[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation":3,"chapter-rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-1277":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},549856,797,"Chapter 1277 - 718: The Outsider Shen Qing’e","rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-1277",1277,"\u003Cp>Class 8 seat assignments are complete. Some are happy, others want to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Sheng shredded the note sent by Duan Shigang to pieces, instinctively wanting to toss it on the ground. Pang Jiao warned him: \"You dare to throw that here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Sheng’s powerful hand tightly gripped the note. The pride of being fourth in the class was reduced to resentment!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, at that moment, seat assignments were completed, and Shan Qingrong entered the classroom, heading toward Xue Yuantong’s desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, everyone witnessed a surprising scene: Shan Qingrong and Jiang Ning each lifted one end of the desk, helping to move it to the back row.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Qian lowered his head, staring silently at his book-filled desk for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After moving the desk, Shan Qingrong and Jiang Ning together carried the original four-seating desk back to Jiang Ning’s original spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Shicheng and Wang Longlong watched helplessly as their desk was taken away, leaving them bewildered: \"?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterward, Shan Qingrong walked to the podium and announced: \"Since the seat assignments are done, pack up your books and move over. Don’t move the desks, to avoid a mess.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright.\" The students secretly curled their lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Just because he’s first in the grade? Like it’s a big deal?’ Still, this discontent wasn’t serious; everyone quite agreed with the notion that studying is paramount.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though the desks weren’t moved, the classroom was still a noisy mess. Xue Yuantong worried: \"Jiang Ning, our treasure, warm in winter and cool in summer, wasn’t it because of the location but the desk?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ning replied: \"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real reason was because of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Yuantong believed it. All these years in school, she had always been petite and never sat in the back row.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gently influenced by Jiang Ning, she was tempted, but upon arriving, she became cautious again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In contrast, Chen Siyu, carrying a pile of books, eagerly arrived, her tone expectant: \"Here I come!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pair of bright eyes curiously took in everything around, and as the distance shortened, the back blackboard became clear, even making the spread of chalk letters on the bulletin readable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like when Chen Siyu and her sister admired small art pieces, suddenly switching from a panorama to a close-up, the details were more precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, it was amazing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes later, the noise in the classroom had subsided significantly, with only faint sounds of book arrangements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Yuantong said: \"There’s no place to lean on at the back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They are now in the last row.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unintended words, but intentional listeners. Shan Qingrong noted it secretly, and after saying a few words, went out to find a chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the atmosphere had completely opened up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The novelty of the new seats prompted the students to whisper among themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Siyu directed her admiring gaze at her deskmate Bai Yuxia. Her high ponytail and sky-blue jacket gave her a pure and youthful look, simple yet captivating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Siyu sighed: \"Finally got it back!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ning understood her meaning and asked: \"When Geng Lu wasn’t around before, didn’t you always sit with Bai Yuxia?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Siyu shook her head like a rattle: \"Not the same, after all, at that time, Bai Yuxia wasn’t my deskmate. I was just a cuckoo occupying someone else’s nest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as she said this, Chen Siyu immediately thought of various [women with husbands], wouldn’t that be even more thrilling?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’No, no!’ Chen Siyu quickly denied. Bai Yuxia is different from others. She must be entirely, completely, hers from the start!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this thought, Chen Siyu felt refreshed, her face full of hope for the future, her skin radiantly bright, full of youthful vitality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her happiness, Xue Yuantong felt envious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lay on her desk, resting her head on her arms, asking: \"Siyu, you seem so happy now, even happier than the first time you sat with Bai Yuxia.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Siyu wisely said: \"Because I’ve had it before, I understand the pain of losing it better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Yuantong thought for a moment: \"If you never had it from the start, wouldn’t that avoid the pain?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Siyu disagreed: \"Not necessarily, it might still feel awful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Yuantong: \"Which one feels worse?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ning chastised: \"Don’t ask her such difficult questions.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The front row was Huang Zhongfei, who was standing and tidying up books. Hearing the two’s discussion, he smiled warmly and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think it’s more painful to get something and then lose it. Like if you won five million in a lottery, but when claiming the prize, they tell you it was a mistake, it’d definitely hurt more than never winning at all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The example was laid out clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although it was nighttime, Yu Wen’s face seemed to have a sunflower on it, turning directly towards Huang Zhongfei. She squeezed out a smile: \"Class president, your analysis is spot on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhongfei was very modest: \"Even if I hadn’t said it, they would have figured it out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of this, the previously awkward atmosphere in the back row eased considerably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Siyu glanced around, proudly noting: \"Previously, in school, many in the back row were students with bad grades, like delinquent kids and troublemakers. But now, the back row has changed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She marveled at the wonders of fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Yuantong: \"Exactly, exactly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Yuxia wiped the desk with a wet tissue and said: \"The high school entrance exam is a threshold that filters out half the students.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Wen: \"Actually, some delinquents are quite nice. I had a friend before who was bad, but fun to be with.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Siyu: \"Birds of a feather flock together. Were you a delinquent girl too?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yanan joined the conversation: \"Wenwen used to be like that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Wen: \"How was I delinquent?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yanan glanced at flat-chested Yu Wen and said: \"Underdeveloped.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for Huang Zhongfei being present, Yu Wen would have probably torn Jiang Yanan’s clothes on the spot!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Giggling\" sounds of laughter from the girls could be heard.\u003C\u002Fp>",1000,"2026-05-30T14:40:22.038Z","2026-06-01T04:31:29.709Z",1,"novelbin.me","7e420dd45d920299e141e106acf06f53c1a5482263c2e79b578249ffa3d0d5ba","rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-1278","rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-1276",1809,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-cover.jpg"]