Everyone's been reborn, so who would bother finding a wife on their own?

Chapter 76 No Early Romantic Relationships Allowed!

The sun was still scorching on September 1st.

A red archway stood at the entrance of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, with the words "Welcome New Students" written on it, its surface bleached white by the sun.

Several older students wearing sashes stood at the entrance, holding signs indicating the directions to each class.

Parents weren't allowed to come in; they could only drop their children off at the door and then stand outside looking around.

Passersby always take a second look at this school.

Jiangcheng No.1 High School is the best high school in Jiangcheng, bar none.

Those who can get into this school are the cream of the crop from all the junior high schools.

The security guards at the gate all puffed out their chests, unlike those at other schools.

Some people whispered among themselves, "I heard the students here are strictly managed; don't even think about dating."

The person next to him nodded, "Of course, it's No. 1 High School, academics come first."

Just then, a boy and a girl wearing the uniforms of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School walked in from the school gate.

The boy wore a white T-shirt under a school uniform jacket, the zipper undone, his chest open.

The girls wore their school uniforms neatly, their ponytails tied high, swaying as they walked.

"Song Huan, don't step on the manhole cover!"

The girl suddenly shouted.

The boy lifted his foot, walked around the manhole cover, and continued walking.

They didn't stop walking; it seemed like they were used to it.

"Song Huan, don't hunch your back!"

The boy pulled his shoulders back a little and straightened his back a bit.

"Song Huan, wear your backpack properly! Don't carry it on one shoulder! It'll make your spine hunch!"

The boy sighed, pulled the backpack straps that had slipped down his shoulders back up, and obediently carried it on both shoulders.

Passersby stared in disbelief at the scene.

Is this girl a firefighter? She's acting like she's putting out a fire, following every command.

Song Huan walked ahead, her expression having changed from helplessness to numbness.

He turned his head and glanced at Xiao Yunqing next to him. She was standing with her hands on her hips, her ponytail sticking up, and she looked completely self-righteous.

"Big sister, are you my mother? Why are you meddling so much?"

Xiao Yunqing snorted, "Aunt Zhang said that I should discipline you properly at school and not let you do any illegal or disorderly things."

"When did I break the law?"

"You almost stepped on a manhole cover last time."

"What? Stepping on a manhole cover is illegal?"

"Aunt Zhang said that stepping on a manhole cover is unlucky."

Song Huan took a deep breath. Okay, since it's what Mom said, I'll put up with it.

After taking a couple of steps, Xiao Yunqing spoke again.

"Also, I'll keep an eye on you and make sure you don't date too early."

Song Huan paused, turning to look at her.

She tilted her chin up, her expression as serious as if she were reading out school rules.

Song Huan glanced at her for two seconds, then turned and walked away with long strides toward the school gate.

"Then I'll just drop out of school."

Xiao Yunqing was stunned for a moment, then quickly caught up and grabbed his sleeve, "Why?!"

Song Huan stopped, turned around and looked at her with a smile on her face.

"If you don't start dating in high school, what's the point of high school?"

Several students passing by slowed down a beat when they heard this and turned to look.

A senior high school boy wearing glasses, who was passing by, pushed up his glasses and whispered to the person next to him, "This person is definitely not from No. 1 High School. There are no early relationships at No. 1 High School."

The senior high school student next to him nodded, "Yes, it's definitely not."

Xiao Yunqing stood there, her face flushed red, whether from anger or embarrassment, it was hard to tell.

She clung to Song Huan's sleeve, refusing to let go. "If you dare to have a relationship, I'll tell Aunt Zhang!"

Song Huan smiled slightly as she looked at her anxious expression.

Because he heard her heart's voice, clearly and distinctly.

[If you dare look at any other girl besides me, I'll get angry!]

He suppressed a laugh and nodded. "Okay, okay, no early romance. Romance is about taking it slow, talking slowly, and talking in an orderly way. Talk about it first to lead the conversation."

Xiao Yunqing snorted, loosened his sleeve, and turned to walk forward.

Her ponytail swung and hit his face.

"Let's go see how we're assigned to classes."

Song Huan followed and walked beside her.

The two people crossed the playground and walked towards the bulletin board.

A huge crowd had gathered in front of the bulletin board, three or four layers deep, all there to see the class assignments.

