Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 1343 - 749: Sincere Education (2)

Chapter 1343: Chapter 749: Sincere Education (2)
Returning to her seat, Yu Wen was furious and whispered, "Wang Yan Yan is too much, I want to tear her mouth apart!"
Jiang Yanan: "Isn’t that bad."
The combat power of Pang Jiao and her group was unrivaled. Jiang Yanan thought to herself that even if she and her sisters joined forces, they couldn’t beat Pang Jiao alone.
Yu Wen: "A gentleman uses words, not fists."
However, considering the weakness of her side’s lineup, she thought of seeking aid.
Where was the biggest ally in this class?
Right behind them!
Yu Wen turned around but didn’t directly ask Jiang Ning, as they weren’t very close.
She subtly asked Chen Siyu, "What do you think of Wang Yan Yan?"
Chen Siyu blinked her eyes, "She’s okay, I guess."
Yu Wen: "Don’t you think she’s very obnoxious?"
Chen Siyu: "Is she?"
Yu Wen immediately gave examples, such as Wang Yan Yan being ugly, scheming, overbearing, having a foul mouth and smelly feet, and other such hatred-inciting remarks.
Finally, she said, "If there’s a conflict, Yanan, Qing E, and Qiqi and I are now in the same camp. Would you like to join us?"
Chen Siyu was bewildered, "Sure."
Yu Wen secretly rejoiced: ’So dumb, no wonder Xue Yuantong often calls Chen Siyu stupid!’
If she could coax Chen Siyu, it was almost like coaxing Xue Yuantong, and that was equivalent to coaxing Jiang Ning.
She was just about to push a little harder.
Chen Siyu suddenly said, "If you truly plan to start a fight, I, Chen Siyu, will absolutely not hesitate, and I’ve already thought of a strategy for this battle."
Yu Wen: "What’s your plan?"
Chen Siyu eagerly said, "The entire command and tactics of the battle!"
Yu Wen was surprised, finding it hard to believe, "Have you really thought about it?"
Chen Siyu: "Yes, yes, it’s like this, wouldn’t four of you against one Wang Yan Yan be a sure win?"
Yu Wen: "Of course it wouldn’t be a problem, I can tear her mouth apart!"
However, she considered a lot, "What about the other three?"
She instantly showed a look of delight: "Are you guys dealing with Pang Jiao...?"
Chen Siyu took out two wooden sticks from under the table, and solemnly said, "You guys charge in front, and Tongtong and I will ring bells from the back to cheer you on, send off souls, and resolve grievances."
Jiang Ning watched them battle it out and pondered, thinking, Chen Siyu isn’t that dumb!
...
After school in the afternoon, everyone went out to have dinner, but Pang Jiao didn’t eat dinner.
Zhang Chi seized upon this chance, went out to stockpile, ready to slice a piece out of Pang Jiao and make a fortune.
He bought twenty yuan’s worth of snacks in one go, and after returning to the class, he was spotted by Wang Yan Yan.
To prevent Zhang Chi from profiting off her good sister, Wang Yan Yan enticed Pang Jiao, "Hey, Jiaojiao, I’m planning to go out for a bit, do you need me to bring you dinner?"
Pang Jiao, starving, instantly agreed as Song Sheng had long been scared away.
In the past, only under persuasion from her sisters could Pang Jiao hold back from eating. Now, with Wang Yan Yan’s suggestion, she immediately said, "Get me three hamburgers, three chicken rolls, and five egg tarts."
Wang Yan Yan: "Do you want any cola?"
Pang Jiao, mustering a bit of reason, used her willpower to refuse, growling: "No way, I need to lose weight, cola makes you fat too quickly!"
Wang Yan Yan praised, "I’m impressed, Jiaojiao, to persist in this situation, you can definitely succeed in losing weight."
Pang Jiao’s chubby face lit up with a smile, "I just don’t want to get any fatter."
...
Lu Qiqi ran to the back row to complain, "I’ve had enough, I was chatting with my mom and she said women should still find a man to rely on. What’s wrong with her, is she crazy?"
Yu Wen: "If you can’t find the right person, better not to marry."
Lu Qiqi: "My mom told me that if I don’t get married, in the future, I’ll envy others having family gatherings and eating reunion dinners, wouldn’t I?"
Lu Qiqi laughed heartily, "It’s so funny, she didn’t think about who cooks the reunion dinner, isn’t it still us women!"
