naturally, it was heard by the people in the front rows.

Yu Qingya disagreed, saying that she wasn't memorizing those things simply to pass an exam.

Jiang Yingzhu felt there was some twisted logic to it, so she nudged Li Yan.

Do you think I'm right?

“It depends on fate. If you memorize all of them, it means you’re defying destiny,” Li Yan said.

"I think I'm pretty lucky," Jiang Yingzhu said with a mysterious confidence.

Li Yan glanced at her sideways and pulled out a math test paper.

"In that case, from now on, morning Chinese reading will become morning math practice, and I'll supervise you."

Upon seeing the Huanggang exam papers, Jiang Yingzhu's expression changed drastically. "No! Get out of here!"

You can memorize Chinese texts and even use cards to joke around and relax.

You can't relax when doing math problems; if you're not careful, your train of thought will be broken.

Mei Mengqian chuckled to herself.

Just then, Li Ping walked in carrying a stack of papers.

The classroom was quiet for a moment, then a moderate reading voice rang out.

"Class monitor, come up here and hand out this club application form."

Upon hearing about the club application form, everyone in the class became excited.

"Li Yan, what kind of club do you suggest we form?"

"You've been thinking about this for so long and still haven't made up your mind?" Li Yan looked at Jiang Yingzhu.

"I can't believe I can play this game and get the school's approval," Jiang Yingzhu said, scratching her head.

I handed him the form that had just been handed out, and said, "You think of something!"

"The music club?"

"Um?!"

Mei Mengqian, who was originally uninterested in clubs, also looked over.

Yu Qingya, who was in the back row, immediately agreed when she heard his suggestion.

"It felt pretty good. Class monitor, wasn't your performance last New Year's Day just a band?"

Ye Hui, who was handing out forms to them, spoke up at the opportune moment, "The school has art students, and they can also choose vocal music as their art exam direction."

"So, the school won't refuse?!" Jiang Yingzhu's eyes lit up.

Even though all she can do is whistle, so what?

"Pretty much." Li Yan nodded, glanced at Jiang Yingzhu, and said, "What do you think? If there are no problems, let's start a music club."

Clubs were something he had never experienced in his previous life. There were clubs in university, but unfortunately he didn't join any.

Later, things took a different turn, and I didn't experience much of it.

And starting a club yourself sounds pretty good.

"No problem at all."

Jiang Yingzhu nodded in agreement, and Mei Mengqian handed over the form as well.

"I want to join in too."

"Me, me, me too," Yu Bing raised her hand.

After class monitor Ye Hui finished distributing the forms, she also joined the team that founded the music club.

According to the rules on the form, a club only needs three members to be established, and they now have five, which is more than enough.

So I filled in the corresponding information and submitted it.

"I wonder when it will be ready." Jiang Yingzhu was a little impatient.

"I reckon Li Ping's exam results will be out next month." Li Yan glanced at her and pointed to the Chinese textbook.

"Li Yan and the others have started a music club. Wei Ge, what do you think? Should we start a singing club or something?"

As Ma Liang spoke, he fidgeted a couple of times, "I ran into some high school girls on the way here today, they were really pretty. If we started a club together... hehe!"

"The singing club is terrible, and we all just sing awful."

Zhang Wei sat up straight. "However, I think it's still very necessary for us to do our part in contacting the first-year high school students and creating a harmonious environment at No. 6 Middle School."

Ma Liang nodded happily, then looked at Xiao Shuai, "Handsome guy, do you want to join?"

"What did you call me?"

"handsome guy!"

"Hmm, not bad, not bad. You should have called me that a long time ago. Our new club really needs a handsome guy to lead it out," Xiao Shuai said.

"Brother Bin, are you coming or not?"

"It's all right."

“Alright, we have enough people. What kind of society should we start?” Ma Liang asked.

“Since the goal is to connect with the freshmen, why not start an arts club? It sounds very artsy, and the freshmen will definitely like it,” Zhang Wei suggested.

“I like it too.” Ruan Yunfei from the back row poked her head out and interjected, her tone coquettish, which made the four of them tremble and dare not answer.

Oh no, I forgot my backpack!
“The arts and literature club is not suitable; we don’t have any talents,” Yu Bin said.

“Since Ryoko wants to attract girls, why not focus on the humanities? There are more girls in the humanities. I suggest we call it the Literature Club.”

"Brother Bin, that's brilliant!"

Their eyes lit up.

Mei Mengqian could hear the boys talking behind her even though she was in front of them. She and Yu Qingya exchanged a glance.

They were all speechless, never dreaming that the literary society would be set up like this.

Actually, they originally wanted to start one, but they considered that if the club were successfully established, they would definitely be very busy.

Recruiting new employees, organizing events, and so on all require people to do it.

Mei Mengqian wanted to write novels, read books, and study, so she didn't want to expend any more energy.

Moreover, the literary society is supposed to be for like-minded people who love literature, but Yu Qingya, who is right next to her, is one of them, so there is really no need to establish a club.

Yu Qingya had similar thoughts; besides studying, she also wanted to dance and go shopping with her girlfriends.

When it comes to clubs, you can just look at other people's when you actually start doing them.

At that time, you can either join in and comfortably reap the benefits, or you can choose not to join.

But none of them expected that the literary society was not founded for the sake of literature.

(End of this chapter)