I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 379 Let's Make a Bet
"Ahem, Xiao Liang, the whole roasted lamb for tonight."

Sister Zhang said hesitantly.

"Go eat by yourselves," Liang Xueyi said coldly, then turned and left.

She was a student in an honors class, after all; she hadn't stooped so low as to seek out thugs.

Moreover, these people seem more like slackers on the surface.

Outwardly fierce but inwardly weak; all show and no substance!
However, Sister Zhang and the others were not happy, even though they had already started to look forward to it.

"No, Xiao Liang, you just want to teach that Zhu Gelin a lesson and get revenge, right? We'll help you."

"A guy like Zhu Gelin, if you scare him a little, he'll definitely back down. Then you can make him spit out everything he's swallowed!"

Upon hearing this, Liang Xueyi thought about it and felt that this was indeed the only way.

He could no longer get close to Zhu Gelin; now both sides had revealed their true intentions.

However, these people are somewhat unreliable, so she plans to try another method first.

"I'm not in the mood for roast whole lamb, so let's have barbecue instead."

"Okay, okay!" Sister Zhang and the others immediately agreed with great joy.

The group of people surrounded Liang Xueyi and went to the Three Sisters Barbecue.

He had become the de facto leader of this gang of thugs.

When Liang Xueyi arrived at the barbecue restaurant and saw Ling Ningshan, she felt a little embarrassed.

She's a relative of a classmate; she's eaten here several times and is quite familiar with the place.

But Sister Zhang and her friends around me don't seem like good people at all.

"This is my senior from high school. I brought her and her friends here to get something to eat."

Ling Ningshan didn't ask, but Liang Xueyi couldn't help but offer an explanation.

"Oh." Ling Ningshan nodded, took out the menu, and after mentally assessing her classmate's financial situation, recommended:

"What would you like to eat? We have a new dish, roast duck."

Meanwhile, Li Yan and Mei Mengqian had already returned to the classroom.

The multimedia system was on, and it was still showing a Korean women's dance troupe, but the group seemed to have changed.

Li Yan glanced at it twice; it was beautiful at first glance.

It's still beautiful at first glance.

Then I didn't want to look at it a third time, because it didn't leave any impression.

I forgot it after just one glance.

I have this feeling that the girl group I watched last year looks similar.

She gave one portion of dinner to Jiang Yingzhu, and Mengmeng also handed the extra portion she was carrying to Yu Bing.

Yu Bing received her dinner, saw the huge portion, and let out a burp.

Ahead of her, Jiang Yingzhu didn't seem to have a very strong appetite either, slowly picking up a piece of pork tenderloin and eating it.

“You don’t look very hungry,” Mei Mengqian said, puzzled. “Have you been hungry before?”

When people are very hungry, they tend to order a lot of food, but they can't actually finish it all.

Conversely, being hungry leads to a decrease in appetite.

"No." Yu Bing shook her head, eating a fried milk-flavored steamed bun that had softened slightly from being soaked in chili oil, as she said:

"Fanfan and Qingya gave me two big loaves of bread. I ate them while doing my homework and I got a little full."

“Me too,” Jiang Yingzhu said.
Mei Mengqian looked at Yu Qingya, and Yu Qingya then took out a caterpillar-shaped bread and handed it to her.

"Mengmeng will give this to you."

Mei Mengqian waved her hand in refusal, saying she had something to eat.

Just as she was wondering, Li Yan had already discovered the problem.

"Why are so many people in class eating bread today? Is there a discount at the bakery?"

Yu Qingya snapped her fingers. "Bingo, the class monitor is really smart. That cake shop on the back street is having a sale; it seems like it's going out of business."

"If I had enough money, I would have bought a cake."

When she mentioned the back street, Mei Mengqian immediately remembered the restaurant they had eaten at last year.

"How could it not be able to stay in business? The food there is really good."

"I don't know." Yu Qingya shook her head. "I also think it's good. The bread and cakes that the boss can't sell every day are sold at a 90% discount after 9 pm. I've gone to his house to buy cakes for late-night snacks or breakfast the next day after evening self-study several times."

“Me too!” Wu Wuwu, who was eating in front of us, chimed in. “It would be such a shame if they really went out of business. The bakery on the street ahead is expensive and the food is terrible. Sometimes you can even buy leftovers from the previous day.”

Hearing this, Ye Daijia, who was passing by, said, "I know that. My family is in business. That cake shop definitely didn't advertise! It's not like before. Even the best wine needs advertising!"

“That seems to make sense.” Wu Wuwu nodded, which immediately made Ye Daijia, who felt she had succeeded in showing off, feel smug.

Ling Ningshan shook her head slightly, "That cake shop is owned by my brother-in-law's family. They've advertised, and their target market is hospitals, schools, and residential areas, so they don't need much advertising."

Upon hearing this, those around him were immediately taken aback.

Li Yan also glanced at Ling Ningshan, and since Xiao Ning often gave discounts on barbecue, he decided to give her a hint.

"It's because of the discounts at night. Think about it in history books, why American capitalists would dump milk instead of giving it to others."

"Why?" Jiang Yingzhu asked, purely as a straight man; she wasn't really curious about these things.

"Because if they give it away, people won't buy it anymore. Instead, they'll hope that the capitalists can't sell their milk and will continue to give it away."

"Similarly, when Ling Ningshan's brother-in-law's shop offers discounts of up to 90% off in the evening, customers tend to concentrate their purchases during the evening sales."

