This person really knows how to be reborn!

Chapter 3 Rolls-Royce

The provocation worked—Yu Baiwei began explaining the problem.

As it turned out, she was right; Zeng Cheng indeed didn't understand, and the more he listened, the more his head ached.

After experiencing memory overload, Zeng Cheng chose to reconcile with himself and focused all his attention on Yu Baiwei.

She is really beautiful.

Her long hair flowed like a waterfall, her oval face was as beautiful as a flower, and her lips were red, as if they were made of cinnabar.

Her figure is also excellent, with a long and graceful neck that extends along her collarbone to her neckline.

Wow, that's quite a large scale!

Cheng Ge said his headache instantly disappeared—a man might get dizzy from 3D, but he would never get dizzy from 36D!

After Yu Baiwei finished explaining the problem, she coldly asked Zeng Cheng if he had understood it.

"Yu, you know King Louis XVI of France, right? I'm pretty much like him now—completely clueless."

Yu Baiwei raised her fair chin and said coldly, "My friend, it turns out I was right. You really aren't smart."

Zeng Cheng immediately denied it: "Impossible—it's definitely because you didn't explain it well!"

Yu Baiwei couldn't help but furrow her willow-leaf eyebrows.

I swear, I've tried my best to explain things to this guy in a way that even an idiot could understand.

"Sigh—" Zeng Cheng suddenly sighed, "It seems I overestimated you earlier. How about this, let's lower the difficulty and give you another chance to prove yourself. Explain this multiple-choice question to me!"

After a moment's hesitation, Yu Baiwei chose to continue explaining the problem to Zeng Cheng—she did indeed have a strong competitive spirit.

This question isn't too difficult.

Zeng Cheng listened attentively and quickly understood.

After confirming that Zeng Cheng understood, Yu Baiwei glared at him coldly: "Classmate, what do you say now?"

"What do you mean? You know the controlled variable method, right? I didn't understand the first question, but I understood the second. What does that mean? It means your approach was flawed!"

"this……"

"Yu, you need to work harder to improve yourself and strive to become as excellent as me!"

See? This is the sense of relaxation that second-time players experience; it's no challenge for him at all.

For the next two days, Zeng Cheng arrived at school early every day to diligently practice his skills.

Whenever they encounter a bottleneck in their cultivation, they are ashamed to ask for help and ruthlessly exploit a certain sect's holy maiden.

Besides doing practice problems, I also chatted with Yu Baiwei.

Zeng Cheng did most of the talking, while Yu Baiwei only responded occasionally, and even then, it was just "um" or "oh," acting all aloof and cold.

However, many details prove that Yu Baiwei quite enjoyed listening to him talk.

Especially when Zeng Cheng tells jokes in a serious tone, her willow-leaf eyebrows will unconsciously lift up.

Even her usually stern oval face began to show subtle expressions, so lively and expressive.

It's as if a beautiful bluefish, imbued with the spirit of heaven and earth, has been thrown into a clear mountain spring, and the bluefish sways slightly, creating layers of ripples.

May 3rd has arrived, and schools will reopen tomorrow.

Yu Baiwei arrived at the public study room early, but after looking around, she did not see Zeng Cheng.

After frowning slightly, she found a seat by the window and sat down.

Two boys tried to sit opposite her, but they couldn't withstand her aloof indifference and almost fled in panic.

Perhaps her study rhythm was disrupted, so Yu Baiwei simply put her backpack on the opposite seat and pretended that the seat was occupied.

After finishing each test paper, she would subconsciously look towards the entrance of the study room, and as time went by, she felt a sense of irritability she had never experienced before.

At this moment, Yu Baiwei clearly still couldn't understand the reason behind it—once a person has expectations, their mood will fluctuate between light and dark.

Zeng Cheng arrived at school a little after 2 p.m. – not because he was slacking off, but because he had accompanied his mother to Langzhong to visit his maternal grandmother that morning.

When they arrived at the public study room, they found that Yu Baiwei had reserved a seat for them.

"Thank you, Yu."

Yu Baiwei looked up, her expression unusually aloof.

"I put my backpack here because I don't want to be disturbed, not because I specifically reserved it for you."

"..."

Is she really that arrogant?

Zeng Cheng didn't say anything more. He sat down and started doing practice problems, but he was interrupted halfway through.

The phone on the table rang; it was a text message.

[Zeng Cheng, I only teased you a little, and you actually ignored me for three days, even forgetting that today is my birthday!]

[This is your last chance. Come to Jialedi KTV right now and apologize to me!]

Otherwise, I really will never talk to you again—I'll block your number and delete you from QQ!

Such an imperious manner is clearly only possible for Xia Ning.

Zeng Cheng frowned.

Zeng Cheng had been in a pretty good mood these past two days, having been engaged in dual cultivation with Yu Baiwei, the sect's holy maiden. However, this text message ruined his good mood.

[Blocking my phone number and deleting my QQ account, is it really that serious?]

Zeng Cheng said he was very scared.

What is the best way to eliminate fear?

Confront your fears!

Zeng Cheng quickly made a decision—to block Xia Ning's phone number and delete her QQ account.

However, he replied to the text message before taking any action.

