I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 464 Effort is insignificant in the face of talent

"Don't come any closer!" the old woman screamed in terror, as Li Yan's tail lashed her legs, causing her to fall to the ground.

The car that my childhood sweetheart gave me can't have a spirit ring.

Li Yan crippled the man's legs and casually glanced at the nearby cameras he had blocked.

His consciousness entered the old woman's mind, blurring her memories of her own appearance and the car, and then he drove away.

Jiang Yingzhu woke up around 1:30 pm.

While eating the food that her senior and Mengmeng had left for her, she heard her senior say that Li Yan had gone back to his hometown for a banquet.

Jiang Yingzhu immediately pouted, and the stir-fried pork in her bowl no longer smelled appetizing.

"They're not taking me to the banquet again! Why isn't anyone picking me up?"

Jiang Yingzhu wanted to eat eight big bowls, cold beef salad, and roast duck.

Just thinking about it makes my mouth water.

However, considering that he would definitely need to contact Lao Deng to attend the banquet, he immediately decided against it.

She looked at Mengmeng, who was typing away.

"Mengmeng, why don't you have any feasts in your hometown?"

"Dad should have some, but they're all in Jiangcheng, which is quite far. It's a hassle!"

Mei Mengqian said seriously, "Mom doesn't like these things. She'll give money to people she's close to, but she doesn't bother with people she's not close to."

Actually, she has a sense of inheriting and carrying forward the strengths of her parents in these areas.

She also dislikes trouble and feels there's no need to communicate with people she's not very close to.

Furthermore, I don't feel there's any need to attend banquets.

Not only do you waste your own time and energy, but you also have to give money to strangers.

Sometimes she even felt that people who invited her, even those with whom she had only a casual relationship, should give her money.

Otherwise, her time and energy would have been wasted!

Is it really just for a meal?

She could easily book a table at the hotel herself.

After all, time is money.

Even though she is young and has plenty of time, she is not worth much.

But Mei Mengqian was only willing to share it with herself and a few people around her.

However, this idea ultimately went against mainstream views, so she kept it to herself.

Jiang Yingzhu took out her phone and asked Li Yan to bring her some delicious food.

"I asked the kitchen to keep a portion for everyone, and it was packed in an insulated container."

Li Yan quickly replied, "No need to cook dinner tonight."

Upon seeing this news, Jiang Yingzhu almost jumped up.

"Well done!"

"It was a bit perfunctory."

"So what do you want?" Jiang Yingzhu replied.

“Call me brother. I’m older than you anyway, so you won’t lose anything by calling me that.”

Jiang Yingzhu clenched her fist. It was no big deal for her to awaken her powers just for the sake of food.

"elder brother."

"Text doesn't count, I need audio, please add my name in front of it."

"Brother Yan~"

"I took a screenshot."

Jiang Yingzhu cursed inwardly, glancing at her senior and Mengmeng, who knew nothing about it.

He secretly thought to himself that he had really given a lot.

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Monday came quickly.

Li Yan opened his eyes and called out softly.

"Little Seven!"

"I'm here."

A soft light shone in the room, and a clear, melodious voice rang out.

"Wake Jiang Yingzhu and Mei Mengqian up."

As Li Yan got up, he spoke to Xiao Qi, the housekeeper of Feiyun Mountain.
"Okay, waking Jiang Yingzhu and Mei Mengqian up."

Hearing the frantic sounds coming from next door, Li Yan smiled.

The artifact spirit is really useful.

It even knows how to guide the calico cat to assist, that's great.

He completed the crafting of the artifact spirit yesterday afternoon. It has just been adapted to the small building's formation, and the grand formation for the entire Flying Cloud Mountain will be completed gradually.

Since the spirit was completed on Sunday, Li Yan named it Xiao Qi.

After all, "little Japanese" sounds really awful!

Xiao Tian always reminded him of a certain red-clad man who worked as a courier.

Xiaoqi sounds very well-behaved.

Li Yan was feeling smug when the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open with a bang.

