Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat-Chapter 40 - 037 Achieving Both Goals (Second Update)

Chapter 40 -037: Achieving Both Goals (Second Update)

Chapter 40 -037: Achieving Both Goals (Second Update)

At a table meant for four, Jiang Yan and Song Jiawen sat together, while Yang Yi and Fan Jingjing paired up.

But Jiang Yan ended up facing Fan Jingjing, something he actually didn’t want. He and Song Jiawen sat down first, and by the time Yang Yi and the others arrived and everyone was seated, only then did he realize there was a problem with this seating arrangement.

However, since they were already seated, it would have been too awkward to switch places.

Actually, if it weren’t for Fan Jingjing constantly glaring at him, he wouldn’t have minded sitting like this.

He felt sorry for her; it’s as if she wasn’t afraid of straining her eyes. Most importantly, he truly, up until now, hadn’t remembered who she was.

Song Jiawen was focused on the menu, while Yang Yi was recommending to her which dish was spicy, which was a signature dish of the place, and was asking if she had any dietary restrictions. In short, his behavior towards Song Jiawen now was quite different from the first time they met.

Which irritated Fan Jingjing quite a bit.

“Yang Yi, what’s your cousin’s name? You haven’t formally introduced her to me.”

Because Yang Yi was talking to Song Jiawen, Jiang Yan stayed silent. Not wanting to be left out, Fan Jingjing tried to put on a smile and inserted herself into the topic Yang Yi was discussing, while taking a glance at Song Jiawen.

“Look at me, forgetting to introduce you all. Jiajia’s full name is Song Jiawen. Jiajia, this is Fan Jingjing, my childhood friend. We grew up together and both attended Experimental Middle School. Jiang Yan was even in the same class as Jingjing during our first year of high school.”

Song Jiawen was surprised, and Jiang Yan was stunned.

The two involuntarily exchanged glances—one asking, “How come you’re pretending not to recognize your classmate?”

The other answered, “I’m not pretending, I truly don’t recognize her!”

Indeed, even now, hearing the name Fan Jingjing, Jiang Yan only felt a faint familiarity. If she hadn’t been right in front of him, he wouldn’t have been able to recall her face at all.

So, to call it a first love, let’s not kid around, who could completely forget their first love like that?

Can you even call it a first love if you can forget it so thoroughly?

Fan Jingjing, on the other side, saw Jiang Yan’s expression and sneered inwardly, thinking he was still putting on an act!

But she said politely, “When Jiang Yan was a freshman, his grades weren’t good. He used to sit behind me and would always poke my back with his pen under the pretext of asking questions—so annoying. Does he still do that?”

She directed this last question to Song Jiawen.

Unexpectedly, the latter nodded earnestly, “Indeed, he also used to poke my back when we were at Jianghai, but he didn’t dare use a pen; I would’ve broken it for him.”

“Pff!”

Yang Yi couldn’t help but laugh out loud, then asked Jiang Yan, “Really?”

Jiang Yan replied moodily, “I haven’t broken as many pens as she has.”

“That means you poked her too many times, you deserved it!”

“What are you talking about? I only poked a few times in the front, but she would break them whenever I just touched her; she almost broke my fingers off.”

Yang Yi hadn’t expected Jiajia to have such a fierce side, but thinking about it from another perspective, it made sense.

After all, with her being so pretty, if she wasn’t a bit tough, she’d probably be harassed all the time.

Fan Jingjing’s subject was successfully derailed by the three of them; now no one remembered the incident about Jiang Yan poking her back anymore.

Fan Jingjing felt frustrated.

Suddenly Yang Yi mentioned, “The physics competition is at the end of April, right? I heard it’s taking place at Beicheng University. Jia Wen, my brother studies there. I’ll give you his phone number, and you can contact him. He’ll show you around North City.”

The physics competition?

Fan Jingjing was taken aback at the mention and glanced at Song Jiawen in surprise. A girl from a rural middle school was actually going to represent her school at the competition in North City?

