Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 117 I Look Down on You!

Bai Yuxia prepared Christmas Eve gifts for Chen Qian and the others but neglected to prepare one for Dan Kaiquan.

After hearing this, Dan Kaiquan, suppressing his sour mood, forced a smile and said generously,

"It's okay, just don't forget next time." He felt a bit disappointed.

Bai Yuxia said, "Mm-hmm, Dan Kaiquan, you're such a nice person."

Dan Kaiquan, like a child rewarded with praise, cheered up again with Bai Yuxia's compliment, thinking to himself that she said I was a nice person!

Jiang Ning sat in his seat, glancing at him.

Xue Yuantong leaned next to Jiang Ning, watching him together.

"From now on, I'll give you gifts for every holiday!"

This statement sounded somewhat ambiguous, causing Bai Yuxia to frown slightly, feeling slightly repulsed.

At the same time, she vaguely realized that Dan Kaiquan might have feelings for her, given his previous gifts like seat cushions and hand warmers, none of which left any doubt about his excessive kindness toward her.

But since he had never confessed, she couldn't be sure if he genuinely liked her.

If Dan Kaiquan ever confessed, she would vehemently reject him; Bai Yuxia in high school only wanted to study hard, attend a good university, and become a useful person in society like her parents.

Bai Yuxia flatly said, "You don't have to give me gifts anymore."

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Dan Kaiquan assumed that Bai Yuxia was just feeling shy; he didn't bring it up again, secretly planning to give her gifts every holiday in the future.

Not just on holidays, he could also give her something on regular days; if there wasn't an opportunity, he could create one, like buying her some hot milk on this freezing day.

Dan Kaiquan touched his pocket, realizing it was only Tuesday, and he was down to only twenty yuan with three more days to go.

He was already over budget this week, with the month nearly ending, and he still needed to top up his phone credit, his phone plan charging thirty yuan monthly; he was already in arrears, relying on a twenty-yuan credit to keep it running. If he didn't pay soon, his phone service would be cut off.

For the remaining three days of the week, he could only afford to eat steamed buns with chili sauce.

Dan Kaiquan felt life was too difficult, but he still wanted to buy Bai Yuxia hot milk, thinking if he could borrow some money, such as from Guo Kunnan or Ma Shicheng.

He swiftly dismissed the idea, knowing Ma Shicheng spent his money on gaming and didn't have much, while Guo Kunnan was almost as broke as he was. Plus, he was considering whether he could share some of Guo Kunnan's food in the coming days.

After going through his options, he finally settled on two people: Huang Zhongfei and Jiang Ning.

Huang Zhongfei, the class leader, was righteous and reliable, always helping classmates in need.

Unfortunately, Dan Kaiquan wasn't close to Huang Zhongfei and wasn't sure about his discretion; he didn't want others to know about his borrowing money, as it could damage his image.

Dan Kaiquan's family was actually quite average; each year, there were subsidies for financially disadvantaged students in his class, and he could have applied, but he never did because he felt it was embarrassing.

After ruling out Huang Zhongfei as a borrowing option, Dan Kaiquan chose Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning used an iPhone 5S, the high-end 'champagne gold' version, and when he and Xue Yuantong went out to eat, they often spent sixty to seventy yuan, so he definitely had money.

Moreover, Jiang Ning was a decent person; the last time Guo Kunnan was in trouble, he had gotten the money from Jiang Ning.

Now sitting next to Jiang Ning, Dan Kaiquan figured borrowing some money wouldn't be an issue.

So after the first class ended, Dan Kaiquan called Jiang Ning out.

Jiang Ning and he went to the small garden outside the classroom, and he looked at Dan Kaiquan, saying,

"Tell me, what is it."

Dan Kaiquan, with a smile, said, "Jiang Ning, do you have any money on you, lend me some."

Jiang Ning wasn't surprised by this request, knowing why he had been called out.

"How much?" Jiang Ning didn't mind a small amount, but he had a principle about lending money; if it wasn't returned after the first time, he wouldn't lend a second time.

"Fifty will do, I can pay you back next week," Dan Kaiquan said, thinking that fifty yuan, added to his remaining twenty, could stretch to paying his phone bill and buying Bai Yuxia hot milk if he economized.

Jiang Ning reached into his pocket, pulled out his wallet, and flipped it open, revealing precisely a fifty-yuan note.

"Take it," he said, fifty yuan truly being insignificant to him.

Dan Kaiquan, having received the money, thanked him earnestly, his opinion of Jiang Ning considerably elevated, thinking that he was truly a great person, worth being friends with. If Jiang Ning ever faced any problem in the future, he would definitely help.

After receiving the money, Dan Kaiquan, with an awkward laugh, cautioned, "Jiang Ning, don't tell anyone that I borrowed money from you, just say we came out to chat, please, brother."

He feared that if Jiang Ning told others, Bai Yuxia might hear about it and it would tarnish his admirable image in her eyes.

