This person really knows how to be reborn!

Chapter 15 You're so great just because you have big breasts

After the rally ended, on Saturday noon, Zeng Cheng and Yu Baiwei met up again at the cafeteria for lunch.

In this process, someone has attracted a lot of hatred.

Many boys who admired Yu Baiwei gritted their teeth and secretly called her "Cheng Gou" (a derogatory term for a man who is actually a scoundrel).

Some people also started criticizing Liu Jifen.

Where's the Abbess Miejue who was supposed to be there? Where's the plan to break up the lovers? Ah Fen, you can't do this either!

Li Xingzhi was also frustrated.

Why are Cheng Ge and Yu Da, the school beauty, sharing food from each other's plates when they're just eating?

The meal packages are all the same!

Also, why is it that Cheng Ge can make Yu Baiwei laugh with just a few words, while he can only get a cold indifference from Yu Baiwei when he racks his brains to say a few words?

He clearly has a mouth too!

After finishing their meal, Zeng Cheng and Yu Baiwei walked one after the other towards the grove behind the teaching building.

Instead of leaving gracefully, Li Xingzhi followed behind, determined to become Edison's greatest invention.

Why is he being so insensible? — Who told Zeng Cheng to keep forcing him to call him godfather these past two days?

If you, Brother Cheng, are heartless, don't blame me for being unjust!

Zeng Cheng and Yu Baiwei haven't chatted offline for several days, so they must both have something to say to each other.

So there will be no problem-solving session today, just chatting.

As for the third wheel—Zeng Cheng really wanted Li Xingzhi to shout a couple of times to liven things up, but he was afraid of getting beaten up.

As they chatted, Yu Baiwei took the initiative to ask Zeng Cheng a question—what were his standards for making friends?

"There are definitely standards. I'm so good-looking, so my friends have to be good-looking too," Zeng Cheng replied with a smile. "For example, you're beautiful, Yu, and my friend Zhi is also very good-looking—"

Li Xingzhi said with some relief, "Brother Cheng, after all these years, are you finally willing to admit that I'm handsome?"

"I hate people like you who have no self-awareness but like to answer first," Zeng Cheng rolled his eyes. "Although you two are both good-looking, Yu Baiwei is beautiful, and you are funny."

Li Xingzhi said with a face full of resentment, "Brother Cheng, can't you say something good about me?"

"Alright, then I'll praise you properly today," Zeng Cheng said, looking at Li Xingzhi. After organizing his thoughts, he continued, "Zhi, you're really handsome, tall, and your silly smile is so sunny. You forced me to write this acrostic poem."

Yu Baiwei was the first to react, bursting into laughter, but quickly covered her mouth—it was too unladylike.

Zeng Cheng's gaze became somewhat dazed—this girl clearly didn't know how adorable she was when she smiled; she was practically like an orange-flavored lollipop.

"Your sister—"

After realizing what had happened, Li Xingzhi's anger level was completely maxed out.

"Brother Cheng, don't you dare run away, let's see if I can beat you to death!"

After saying that, he started chasing after a certain scoundrel with a fist the size of a clay pot.

"Pegasus Meteor Fist!"

"Lushan Rising Dragon Strike!"

Who among high school students these days didn't enjoy watching "Saint Seiya" when they were young?

"Is this how friends should interact?"

Yu Baiwei watched the two brothers playfully fighting, her crescent-shaped eyes turning into two crescent moons, and she subconsciously clenched her little fists.

After the two brothers stopped fighting, Zeng Cheng asked Yu Baiwei a question: why was she willing to be friends with him?

After thinking for a few seconds, Yu Baiwei gave her answer: "Because... you have a very, very pleasant way of speaking."

Zeng Cheng pursed his lips: "Yu, I think you're being hypocritical. You're clearly only being friends with me because you're after my good looks!"

Yu Baiwei: "..."

"Pfft," Li Xingzhi burst out laughing, "Brother Cheng, your skin is ridiculously thick. You're just kind of handsome... In terms of looks, you're not even worthy of carrying the shoes of the school beauty, Yu!"

