I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 440 Ugly Three-Dimensional Creatures
Qin Ning touched the gift box in his arms, thinking of what his good brother Wang Hui had said last night.

"Nine hundred is just right, Ningzi, for a long and lasting relationship."

Qin Ning was thrilled, believing that all the effort had been worthwhile.

He glanced at the empty classroom in the morning, quietly took out the gift box containing the watch, and placed it in Zhang Keke's desk drawer.

What follows is a long wait.

One by one, the students entered the classroom, and gradually, he finally saw that figure.

She sat down beside me, her head slightly bowed as always.

A refreshing fragrance filled the air, and Qin Ning smiled.

"Good morning, Zhang Keke."

"Well, morning."

Zhang Keke nodded and put down her heavy schoolbag.

You need to take yesterday's in-class assignment out of your desk and hand it in.

Suddenly, I noticed an exquisitely packaged gift box placed right in the center.

Zhang Keke was taken aback, and when she caught Qin Ning's gaze out of the corner of her eye, she lowered her head slightly.

She doesn't like boys.

He doesn't like girls either.

She only likes herself.

Moreover, most three-dimensional beings are ugly, so two-dimensional beings are more to her liking.

Moreover, the three-dimensional beings always like to talk to her.

The two-dimensional world is great; she is God, the observer, and an invisible ghost.

She can experience the raging storms, but she will never be disturbed.

Moreover, this packaging.
Zhang Keke opened the gift box and found that it was indeed a watch.

She looked at Qin Ning.

Then he took out his wallet, pulled out ten hundred-yuan bills, and handed them to Qin Ning.

"We'll refund your money, and we'll forget about the extra amount."

"you"

“I recognize this packaging. I had my dad buy the goods. My family owns the watch shop.”

Zhang Keke was unusually direct and concise; in reality, she just wanted to end the conversation quickly.

Upon hearing this, Qin Ning opened her mouth.

Was the online store for the branded watches he found owned by her family?
how so? !

Qin Ning was stunned for a moment, then pushed the money back.

"I want it. This watch is a gift I gave you, a meeting gift, yes! A meeting gift!"

He seemed to have convinced himself, but Zhang Keke had already returned the watch.

"You can choose one to take."

With that, she put on her headphones and ignored them.

Zhang Keke's grades were not outstanding, so her promotion to a higher class this time can be considered a stroke of luck due to her exceptional performance.

Therefore, she cherishes this opportunity and plans to stay in the top class as much as possible.

Having come from a regular class, she can appreciate the difference in the top class.

The learning atmosphere and the teachers' teaching attitudes are very different.

However, the pace of the advanced class is also very fast, and she needs to catch up quickly.

She hardly interacts with people in the three-dimensional world anymore, let alone people in the two-dimensional world.

She wanted to improve her grades so she would have enough pocket money to build her own anime/manga world.

Qin Ning was somewhat at a loss in the face of this cold attitude.

He noticed that every student who entered the classroom would glance at him.

Only then did I notice that ten bright red banknotes and a valuable gift box were placed on the table, which was far too conspicuous!
Qin Ning bit her lip tightly, thinking about the other party's attitude, their background of running a luxury goods online store, and those ten conspicuous and glaring paper bills.

The combined gazes of his classmates felt like a mountain, making it hard for him to breathe.

Qin Ning lowered her eyes and quickly took the gift box away.

"Take the money, I don't want it."

He still hoped Zhang Keke would accept the watch.

Instead of returning it!
“Li Yan, look at others, then look at me. I didn’t refuse your gift. How about that? Aren’t I good?”

Jiang Yingzhu turned her head, and Li Yan said.

"You idiot, my order hasn't arrived yet." Li Yan rolled his eyes.

"So what? I won't refuse, right, Mengmeng?"

"Uh-huh."

Mei Mengqian nodded, her gaze sweeping over Li Yan.

The things she ordered should arrive soon; she's using SF Express for expedited delivery.

“Then I won’t refuse. Aren’t I good?” Li Yan chose to echo the words of Jiang Yingzhu from South Korea.

Little Green Plum stopped moving.

My deskmate naturally started to change the subject.

"After all, our relationship is different. But speaking of which, Li Yan, what do you think it would take for Zhang Keke to accept a gift?"

"To build a closer relationship."

Hu Die said to Qin Ning, who came to ask for advice, "You should give her more small gifts in the future. She might already have this watch; who knows her family sells watches?"

Li Yan listened to these instructions with a strange expression.

It might be a bit difficult to build a close relationship with people who like anime characters.

"Speaking of which, isn't today Club Day?"

Lin Yufan said from behind, "Li Ping notified us yesterday, Li Yan, why don't you pull me into the music club?"

She also applied to start a dance club, but it wasn't approved.

Lin Yufan thought it was great that club members could move around freely during evening self-study.

Yu Qingya, holding the same thought, raised her hand to indicate that she would add one.

Yu Bing immediately became interested. "I'm from the music club. I'm here to assess you."

Li Yan glanced at her but didn't stop her. Instead, he looked at Ye Hui.

"Class monitor, could you use your evening break time to organize a recruitment drive on the playground? I'll have Mengmeng bring the student council members to assist you."

Ye Hui put down her pen, glanced at him, and nodded.

Mei Mengqian asked, "We all have things to do, what are you doing?"

"I am responsible for overseeing the overall situation and giving orders."

“It’s clearly just slacking off,” Mei Mengqian said.

