Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 205 - 182 Dont Be Proud_2
Chapter 205: Chapter 182 Don’t Be Proud_2
Chapter 205: Chapter 182 Don’t Be Proud_2
However, Zhang Chi wasn’t a fool; he knew someone was definitely delivering breakfast for Yang Sheng.
But Yang Sheng didn’t eat it; instead, she threw it in the trash.
So, as long as he intercepted it while Yang Sheng was throwing it away, he could enjoy some KFC.
As for whether this was a bit mean?
Faced with the delicious KFC, Zhang Chi came up with many excuses, thinking back to the news broadcasts he had watched before.
He felt that in the grand scheme of things, what he was doing was actually right.
Firstly, KFC had sold a breakfast, which had stimulated GDP growth.
Moreover, that stranger could afford KFC, definitely a wealthy person, and their consumption, in turn, helped to reduce the income gap indirectly.
Additionally, the persistence of that stranger in delivering breakfast might one day touch Yang Sheng and let her harvest love.
If it weren’t for his own order, the person might not deliver breakfast anymore and could possibly miss out on love.
How did that old saying go again? “Better to demolish ten temples than to destroy one marriage.”
Zhang Chi was doing something good.
Besides, he could eat KFC.
Facing such temptation, Zhang Chi racked his brains to convince himself he was doing the right thing.
He was not a base person; he was a tall and upright sports committee member, but what if he was caught?
What the heck, he would find another excuse later, but first, breakfast.
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After morning self-study, Zhang Chi returned to his dorm to lie down while Dan Xiao went out.
Midway, Dan Xiao came back and he told Yang Sheng,
“The person delivering your breakfast, I know who it is, he’s from Class 2, Qi Tianheng.”
“Qi Tianheng?” Yang Sheng was stunned. She had never expected it was him delivering her breakfast.
The day before yesterday, he had smashed her bike, and today he came to deliver breakfast; was he seeking forgiveness?
Or was he just crazy?
No matter the reason behind this breakfast delivery, as far as Yang Sheng was concerned, the best existence for Qi Tianheng was non-existence.
As the two were talking, a figure flashed past outside.
The boy was dressed in trendy brands, wearing fashionable shoes and a silver watch on his wrist.
Such an appearance made students from Class 8 look towards the door.
It seemed like Wang Yong, Wu Xiaoqi recognized Qi Tianheng immediately.
Wu Xiaoqi knew Qi Tianheng but ignored him.
Yu Zhou Fourth Middle School was inferior to the Second Middle School; like this kind of not top-tier high school, there were always some rules.
Qi Tianheng had very poor grades, even worse than Wu Xiaoqi.
Such a person being in the elite Class 2 indicated there was some trickery involved.
Wu Xiaoqi actually had the qualifications to enter the experimental class, but with self-awareness, he willingly gave up. Compared to the study-intensive experimental class, he preferred staying in the regular class.
Especially after transferring to Class 8, the class was full of talented and very interesting people; some respected his dreams, others were as strong as him, making him comfortable.
No, or rather, he used to be comfortable, but not anymore.
Staying beside Pang Jiao, Wu Xiaoqi felt like he was in prison, every day dragging on like years.
He was nearly ready to request a class transfer.
Qi Tianheng entered Class 8 and looked around, thinking this class seemed nice.
The classmates’ gazes were gentle. A naïve-looking boy in the front row gave him a very mild look, like a long-lost old friend.
Dan Xiao took the initiative to greet him, grinned innocently with a straightforward smile, as pure as a child from the mountains.
Qi Tianheng felt utterly comfortable, his guard dropped much, feeling like coming to Class 8 was like coming home.
Completely unlike his visits to other classes, where he faced a host of indifferent classmates.
However, Qi Tianheng hadn’t forgotten, his purpose for coming to Class 8.
Qi Tianheng beamed with what he believed to be his most elegant smile, feeling that at this moment, he wasn’t merely a student but a noble young lord at an upper-class Western banquet.
