Rebirth: Start to Save the Treasure Girl

Chapter 10 Duckweed in the Wind
Watching Li Jianfeng's figure disappear into the distance, Qiu Mengze's heart finally settled down.

He was very afraid of his father, so he pretended to be a good boy at home and even went to the Internet cafe secretly. If his parents were really called, he would be in trouble.

"Brother Rui, thank you. I will buy you a few packs of cigarettes later." Qiu Mengze rubbed his eyes and turned his head away, not wanting anyone to see him making a fool of himself.

He believed that the reason Li Jianfeng left was all because of those packs of Zhonghua cigarettes.

"Idiot, it's not about cigarettes at all." Xue Rui hit Qiu Mengze on the head in frustration.

"What is that?" Qiu Mengze scratched his head.

Xue Rui did not answer. A child of his age did not understand the hidden meaning of what he and Li Jianfeng had just said. Qiu Mengze would naturally understand this kind of thing in the future, so Xue Rui was too lazy to explain.

"Oh my, you're crying because you were scolded a few times just now?"

"Don't pretend, I saw it all."

Many classmates around began to tease Qiu Mengze for fun.

"Get out of here!" Qiu Mengze went into the dormitory and locked the door.

A student said with admiration: "Xue Rui is really amazing. He calmed down the director with just a few words."

"That's right. Don't you see who Xue Rui is? I was his junior high school classmate. What does today's incident mean to me?"

"Anything else? Tell me?"

Many people began to discuss Xue Rui’s “dark history” behind his back.

……

Xue Rui simply washed up, lay on his bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

In just one day, the amount of information is too much.

He is only sixteen years old now, what should he do now? What can he do?
It was 2012, the golden age of mobile Internet’s explosive growth, but giants like Tik Tok and Pinxixi had not yet been born.

But Xue Rui was only sixteen years old and could not do anything. By the time he was able to do anything, the market would probably have been almost divided up.

"Forget it. Starting a business is so tiring. Would I have died suddenly if it weren't for starting a business?" Xue Rui temporarily gave up the idea.

And I only have a few dozen dollars in my pocket. Where will the first pot of gold for starting a business come from?
Asking your family for money?
It's not realistic either. My mom said playing with the phone hurts the eyes, so she won't even buy him a phone...

Buy some lottery tickets?

He couldn't remember the number. After all, who would have thought that he would be reborn? Besides, even if he remembered it, it might not be the same number...

Stock trading? Cryptocurrency trading? The cycle is too long.

"Forget it, there's no need to rush." ​​Xue Rui pinched his brows. He understood the direction of the future and had various information gap advantages, so he had no shortage of opportunities.

His rebirth at this point in time might be fate's arrangement, so Lin Ruoxi's affairs naturally have the highest priority.

Just as he was brainstorming, after an unknown amount of time, the students in the dormitory stopped discussing and fell asleep one after another.

Snoring, grinding of teeth, and talking in sleep, one after another, it is so lively.

Suddenly, Xue Rui felt a little dizzy. After careful inspection, it seemed that his whole body was shaking.

"Earthquake?" Xue Rui sat up suddenly. He thought about it and remembered that there was no earthquake this year.

Feeling the rhythmic shaking of the bed, Xue Rui gritted his teeth and squeaked: "Qiu Mengze, be quiet!"

He slept on the upper bunk than Qiu Mengze, and the shaking of the bed was caused by Qiu Mengze from below.

After Xue Rui cursed like this, the bed suddenly stopped shaking.

"Damn it, there are still two years before graduation!" Xue Rui had a look of despair on his face. Returning to high school was not as wonderful as he had imagined. For example, living in the dormitory was a torture for him.

Xue Rui didn’t have a watch, so he didn’t know what time it was. He fell into a deep sleep only when his eyelids could no longer hold up.

……

The next morning, it was just dawn, no later than six o'clock.

"Jingle Bell!"

After a bell rang, the "Athletes' March" sounded from the loudspeaker. All the students yawned and reluctantly got up from their beds.

When students hear this song, they know it's time for morning exercises.

As for Xue Rui, he covered his head with a pillow and had no intention of getting up.

