I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 65 Confession
Li Yan decided to plan his future studies.

Since the system has arbitrarily filled the gaps in my knowledge of cultivation, I should save my energy for this area of ​​knowledge instead of relying on the system for cultivation.

As for the actual academic knowledge, he can handle that himself.

Whether it's physical training, qi cultivation, or mental power training, all of these directly or indirectly enhance his comprehension, making it easy for him to learn some high school knowledge.

"Okay, from now on, we'll supplement our cultivation theory in the morning and practice cultivation in the evening. That's how it will be."

As for the time-wasting homework, Li Yan thought for a moment and shouted to the neighbor next door.

"Jiang Yingzhu, come and help me with my homework!"

"Get lost, you've got a big head, haven't you?"

I'll make you stir-fried pork with noodles tomorrow morning.

"You think you can buy me off like this?!"

"Then I'll make it for Mengmeng."

Half a minute later, Jiang Yingzhu appeared in Li Yan's bedroom with Mei Mengqian, and the two said in unison:

"Let's do it together."

"Alright, then one serving each tomorrow morning. Find your own seats."

So the two of them divided up the homework and took over Li Yan's desk.

Li Yan was scrolling through his phone, and in a short time, his number of followers had increased to 200,000.

However, that wasn't the main thing; he received several business orders.

This is a sample of a domestically produced Bluetooth headset, which leans towards a smaller, more compact design, with an overall shape resembling a slightly chubby yin-yang symbol.

The other party quoted 15,000, which is within the normal range based on his number of followers.

Li Yan asked them for three pairs of headphones, planning to find some time to work on the video.

After reviewing the business list, I logged into the author assistant and posted my daily updates.

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Early the next morning
Because they got up too late, the noodles with toppings were postponed to dinner. The three of them rode their bikes to school, intending to have breakfast at the cafeteria.

Jiang Yingzhu insisted on switching bikes, and Li Yan couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he agreed.

"Hey, don't go too fast, this isn't your car, is it?"

Li Yan called out from behind.

"So what? I'll be quick! Hehe!"

Jiang Yingzhu spoke from the front, stood up and pedaled a few times, then slowed down again.

Li Yan ignored her and routinely checked the system tasks. Suddenly, he noticed that Jiang Yingzhu's side quest had been refreshed.

You've bumped into your childhood friend Jiang Yingzhu, as well as a good friend from your preschool class. It's time to stick together and support each other. Build a deeper connection with Fairy Jiang!

[Reward: Introduction to Formation]

Li Yan was taken aback. Where did this chance encounter with a friend come from?

He scanned the area with his divine sense and discovered that Wang Zhenyu and Gan Tiantian were sharing a bowl of noodles outside a noodle shop on the street.

"Good heavens! I haven't even experienced this yet, and you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, have already gone through it!"

Li Yan was speechless. With a thought, he made Wang Zhenyu slurp the noodles, causing them to sway more wildly and drip onto Gan Tiantian's hand.

"Good bro, no need to thank me, just lick her clean!"

Promoting his best friend's romance was just a minor incident; Li Yan's main focus was still on the system tasks.

It's a formation, but I don't know what it corresponds to here.

However, talismans brought him considerable limitations, and I believe the same applies to formations.

However, a simple greeting probably won't be enough to complete the task, since he just did it.

Seeking warmth in groups?

Deepen connections?

Li Yan stared at the two words with a curious expression, his thoughts wandering further and further.

Could it be that they're seeking warmth from deeper within?!
Σ(⊙▽⊙"a
Probably not, considering his 'friends' are among them.

"It should be a mutual help group within the sect (school). Forget about clubs, or maybe a study group, where senior students can give lectures."

After careful consideration, Li Yan made up his mind, and the three of them went to the school.

"What are you muttering to yourself?" Jiang Yingzhu parked the car and looked over suspiciously.

"It's nothing. I think we can form a study group, what do you think?" Li Yan said.

“Sure, let’s get Wang Zhenyu and Tian Tian involved, and call our senior to tutor us. I’ve seen her selling grilled sausages on the street in the evenings several times; she works so hard.”

Li Yan didn't even need to explain in detail; Jiang Yingzhu, as if she could read his mind, understood his plan with just a glance.

"Yes, that's it." Li Yan nodded and looked at Mei Mengqian. "Do you have anything to add?"

"When and where will we learn?"

"Of course, it's at the library during the holidays, or you can stay at home. It depends on whether the senior student is willing to come," Li Yan said.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

And so it was settled: Li Yan would handle things with the senior, and Jiang Yingzhu would summon her old classmates.

