Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 183 Does Ye Fan really like ugly people?

Du Jingxing waved his hand dismissively, "The speech represents the school! The performance represents our School of Industrial Management! There's no conflict! We should do both well! Go on, get ready!"

He waved his hand dismissively, as if shooing away a fly, and picked up his reading glasses and documents from the table again: "I still have some materials to work on. Come over for dinner another day, and I'll let you taste my cooking. It's definitely no worse than Wan'er's cherries!"

Ye Fan looked at the old dean, who was calm and composed at work but remained as enthusiastic as ever in private, and smiled helplessly.

Well, it seems there's no escaping it.

"Okay, teacher, you're busy, I'll be going now." He turned and left the dean's office, carrying a half-basket of ruby-red cherries.

It doesn't matter, going up once or twice makes no difference.

Ye Fan consoled himself. After all, he's now a top student in the School of Industrial Management. This job really doesn't seem to suit anyone better than him...

He was carrying a basket of cherries when he reached the top of the stairs.

"Ye Fan! Wait!" A clear, melodious, and slightly urgent female voice called out to him from behind.

Ye Fan paused, turning back in confusion.

A girl was seen jogging over from the direction of the counselor's office; it was Liu Fangfei, the arts and literature representative of their Class 2 of Industrial Management.

She had her hair tied in a neat ponytail, with a few stray strands of hair on her forehead slightly damp with sweat. She was holding a notebook in her hand, clearly having just come from her advisor's office, and her face showed the joy of having found a savior.

"Finally found you!" Liu Fangfei stopped in front of Ye Fan, slightly out of breath, her bright eyes gazing at him eagerly. "Ye Fan, the counselor just assigned a task! Each class needs to put on a performance for the school anniversary gala in a few days! I've been discussing it with the counselor, thinking and thinking..."

She paused, then gave a sly yet pleading smile that seemed to say, "I'm clinging to you," and clasped her hands together in a pleading gesture: "I still think you're the most suitable! You're the only one! Really! Please help me out, represent our class in a performance! Please!"

Ye Fan: "..."

Looking into Liu Fangfei's eager eyes, and then down at the half-basket of cherries Du Jingxing had given him, he felt as if a third mountain had suddenly pressed down on his forehead.

The principal's speech to the whole school... the dean's performance by representatives from the School of Industrial Management... now even the class's art and literature representatives are here?

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to decline, but looking at Liu Fangfei's "I won't leave until you agree" attitude, and thinking about Dean Du and the principal's "entrustment of important responsibilities," in the end, all his words turned into a long, silent sigh of resignation.

Okay...

Going up twice is going up.

Going up three times is just one more time, isn't it?

Having too much debt doesn't bother you; having too many lice doesn't make you itch.

Anyway, it's Ye Fan's face that's going to dominate the screen.

"Whatever..." Ye Fan nodded resignedly, carrying the basket of cherries that symbolized his "sweet burden," and numbly replied, "Okay."

......

Back in the classroom.

Ye Fan easily returned to his usual seat.

But when he got closer, he realized that the person sitting next to him wasn't the one he knew.

"Hello!" Chen Yao greeted Ye Fan, feeling overjoyed at the prospect of sitting next to him. However, Ye Fan glanced at her, then looked around and, upon discovering that Xian Zuling was sitting in a corner further back, turned and left.

The smile on Chen Yao's face suddenly froze.

She specifically asked Xian Zuling to switch seats today so that she could sit with Ye Fan, but now he's still heading straight towards Xian Zuling.

Watching Ye Fan leave, she sat down next to the ancestral spirit, her face filled with disbelief.

Ye Fan didn't sit here because he liked the seat, but because he was sitting next to the ancestral spirit.

Why?

Is what they've been saying in class lately true? Does Ye Fan really like ugly girls?

The three-person group from dormitory 208 sat together.

Li Yifeng's gaze lingered on Chen Yao, who was dressed in a very flamboyant manner, and he said, "This Chen Yao is really quite good!"

Shi Kai nodded: "Indeed, but Brother Fan doesn't like it!"

Ji Yuhao sighed, "It feels a bit like that movie Shi Kai downloaded via Xunlei... Damn, I have another small goal: to find a way to win Chen Yao's heart!"

Shi Kai asked in confusion, "Don't you have a girlfriend?"

Xiao Ji looked at him speechlessly, thinking to herself: Is he really that honest? There's no such thing as a free lunch.

......

The bell rang crisply, and the classroom was immediately filled with the noise of people packing up and chatting.

Ye Fan and his roommates went to the toilet arm in arm and stopped at the convenience store on their way back.

Ye Fan bought a grilled sausage, glanced at the freezer, and casually grabbed a carton of pure milk.

Back in the classroom, Ye Fan immediately spotted that familiar figure in the corner.

Xian Zuling was engrossed in her book, seemingly oblivious to the surrounding noise.

She's always like that, like a little blade of grass growing quietly in a corner.

He gently pushed the carton of milk, still cool from the freezer, next to the books that Xian Zuling had spread out.

"Here, have some milk." His voice wasn't loud, but it reached her ears clearly.

Malnutrition can lead to calcium deficiency, and drinking some milk can help supplement it. They are still young, and if they don't supplement it now, it will be harder to supplement it later.

"I don't drink milk... Ye Fan, thank you..." Xian Zuling waved his hands repeatedly, using his refusal to drink milk as an excuse.

Ye Fan was too lazy to explain anything or expose her obvious lie. He simply and neatly stuck the straw on the milk carton with a "click".

After doing all this, he stood up, his tone as calm as if stating a fact: "The straw is in place. If you don't drink from this box, you'll have to throw it away; it'll spoil before tomorrow."

After saying that, he turned and left without lingering.

"Ye Fan!" Xian Zuling called out subconsciously, her voice soft and hesitant.

She actually wanted to ask him when he would help, but Ye Fan turned and left without even stopping or looking back...

Xian Zuling looked at the carton of milk with the straw inserted, then at Ye Fan's retreating figure as he disappeared through the classroom door, and remained silent for a long time.

As the classroom emptied out, she carefully picked up the carton of milk, the cool touch traveling down her fingertips.

She lowered her head and began to sip her drinks.

The sweet aroma of milk fills the mouth, bringing a touch of warmth, but also a hint of indescribable sourness.

......

School in the afternoon.

The spirit of the ancestors was carried out of the teaching building along with the flow of people.

As soon as I stepped out of the teaching building, I saw that familiar black Audi.