Rebirth Daily Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 726 Gathering of Talents
Wednesday, noon.

A river dam bungalow away from the hustle and bustle.

The golden warm sun fell in front of the door, forming a warm and bright light and shadow. Uncle Zhang was eating pumpkin seeds at the door and chatting with Uncle Tang and Teacher Qian. The Bully dog ​​next to him was lying on the ground and taking a nap. What a beautiful scene on earth.

In such a cozy atmosphere, Jiang Ning's titanium-gray electric car broke the silence of the bungalow, and the bully dog ​​immediately jumped up from the ground to greet the real master of this land.

Uncle Zhang cursed: "Dead dog!"

Uncle Tang's cat also ran over to kneel down, but Uncle Tang's reaction seemed much calmer in comparison.

Uncle Zhang deliberately provoked trouble: "Old Tang, are you used to it?"

Uncle Tang: "I don't care anymore."

Xue Yuantong followed the smell and ran to the kitchen, where he saw his mother cooking at the stove.

She called out "Mom".

Aunt Gu said, "There are two more dishes ready, please wait a moment."

Xue Yuantong originally wanted to pick some vegetables to eat, but her mother was worried that the vegetables would get cold due to the cold weather, so she put the vegetables in a big pot and covered it to keep it warm, so her plan failed.

She had no choice but to sneak to Jiang Ning's house next door. While doing this, she fumbled around and found that the computer was actually turned on. So Xue Yuantong had to sit in front of the computer reluctantly.

A few minutes later, Xue Yuantong was holding the mouse, in the 'Silent Village' of CF's biochemical mode, she was holding the silver killer obtained from brushing boxes, and was exchanging cannons and sniper rifles with someone.

After switching to the sniper gun, Xue Yuantong used the crouching jump technique to easily jump onto the high platform of the container. From this position, she could overlook the entire map. Then, holding the sniper gun, she could snipe whoever she wanted.

She waited quietly for the random transformation into a ghost. At this moment, two annoying teammates came up to the platform and squeezed her.

The next second, Xue Yuantong randomly became the Terminator. She reacted extremely quickly, clicking the mouse and shaking the camera, infecting both of the lucky ones.

Xue Yuantong laughed proudly: "Hahaha, who dares to compete with me for territory!"

She controlled the Terminator to fly down and start hunting for the whole place.

At this time, Aunt Gu appeared at the door. Seeing her daughter sitting in front of the computer, she couldn't help but frowned: "It's okay if she comes back in the evening, but you come back at noon now. Can't you wait for such a short time before dinner? You have to turn on the computer?"

Xue Yuantong: "No, I just touched it and the computer turned on."

Aunt Gu: "How can the computer turn on if you touch it casually?"

Xue Yuantong: "I accidentally touched the power button."

Aunt Gu shouted, "Stop playing and eat!"

Xue Yuantong curled her lips and said, "Mom, why are you being so mean to me? I won't be late for dinner."

Aunt Gu: "I'm not calling you to eat?"

Xue Yuantong told her mother a negative example to warn her of her mistakes: "You should be gentler. You see, Aunt Hua is unhappy because she puts pressure on Chuchu every day. You can't be too harsh on me."

Aunt Gu was no longer angry. She said in a gentle tone, "Okay, I grilled three pieces of squid for lunch. Jiang Ning, Chu Chu and I will share them. You don't have to eat them."

……

afternoon.

Jiang Ning placed two lounge chairs at the door and a small square table in the middle. On the table was a quaint and compact tea stove. The red charcoal emitted a scorching heat, and above it was a purple clay teapot.

Jiang Ning was making milk tea. The aroma of tea and milk filled the air, which was extremely tempting.

Even Zhuang Jianhui, who was passing by with a fishing rod, could smell the refreshing fragrance.

During his recovery period after his fracture, he had nothing to do and often went to the fish pond to fish when the weather was good. Because he had one hand, other anglers jokingly called him the "Fishing Man" and he became a role model for persistence in fishing.

Even because of Zhuang Jianhui's arrival, the fish pond business has improved in the past two days, and the female fishermen have even surpassed the male fishermen.

Zhuang Jianhui took a bus home.

Xue Yuantong squinted her eyes and looked at the white clouds in the sky. She was worried: "Jiang Ning, the school is holding a New Year's Eve party in the playground tonight. What if it suddenly rains? Will the event be cancelled?"

"Maybe." The cold rain in winter is still very freezing. If the event is forced to be held, many weak students may get sick.

Xue Yuantong: "Will it rain tonight?"

It's not that she doesn't check the weather forecast, but nowadays, even the most accurate Moji Weather is not very accurate. It clearly predicted that it would be sunny today, but it rained in the evening. When Xue Yuantong reopened the software and was about to settle the score with it, she found that the weather software showed that it was raining again. What a flexible response! Xue Yuantong felt ashamed of herself.

Jiang Ning was just about to answer when Teacher Qian from next door heard this and said confidently, "It will definitely not rain tonight."