"No problem," Jiang Ning said.

Dan Kaiquan had been observed by Jiang Ning over the past two days; he knew what the concern was about and would keep the secret for him.

However, Jiang Ning felt that Bai Yuxia evidently wasn't interested in Dan Kaiquan; his one-sided pursuit probably wouldn't end well.

Bai Yuxia was attractive, from a good family, and her grades were decent, having ranked in the top hundred in their grade the previous monthly exams. If she continued to work hard, she could even aim for a Project 211 university.

These aspects weren't key; though unrelated to love as numerous academically high-performing girls liked boys with poor grades.

The main problem was that Bai Yuxia had her own opinions and clear goals in life, and she was much more mature than her male peers, which made it difficult for Dan Kaiquan.

Jiang Ning didn't say much about it; it wasn't his place to advise, and it wouldn't have been useful anyway.

People often say that a girl in love cannot be pulled back, even by ten bulls; however, it's the same for boys. Only when they experience pain themselves will they know to return.

When Dan Kaiquan saw that Jiang Ning agreed, his mood improved greatly. Holding the fifty yuan, his gloom vanished. He had funds now, and could stand tall again.

...

Jiang Ning returned to the classroom, and Yang Sheng walked down the aisle from this side. She was still dressed in sneakers and sweatpants like a boy, neat and tidy, with a spirited look in her eyes that exuded the aura of a female hero.

Yang Sheng was holding a plastic bag as she passed by and said:

"Jiang Ning, wanna play a couple rounds of ping-pong during gym class this week?"

Jiang Ning said, "Beat Xue Yuantong first, then you can play with me."

Upon hearing this, Yang Sheng felt underestimated:

"What, are you the game boss with a gatekeeper to defeat first?"

Xue Yuantong, upon hearing this, glared at her angrily for being compared to a lesser foe.

"Fine, I'll pick on Xue Yuantong during gym class and then beat you." Yang Sheng never backed down; her family's occupation was related to sports.

She had been involved in sports since she was young, and at the age of sixteen, her reactions were quicker than those of adults. Her ping-pong skills were exceptionally high.

Yang Sheng didn't see Xue Yuantong, so tiny, as a threat.

Yang Sheng took the plastic bag to the back of the classroom. The bag, which she usually hung on the edge of her desk to conveniently throw trash into until full and then took out with her, contained trash.

Yang Sheng went to the back row, a few meters away from the trash can, and bunched up the bag.

Today, the plastic bag held some orange peels and was somewhat heavy—a throwable weight, and making it into the bin from a distance felt quite satisfying.

She held the trash bag, poised to throw.

One of the Four Throne Holders, Ma Shicheng, tired from gaming, looked up just in time to see what she was up to. They already had a feud, from a tattoo disagreement to a snowball fight where she had pelted him until his face was marked red.

He was a man, and it was embarrassing to have not come out on top.

When he saw Yang Sheng tossing trash today, Ma Shicheng raised his arm high and started clapping from the sidelines:

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Loud as hell.

"Guys, look, look at our class' Yang Sheng, unbelievable, a prodigious thrower!"

Some boys in the back row were drawn over by him and stared at Yang Sheng.

Yang Sheng stopped, unamused, and said, "Ma Shicheng, looking for trouble, huh?"

"What's it to you if I'm throwing away trash?"

Ma Shicheng spread his hands: "I'm not causing trouble, just want everyone to see if you're accurate."

"I've never seen a girl throw trash like this!"

"You must be pretty good, huh?"

"Amazing, you should try basketball."

He took the opportunity to praise Yang Sheng, setting her up for embarrassment if she failed to make the shot!

Yang Sheng, seeing Ma Shicheng's antics, retorted: "At least I'm more accurate than you."

"Really? I don't believe it," Ma Shicheng said. Yang Sheng was at one end of the classroom, and the trash can at the other—almost five meters apart.

Plus, the classroom's large trash bin was covered, leaving only two small baskets to aim at. It was a very difficult shot, and Ma Shicheng figured he had less than a 20% chance himself, let alone for a girl.

Yang Sheng chuckled, "What if I make it in? Just into that small basket," pointing to the red basket by the wall.

"Wanna bet?" she challenged.

"If you make it in, I'll eat the trash in front of the whole class!"

Ma Shicheng said dismissively, as Yang Sheng was tossing an irregularly shaped trash bag—how could she possibly make it?

Guo Kunnan and a few others laughed aloud, amused by the spectacle.

Yang Sheng thought to herself, does the class have such talent?

She thrust her hand forward, the trash forming a smooth parabola under Ma Shicheng's watchful eyes, precisely landing in the red trash basket and even bouncing lightly a couple of times before settling in.

Yang Sheng pointed at the trash bin and told Ma Shicheng, "Fish it out and eat it. If you don't, I'll think less of you!"