Uneasy daily life

Furthermore, there are no plans to end it. Although the foreshadowing was handled quite well, it's just to resolve some relationship issues and problems, allowing the characters to smoothly move on to the next stage of their lives.

So, how do you write a lighthearted, funny, and slightly crazy daily life again? Aba aba…

Chapter 115 To the New World (Part 1)

In the hospital, a new life was born into the world once again.

How are humans born? It's a very fascinating thing.

Consciousness floats in a void devoid of color and feeling, unaware that it is dead or alive, simply existing there as a matter of course, yet not in a numb state of pain, but rather in a hazy, pleasant state of being half-dreaming and half-awake.

Suddenly, a warm feeling washes over me, like soaking in a bathtub in winter, the cold being gently licked away by the hot water, like a piece of candy melting away. Then I hear rhythmic drumbeats, like pebbles thrown into water, creating a ripple, and the ripples of life slowly spread, a warm current washing over my consciousness. Every time I feel tired, I naturally close my eyes; every time I open them, I feel the warmth of the blankets; every time I feel hungry, there are snacks just in hand…

When the hazy darkness is replaced by the bright light of day, our eyes can see the world clearly again.

It's so clear it feels strange.

A baby was born.

This should have been a happy occasion, but the nurse was panicking and frantically patting the baby's tiny feet.

The baby's clear black and white eyes instinctively met the nurse's gaze, and a deep sleepiness washed over him, so he closed his eyes.

The nurse panicked even more and switched from patting to pinching, squeezing the soles of the feet hard.

"Why isn't this child crying? Cry already!"

Oh... it seems like the baby was just born and needs to breathe on its own. At this time, its organs are not fully developed, so whatever sound it makes sounds like crying. If a baby doesn't make a sound, it most likely means that there may be amniotic fluid remaining in its respiratory organs, which could pose a life-threatening risk...

I vaguely remember this knowledge point.

Feeling the nurse about to touch the baby's bottom, the baby reluctantly opened its eyes and was born, going through the motions: "Wah..."

The nurse breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, although her voice didn't sound very strong, at least she managed to cry.

The baby closed his eyes to rest, and vaguely heard someone speaking.

"Good boy/girl...sleeping so soundly...have you chosen a name yet?"

"Bai Fugui..."

Why don't you call yourself "Bai Fumei" (meaning "rich, beautiful, and fair-skinned")?!

"Ahem, that's just how the older generation's aesthetic is. Let's use it as a nickname so they can feel a bit involved—actually, the name I wanted to choose is Bai Weishuang."

"That sounds too much like a girl's name. Why is it called Wei Shuang?"

"The reeds are green and the dew is white as frost! He'll definitely be a cultured person in the future!"

"Y-really?"

……

That's the beginning!

"I want to change my name!"

The toddler climbed onto the table and stood upright, declaring in a loud voice, "I don't want to be called Bai Fugui, nor Bai Weishuang!"

Mr. and Mrs. Bai hurriedly lifted each other off the table.

Grandpa Bai said earnestly, "What's wrong with Bai Fugui? The name itself sounds auspicious!"

The child shouted, "You only want to eat when you're hungry! Only the poor dream of being rich! The less you have, the more you want!"

"?" Bai's mother asked in surprise, "Where did you hear that from?"

The child said, "Dad said so!"

Mr. Bai asked in surprise, "When did I say that?"

Child: "Waaaaah—!!"

Mr. Bai immediately said, "Yes! I said it, I said it!"

"Thinking about it that way, it makes sense." Grandpa Bai slapped his thigh decisively. "We can't call him Bai Fugui! If we call him Fugui, then there's no wealth left!"

"Alright, alright, let's name him Bai Weishuang then." Father Bai chuckled and gently shook the child in his arms. "The reeds are green, the dew is white, this name will surely make it easier for him to find a wife!"

The child stopped crying: "What's a wife?"

Mr. Bai tried to explain: "It means that you will get married in the future, uh, it means the person you like... just like Daddy's wife is Mommy!"