Xue Yuantong was puzzled: "How do you know?"

Teacher Qian: "My wife has rheumatic bone disease."

Xue Yuantong remained silent.

Jiang Ning: “Awesome.”

The Samoyed raised by Bi Yue was running happily and freely in the open space in front of the bungalow. When Zhang the Butcher's Bulldog found it, it was not too angry about it. It lay on the warm ground, greedily breathing in the aroma of milk tea.

Bi Yue wandered to the door of Xue's house and smelled the milk tea that Jiang Ning was cooking. Her face changed. Bi Yue couldn't bear to see these lowly ants living happily. In her opinion, these people were born to be slaves every day. In this way, she would be even happier.

She tutted and teased, "It's quite romantic. You even know how to make milk tea."

Xue Yuantong: "Yeah."

Bi Yue: "Alas, what a pity, this is the only entertainment you have."

Xue Yuantong was too lazy to pay attention to her. She just picked up the Ru kiln teacup and took a sip carefully.

Bi Yue covered his mouth and said, "Cherish these two years. When you graduate, you will have to work like a slave."

"There's nothing we can do. The resource gap is too big. When my grandfather was the director, your grandfather was still farming. Hahaha." Bi Yue laughed exaggeratedly.

When Jiang Ning heard this, he thought to himself: "Not only does he have a director father, but he also has a grandfather. Well, Lin Zida should be investigating."

Xue Yuantong was not aware of Lin Zida's actions. She was unhappy and asked, "Jiang Ning, how effective is this tea in reducing internal heat?"

Jiang Ning: “Not very good.”

Xue Yuantong said viciously: "You didn't use it in the right place. You should pour the boiling milk tea on some people's faces, and then it will cool down!"

When these words were spoken, Bi Yue turned pale with fright.

She could hardly bear to think of the consequences of being splashed with boiling tea, and she hurried to get into her brand new Porsche.

……

In the afternoon, the third class.

Tongtong was sleeping. Jiang Ning got up, left the classroom alone, and strolled across the campus square.

New Year’s Day is not a traditional holiday, but No. 4 Middle School still decided to hold it seriously this time. After all, the students have already gone home for the Spring Festival.

The festive atmosphere enveloped the entire campus. Big red lanterns were hung on the poplar trees, colorful flags were hung, and all kinds of ribbons were connected and intertwined.

Jiang Ning looked up and saw that the podium in the playground was covered with a red carpet. There was also a multimedia truck parked nearby to provide equipment support for the entire New Year's Day party.

"I remember that this day in my previous life was not as lively and prosperous as it is now." Jiang Ning thought silently as he watched all this.

In the previous life, there was no rise of the Evergreen Liquid Group. No. 4 Middle School was as poor as ever, and funds were scarce, so each class held its own party.

Class 8 became even more fragmented because of the class division in the second year of high school. Xue Yuantong, Bai Yuxia, Chen Qian and other top students were all transferred to the experimental class. Wu Xiaoqi was persuaded to drop out, and the class seemed a little lonely.

The living committee member suggested that everyone contribute 20 yuan each, with the excess being refunded and the shortfall being supplemented, to host the New Year's Eve party together. Later, a conflict arose because of Zhang Chi. This kind of collective action would be difficult to accomplish once a conflict arose.

Finally, the life committee member stated that students who were willing to participate would pay, and those who did not want to participate did not have to pay.

Jiang Ning thought it was meaningless at the time, and twenty yuan was not a small amount of money for him.

So, he didn't pay the twenty yuan and went back to his uncle's house after school in the afternoon.

When his aunt saw this, she said he was not sociable.

Jiang Ning turned around and went out to a black Internet cafe, where he spent ten yuan to check in all night and another four yuan to buy a bucket of instant noodles. He ate both the noodles and the soup and felt very full.

It was very cold in the second half of the night, and he fell asleep on the shabby little bed in the black Internet cafe, wrapped in a torn quilt.

I vaguely remember that Shen Qing'e posted on her QQ space that night. She took a photo in the classroom with Yu Wen, Jiang Yanan, and some outstanding boys. She had cake cream on her face and a cute smile.

But at that time, Jiang Ning just felt strange.

Suddenly, there were fluctuations in his spiritual consciousness, and Jiang Ning instinctively reached out and grabbed a paper airplane.

He turned around and saw two girls standing in the corridor in front of Building 4, staring at him blankly.

Soon, a girl ran by, apparently trying to take the paper plane back.

When she had run half the distance, Jiang Ning blew on the paper airplane and pushed it forward. The paper airplane flew over the girl's head and towards the corridor.

……

Building 4, second floor, Talent Assembly Room.

The so-called talents is a unified title given to the students participating in the performance by Guo Ran, one of the persons in charge of this New Year's Eve party.

As soon as Jiang Ning stepped into the classroom, he heard bursts of noise.

A female teacher sat behind a desk, ignoring the noise. She asked Jiang Ning:
"Hello, are you signing in?"

