Reborn to prepare for the college entrance exam, you're letting me retire and make a comeback?

"Damn, I've got it!"

"I hate this feeling of instant understanding!!"

Of the three, Zhang Liu, who was the first to have an epiphany, slammed his hand on the table, drawing puzzled glances from the surrounding classmates.

Zhang Liu stared blankly: "..."

During my student days, it wasn't uncommon for someone to suddenly shout during evening self-study, drawing everyone's attention and even causing laughter.

But high school students are always shy creatures, and being stared at by so many people will inevitably make them feel embarrassed.

Even the carefree Zhang Liu would feel embarrassed.

"Uh... cough cough, it's nothing, you guys continue."

Seeing everyone looking this way, Zhang Liu realized his lapse in composure and quickly covered his mouth, but his mind was already full of common topics for teenage boys.

Seeing that there was nothing exciting to see, the students all turned their heads away and continued studying.

"Oh, I see..."

"Kenko, you're so perceptive...Are you growing up soon?"

The other two boys were a beat slower to react, but they quickly understood something from Zhang Liu's exaggerated reaction, and their expressions immediately became subtle.

They exchanged a knowing look and chuckled softly.

Just then, Li Ting, the arts and literature committee member, curiously peeked over and asked, "What are you talking about? Why are there three of you?"

The pretty girl had only heard Zhang Liu shout "three things" and hadn't heard the context or seen Lu Qian's lip movements.

But after vaguely guessing the nature of the topic, she really wanted to talk about it with the boys.

Fun fact: Many teenage girls want to be close to boys, not because boys have many friends.

When a girl approached him to chat, Zhang Liu's eyes lit up, and he immediately blurted out, "Hey, isn't that easy? Movies are a big category, right?"

"Um, what about cartoons?" Li Ting asked.

Zhang Liu replied with a smile, "Just break this word down; then there are exactly three!"

He winked at Lu Qian as he spoke.

Heaven above, earth below, I, Zhang Liu, am sworn enemies of gambling and drugs!

Li Ting was stunned for a moment when she heard Zhang Liu's words.

He then burst out laughing, his cheeks instantly turning bright red.

She immediately understood, and spat out a reproachful rebuke: "You rascal!"

His tone didn't sound like he was really angry.

Then she turned her head away, covered her mouth, and chuckled to herself.

She's clearly a seasoned driver.

Her deskmate, also a girl, quickly leaned over and whispered, "Tingting, what did they say? What 'hooligan'?"

Li Ting covered her mouth and whispered a few words quickly into her deskmate's ear.

"ah?!"

The girl sitting next to Li Ting blushed instantly, covered her mouth, and shrugged as she and Li Ting secretly laughed.

Lu Qian understood what was happening as he watched this scene.

As I always say, you have to listen to girls in reverse.

A teenage girl might say "hooligan" but secretly think these boys know a lot.

Moreover, these two girls probably have a good impression of me; they just came over, probably trying to get my attention.

After all, when someone likes another person, their eyes don't lie.

Unrequited love is like a fire; when it burns beside you, it's impossible not to feel its intense heat.

Lu Qian understood this point.

He was well aware of his current market value. He had a young face with regular features, and had recently had some enhancements made to his appearance. He was the kind of person who grew on you the more you looked at him.

In addition, he has a humorous way of speaking, although he can be a little cheeky at times, but he can always make people laugh and provide a lot of emotional value.

All things considered, in this hormone-fueled high school campus, someone like him is actually the most popular with girls.

Lu Qian could even sense that when Li Ting's reproachful gaze swept over him just now, there was a hint of an indescribable smile in it.

"Tsk tsk, if I hadn't been so stubbornly fixated on Su Yuwei back then, my high school years might have been filled with many romantic opportunities..." he couldn't help but sigh to himself.

Young and naive, they didn't know the value of a life of luxury, and mistook green tea for a treasure.

At least this literary and art committee member in front of me, Li Ting, could have been won over back then if I had just taken one step forward.

He muttered subconsciously, "Love is like a towering tree, and your girlfriend is the root. Remember that."

Zhang Liu, who had sharp ears, immediately leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Brother Qian, since love is like a towering tree, how do you make it branch out and spread its leaves?"

Lu Qian rolled his eyes at him, annoyed: "Mind your own business."

Seeing that Lu Qian had brought up a new topic, Chen Ming, the boy at the table behind him who had been participating in the conversation, also joined in.

He pushed up his glasses and teased, "Lu Qian, I've noticed that after you broke up with Su Yuwei, did you suddenly have a breakthrough in your abilities?"

"You're quite the smooth talker today, spouting one witty remark after another. You're showing potential to be a scumbag."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liu and another boy sitting behind him nodded in deep agreement, their eyes filled with recognition.