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly understood. Ye Daijia repeatedly said, "So that's how it is." Ling Ningshan couldn't help but ask, "Is there any way to solve this?"

"Stopping the discounts is useless; the door has already been opened."

Li Yan thought for a moment and said, "You can put on a show where your brother-in-law transfers the shop, your sister takes over, changes the storefront, but keeps the products the same."

Ling Ningshan nodded and noted down the method.

The evening self-study session begins, and Monday is naturally Li Ping's Chinese class.

"Everyone, please pay attention."

As soon as he walked in, Li Ping said loudly:
"It's already the second week of October, and we just received a notice that midterm exams will be held at the end of the month!"

There was no reaction from the people in the classroom; they already knew about the monthly exam.

They continued to do their own thing, treating Li Ping's speech as nothing more than white noise.

Li Yan even saw that some people were asleep.

The voices of high school teachers are truly amazing. Someone who is full of energy before class will fall asleep after listening to just a few words.

Li Ping did not stop, and continued speaking:
"This midterm exam isn't just an internal school test; it's a joint test for all high schools in the city! Just like last semester, the top-performing students will receive a bonus." "Wow! The whole city!" someone exclaimed in surprise. "They're going all out!"

"Don't worry, with our grades, it's impossible for us to win first place."

"Damn it! Don't be so sad!"

Li Yan rested his chin on his hand, and could clearly feel the gazes from Ye Hui beside him, as well as Chen Xiyuan in the front row.

and many more!

He turned his head and caught Mengmeng secretly eyeing him with the look of a competitor.

Fine, fine, you want to argue too?

Li Yan pinched Mengmeng's leg.

His thighs were tightly encased in jeans, looking very muscular.

"What are you doing!?"

"Those who covet my throne deserve punishment," Li Yan said calmly. "So that you will know that what I give you is yours. If I don't give it to you, you can't take it."

"Chuunibyou!"

Mei Mengqian rolled her eyes. "The emperor's throne rotates, next year it'll be my turn."

Li Yan decided to put some pressure on his little classmate who was overestimating herself.

"Sure, sure, let's make a bet."

Mei Mengqian shrank her neck, "No."

Li Yan guessed that his deskmate had run out of courage for the day because he didn't get excited.

We can gamble again later.

Jiang Yingzhu didn't care about Mengmeng and Li Yan's casual remarks at all, and she treated Li Ping's words on the podium as utter nonsense.

She wants to secure a place in the top ten of her class first.

Citywide joint examination
Including those key high schools.

It still has some value.

Perfect, this will make Yu Bing accept defeat wholeheartedly.

Yu Bing, sitting in the back row, thought the same thing.

Meanwhile, Wu Wuwu, who was in the front row, turned her head and, as the third gatekeeper of the top ten, her gaze swept over the top ten.

The final image focuses on the weakest character, Jiang Yingzhu.
"?"

Jiang Yingzhu raised an eyebrow. No, another one.

While the top students, centered around Li Yan, were competing, Yu Bin in the back row raised his hand.

"Teacher, how are school bonuses calculated?"

"The top scorer in the city will receive a reward of three thousand."

As soon as Li Ping finished speaking, several people gasped.

If a high school student can get three thousand, that's practically a miracle.

“There are a thousand people in the top 100 in the city. But that’s still too difficult for you. Just keep an eye on the school rankings and double the bonuses from last year.”

Yu Bin's eyes lit up. Mercenary mode activated!
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yingzhu also recalled the hidden profession of this abstract art master.

The pressure suddenly became quite intense.

"Li Yan, explain this problem to me!"

Feeling stressed? Try Li Yan.

Li Ping was quite satisfied with what he saw.

Look, Jiang Yingzhu, who used to only play during evening self-study, has started to study.

Also, as the top student in the grade, the role of the class's academic representative has finally come into play.

Not easy!

It's still better to study. Jiang Yingzhu hasn't made any school rules for two months.

We must learn!

Li Yan was also quite surprised, not expecting Jiang Yingzhu to ask him that question.

I thought that arrogant person would keep up the act forever.

As expected, pressure is still necessary.

After Li Yan finished explaining a problem to Jiang Yingzhu, Mengmeng took over.

"You think you can use the knowledge I taught you to defeat me? That's a bit arrogant, Mengmeng."

“Zhuzhu also talked about it,” Mei Mengqian said.

Li Yan felt that these words sounded familiar.

Evening self-study time passed by while we were discussing problems.

The following Tuesday, Li Yan was still in charge of breakfast.

However, having cooked for himself yesterday, he was in the mood and decided not to cook again, opting instead to buy food from outside.

Before the senior student got up, Li Yan waved his hands repeatedly, and a basket of soup dumplings, three baskets of steamed dumplings, four fried dough sticks, and four servings of tofu pudding were all placed on the table.

Jiang Yingzhu took out 100 yuan in cash from her wallet and put it into the boss's cash register.

Breakfast is a breeze.

After breakfast, Jiang Yingzhu and her two friends went to early morning self-study.

Li Yan, on the other hand, did his duty as a student council member at the school gate.

He came here to experience something new.

I didn't experience this in my previous life.

It's not that things like student council officers are particularly worth reminiscing about.

He had already experienced many of these things in his previous life, and he only wanted to experience them from a different perspective.

This is the current state of schooling.

That's what makes it novel and memorable.

Perhaps this is what it means to have youth and the feeling of youth.

(End of this chapter)