Li Yan pretended not to hear, and then Yu Bing asked, "Then what am I doing with Zhu Zhu?"

"You're in charge of publicity."

"Do we need to recruit a lot of people?" Ye Hui asked. "Yes, we should. At least we should be able to form a marching band, then we'll be liberated."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up.

They'd been playing the drums for over a month, and they were already tired of it.

Jiang Yingzhu had been leading the singing for a month, and she was getting a little tired of it.

The time after noon.

The school playground quickly filled up with people, and signs for various clubs appeared on the playground.

Academic societies such as literature, mathematics, and foreign languages ​​are the main force and occupy the most prominent positions.

Li Yan's music club, along with the art clubs and calligraphy clubs of other classes, were in a relatively ordinary position.

The literary society, where Yu Bin and others met, was simply tucked away in a corner.

Ye Hui and her friends stood in the designated area of ​​the school, playing a tune every now and then. Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, they often attracted a large crowd.

Li Yan left the club area and wandered around.

I discovered that quite a few girls are following the arts and literature club.

Besides arts and literature clubs, clubs composed of sports-related groups are receiving more attention.

When he returned from his walk around, he found the music club area was already packed with people.

"Come one! Come one!"

Boys kept shouting from the crowd.

Ye Hui and the others were surrounded, with a classmate running up to register them every now and then.

Jiang Yingzhu held the microphone, looking a little embarrassed.

She just sang a song, but the melody didn't match.

As Li Yan walked towards the club, the crowd automatically parted to make way for him.

He took the head seat, picked up the microphone, and said, "The music club still needs to recruit twenty people. Everyone is welcome to sign up. You can come up and sing, and we will accompany you."

After she finished speaking, she retreated a little shyly.

But most of the boys and girls flocked to Ye Hui's direction.

Li Yan and Jiang Yingzhu are all handsome men and beautiful women. Why should they accompany us on the music?

It's so cool just to imagine it.

If you go back to class and brag about it, you'll be crowned king.

Jiang Yingzhu glanced at the line and thought Li Yan was going to sing, but he only said one sentence.

However, the response seems to be better.

"Many boys must have been attracted by us."

"Aren't there girls too?"

Li Yan does not have obsessive-compulsive disorder and does not require a 1:1 ratio of men to women.

"And having more boys is just right, they have more energy to play the drums."

Jiang Yingzhu glanced at him sideways. This guy was full of bad intentions and always thinking of ways to trick people.

Mei Mengqian glanced at him and said, "Li Yan, you just encouraged the people who joined to come up and sing. You weren't planning to choose someone who can sing better to replace Zhuzhu, were you?"

"That's the plan."

Yu Bing, who had nothing to do, exclaimed in surprise, "Li Yan, you're so smart!"

“He has bad intentions,” Jiang Yingzhu said.

"You're right, I've decided to dedicate a song to you."

Li Yan pursed his lips, walked over to the guitar, sat down, picked it up casually, and started playing.

The upbeat melody surprised Jiang Yingzhu and Mei Mengqian.

I thought Li Yan would play some sad songs, like, "Was your half-step back a serious gesture?"

Has this guy changed his ways and is planning to give me a gift first?!

"Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil"

It was still in German, and it didn't sound like they were speaking, Jiang Yingzhu and the other person thought to themselves.

However, the moment the next lyric appeared, the two immediately abandoned their idea.

"Schni schna schnappi, schnappi schnappi schnapp"

idiot?!
Jiang Yingzhu's eyebrows twitched as she looked at Li Yan, who looked at her and continued reciting the word.

Mei Mengqian silently took two steps away from Zhuzhu, pursed her lips, and suppressed a laugh.

Meanwhile, a group of students who were originally listening to Li Yan's performance had no more scruples.

"Wow, what song is this? It's so refreshing and unique."

"That senior is so much fun."

"To be honest, it sounds quite nice."

"Coach, I want to learn this."

"If you want to learn this, just find a coach," Li Yan thought to himself, before ending his performance.

Then he raised an eyebrow at Jiang Yingzhu, who walked up to him.

"How is it? Isn't it great?"

Jiang Yingzhu gave a forced smile, "It does sound quite nice. I've come to thank you properly!"

"It's not necessary."

"hehe!"

Jiang Yingzhu leaped onto Li Yan, grabbing him with one arm to prevent him from escaping, and pulling his ear with the other. She took a deep breath and then shouted:
"Shabi Shabi Shabi."

Li Yan touched his face; it was covered in drool.

"If you're going to swear, just swear, why spray so much water?"

"I'll spray, I have plenty of water."

Yu Qingya and Lin Yufan, who were watching the battle up close, exchanged a strange glance.

That sounds so strange.

The response to "Sabbi's Song" was very positive, and soon multiple viral videos appeared on Li Yan's account.

Then I was called over by the school leaders.

"Li Yan, the school is quite open-minded, but there are always some not-so-bright people in society who don't understand what you're singing."

"Don't worry, Vice Principal, I've already marked it as a German song."

Li Yan said something, while the vice principal coughed.

"Hey, whether you speak German or not doesn't matter. Just change your location to the No. 4 Middle School next door."

"Good, good, good," Li Yan gave a thumbs up.

Despite some setbacks, the music club still achieved its goal.

They successfully recruited twenty drum and bugle corps members, contributing to the school's prestige.

During evening self-study, Li Yan naturally led the club members away from the classroom to gather in the activity room.

Meet your loyal new club members.

(End of this chapter)