"Li Yan, shut down that lousy AI butler you just hired! What's with all this 'blooming life' stuff so early in the morning?!"

“It won’t bother you once you get up,” Li Yan said to Jiang Yingzhu.

Jiang Yingzhu squinted and stared at him suspiciously.

"Did you give it the order? I want to be the administrator too!"

"You can not."

Why can't I?

"You want to get revenge on me."

Jiang Yingzhu snorted, her thoughts exposed, and went downstairs.

She was going to finish Li Yan's breakfast and make him go hungry!

That's ridiculous. Jiang Yingzhu is a force to be reckoned with at No. 6 Middle School. Does she not have any means of revenge?

"In the desolate lands of Bashan and Chushui, potassium permanganate is used to produce oxygen."

As Jiang Yingzhu unconsciously filled in the sentence for the dictation question, she let out a burp and looked up to see Li Ping, the proctor next to her, with a dark expression on his face.

"Huh? What's with that expression? Is something wrong?"

Jiang Yingzhu glanced down again, feeling a little guilty, and changed it.

Oh no, I ate too much this morning, my brain is a bit sluggish!

Jiang Yingzhu quickly checked the first two sentences of her dictation.

Then I felt even more guilty.

Hurry up and remove the phrase "even an iron rod can be ground into a needle" after the three thousand beauties in the harem.

She thought for a while, but couldn't quite remember.

"With three thousand beauties in the harem, does the Imperial Concubine exercise until the morning? No, no, I'll know if I start memorizing from the beginning."

Li Ping left, and the chrysanthemum tea in his cup was gone; he was going to refill it.

The two-day monthly exams ended quickly.

The results came out on Wednesday.

Jiang Xinyue looked at the class ranking list on her desk, her eyes full of surprise.

"I'm only tenth?!"

Hearing this, Liang Xueyi turned around and said, "Xinyue, you've already scored over 600, that's really impressive." "Our class is a top class, full of talented people."

Yang Xiong chimed in from nearby, "You're underestimating people. Besides, the exam papers in your capital city aren't difficult."

Jiang Xinyue didn't say anything. She was intelligent enough; if she adjusted herself, she would have a chance to sit next to Li Yan.

She glanced at the second-place score.

Mei Mengqian 698.

It's only a difference of ninety, not a lot.

Then she glanced at the third-place result.

Ling Ningshan 641
"How is that possible? You haven't studied much, how could you have improved so much!"

Chen Xiyuan looked at Ling Ningshan to his right and even wondered if the teacher had made a mistake due to a shaky hand.

He worked hard for a month, and although his goal was to surpass the second-place finisher, he knew it would be difficult.

Therefore, the bottom line is to maintain third place.

Now even the bottom line has been crossed!

He found it hard to accept.

Ling Ningshan glanced at Chen Xiyuan.

"How could I not study? I used to use my breaks between classes to draw, but now I use them to study. I'm already working very hard."

Ling Ningshan said that she has to spend her lunch and evenings making money, so of course she doesn't have time to study.

Chen Xiyuan couldn't accept it; wasn't it only natural for him to do practice problems during his rest time?

What kind of hard work is that?

Seeing this, Gan Tiantian offered a word of comfort.

“Zhi Xing, it’s okay. Hard work is nothing compared to talent. Your setbacks now are not as great as mine were.”

Chen Xiyuan's face stiffened, and he forced a smile.

Ling Ningshan retorted without holding back, "You're not actually as hardworking as you seem. You probably spend a lot of time fantasizing about how many points you'll get on the test, right?"

Chen Xiyuan's face stiffened, then turned bright red.

Wu Wuwu was analyzing her own performance; she was still a top ten goalkeeper.

But that doesn't mean her grades haven't improved.

If Jiang Xinyue hadn't been brought in, her score would have already surpassed Guo Cailing's, and she would still have made it into the top ten.

However, Jiang Xinyue's arrival directly turned the top ten into a world dominated by those with scores of 600.

Anyone with less than 600 is not even worthy of knocking.