His mother taught him to be polite from a young age, and Zeng Cheng replied to this text message very politely, reminding Xia Ning to take care of her health.

[Hey classmate, if you're having brain problems, we should get it treated.]

After blocking the phone number and deleting the QQ account, Zeng Cheng felt refreshed and was about to continue practicing his math problems when he noticed Yu Baiwei glaring at him.

It was a stare, not a look.

Zeng Cheng asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Yu Baiwei said with a hint of teasing, "Zeng, there's a rumor circulating in our class QQ group that on the day of the holiday, some idiot from our school ran three blocks with a huge bouquet of roses to confess to the girl he liked, only to find out it was a truth or dare game. Is that idiot you?"

Therefore, the greatest commonality among human beings is definitely being a gossip.

Even someone as aloof as Yu Baiwei would be interested in this kind of campus gossip.

Zeng Cheng rolled his eyes: "You were spying on me texting, weren't you?"

Yu Baiwei explained, "It's because you put your phone too low."

"Okay, it's me."

Zeng Cheng did not deny it, but nodded.

He didn't feel ashamed about it.

There is nothing wrong with a young person's sincere and humble affection, and it should not be ridiculed.

Having just been reborn, he really had a urge to confide in others, so he satisfied Yu Baiwei's curiosity by briefly recounting everything he could about his relationship with Xia Ning.

The first stirrings of love in junior high, the deep-rooted affection that blossomed over three years of high school...

After finishing his speech, Zeng Cheng chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Don't you think I'm pretty silly?"

Yu Baiwei shook her head: "No."

Zeng Cheng expressed his deep emotion.

I never expected that this sect's holy maiden would also know how to comfort people.

However, his emotions didn't last long.

Because Yu Baiwei's next sentence was like this.

"Zeng, the word 'stupid' is too neutral. You're just plain stupid."

"..."

Girl, do you have to be so blunt?

Okay, Zeng Cheng is clear on this point: "Lies don't hurt, but the truth is the sharpest knife."

"You're right, I'm just plain stupid," Zeng Cheng sighed. "Besides being stupid, don't I have any redeeming qualities?"

"some."

"I knew it—so what do you think is my greatest strength?"

"Shameless!" Yu Baiwei uttered the first three words, then added a modifier after a couple of seconds of hesitation, "Extremely thick-skinned."

This is ridiculous, can we even have a conversation today?

Zeng Cheng decisively changed the subject.

"Yu, let's have lunch together in the cafeteria tomorrow."

Yu Baiwei immediately frowned, her face full of vigilance, and asked, "Why?"

"I have too many questions I can't answer. After we finish eating, let's find a place and you can explain them to me."

"But...you could have asked the teacher."

"No teacher can talk as well as you," Zeng Cheng first gave Yu Baiwei a boost of emotional value, and then explained the reason, "We've been chatting for the past few days, so we can be considered friends, and it's normal for us to have lunch together."

"Friends?" Yu Baiwei continued to frown. "Mom said only fools need friends."

"this--"

Zeng Cheng is at a loss.

What kind of mother would educate her daughter this way?

This girl is so old, surely she doesn't have a single friend!

"Yu, I have to disagree with you on this. Humans are social animals. Only by socializing with others can we gain a sense of security and belonging. Throughout history, even the most capable people need friends."

Yu Baiwei fell silent.

His mouth moved slightly twice, but he didn't say anything.

Zeng Cheng pressed his advantage: "Then it's settled! See you at the cafeteria tomorrow at noon!"

Yu Baiwei bit her lip, and after a few seconds nodded slightly: "Mm."

As dusk fell, the two left the public study room one after the other, and then walked side by side to the school gate.

Zeng Cheng waved goodbye to Yu Baiwei—he still had to go to the parking lot next to the gate to ride his bicycle.

When Zeng Cheng pushed his bicycle out of the gate, he found that Yu Baiwei was still there. Puzzled, he pointed to the bus stop sign a hundred meters away.

"Yu, aren't you going to take the bus?"

"My driver will pick me up."

"What?"

Zeng Cheng was somewhat bewildered.

Girl, what kind of family do you come from that you have a driver?

Just as she was wondering, a powerful Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped in front of Yu Baiwei. Then a middle-aged driver in a black suit and white gloves, exuding British style, got out of the car and respectfully opened the rear door.

Zeng Cheng was completely dumbfounded.

This is Rolls-Royce, and it's the 2009 Rolls-Royce!

What's even more daunting is the variety of special passes plastered all over the car windows.

Rolls-Royce represents wealth, and these credentials signify power; together, they represent "power and wealth."

In other words, Yu Baiwei is not only a holy maiden of a sect, but also a daughter of a wealthy family!

Yu Baiwei was unaware of the shock in Zeng Cheng's eyes. She stood there and waved goodbye to Zeng Cheng.

At this moment, the gods tore the setting sun apart, and the evening glow sank low on the horizon, like a few slightly intoxicated roses.

The last rays of the setting sun fell on her delicate oval face, adding a hazy filter to her appearance, making her look like a goddess descended to earth.

In this situation, even Zeng Cheng, a second-time player, felt somewhat ashamed of himself.

After all, her family has [Phantom], while he only has [Fantasy] for now.