"Well, Class 8 of Grade , Jiang Ning, the program is [Mars]." He said.

After finishing his speech, he stepped into the room. This classroom was slightly larger, almost equivalent to a university lecture hall, large enough to accommodate a hundred people.

Luo Jun and Gu Tai, two of the top students from Class 11 of Grade , stood on their desks, holding up microphones made from rolled-up textbooks and giving a speech:

"The first time they cancelled Pang Jiao's show, I didn't speak out because I'm not Pang Jiao!"

"The second time, they cancelled my show and you didn't speak up because you're not me!"

His voice is filled with strong emotions, which is deafening and a warning to the world.

He continued his speech: "The third time..."

Wu Xiaoqi was alone in a corner, holding a basketball. He shouted, "For the third time, all the remaining programs have passed. They won't cancel them anymore."

Luo Jun and Gu Tai were furious, and they wanted to hold a grand funeral for Wu Xiaoqi right now!

Jiang Ning found a random seat and sat down. There were a few men and women scattered around, including Wu Yunzhi, a freshman in high school, Lan Zichen, and a little further away, Shang Wanqing.

There were a few girls chatting there, and judging by their chat logs, they should be senior high school students.

A girl said: "Shanshan, you have spent too much time on this program. I still think that the college entrance examination is more important."

The girl called Shanshan has a good appearance and a long pigtail. She has the temperament of a girl next door, but also has a sharpness that should not be underestimated.

Shanshan stared at the protesting group in front of her and felt suffocated. She relaxed and said, "The college entrance examination is indeed important, but I don't want to look back on my high school years in the future and find that my memories are all about studying from dawn to dusk."

The girl sighed: "Shanshan, you are too idealistic. I have seen too many examples. My cousin is from a 985 university and can go to a big company for internship during the summer vacation. She is exposed to and learns a lot of knowledge. My sister is only from a second-tier university and can only work in a shopping mall during the summer vacation."

"But, hey, everyone has their own aspirations." The girl didn't insist.

Another girl said: "Speaking of summer jobs, there is a particularly funny thing. My brother went to work in a factory during the summer vacation and met a classmate who dropped out of junior high school. That classmate became a supervisor."

Shanshan, who had pigtails, finally spoke, with a firm tone in her voice: "He may be a supervisor in the factory for his whole life, but your brother is different. In the future, your brother..."

Jiang Ning said: "Your brother will change to another factory to work."

As soon as these words were spoken, the three girls nearby all looked at him.

Jiang Ning turned his face away and said nothing more.

……

As time passed, several more students came to the Talent Assembly Room.

After Cui Yu and Guo Kunnan signed in, they quickly came to the back row. He found Jiang Ning and said the first sentence:
"Jiang Ning, your Mars has met its match!"

Guo Kunnan was equally serious: "It is rumored that there are people whose programs are similar to yours, and even surpass yours by one dimension!"

"Oh? Who is it?"

Cui Yu said: "She is Li Shanyue. Rumor has it that she will perform fire dance at the New Year's Eve party!"

Jiang Ning was surprised: "I don't know fire Mai?"

Cui Yu winked and said, “Yes!”

In fact, he wasn’t sure if it was the sexy and hot Huo Wu.

Jiang Ning said calmly: "You need talent to act. First of all, the COS is not up to standard."

At least, according to Jiang Ning's observation, very few girls in No. 4 Middle School are qualified for the job.

Cui Yu: "Come on, Jiang Ning, don't let our class eight be suppressed by a mere woman!"

Guo Kunnan: "Yes, in case of any unexpected events, Cui Yu and I have also prepared some tricks."

Cui Yu looked fascinated: "I heard that Li Shanyue is a senior in the senior year. Well, although it is old bacon, it is still very tasty if it is cooked well."

He smacked his lips, quite obscenely.

Cui Yu looked around and said, "I wonder when Li Shanyue will arrive. I really want to see her true self."

The girl next to her, who was called Shanshan, couldn't help but say, "I am the person you are talking about."

Cui Yu stared at the pigtailed girl, his expression frozen: "Um, are you Li Shanyue?"

"I'm not Li Shanyue." said Pigtail.

Cui Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me, so what are you yelling about!"

Jiang Shanyue said: "My name is Jiang Shanyue."

Cui Yu's expression changed again: "Senior Jiang, my admiration for you has nothing to do with your last name, so Jiang Shanyue, hello, let's get to know each other again."

Jiang Shanyue shut up. How could there be such shameless people in this school?
At this time, Wanqing, a green tea merchant in the first year of high school, saw all this and there was a rift between her and Jiang Shanyue.

At this moment, her eyes flashed, and she suddenly snorted coldly:
"You can call Jiang Shanyue by her first name? She is an inheritor of intangible cultural heritage, a calligrapher, a painter, an independent woman... This name is too heavy, and you cannot bear all the efforts behind this name. Please respectfully call her Teacher Jiang, thank you!"