He really wanted to start with “beautiful lady,” but after thinking about it, Qi Tianheng felt it wasn’t the right time, so he said,
“Yang Sheng, is the breakfast still to your liking?” His voice lowered, making it rich with magnetism.
Yang Sheng looked at him as if looking at a fool, her voice devoid of warmth,
“Threw it away.”
Qi Tianheng’s smile froze for a moment, then he thought of that text message.
“This woman is really fascinating.”
Mingming had texted him their breakfast order, yet now she could show such a cold side.
Truly the woman Qi Tianheng had fallen in love with at first sight.
You can’t understand her through conventional wisdom.
“She’s a special girl, so, I will give her special love.”
Qi Tianheng was tactful, he didn’t expose her but instead felt this was his unique romantic flavor.
Thus, his graceful smile did not diminish, “Tomorrow, I will still be here as promised.”
A KFC breakfast, even if it’s a bit much, isn’t even fifty yuan, which is trivial compared to Qi Tianheng’s monthly allowance.
After saying this, Qi Tianheng walked out of the classroom with elegant steps, leaving behind a special figure for everyone in class eight.
Dan Kaiquan asked, “Who is this, putting on such airs?”
What puzzled him more was that someone dared to pursue Yang Sheng. It was infuriating yet enviable!
Dong Qingfeng nearby heard this and replied, “Second class’s Qi Tianheng.”
After saying this, he cursed his luck internally—why did he end up speaking to Dan Kaiquan again!
The two didn’t get along, and Dong Qingfeng had already decided to ignore Dan Kaiquan.
“His family must be rich, right?” asked Chen Siyu from the corridor.
As soon as Dong Qingfeng saw the twins, he immediately said, “His family owns a big factory, with more than two thousand workers.”
“Not only in Yuzhou, but they have also invested in factories in An City.”
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Dong Qingfeng’s family was well-off but couldn’t compare to Qi Tianheng’s.
“That’s quite wealthy,” Chen Siyu said, only understanding the concept of the factory’s size but not the specifics.
Dan Xiao suddenly said, “The watch he’s wearing cost forty thousand yuan.”
Chen Siyu was incredibly surprised. A forty-thousand-yuan watch, just worn on the wrist, isn’t he afraid of losing it?
Seeing Chen Siyu’s expression, Dan Kaiquan suddenly felt resentful,
“So what if he’s rich? His grades are terrible, ranked in the bottom ten of the whole grade.”
Last semester’s final exams, Dan Kaiquan had specifically checked the grade rankings, he remembered Brother Ma was in the bottom ten, and vaguely recalled Qi Tianheng’s name ranking just below Brother Ma.
“He definitely didn’t get into the experimental class based on his grades, those who know, know,” Dan Kaiquan said.
Dong Qingfeng indeed disliked Dan Kaiquan, but he agreed with this statement. Seeing the sweet-looking Chen Siyu glancing this way, Dong Qingfeng was eager to share his views:
“Actually, Qi Tianheng is different from those students in the school who are good-for-nothings. His family is well-off, honestly speaking, although he doesn’t study much, right after the college entrance exam, he can go abroad to get a prestigious degree.”
Dan Kaiquan grumbled discontentedly, “Going abroad will also be to some no-name university.”
“It doesn’t matter about no-name schools; once he returns to the country, he doesn’t have to work at outside companies, he directly inherits his family’s business and learns management from his elders.”
“For them, studying isn’t the only path.” At this, Dong Qingfeng sighed. Although his family’s conditions were good, he had to maintain excellent grades and strive upward; otherwise, those assets at home were not enough to squander,
unlike Qi Tianheng, who could afford to be extravagant.
“Our school’s other poor students smoke and drink, always messing around, not studying, will likely end up working in electronics factories in the future.”
At this point, Dong Qingfeng gave a faint smile, speaking disdainfully,
“People are different.”
“Who made them have good parents?”
Dong Qingfeng was right, but to Dan Kaiquan’s ears, he was unconvinced—just because someone’s family had money, could they really act so carelessly?
This made Dan Kaiquan a bit resentful against fate and after brooding for a while, he said,
“Anyway, don’t be smug, my dad has started working hard.”
