Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

This week felt exceptionally long, and in the blink of an eye, it was September 28th, a Sunday.

To the students' surprise, this Sunday, there was no holiday.

The break for October 1st is coming up; classes will continue until next Tuesday.

In the morning, the splendid sunlight bathed the teaching building, making it bright and complementing the greenery in the campus.

Jiang Ning rested his arm on the windowsill, the wall somewhat warm due to the warm sun.

From the desk behind, Chen Siyu confidently said, "Next is physics class. I bet the teacher won't come; it'll just be another test paper!"

Geng Lu opened the physics textbook, "How do you know?"

"Because every previous weekend, he goes to a tutoring center in An City to earn extra cash," Chen Siyu said.

This had become a shared truth in Class 8. Since the start of their second year, every Saturday when there was class, the physics teacher always left a test paper and then disappeared.

Upon hearing this, Geng Lu closed the physics book and took out a sketchbook, "Perfect, I can do some drawing."

Although the physics teacher's actions seemed irresponsible, they also granted everyone some freedom. Many students actually preferred it this way, as it allowed them a self-study class.

Chen Siyu: "Indeed, it's better than him showing up."

The physics teacher had skills, but his teaching was perfunctory, with an annoying habit of flaunting his son, who studied at Fourth Middle School and was now in his third year, consistently ranking top three in his grade.

It wouldn't be so bad if he just bragged, but he liked to belittle others.

For example, when he asked a student to answer a question and they got it wrong, he'd bring up his son, saying his son knew the answer in his first year.

His catchphrase was, "How come my son…"

So much so that everyone cursed his son every day.

Geng Lu set out her sketchbook to draw, only to see the physics teacher unexpectedly walk in from outside the door.

Chen Siyu, shocked, "Eh? What's going on!"

Geng Lu: "Damn, this is eerie."

Jiang Ning turned around to tell them, "You idiots, today the students in An City have normal classes."

Chen Siyu, realizing, "Oh, right. That's it."

She genuinely praised, "I forgot today is an adjusted workday, Jiang Ning, you're so attentive."

Jiang Ning: "… I."

Geng Lu almost laughed, pursed her lips and added, "Siyu, you're not right. He is attentive when needed, and careless when not."

Jiang Ning: "Ahem, alright, time for class, the physics teacher is watching you two."

With his words, the two girls stopped talking.

The class got into its usual rhythm.

The physics teacher was a middle-aged man, not tall, average build, square-faced, wearing glasses, and small-eyed, with probably his surname being his only highlight.

His surname was Ouyang.

During Teacher Ouyang's lecture, he unfortunately caught Duan Shigang, who was watching a video.

Duan Shigang was rewarded with standing as punishment.

Teacher Ouyang, with a disdainful smile, said, "This problem is the most basic one; why couldn't you solve it?"

Duan Shigang: "Because I don't know how."

Teacher Ouyang pointed at another student, "Liu Chuandao."

Liu Chuandao, giving up: "I don't know either."

"You don't know this, don't know that, why come to school?"

"This kind of problem, if it were my son, he solved it in junior high!" Teacher Ouyang belittled.

He wasn't afraid of offending students; he didn't care, he now earned over tens of thousands from An City's tutoring classes every month, much more satisfying than the stable salary here.

"You know my son, last time at Fourth Middle School's exam, he was first in the entire school!"

From the back row, Dan Kaiquan lowered his voice, "There he goes bragging about his son again."

The physics teacher first bragged about his son's grades, then about his upbringing of his son, concluding that the parents of the attending students were irresponsible and hadn't taught them well!

Cui Yu was watching video clips, particularly the blooper scenes with actors' awkward moments, making him laugh so hard he couldn't hold it in and laughed out loud.

Hearing this, Teacher Ouyang's expression changed, and he began to curse indirectly, "Especially certain students. With the manners you have now, your parents have failed as parents; you have failed as a child!"

A string of phrases directly targeting certain students.

This statement was outrageous; Cui Yu had no personal grudge with him, yet was humiliated like this!

Teacher Ouyang again exemplified, "A qualified father would be like me. From childhood through adulthood, I've provided my son with the best moral education, academic guidance, and nutritional support for growth!"

"Let's talk about my son being six feet two, having an advantage even playing basketball!" Vis#it- My Vi#rtua!l+ Libr+ar!y! Em&p^ire! (MV-LE.MP-@YR^). for m-o*re..

Cui Yu couldn't take it anymore: "Teacher, I've seen your son, tall and handsome."

Teacher Ouyang was just pleased.

Meng Gui added, "Teacher, your son is really tall, but isn't it unscientific since you're only about five-foot-three?"

Once this was said, the classroom fell into a sudden silence.

Cui Yu chimed in, scolding, "What do you mean, saying the teacher's son doesn't resemble him?"

The classroom grew even quieter, and Teacher Ouyang's face turned green.

Meng Gui 'finally' realized the faux pas, he 'quickly' explained, "No, no, no, I meant that the teacher is fortunate, having married a tall wife to have such an impressive son. So skillful!"

Cui Yu said, "Gui Zi, you're wrong. Our teacher's wife is only about five feet tall!"

Meng Gui, suddenly understanding, "Huh, really?"

By this point, Teacher Ouyang's face was glowing a ghostly green.

Cui Yu, observing the mood, quickly dissociated his deskmate, "Teacher, please don't mind him. My deskmate means well, we've seen the senior before, he's really tall and handsome!"

...

After class, Cui Yu and Meng Gui were taken to the office by Teacher Ouyang.

Chen Siyu glanced at the empty seat beside Bai Yuxia and asked, "Did Chai Wei take a leave this morning again?"

Jiang Ning: "Yeah, I heard he had an upset stomach."

The whole class knew that Pang Jiao pulled out all the stops every day to make nutritious breakfasts for Chai Wei. Naturally, Chen Siyu wasn't an exception; she had the fortune of seeing it once, only to find it unbearable to look at.