Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Zhang Chi was led away by the grade director, Mr. Yan, along with the phone he had just been playing with. He left quite cleanly.

The students of Class 8 looked at each other.

Then, a burst of laughter broke out in the classroom.

Cui Yu laughed heartily, "How can someone be so funny?"

"He’s just too much, I can only admire him."

His voice was loud.

Yu Wen in the front row glanced at Cui Yu and remembered his past feats, thinking to herself:

’You’re quite the comedian too.’

…

Chen Siqing turned around and asked Jiang Ning, "Will he be alright? Will he get beaten?"

Jiang Ning paused for half a second, because his presence had caused too much disruption in the Real World, especially with sudden minor incidents that were numerous.

Zhang Chi had never been caught by the grade director before.

Considering Director Yan’s character, Jiang Ning said, "Getting beaten is definite."

Chen Siqing couldn’t bear to imagine the scene of him getting hit and said:

"Then the phone is definitely gone, right? I have a classmate in Tu County High School, they smash phones immediately if they find one."

Jiang Ning was uncertain: "Not sure."

Bai Yuxia expressed her opinion: "Smashing phones is a bit excessive, it’s private property. It would be more appropriate to keep it for safekeeping and return it periodically."

Chen Siqing said, "Our class teacher does it well, he takes the phones, and you just pick them up at the end of the week."

The head teacher of Class 8, Shan Qingrong, although a bit of a smiling tiger and prone to drawing lots, was impeccable in character. For instance, when Zhang Chi fought with Qitian from Class 2, he not only didn’t mock him but also took him to the school clinic.

It was said the medical expenses were all covered by Shan Qingrong himself.

Much more benevolent than teacher Gao Heshuai.

Bai Yuxia said, "Director Yan is ruthless, and besides, it wasn’t just for using the phone that Zhang Chi got caught…"

Thinking of Zhang Chi’s reaction when Director Yan had knocked on his head, even Bai Yuxia found it a bit funny.

"Uh, how awkward."

After finishing speaking, Chen Siqing saw Xue Yuantong holding his phone and was astonished. Just now, Zhang Chi was slapped by the grade director and taken away, shocking the class, and no one dared use their phones.

Yet Xue Yuantong was so blatant.

"Aren’t you afraid of Director Yan?" she asked.

Xue Yuantong confidently replied, "Doesn’t matter, I have Jiang Ning."

Every time a teacher was about to come, Jiang Ning would remind her, so Xue Yuantong was never worried about her phone being taken. If it were ancient times, she would definitely have Jiang Ning be her personal bodyguard, so useful.

The class was chaotic for a while.

Class monitor Huang Zhongfei, seeing that all the students had arrived, took the opportunity with 10 minutes left before the first class to stand up from his seat.

Seeing Huang Zhongfei’s action, everyone immediately understood that there was something to announce. The originally noisy atmosphere gradually calmed down, and eventually, almost all students were looking up at Huang Zhongfei on the stage.

Wang Longlong: "You’re amazing!"

Huang Zhongfei said, "First let’s discuss something, the school anniversary is coming up, Fourth Middle School’s sixtieth anniversary. In order to highlight the demeanor of our students, the freshman and sophomore grades will organize Tai Chi classes."

Students: "??? What is this?"

Wang Yong shouted, "Why do Tai Chi? Can’t I do Xingyi Quan?"

Meng Gui: "I do Baji Fist."

Cui Yu: "Now let me perform a set of military boxing for you all, please clap your hands and welcome."

Wu Xiaoqi: "Coach, I want to play basketball!"

Guo Kunnan: "As Huo Yuanjia from Jinmen, let me have a look."

Seeing the discussion going off track, Huang Zhongfei quickly explained:

"The Tai Chi will be taught by teachers, and every day after school in the afternoon, everyone will gather in front of the teaching building and practice Tai Chi for fifteen minutes before we can dismiss."

"Everyone must not miss it, because during the school celebration, your Tai Chi will be performed in front of the whole school with distinguished alumni watching."

Huang Zhongfei spoke seriously, but some students started to resist:

"Why should it take up our rest time?"

"We already have short after-school time, and now you want to take another fifteen minutes, do you still want us to eat dinner?"

A few boys protested.

In fact, they were somewhat looking forward to the experience of learning Tai Chi together, yet they resented the school’s compulsory measures, feeling manipulated.

Perhaps deep down they yearned for freedom, always thinking of challenging authority.

Yu Wen, being the top fan of the class president, immediately spoke out for him:

"It’s the school’s rule, if you have complaints, go talk to the principal!"

"Go ahead, go if you dare, I’m not afraid of him, I’m here to study, not to mess around!" someone shouted.

Zhang Yifei stood up imposingly, using his aura to suppress those boys:

"Go on, hurry up, I won’t respect you if you don’t go!"

Huang Zhongfei, seeing the argument heating up again, said:

"Let’s temporarily settle it like this, from now on, every afternoon after school, the sports committee member Zhang Chi will lead everyone to gather."

"Thank you, Zhang Chi."

Wang Longlong: "You’re still shouting here, Zhang Chi has been taken to the office."

"I think our class president is confused."

Catching a small mistake from the class president, Wang Longlong quickly noted it down in his notebook, preparing to restart his complaint journal.

Huang Zhongfei awkwardly said, "Sorry, I was just focused on discussing matters and overlooked Zhang Chi."

Yu Wen spoke gently: "Oh dear, everyone makes mistakes, don’t feel guilty, class president."

Then, turning around, she glared at Wang Longlong:

"You talk too much, don’t you? If you’re so capable, why don’t you be the class president?"

Wang Longlong thought to himself: ’You think I don’t want to?’

But Wang Longlong knew better than to argue with a girl; winning brings no benefits, losing is embarrassing, so he chose to ignore her like Brother Ma would.

Just then, Dong Qingfeng entered the classroom door; he was the study committee member and also served as the representative for the math class.

The students first noticed his hands, holding a stack of test papers.