"Xue Rui! Xue Rui! Get up and do morning exercises." Qiu Mengze shook Xue Rui's back.

Xue Rui scolded, “Don’t bother me, I won’t run away.”

"We have to check on the people, otherwise the head teacher will scold us." "Then please help me call the police." Xue Rui was very impatient. He felt as if he had just closed his eyes and was woken up by someone.

Qiu Mengze's hands were in the air, his face was strange: "But, you are the sports committee member, you are responsible for leading the team and checking the people."

"What the hell!" Xue Rui roared. He never thought that he would have to take care of such trivial matters.

Climb out of bed like a zombie, wash mechanically, go downstairs, and go to the playground...

"Move to the right!" Xue Rui ordered the students of Class 2 who were lined up in a neat square.

In fact, he had long forgotten what the sports committee member did, and now his behavior was all imitating the sports committee members of other classes.

As the physical education teacher blew the whistle, dozens of classes began to "circle" around the playground.

A total of two and a half laps, one kilometer.

The morning exercises in Xue Rui's memory: the students had light in their eyes, looking forward with firm and clear gazes, revealing their infinite longing and pursuit for the future, their faces were filled with youthful smiles, and self-confidence and publicity were the background colors of youth.

But what is the reality? Now I have really returned to the scene in my memory, but the youth filter has disappeared...

Xue Rui found that the classmates around him were in similar conditions as him, and their conditions were not bad, so he became depressed.

However, Xue Rui had to admit that the students' steps were quite orderly, just like trained soldiers.

Xue Rui ran alone on the outside, which was a position exclusively for the sports committee member.

"Xue Rui, shout slogans." a girl reminded.

"What do you care? Who the hell are you?" Xue Rui didn't want to shout. He felt that this kind of formalistic running exercises was completely useless. It was already a great honor for him to come.

"I'm the class monitor!" The girl looked dissatisfied and glared at Xue Rui.

"Oh, well, you're a higher official than me."

"One two one, one two one..."

"One, two, three, four."

Xue Rui shouted the slogan weakly, and the students in Class 2 of Grade 2 followed suit, shouting in a lifeless voice, as if they were about to die.

"Not this!" The female squad leader frowned.

Xue Rui was stunned for a moment, and suddenly heard the slogan of the class in front of him: "Set sail, cut through the waves, Class 1, Grade 2, create greater glory!"

The three classes behind have another slogan.

He realized that each class had a slogan of its own.

"Fuck it!" Xue Rui just returned to this body yesterday, how could he remember such an old slogan?

Unexpectedly, there was a troublemaker in the second class team, who followed Xue Rui and shouted: "Fuck you!"

"Don't learn from me!" Xue Rui cursed.

Someone started the conversation, and the boys in Class 2 had bad intentions. They repeated Xue Rui's words "Don't imitate me!" in a very loud voice, which was very different from their previous state.

"Fuck, Xue Rui is so fierce..."

The surrounding classes were so shocked by Class 2's slogan that they were at a loss.

At this time, the head of the second grade in the distance said to the people around him with a smile: "Look at us second graders, how energetic and spirited we are. They are the ones who shout the loudest in the entire playground."

"Director Wang, you are an experienced teacher and we still have a lot to learn." The male teacher at the side flattered him inadvertently.

……

"Fuck!" Xue Rui cursed again.

"Fuck!" the students in Class 2 shouted.

Director Wang heard it clearly this time, and the smile on his face froze instantly.

He was just bragging to the people around him, but now he realized that what Class 2 was shouting was not a slogan at all. He was furious: "Where is your class teacher! What nonsense is he shouting?"

After hearing the scolding from the grade director, the students in Class 2 finally quieted down and ran obediently.

As for Xue Rui, he simply stopped shouting, slowed down his pace and followed the last row, keeping his eyes on Lin Ruoxi's figure.

After running a lap, Lin Ruoxi's hair stuck to her face, making it hard to see her expression. Her body was as thin as duckweed in the wind, and it seemed like she would be blown away at any time...

Suddenly, Lin Ruoxi's feet went weak and she bumped into the classmate in front of her, then fell straight backwards.

(End of this chapter)