Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat-Chapter 65 - 062 Jiang Yans Ability (Third Update)
Chapter 65 -062: Jiang Yan’s Ability (Third Update)
Chapter 65 -062: Jiang Yan’s Ability (Third Update)
The next day, the morning was for the English exam and the afternoon for the comprehensive science test.
After this exam, the school would give a two-day break, and Song Jiawen decided to make a trip back to Jianghai Town.
Since she had started at City No. 1 Middle School, she hadn’t returned even once. Although she had made phone calls to her uncle and aunt, and her grandmother in between, due to her personality, she wasn’t much of a talker; she had only called a couple of times and exchanged a few words.
Moreover, she really missed them.
As she was packing her schoolbag, Jiang Yan suddenly said, “Let’s leave early tomorrow morning, Huang Mao has come over.”
Song Jiawen didn’t initially realize who he was referring to as Huang Mao, until she saw the familiar tawny hair at the school gate.
“Bro, look, the little lady is here too.”
Seeing Song Jiawen, Huang Mao was quite surprised; after all, before Jiang Yan came to Yunzhou, he hadn’t mentioned that this little lady, who charged him five thousand yuan for tutoring, would also be joining them.
So the lady came along to tutor his brother?
Thinking of this made Huang Mao a bit anxious; his brother’s grades weren’t any good.
But he couldn’t say that; his brother cared about saving face, always boasting about how amazing he was, saying how his grades shot up each semester, ranking in the top five in his class for physics, chemistry, and mathematics.
He had almost believed those boasts himself.
Top five, huh? Try getting into Beijing University then!
“Are you listening to me, what are you thinking about?”
Lost in his thoughts, Huang Mao’s head was slapped by Jiang Yan. Coming back to reality, he held his head and said confusedly, “Who asked me something? You? What did you ask?”
“I asked you where you parked the car?”
“Over there.”
Saying this, Huang Mao pointed to a van parked not far away by the roadside, then added proudly, “I came early today, took a round in the city. Before I even started shouting about my services, I collected five discarded computers. What do you think, bro? Should we disassemble and reassemble them tonight?”
Before Jiang Yan could reply, he continued, “The city is really better. It’s much easier to collect stuff here than in our lousy county town. People are generous, they don’t even haggle, selling me a computer as if it were just scrap metal. Hey, bro, what do you think about us opening an internet café in the city?”
Not a good idea!
Jiang Yan looked sidelong at him and snorted with derision, “You’ve got pretty grand ambitions. The internet café in town can’t contain you anymore, so you’re skipping right over the county to set up shop in the city?”
Huang Mao felt wronged, “You’ve come to the city, leaving me alone in the town is so boring. Besides, bro, wouldn’t it be convenient for you to make money with me here? After all, your studies cost money.”
Jiang Yan glanced at Huang Mao, then fell silent.
This silly kid…
He met Huang Mao by pure coincidence last year when he had just returned to Jianghai and went to the internet café. He happened to encounter the town bully fighting with Huang Mao.
He didn’t know how Huang Mao had offended the bully, but he came with a group and smashed all the computers in the internet café, then strutted off.
Huang Mao sat on a heap of broken copper and iron, sobbing. He had bought those computers with the only savings left to him by his father. He hadn’t even managed to earn back the cost before everything turned into scrap metal.
That’s when Jiang Yan simply squatted down beside him and silently started assembling the computers with the usable components and monitors he found. Out of the fifteen computers, he managed to fix up seven.
They booted up and ran even more smoothly than before.
Huang Mao was so shocked at the time, he almost knelt down to Jiang Yan.
Afterwards, Jiang Yan gave Huang Mao the idea to collect discarded computers and parts in the county, bring them back for him to assemble, and then sell them off.
The profit margin from that venture was much more than what he earned from running an internet café.
The van was also second-hand, bought at Jiang Yan’s recommendation, and he even told Huang Mao to get a driver’s license in the county town, which made collecting computers much easier than riding his old tricycle.
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One could say that Huang Mao’s current success and his future career plans were all thanks to Jiang Yan.
Of course, if collecting discarded computers could count as a career.
He listened to Jiang Yan very much and was full of confidence about the future.
Jiang Yan felt a bit suffocated inside. At first, he helped Huang Mao just as a matter of convenience, but later, it was mostly for his own sake; having just been reborn, he needed money too.
But he hadn’t expected Huang Mao to be the kind of person who would repay a small kindness with double, or even triple, the gratitude.
Until now, Huang Mao always prioritized Jiang Yan in everything…
After having a simple dinner near the school, Jiang Yan brought Song Jiawen and Huang Mao back to his home.
The school holidays were inconvenient for boarding students from the countryside like them, as the dormitory administrator also took time off.
The teacher would give a nod to stay on, but the problem was that the whole building was dark and deserted… It was fine for him, a boy with courage, but for girls, who would dare?
Song Jiawen wasn’t afraid of the empty building; what she feared was loneliness.
Jiang Yan once asked her what she wished to do in the future.
Without hesitation, Song Jiawen said, “I just want to be able to have someone respond when I talk and someone to accompany me when I eat.”
At that moment, Jiang Yan had been silent for a long time.
….
Not five minutes after the three of them left, Yang Yi rushed to the Number One Middle School in a flurry.
Shi Peixia had sprained her ankle; otherwise, she would have come to pick them up earlier.
Heeding the old man’s advice, she had made a point of reminding Yang Yi to pick up Jiajia after school.
She would have been able to come after the exam, but Fan Jingjing wanted a ride to the library, so he had to have the driver detour to drop her off before coming to the school.
Who knew that this detour would take almost an hour.
“Classmate, have you seen Song Jiawen?”
In the classroom of Class One, Grade Three, there were only a few duty students cleaning up; everyone else had left.
“Song Jiawen has left. She seemed to be going back to her home.”
“Back to her home?”
Yang Yi was stunned. Was she going back to Jianghai Town?
He felt quite gloomy for not having picked her up. When he got back, he would inevitably be scolded by his grandmother. That was secondary, though; mainly, he had some math problems he had wanted to ask her about.
Now, well, she was gone.
At this moment, the Song Jiawen he was thinking of was already close to Jiang Yan’s neighborhood, seated in Huang Mao’s van.
The house had already been cleaned by Jiang Yan, and bedding and other items were all prepared. He had reserved the master bedroom for Song Jiawen, while he and Huang Mao would stay in his secondary bedroom.
At this moment, Jiang Yan was actually quite grateful to Shu Wan. Regardless of whether she held him dearly in her heart or not, she had at least left him a shelter to block the wind and rain.
Not like his father, who only knew how to exploit him.
Once they arrived, Jiang Yan and Huang Mao, the two men, huffed and puffed as they carried the five discarded computers from the van up to the apartment. The small living room immediately became filled to the brim with no space to spare.
Jiang Yan took off his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and began dismantling the computers. After completely taking them apart, he sorted the components; those that were unusable were tossed into the trash bin, and the usable parts were neatly placed aside, while Huang Mao took note of any parts they were missing.
In the end, after some assembly, the five junk computers were transformed into three perfectly functional ones.
This amazed Song Jiawen, who was watching from the side.
She had never realized this guy had such a skill.
“How about that, sis? My bro’s awesome, right?”
Huang Mao proudly chimed in from the side, lavishing praise, “These hands of my bro, they are called what’s it again, turning something into magic, right?”