The child blinked: "The more I chant something, the less there is anything. So, is my wife and mother going to disappear?"

"?" Mr. Bai tried to explain, "Mom is not your wife, Mom is Dad's wife..."

Child: "Waaaah!"

"Sigh, sigh, sigh!" Mr. Bai sighed with regret, "This name has such a cultured feel to it..."

"Then I want to be called Baidi City!" the child said. "It's a name in books, so it must sound very cultured!"

Mr. Bai nearly choked: "That's a cultural tourist attraction!"

Child: "That's why we're cultured!"

"No, no!" Father Bai shook his head hurriedly. "We won't call her Bai Weishuang anymore, but we can't call her Bai Dicheng either. Think about it again."

"Then I'll call myself White Shadow!"

Is this a reflection of my past life, or is my past life a reflection of the present? Or am I just a shadow of a child? Which life is the illusion? Or are they both?

The child had been planning this for a long time before saying this name. There was a sense of self-mockery and sighing that others would not understand, but for some reason, after deciding that he would be called Baiying, he felt inexplicably happy, as if he was happy for himself.

……

The Bai family has a son named Bai Ying, who has been reborn into a second life. Although young, he has high aspirations!

He's good at beating up kindergarten kids and calls himself the Little Tyrant of Tumbler Kindergarten!

"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!"

"You can fight back if someone bullies you!"

"Spitting without wiping will get you punished!"

"Play games without queuing!"

"A picky eater can be punished!"

The white shadow ran rampant and became the sole king in less than a month, gaining many privileges such as being the first to play on the slide, the first to get food, and playing Ultraman, allowing the ignorant human children to experience for the first time what class distinctions are.

He is not afraid of having his parents called, and the kindergarten teacher will not call his parents either.

Why? Because he's the kindergarten teacher's secret agent. Whether it's subtly breaking up the bullying clique by bullying everyone else, infiltrating other children's groups to report them to the teacher, or using strange methods to help the teacher manage a group of unruly children...

Without a doubt, he was the man standing in front of the teacher!

Not to mention, he also has the strength to crush the entire military force of the kindergarten.

Link Fate!

Bai Ying couldn't figure out where this thing came from. It was just that once when she had a high fever, she opened her eyes in bed and suddenly met the gaze of this strange white humanoid. She also inexplicably had some information about the other party in her mind, such as what a substitute was.

I checked the relevant information on my father's computer, and it seems to be a manga setting by a Japanese manga artist?

My Stand seems to be a blank slate, with no special abilities, but the Stand's original body seems to have some of the strange characteristics of those characters in comics? For example, even when there is blood everywhere, it is only a minor injury, each one is stronger and healthier than the last, and they are particularly energetic and have an unprecedentedly strong body.

Suddenly I realized how amazing the world is.

While attending kindergarten, Bai Ying tried to learn Japanese and developed a desire to go out and see the world.

"You kings and generals, do you have any guts?!"

Accompanied by slogans they'd somehow learned and mispronounced, several brats, led by one of the younger ones, charged forward wielding weapons like inflatable hammers.

The scene shifts, and several cubs are running away shouting and yelling, leaving weapons scattered all over the ground.

The white figure sat on the little brat, inflating his buttocks with an inflatable hammer, and sneered, "Heaven-bestowed royal power, heaven-bestowed royal fist, can you be a seed?!"

Hehehe! I've been wanting to try my hand at wreaking havoc in a kindergarten for ages!

"Curse yourself to the unfortunate fate of never being able to live a second life!"

……

The bloody battles and tragic stories in the kindergarten were always kept under wraps by the mastermind behind the scenes, with not a single detail revealed to the outside world. The group of unruly children could only swallow their childhood trauma in shame, then turn around and forget about it, and begin their journey to primary school.

The poor human cubs are unaware that this is a path of no return.