Xiao Yunqing stood on tiptoe and looked twice, but couldn't see it. She turned around and glared at Song Huan, "You're taller, you help me see."

Song Huan is 1.72 meters tall, which is not tall in a crowd, but she is still half a head taller than Xiao Yunqing.

He stood on tiptoe and glanced at the bulletin board, starting from Class 1, then Class 2, Class 3... all the way to Class 8.

"Class 8," he said.

"Class 8?" Xiao Yunqing leaned closer. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, Class 8. You're here too."

Xiao Yunqing was taken aback for a moment. When she realized that the two were in the same class, the corners of her mouth turned up, but she quickly suppressed it again. "Let's go and take a look."

The two squeezed into the crowd and approached the notice board.

The list of Class 8 was pasted in the lower right corner, two A4 sheets of paper, densely packed with names.

Looking from top to bottom, Xiao Yunqing saw that the first name was Chen Xu, the second was Lu Ciyuan, and the third was Zhao Qihang.

She scanned the row and saw Song Huan in the fourth row, and herself in the fifth row.

"It really is Class 8," she said softly, her tone tinged with a hint of joy.

Song Huan stood to the side, looking at the list, but her mind was on something else.

Class 8 is a regular class, not an elite class.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Even if you're in a regular class, someone who gets into No. 1 High School would be considered one of the best in any other school.

He glanced at the names on the list and silently sighed to himself that even if he were to live his life again, he still couldn't compare to those gifted guys when it came to studying.

Xiao Yunqing didn't notice that he was in a daze, and turned around to walk towards the teaching building. "Let's go, let's go back to the classroom."

Song Huan took two steps, then suddenly stopped. "You go first, I need to use the restroom."

Xiao Yunqing turned around and glared at him, "Lazy people poop and pee a lot."

Song Huan handed over her schoolbag, saying, "Help me save a seat."

Xiao Yunqing took the schoolbag, her face slightly flushed.

Of course she knew what "reserving a seat" meant—reserving two seats side by side.

She took the schoolbag, hugged it to her arms, and said, "Okay."

Song Huan looked at her, who was trying to appear calm, and didn't move. She just stood there, staring straight at her.

Xiao Yunqing felt uncomfortable under his gaze. "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, just taking a look."

Xiao Yunqing's face went from slightly flushed to bright red. "Are you... are you going to the restroom or not?"

"Go." He still didn't move, continuing to look at her.

Xiao Yunqing gritted her teeth, "If you're not going, take your schoolbag back. I'm leaving by myself."

"Then go ahead and leave."

She turned and walked away, but after taking two steps, she stopped and looked back at him.

He was still standing there, hands in his pockets, a smirk on his face.

She then realized that he was teasing her.

"Song Huan!" she stomped her foot angrily, shoving her schoolbag into his arms. "Fine, if you don't want to give it to me, then forget it!"

Song Huan quickly caught the schoolbag, grinning, "Here you go, who said I didn't want to give it to you?"

"How annoying!"

Xiao Yunqing glared at him, snatched the schoolbag back, hugged it to her arms, and turned to leave.

She walked quickly, her ponytail swinging high, but her ears were so red they looked like they could bleed.

Song Huan watched her retreating figure, smiled, and turned to walk towards the restroom.

Teasing Xiao Yunqing daily (1/1)

mission completed!

……

After leaving the restroom, Song Huan slipped into the classroom through the back door.

Class 8's classroom is at the far end of the third floor. It's not big, but it's very clean.

Two potted green ivy plants sat on the windowsill, their leaves a glossy green.

The tables and chairs were new, with light blue tabletops and a slight smell of paint.

When Song Huan entered through the back door, there were several boys sitting in the back row, whispering among themselves.

He didn't notice, but glanced ahead, looking for Xiao Yunqing.

She sat in the third row by the window, next to an empty seat, with his schoolbag on the table.

He was about to walk over when the voices of the boys in the back row drifted over.

"Who do you think is the prettiest girl in our class?"

Song Huan paused for a moment.

I love this topic! Please include me!

He turned his head and glanced at the four boys gathered in the last row: one fat, one thin, one tall, and one short.

The fat one was holding a bottle of cola, the skinny one was chewing on his nails, the tall one was leaning back in his chair with his legs crossed, and the short one was huddled in a corner with a slightly flushed face.

