[{"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-1297":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},549876,797,"Chapter 1297 - 727: You Must Learn to Listen","rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-1297",1297,"\u003Cp>Huang Zhongfei’s solo performance ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite many girls screaming excitedly for an encore, Huang Zhongfei still stepped down from the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Shi walked towards the stage from the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xiaofeng bent over, squeezing through the crowd, discreetly returning to the formation of the second-year, class 2.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Tian, it’s all set!\" He spoke respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Tianheng: \"Not bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t ask how much money was spent, because for him, it was just a small sum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xiaofeng voluntarily explained: \"I asked her to come over and cut the cake for us during the host change in the middle of the party.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t mention how much it cost, because that would dilute Brother Tian’s aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, he had sent Brother Tian a message on QQ; inviting Yan Chuchen this time cost 2000 yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their conversation caught the attention of the surrounding Guo Kunnan, Dan Kaiquan, and Chai Wei couldn’t help but look over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Tianheng remained calm, neither happy nor sad: \"Alright, you manage it, make sure everyone gets a piece of cake.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Kunnan heard it but didn’t respond. As high school students, they still felt a bit embarrassed about accepting favors, not yet as smooth as people in society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Jun, however, was a bit more mature, and he praised: \"Brother Tian! Truly impressive!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the stage, Yan Chuchen stood elegantly in an evening gown, and she spoke with a bright and clear voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just now, we listened to Huang Zhongfei’s solo performance, where he expressed his anticipation and longing for the New Year with notes...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From class 1, Dong Jiayi looked at the stage, feeling a bit melancholic: \"Originally, I could have performed on stage tonight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiu Yuan, searching for words to speak, tried to gain some experience: \"Why didn’t you go on stage?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong Jiayi: \"Speechless, because I got eliminated.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiu Yuan gave an awkward smile: \"Haha, so you got eliminated too, we’re in the same boat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"mercenary\" Du Chuan looked at him acting inferior, shaking his head secretly, ’Useless labor with no benefit!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While thinking this, his eyes behind the glasses inadvertently glanced at class 8 and then saw a male student sitting alone among the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was Chen Qian, reading under the dim moonlight, keeping company with his textbook, communing with knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Du Chuan: \"?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cui Yu asked Dong Jiayi: \"I really liked your spicy dance, why didn’t you get selected?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong Jiayi: \"First, thank you for liking it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cui Yu: \"No need to thank me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong Jiayi’s expression was complicated: \"Because they teamed up, and I couldn’t compete alone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On stage, Yan Chuchen announced: \"Next, let’s enjoy the dance ’Sun Never Sets’ brought to you by classes 7, 8, and 9 of first-year students...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The backstage screen suddenly changed color, and then a group of girls walked in from the south.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were wearing blouses with bows on top, pleated skirts below, and had long white socks on their legs; cheerful and beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cui Yu couldn’t bother with others, quickly widening his eyes to observe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The previous program was Huang Zhongfei’s solo, leaving many unsatisfied. Some had worried whether this performance would capture the audience’s attention, but now those worries were thoroughly dispelled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A ghostly howl came from the male students in the formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the music preludes began softly, the girls displayed sweet smiles, working together in perfect harmony, with an energy seemingly injected into their movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girls in their prime, handpicked two or three from each class, were now bouncing around energetically, radiating youthful vitality almost to the point of overflowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Kunnan’s \"Daoist Heart Roulette\" swayed uncertainly, unable to lock onto a target, unsure for whom it should split apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emotionally moved, Meng Gui commented: \"The twin-tailed girl in the pink skirt isn’t bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Shigang rubbed his hands: \"Indeed! The way she twists her little waist, the way her little hips sway!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gentlemanly Meng Gui reflected on the past: \"Have you noticed, the twin-tailed girl in the pink skirt looks familiar?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Shigang took another hard look: \"Nope, among the seven or eight girls, the pink-skirted one is the hottest. Ah, can’t take it, really dazzling!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the dance progressed, these lively girls’ skirts spun gracefully, like blooming flowers in full color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cui Yu scoffed: \"Damn, Gangzi, you’re truly a perv!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Shigang was holding up his phone, zooming in on what’s under the girls’ fluttering skirts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you’re calling me out?\" Duan Shigang retorted as Cui Yu lay on the bench, equipped with Huang Yuzhu’s binoculars, trying to catch the details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dan Kaiquan and the others distanced themselves quickly; these two were too perverse to associate with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only \"handout party\" Liu Chuandao said: \"Gangzi, remember to send me the pics on QQ you take with your phone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the back of the second-year, class 8 formation, someone cheered: \"Sister Ai!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, Sister Ai is so beautiful!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s show our support, one, two, three, cheer for President Ai’s debut!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such cheers rang out frequently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Shicheng and his group looked back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They saw the first-year students showing proud expressions, with a handsome boy leading them, saying: \"I told you, Sister Ai would overshadow everyone once she performed!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone loudly announced: \"At the time of the slot fight, as soon as Sister Ai appeared, she immediately outshined the other dancing girls.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This talk made class 1 listen, and Dong Jiayi’s face darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiu Yuan remembered that boy, whispering: \"Jiayi, whenever they come to my family’s store again, I’ll give them almost-expired snacks!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\" Dong Jiayi, \"No need for that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When a girl says ’don’t,’ it usually means ’yes,’ Wei Xiu Yuan noticed his ’relationship progress bar’ jump slightly from 99.9% to 99.91%.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dan Kaiquan overheard the bold remarks from the first-year students, and he couldn’t help wanting to mention Bai Yuxia’s dance was not dismissed. However, to say so would reveal his ambitions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Dan Kaiquan said: \"In terms of programs, several from our class have been selected, the best in the entire school.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong Qingfeng was sitting in the center of the formation, surrounded by Meng Zi Yun, Xin Youling, Jiang Yanan, and Shen Qing’e, holding half of the influence in his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>",1038,"2026-05-30T14:40:22.038Z","2026-06-01T04:31:29.709Z",1,"novelbin.me","6bc70ad7243d4d814da80023dc86102375a81eb569e20d3346ab54b48122f55a","rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-1298","rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-1296",1809,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-cover.jpg"]