After all, there's a growing trend in society lately that children's talents are diverse, every child has their own unique abilities, there are no stupid children, only lazy ones, and that rote learning turns children into bookworms, while skills need to be cultivated from a young age... Various 'masters' are giving lectures everywhere, selling books, and peddling success stories for children, forming a booming new industry.

Creating demand where there is none, possessing demand, and reinforcing demand have always been the golden rules of sales.

What kind of tutoring class do you want to attend?

Faced with her father's rebellious tendencies, Bai Ying chose to deceive him.

"Japanese language classes?"

Mr. Bai was a little puzzled: "Why do you want to learn that? Why not learn to sing and dance, and you can even perform on stage? If you really want to learn a foreign language, you can choose English."

"Then I won't go to tutoring classes."

Bai Ying turned her head to watch the cartoon on TV, lazily eating potato chips.

Mr. Bai frowned, his mind racing as he thought—his son was indeed clever, and seemed to have a talent worth exploring; in other words, he was also quite cunning… He understood! This was a feigned retreat, deliberately offering an option he wasn't entirely satisfied with, using that as an excuse to refuse to choose.

"Okay! Then let's learn Japanese!"

Plan passes.

When are you going to travel abroad? I wonder if there are any places like Jotaro Kujo or Morioh... It's unlikely, right?

Mr. Bai was still somewhat unwilling: "But what's the use of you learning Japanese?"

Bai Ying blurted out, "I want to find a Japanese girl to be my wife!"

"Huh?" Mr. Bai was puzzled. "Why? Isn't it so you can become Ultraman?"

"Idiot! Ultraman isn't speaking Japanese!" the white figure retorted confidently. "Dad loves watching naked Japanese women, doesn't he? It's in the playback history..."

Bang! The kitchen knife slammed onto the cutting board, and Mr. Bai shuddered as if his head had been chopped off.

During dinner, Mr. Bai was deprived of the right to speak.

But he didn't lose out; Bai Ying was also deprived of her right to go online.

……

Anyway, I've looked up almost everything I wanted to know. What's more interesting about going online than controlling the government?

In just one semester, Bai Ying had already begun to establish her dominance over Class 3 of the elementary school. She was already conceiving her next plan, such as cultivating a good relationship with the homeroom teacher while secretly undermining the teacher's authority, gathering intelligence on other classes, and drafting a grand unification plan...

We're short-handed in terms of logistics; we need to find a way to raise some funds.

Money is a good thing; it can be used to buy spicy snacks and cola to reward lackeys, and it can also be used to buy study guides and exam papers to punish traitors.

Just as Bai Ying's plan to ascend to the throne in elementary school was in full swing, a foreign transfer student suddenly arrived.

How could this primary school have connections with international friends?

The white figure crossed her arms, rested her chin on them, and squinted at the chubby brown-haired girl on the podium.

"This is Angelina, a student who transferred from Italy. Let's get along well from now on."

The homeroom teacher cheerfully introduced the class, and as Bai Ying expected, said, "An, please sit next to Bai Ying—take good care of the new classmate, Bai Ying."

This is an international friend, so we need to find a reliable person to sit with him!

The brown-haired girl stammered, "Dad... ga hao..."

Bai Ying nodded and said, "Nice to hear."

After announcing the transfer student's information, the homeroom teacher left, leaving Angelina and Bai Ying sitting together in Anxin Academy.

"From a purely rational perspective, this plot seems a bit abrupt and bizarre..." Bai Ying muttered to herself. "Why is there a transfer student? Why is it a transfer student from abroad? Why is it in my class? Why is it my deskmate? Is there going to be some sudden change in the story?"

Angelina from Anxinyuan clearly couldn't understand the long string of Chinese, and quietly took out her books and pencil case.

The white figure suddenly asked, "Too long to read, who sent you?"

"?" The brown-haired girl was a little confused, but she said clearly, "My name is Anxinyuan Angelina, call me Angelina."

Bai Ying said knowingly, "Okay, Ang Xingyuan's refreshing!"