Song Huan couldn't help but move closer.

Several people looked up at him, and the fatter one spoke first, "Brother, who are you?"

"Song Huan is also in this class," he said.

"Oh, my name is Zhao Qihang." The chubby one stretched out his hand; it was fleshy and strong.

"Lu Ciyuan." The thinner one nodded, taking his finger away from his mouth; there was still saliva on it.

Song Huan then refused to shake hands with him.

"Chen Xu." The taller one raised his hand as a greeting.

The shorter one huddled in the corner, his face still red, and whispered something that no one could hear.

Song Huan glanced at him and silently memorized those four faces.

As for the one in the low corner, his name was Xu Heng, which Song Huan only learned later.

Zhao Qihang patted the chair next to him, "Sit down, sit down, let's discuss this together."

Song Huan sat down, and before the chair had even warmed up, Zhao Qihang pointed to a girl with a ponytail in the front row and asked, "Um, what do you think?"

Song Huan looked in the direction he was pointing and saw Xiao Yunqing.

She was talking to the girl next to her with her head turned to the side, and smiled, revealing two dimples.

"It's beautiful." Lu Ciyuan's eyes widened.

Zhao Qihang slapped his thigh, "I knew it! Lu Ciyuan and I have always had different tastes, but this time we're finally on the same page. A perfect 10, absolutely a perfect 10! She's the class beauty, no, the school beauty."

Lu Ciyuan nodded beside him, then started nibbling on his fingers again. "Agreed. With looks like that, he'd be in the top ten in the whole school."

Chen Xu didn't speak, but he raised his head and glanced in Xiao Yunqing's direction.

She glanced at him, then quickly lowered her head, her face turning from red to deep red.

Seeing his reaction, Song Huan silently labeled him in her mind.

However, Chen Xu is also a contrast; despite being so tall, he's as shy as a kitten.

Zhao Qihang rubbed his hands together, his face flushed with excitement. "Hey, should we go get their contact information?"

Chen Xu was the first to shake his head, shaking it like a rattle-drum, "I'm not going."

Zhao Qihang looked at Lu Ciyuan again.

Lu Ciyuan stopped biting his nails, opened his mouth, then closed it again.

He was quite eloquent during the discussion, but when it came to actually taking action, he chickened out faster than anyone else.

Zhao Qihang looked at the two cowards, sighed, took out three red bills from his pocket, and slapped them on the table.

"Three hundred yuan. Whoever dares to sit in the empty seat next to her, this money is theirs."

Chen Xu and Lu Ciyuan stared wide-eyed at the three hundred yuan.

But after glancing at the empty seat next to Xiao Yunqing and then at Xiao Yunqing herself, he still didn't move.

Song Huan sat to the side, looking at the three hundred yuan, and then at the empty seat in the front row.

His schoolbag was on the table.

He picked up the money without making a sound and put it in his pocket.

Zhao Qihang was stunned. "What are you doing?"

Song Huan stood up, patted his pants, and walked to the front row amidst the shocked gazes of the three people.

He walked past the fourth row, then the third row, and stopped next to Xiao Yunqing.

Xiao Yunqing was talking to the girl next to her when she sensed someone standing beside her and looked up.

"Why are you only just getting back?" she complained, handing him her schoolbag from the table. "I saved you a seat, come sit down."

Song Huan took the schoolbag and sat down.

In the back row, Zhao Qihang almost dropped the Coke bottle in his hand.

Lu Ciyuan's fingers slid down from his lips, his mouth opening into an "O" shape.

Chen Xu raised his head, glanced at it, then lowered his head again, his face turning even redder.

Zhao Qihang turned to look at Lu Ciyuan, "He...he knows him?"

Lu Ciyuan shook his head, looking equally bewildered.

The three of them watched as the boy in the front row put his backpack into the drawer, took out a notebook, and placed it on the table.

Xiao Yunqing, who was next to him, turned her head and said something to him. He replied, and Xiao Yunqing smiled. He smiled too.

Zhao Qihang looked down at his empty palm; the three hundred yuan was gone.

He raised his head, glanced at the two people in front of him, his mouth moved as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Lu Ciyuan chimed in hushed tones, "You just said, who wouldn't dare sit in that seat?"

Zhao Qihang glared at him and then fell silent.

Three hundred yuan, gone just like that.