Was there nobody left in her school?

But then again, it made sense; over the past few years, her school had been on the decline, especially in the light of Experimental Middle School’s overwhelming influence, with each year’s new students being less impressive than the last.

During the last citywide mock exams, she heard only Zhu Zhen made it into the top ten.

Whereas their school had almost a monopoly on the top five spots.

Unless something unexpected happened, this year’s citywide top scholar would again be from Experimental Middle School.

Song Jiawen went to participate in the provincial physics competition, probably just to make up the numbers and go through the motions.

But the way she acted, you’d think she was something special. Fan Jingjing sneered inwardly, though outwardly she said, “Wow, that’s quite impressive. I always hear Granny Yang praising your smarts. This kind of physics competition isn’t even national; it’s just provincial. You’re bound to bring back a trophy, right?”

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A trophy from just a provincial competition?

Yang Yi frowned and turned his head to throw a glance at Fan Jingjing.

Jiang Yan leaned lazily back in his chair and snickered, “Since it’s only a provincial physics competition, among those from your school who are participating, you must be one of them, right?”

Fan Jingjing’s face flushed red with embarrassment and anger as she glared at Jiang Yan.

Song Jiawen looked at her indifferently and remained silent.

Just then, the waiter came over to serve the dishes, and everyone stopped talking, bowing their heads to quietly eat.

……

Monday, early morning self-study.

Teacher Fang, as soon as she arrived today, went straight to class 3 (1) after dropping her bag in the office.

“Song Jiawen, come out for a moment.”

Teacher Fang’s attention was all on Song Jiawen; she didn’t notice Teacher Gao standing on the podium.

“Teacher Fang…”

Teacher Fang turned her head towards the podium, waved her hand dismissively, and said, “You do your thing, I’m not looking for you.”

I know you’re not looking for me, but that doesn’t mean you should be looking for Song Jiawen either.

Teacher Gao wanted to intervene, but he didn’t dare. In the end, he could only make eye contact with Song Jiawen, who was just about to get up and leave, signaling her: Don’t agree, no matter what she says, don’t agree.

In fact, Song Jiawen knew what Teacher Fang was after because Xu Yan had told her before.

An art contest, eh? First prize, five thousand.

The front part wasn’t the important bit; it was the latter.

Moreover, it wouldn’t clash with the physics competition as it was scheduled to be held two days before. She thought she might as well participate in the art contest first, then attend the physics competition.

One wouldn’t affect the other, perfect!

“Jia Wen, do you know why I’m looking for you? On the 26th of next month, there will be…”

“I’m in, Teacher Fang. I agree to participate.”

“What?”

Teacher Fang was taken aback, as she hadn’t finished her sentence. So just like that… she agreed?

Poor Fang had even prepared a script on her way here, thinking about how to convince Song Jiawen with a lengthy speech. Well, that was unnecessary now…

Teacher Fang heaved a sigh of relief and smiled, “Alright then, every day at 3:30 pm, you’ll practice in the studio with Xu Yan, I’ll… never mind, how about this, you go every other day, how does that sound?”

It wasn’t that Teacher Fang didn’t want her to come every day. It was just that Teacher Gao, who was sneakily peeping from the front door, made her uneasy. She had inquired about Song Jiawen’s performance earlier, and the physics teacher did confirm her actual participation in the competition.

In such a circumstance, she really didn’t have the heart to monopolize her time daily.

Mainly because she was afraid of being summoned by the principal again.

After all, compared to a promising art student, solid academic results are far more impressive.

What a shame…

“Song Jiawen, there’s a monthly test the day after tomorrow, it’s going to be ranked school-wide. Prepare well, and don’t slack off.”

Watching Teacher Fang leave with a spring in her step, Teacher Gao couldn’t help feeling a twinge of anxiety. Was she really going to pull Song Jiawen into painting?

What nonsense!