They also felt that Lu Qian had become much more interesting than before, and when chatting with him, they always felt a sense of being backwards compatible.

In short, it's a very comfortable conversation to have, making you want to keep talking, and it can even get you hooked if you talk for a long time.

Hearing them say that, Lu Qian laughed.

He turned around, rested his elbows on the back table, and looked at Chen Ming.

"Is he a jerk?"

A playful smile curved his lips: "You're being narrow-minded. There's no such thing as a truly 'scumbag' in the world."

He paused, then slowly uttered, "If there were a lock that could be opened with any key, we would say that the lock is broken and of poor quality."

"But what if it's a key that can open any lock?"

He looked around, noticing the three boys' eyes widen in surprise, and said, word by word, "We call it—the universal key."

"Little brothers... get it?"

The younger brothers were instantly awestruck upon hearing this.

So that's how it can be understood?

Zhang Liu almost knelt down on the spot.

He clasped his hands together, as if to bow, and said, "Brother Qian, I'm bowing down in admiration. Your theory is practically the golden rule of scumbags!"

Chen Ming and his deskmate were also shocked and impressed, feeling that Lu Qian's words had opened the door to a new world.

Although it sounds a bit far-fetched, it makes a strange sense that's hard to refute...

"As expected of our Brother Lu Qian!"

"If you ask me, only that five-year-old kid who dated three girlfriends at the same time, who was exposed a few days ago, can rival you, Qian Gong..." Chen Ming joked with a smile.

"Oh yeah, yeah, I saw that news too! Holy crap, that kid's a genius!"

"Yes, yes, this is really exciting!"

"..."

As soon as Chen Ming mentioned the news, the boys had something to talk about again and started chattering away.

Although the self-study period wasn't completely silent, the sounds from the corners were still somewhat rustling, no matter how low they tried to keep their voices down.

Just as the atmosphere was getting more and more heated, several people simultaneously felt a chill down their spines.

Then, I subconsciously turned my head.

Holy crap!

pill.

"6!" Zhang Liu's smile froze.

I lowered my head, everything went black, and I fell asleep in three seconds.

Chen Ming and his deskmate instantly straightened their backs, staring intently at the exercise book in front of them: "Abandon, abandon, abandon..."

Lu Qian's reaction was a beat slower.

But the bloodline suppression made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

Looking up, they saw their homeroom teacher, Mr. Zhang, with his serious, square face, already standing next to their seats.

Old Zhang crossed his arms, his gaze behind his glasses sharp as an eagle, coldly scanning the group of them.

The air seemed to freeze.

The boys who were chatting happily just now felt like little rabbits being watched by a tiger, and they even subconsciously held their breath.

The overwhelming pressure from the strongest homeroom teacher in the grade, at the Dou Zong level, was terrifying.

"It's like going to the toilet with a lantern, looking for shit..." Lu Qian thought to himself, "This is bad."

Old Zhang recognized that look in his eyes all too well; it was a sign that he was about to crack down on classroom discipline.

Although saying a word or two during self-study class isn't exactly a matter of principle, how this matter is handled depends entirely on Lao Zhang's mood.

If they're in a good mood, they might just let it go, or invite you to their office for tea.

If someone is in a bad mood, it might start with a thousand-word self-criticism, and they might even have to call their parents...

"The late emperor passed away before his great undertaking was even half completed..."

【bite--!】

Suddenly, a blue panel popped up in front of him without warning.

[Young people these days really don't understand respect for the elderly and care for the young anymore. A young person has been detected about to behave inappropriately towards the host, an act that seriously violates the traditional virtues of respecting and caring for the elderly!]

[Please dissuade this young person from their unreasonable impulsiveness in the manner of an elder disciplining a younger person, and maintain a harmonious campus atmosphere. Success will reward you with the "Invigorated and Unfazed" aura. Failure will result in a random "Experience Card" for an age-related ailment (e.g., presbyopia, lumbar muscle strain, joint stiffness) for 30 minutes.]

Lu Qian: "?"

"Calling old Zhang with Mediterranean hair 'young man'?! And you expect me to stop his 'unreasonable behavior'?"

"System, do you have some misunderstanding about 'respect for the elderly' and 'young people'? Who's the teacher here, me or him?!"

"Is this a task that a human can complete?"

Looking at Old Zhang's expression, Lu Qian felt a chill run down his spine.

It seems that we have no choice but to use that method!

In a moment of desperation, a brilliant idea flashed into my mind.

"Uh... um..."

"Teacher... my stomach hurts!"

Lu Qian suddenly let out a painful groan, his body went limp, and he collapsed weakly onto the desk as if his bones had been removed.

He chose to withdraw due to illness.