She's five points short of 600!
Wu Wu carefully reviewed her scores in all six subjects, and they were all quite average.

It has no strong points, nor any weak points.

She scratched her head.

Beside Li Yan, Jiang Yingzhu pointed to her score.

"See? Five more points than last time. The ranking hasn't changed either. You'll be working like a dog for me from now on."

"Row."

Li Yan nodded, then suddenly said thoughtfully:
"I have a feeling you bombed your Chinese test. You got 115, which is a little lower than your average score. Did you eat too much this morning and forget your brain at home? Let me see your Chinese test paper."

Jiang Yingzhu looked guilty and pretended to be nonchalant, saying:

"No, I just didn't do well on my essay."

Li Yan chuckled and reached into her drawer.

Jiang Yingzhu quickly intercepted them, and the two began a hand-touching battle.

Finally, Jiang Yingzhu took out the test paper because the Chinese class had started.

No students from other classes made it into the top 30 of the grade in this monthly exam.

Therefore, no one was eliminated.

In Chinese class, Li Ping did the same thing as always: changed seats and started writing an essay.

Before you know it, it's time for your evening rest.

Before her classmates left, Ye Hui quickly stood up and shouted.

"Everyone, please wait a moment."

Everyone stopped, and then listened to her.

"Which students would like to come with me to pull up the class uniform?"

"The class uniforms have arrived!" Someone's eyes lit up and they immediately raised their hand, "Me!"

Xiao Shuai also raised his hand.

Helping the class monitor with a task might earn you a small reward like a milk tea, or even a treat to a meal.

That's pretty good!

The boys in the class enthusiastically signed up.

Ye Hui selected five people to go to the Cainiao Station.

Seeing them go to pick up the package, Li Yan suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to pick up the clothes that Ms. Fang had sent him.

Never mind, there's a sports meet tomorrow, I'll have plenty of time to pick it up myself.

During their evening break, Li Yan took Jiang Yingzhu for a walk in the riverside park.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, or if they have some kind of information transmission method that Li Yan is unaware of.

Now, during evening study time, Jiang Yingzhu and her two friends are always busy with two things and have some free time.

Li Yan felt that there were two people missing, and he was less noticeable when walking on the street.

Evening self-study is in English.

Ye Hui and Zhou Qinqin discussed it and then began distributing the class uniforms.

Perhaps they understood how much the students cared about class uniforms at this price point.

Ye Hui personally distributed each item according to the size chart.

“Class uniforms, everyone wear them and let me see!” Zhou Qinqin said with great interest.

She didn't have these things back then; she always wore school uniforms.

Even without Zhou Qinqin saying anything, the students in the class couldn't wait to put on their new clothes.

A black trench coat exudes a sense of composure and solemnity, while also appearing understated.

Wearing them makes men look handsome and women look beautiful.

"Zhu Gelin, I was wondering why you went to the barbershop so late during your break. You're really putting on an act!"

Yang Xiong looked at Zhu Gelin, who had a messy, center-parted hairstyle and wore silver-rimmed glasses, standing next to him.

After putting on the British-style black trench coat, and with the help of the coat's design, he really did have the look of a British student.

Zhu Gelin looked at Yang Xiong and said, "You're not bad either, you're like my bodyguard."

Eat shit!

Compared to the lively atmosphere of the two side groups, the large group in the middle was rather quiet.

From Li Yan's deskmate to those in front and behind him, and then to those further back, everyone was looking at him. Even Zhou Qinqin on the podium had a look of admiration in her eyes.

As Li Yan put on his trench coat, everyone around him forgot what they were supposed to do.

Li Yan already had a perfect figure, and the trench coat made him even more perfect.

It possesses masculine strength and a touch of just the right amount of gentleness.

He doesn't look strong, but he's unusually upright.

His slightly lazy demeanor was transformed into a dashing one by the clothes, and the black trench coat exuded a sense of composure and reliability.

"Holy crap! The class monitor is actually this handsome!"

(End of this chapter)