The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 173 - 170: Brother Xuan Goes to Battle, Kick Anyone Who Blocks the Way!
Qin Fan’s return plunged the entire Class 7 into a deathly silence. At this critical juncture, no one dared to speak. It was as if they were afraid of something, though they couldn’t quite put a finger on the feeling.
In the dead silence, the abrupt ringing of the school bell was accompanied by the sound of footsteps clattering down the hallway outside. Soon, the homeroom teacher stepped into the Class 7 classroom, his eyes instinctively darting to Qin Fan’s seat.
Upon seeing the long-absent Qin Fan, a smile spread across his face, and he blurted out, "Qin Fan, you’re back from your leave!"
HUH?!
The entire class was stunned, completely baffled.
What the heck is going on? The teacher is all smiles for a guy who took a month and a half off? What kind of world is this? Why don’t we get treated like that?
However, if the homeroom teacher knew what they were thinking, he would have simply chuckled and thought, First, you’d have to get the principal to grant *you* leave. Then we can talk!
"Yeah, I’m back," Qin Fan said with a nod and a smile.
"Only twelve days left until the Gaokao. No problems, I hope?" the homeroom teacher asked.
"The only problem is deciding whether to fill in the multiple-choice answers sequentially or in reverse order," Qin Fan quipped playfully.
"Oh, come on, Qin Fan, don’t joke around! The Gaokao isn’t like a mock exam. The school’s honor is on the line!" the homeroom teacher said hastily.
The teacher at the front of the class and the student at his desk conversed as if no one else was in the room, treating the other thirty-odd students as if they were invisible.
"Alright, don’t worry," Qin Fan replied, a smile playing on his lips.
He then rested his head on his desk to rest.
As for books, does a guy like Brother Fan even need to study?
Seeing that Qin Fan had no interest in continuing the conversation, the homeroom teacher didn’t press further. He gave Qin Fan a relieved look before scanning the rest of the class. "Same as always, self-study! There are only twelve days until the Gaokao. I hope all of you will keep this countdown in mind. Now is not the time to relax. Push yourselves for another week or ten days, and you can finally bid farewell to twelve years of arduous study!"
"Yes, Teacher," came a few scattered voices.
But the homeroom teacher was clearly unbothered. To him, if Qin Fan could get a perfect score—no, not even perfect, just becoming the top scholar in the nation or even the province—it would be enough for him to boast about for the rest of his teaching career.
A rare silence, so profound you could hear a pin drop, settled over Class 7.
Qin Fan, head resting on his desk, didn’t move for several hours. Even the bells signaling the start and end of classes failed to make him stir.
He didn’t move until the final bell rang. As the other students began to leave, he finally yawned and lifted his head.
At the same time, Ji Yuchen walked over to his desk, her cheeks puffed out indignantly.
"Uh, Yuchen, what’s up?"
Didn’t she say she understood? Why is she closing in again? Qin Fan was baffled by the so-called "woman’s heart."
"Aren’t you going to call me by my full name, Ji Yuchen, anymore?" she asked, clearly not having let the matter drop.
"I was afraid you’d hate me," Qin Fan replied with a laugh.
"You know what’s good for you! Come on, I’ll treat you to dinner at the restaurant!"
With that, Ji Yuchen reached out and pulled him to his feet before he could refuse. The unaccustomed intimacy of the action instantly made her blush.
"Alright, you don’t have to pull. I can walk myself." Unable to refuse her, Qin Fan let out an internal sigh of resignation and agreed to go with her to the restaurant.
「Qi Middle School Restaurant.」
When Qin Fan and Ji Yuchen appeared, many people subconsciously made way for them.
Accompanied by a flurry of whispers, Qin Fan walked to a private booth on the second floor, ignoring them all, and chose the same seat as last time.
"Go ahead and order. This one’s on me as an apology for not answering your calls. Get whatever you want," Qin Fan said.
"Hmph, that’s more like it! I’ll forgive you this time!" With a huff, Ji Yuchen gave Qin Fan a mock-resentful glance, then unceremoniously picked up the menu.
Her words, "I’ll forgive you," only added to Qin Fan’s sense of melancholy. But of course, Ji Yuchen was oblivious to that.
Holding the menu, her usual excitement returned. After scanning it quickly, she asked, "Qin Fan, what do you want to eat?"
"Anything’s fine. You can decide," said Qin Fan, who wasn’t picky about food.
"Okay, then we’ll just get a few things! Don’t worry, I won’t fleece you, haha!" Ji Yuchen giggled, then began placing their order on the smart tabletop device.
As Ji Yuchen was ordering, a shout suddenly erupted from the first floor below. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
"Make way for Brother Xuan! Clear the path! Kick anyone who gets in the way!"
"Who the hell told you to chant slogans! Shut up! ’Kick anyone who gets in the way’? I’ll kick you first!" Ye Haoyuan’s voice rang out. After his rebuke, he landed a kick on his lackey.
Showing off like that might be fine any other time, but I don’t have the guts to act so pretentiously right under Qin Fan’s nose. I came to the restaurant specifically for him! Why is my lackey shouting and making a big scene? Isn’t that just asking for trouble?
"Young Master Ye, I was wrong, my mistake!" The lackey who’d been kicked scrambled to his feet, fawning with an obsequious smile.
"Get lost!"
Not wanting to waste another breath on the guy, Ye Haoyuan threw out the words and hurried upstairs.
The students dining below were left completely dumbfounded.
What was that all about? Was Young Master Ye here to cause trouble for Qin Fan? But coming alone isn’t his style at all!
Amidst all the speculation, Ye Haoyuan ran up to the second floor.
Upon seeing Qin Fan and Ji Yuchen sitting opposite each other, he showed no sign of embarrassment. He simply pulled a nearby chair over, sat down with a shameless grin, and said, "Hey, Idol, I’m not disturbing your meal with sister-in-law, am I?"
"What nonsense!"
"What are you talking about!"
Qin Fan and Ji Yuchen spoke almost at the same time.
"Oops, my mistake! Hey, Idol, I’m not interrupting your meal with Goddess Ji, am I?" Ye Haoyuan said, correcting himself.
"Get to the point," Qin Fan said, rolling his eyes at him.
Ji Yuchen, however, glared at him resentfully. She was deeply unhappy about this uninvited guest interrupting her private time with Qin Fan, but as unwelcome as he was, she could only endure it.
"Idol, can I sit down and eat with you guys?" Ye Haoyuan asked with a thick-skinned smile.
What?! He wants to sit and eat with us? The young master of the Ye Family is shamelessly trying to freeload? Ji Yuchen’s eyes went wide. This twist is so sudden! It’s left me completely dazed, like a new driver facing an unexpected sharp turn!
"Did you bring money?" Qin Fan asked.
"Idol, I didn’t bring cash, but everyone uses WeChat Pay now anyway! Let me get the bill later!" Ye Haoyuan declared with a shameless grin, completely ignoring Ji Yuchen’s feelings.
"Fine, sit down then," Qin Fan said with an amused smile and a slight nod.
He hadn’t wanted to be alone with Ji Yuchen to begin with. With Ye Haoyuan’s arrival, he could at least curb the development of her feelings for him. Given that, Qin Fan really couldn’t find a reason to refuse.
"Tell me, Brother Xuan," he continued without waiting for Ye Haoyuan to reply, "you rushed up here like a whirlwind. It can’t just be to freeload a meal. Out with it, don’t hold back."