Yu Wen empathized, "Yes, it’s like that."
Cui Yu sternly said, "It’s hilarious, you talk as if you can cook, you girls, you can’t do anything but always act like you’re oppressed!"
Meng Gui: "Dream on!"
Lu Qiqi looked displeased: "The ugly face of vested interests."
Cui Yu: "I wonder who enjoys other people’s flowers every day and still complains about social injustice. If you’re capable, play games to earn money yourself!"
Xue Yuantong, puzzled: "Can playing games earn money?"
Jiang Ning: "..."
He was preparing to cast a spell to block out Cui Yu’s words.
Lu Qiqi pointed at Cui Yu: "You’re just like the older generation of parents, can’t communicate with you."
At this moment, Hu Jun lightly coughed and stepped forward.
He said in an affectionate tone: "Qiqi, did you have a fight with your mom?"
Lu Qiqi’s face was full of confusion: "?"
Hu Jun cleared his throat, adopting a senior’s attitude: "Qiqi, you’re not a child anymore. How can you argue with your mom like that? Your mom is actually quite lonely. Listening to your words, she probably won’t be able to sleep all night."
Lu Qiqi, puzzled: "Why is it any of your business if I fought with my mom? Why do you care so much? Are you out of your mind?"
Hu Jun was unfazed, but instead, his expression turned serious: "I can’t stand it. Anyway, don’t upset your mom, or I won’t be nice to you!"
The atmosphere became particularly strange.
Cui Yu was incredibly shocked.
Jiang Yanan and her companions were equally surprised, especially at Hu Jun’s attitude.
Wasn’t Hu Jun a different person before?
...
An City.
The winter evening was like a profound oil painting, gradually drawing the curtain.
The sky was getting dark, but the commercial plaza was bustling, with noodle stalls, skewer stands, and small ball stalls. The vitality of the night seemed just beginning to unfold.
"Lu Lu, let’s go, I’ll take you for some wheel cakes today."
A girl with single eyelids shouted, walking with legs wrapped in a denim skirt, radiating a youthful and vibrant feeling.
Behind her was a girl wrapped in a blue cotton jacket, matched with a black and white panda sweater inside and wide-legged pants below, looking especially soft.
She was Geng Lu.
"There are quite a lot of people." Geng Lu glanced over the crowd, only to see men and women with suitcases scattered around the flowerbed in the green belt.
Geng Lu: "It’s so cold, yet we still encounter them."
The single-eyelid girl cast her eyes: "Migrant workers."
She reached out her hand, pointing to a young woman coming from the office building: "Look, the agency has arrived."
Geng Lu: "Are they introducing jobs to them?"
"Haha, they are introducing jobs, but with ill intentions. These shady agencies, their commission cuts are really black-hearted!"
The single-eyelid girl, seeing Geng Lu interested, continued: "Those coming for work, the hourly wage for entering a factory is about 14 yuan, but if they enter through a shady agency, at least 4 yuan is taken away as commission. Just calculate how much they lose."
Salaries are reduced by as much as 30%, Geng Lu was surprised: "How do you know so much?"
Single-eyelid girl: "Ha, my family used to run a shady agency."
Geng Lu was speechless.
She and the girl bought some wheel cakes, and on their way back, they saw a newly opened convenience store in the commercial plaza, and the two strolled for a while and found it even sold ice cream.
Well, Geng Lu could eat it today, she bought an ice cream cone and took a photo.
During her time in An City, she always shared her life with Jiang Ning.
Far away in Yu Zhou Fourth Middle School.
Jiang Ning received the message, quietly watching the ice cream cone, he replied: "Pretty good, it won’t melt easily in this weather, eat elegantly."
Geng Lu: "Yes, in summer it melts as soon as you look away."
"But I’m in an air-conditioned room now, the temperature inside is quite high."
Jiang Ning cautioned: "Be careful, don’t let it drip on your shoes."
Geng Lu: "It won’t."
Jiang Ning reminded: "Dripping on the ground wouldn’t be elegant either."
Geng Lu: "It won’t drip on the ground, nor on my shoes."
Jiang Ning, intrigued: "Hm? Then where will it drip?"
Geng Lu glanced covertly at her female companion, and taking advantage when she wasn’t paying attention, lowered her face and replied: "You can try guessing?"