During their conversation, the three crossed the playground and entered the cafeteria.

"Why are there so few people?" Jiang Yingzhu glanced around the hall. "Maybe they can't get up yet," Li Yan said, looking towards the window. "What are you eating?"

“They’re not the same. Let’s each order one and take turns eating them,” Jiang Yingzhu said, pulling him back.

“Okay, then I’ll have the three-delicacy wontons,” Li Yan said.

“Okay, I’ll go buy some beef noodles. Mengmeng, what do you want to eat?” Jiang Yingzhu asked.

Mei Mengqian looked around for a moment, then her eyes lit up. "They have bean curd sheets! I'll go buy some."

"OK, let's go!"

When Li Yan arrived at the wonton stall, he discovered that they were making the wontons fresh to order.

I don't know if it was because Jiang Yingzhu's reaction last time had an effect.

"Auntie, one bowl, please."

"okay."

The wontons were a bit slow, so much so that Jiang Yingzhu and her companion finished buying them while Li Yan was still waiting.

When he returned with a large soup bowl, he suddenly found a crowd gathered around him.

Li Yan looked into the crowd and saw Xiao Qingmei and Mei Mengqian sitting at the dining table.

Before Jiang Yingzhu stood a field of flowers, the fiery red roses vibrant and beautiful, their packaging exquisite.

At the other end of the rose, a man dressed in trendy clothes and sporting a mohawk stood ramrod straight.

Behind him were several boys who had clearly followed him.

The trendy man with the mohawk looked at Jiang Yingzhu with a sincere expression and deep affection in his eyes, and said:

"Jiang Yingzhu, I like you, will you be my girlfriend?"

"Wow! This is so romantic!" a girl nearby whispered.

"Those flowers seem to be from the nearby flower shop; they cost nine yuan and ninety cents each. There must be at least several hundred of them here!"

"He's really rich, and his clothes don't look cheap either."

Someone echoed his sentiment, and then several people behind the mohawk-clad man shouted in agreement. Immediately afterward, the people around him also started to cheer.

Li Yan raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself that they would behave once she beat them all up with a baton.

He glanced at Jiang Yingzhu, who sat there with a cold expression.

She crossed her arms, her long, straight eyebrows slightly lowered, and her phoenix eyes upturned, making her look even more sharp and cool.

The light from the window outlined her willow-like figure, making her appear from afar as a stunningly beautiful, aloof young woman.

Li Yan almost forgot about it.

It's her personality that's more memorable than her image.

Just as he was about to take a step, he saw Jiang Yingzhu glance in his direction, wrinkle her little nose,

OK, Little Green Plum is about to stir things up.

Li Yan stopped and became a spectator.

Jiang Yingzhu took out her phone and fiddled with it while speaking casually.

"Who are you? Which class are you in?!"

The mohawk-clad man's face lit up with joy, feeling that the usual barrage of money was working as well as ever. He straightened his back and said:

"Ouyang Ming and Jiang Yingzhu from Class 3, Grade 11, I fell in love with you the moment I saw you during military training. Be my girlfriend!"

"Wait a minute, I need to reply to a message. By the way, those losers in the back are in your class."

"Yep!"

"very good."

Jiang Yingzhu nodded and remained seated without speaking. Shortly after, a kind-looking middle-aged man arrived with the dean of students and several student council members.

"Holy crap, the principal is here!"

"And the head of the grade level too!!"

"Damn, the student council, this is going to be interesting."

The students around were talking amongst themselves, while Jiang Yingzhu sat in her seat and waved to the middle-aged man in the plaid shirt who was leading the group.

"Uncle, over here."

She called out, and in the sudden silence that followed, she looked at the Mohican man.

“Mo Ximing, right? You can talk to my uncle.”

"Huh? This... this..."

Mo Ximing, or rather, Ouyang Ming, felt his legs go weak and he almost knelt down as the principal and dean of students approached.

His family is a little rich, and he got used to throwing money at girls in junior high school, so he's never experienced anything like this before.

His family had no connections, but the thought of the other party being the principal made him feel dizzy and his vision blurred!
His buddies weren't much better off; their world collapsed at once!
"Hey classmate, is your name Mo Ximing? You want to date my niece?"

Principal Jiang walked up to Ouyang Ming, crushing the roses scattered on the ground as he walked, and said with his head down.

The grade director and others who were following behind also trampled the roses and watched silently.

"Gulp!" Ouyang Ming swallowed hard. "Uh... Principal Jiang, I... I won't do it again!"

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(End of this chapter)