Zeng Cheng then looked at Yu Baiwei, his expression turning very serious: "Yu, this jerk is looking down on our friendship. Take off your shoes and help me carry them!"

"Zeng Cheng, your request is a bit strange..."

Yu Baiwei frowned instantly, hesitated for a moment, but still squatted down to untie her shoelaces.

Perhaps, maybe, possibly, this is how friends get along?

Li Xingzhi: "..."

So I'm part of your play?

"Pfft, you actually took your clothes off? What if you smell?" Zeng Cheng laughed so hard his cheeks twitched. "Yu Baiwei, are you stupid? I was just joking!"

After tying her shoelaces, Yu Baiwei looked up and said, "Zeng Cheng, my IQ is 147, I'm definitely not stupid, but you're clearly not smart. Besides, I wash my feet twice a day, there's absolutely no way they could smell."

Her oval face instantly tightened, clearly showing a hint of displeasure.

Zeng Cheng quickly apologized: "Cough, my fault, my fault... Weiwei is the smartest, and her feet smell good too."

Yu Baiwei glared at Zeng Cheng, her cheeks flushing red.

It is the season for cherry blossoms to fall.

Several cherry blossom trees, displaying their full beauty, paled in comparison to a certain shy and bashful beauty.

Saturday was still full of classes, the only difference from the previous five days was that there was no evening self-study session.

After finishing their four afternoon classes, Zeng Cheng and Li Xingzhi walked home together as dusk fell.

On the way, Li Xingzhi asked Zeng Cheng what he planned to do tomorrow. Since it was a rare day off, he suggested they go to the temple fair together to relax.

Zeng Cheng rolled his eyes and said, "Zhi Liao, don't you have any self-awareness? There are less than twenty days until the college entrance examination, and you still have the mind to go to the temple fair?"

Have you finished memorizing all the English words?

Do you know how Lenz's law works?

Do you understand how Mendel's peas grew?

Knowing about sequences and inequalities—but forget about that, it's a challenging question, not something a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator like you is qualified to touch.

Li Xingzhi was very embarrassed and quickly changed his mind, saying that he would not go to the temple fair tomorrow and asked Zeng Cheng to accompany him to the school's public study room to do practice problems.

"Go by yourself—I have things to do tomorrow."

"What's up?"

"Visiting the temple fair."

"Um, Makoto, didn't you just say—"

"I said you're not worthy, not that I'm not. How can a Foundation Establishment cultivator like you compare to a Golden Core expert like me?"

"..."

Li Xingzhi was furious, but dared not be angry.

He's now terrified that Zeng Cheng will take him seriously and force him to call him godfather.

He asked with a curious look, "So who are you going to the temple fair with? You can't go alone, that would be so boring."

Zeng Cheng replied with a smile, "That's what I thought too, so I made an appointment with Yu Baiwei."

Li Xingzhi: "..."

The next day, Sunday, arrived quickly.

Zeng Cheng didn't get up until almost nine o'clock. After turning on his phone, he found that Yu Baiwei had sent him a QQ message before eight o'clock.

[From Up on Poppy Hill: Zeng Cheng, where are we going today, and what time do we leave?]

Zeng Cheng quickly replied, saying that there was a temple fair at the City God Temple these past two days, which was very lively. He suggested that they go there first and then decide what to do next, and that they could have as much fun as they wanted.

After washing up, Zeng Cheng rode his Phoenix brand bicycle straight to the shore of Jinghu Lake, the richest residential area in Dezhou.

Upon arriving at the location, Zeng Cheng looked around at Yu Baiwei's luxurious villa and the imposing Rolls-Royce parked at the entrance. Even as a second-time player, he felt immense pressure.

Just how rich is the Yu family?

Such a family is certainly not something that a third-tier industrial city like Texas can support.

According to Yu Baiwei, the Yu family's headquarters are in Shanghai, while her mother is based in London.

This is actually worth pondering.

Shanghai is the financial center of Southeast University.

London is one of the world's financial centers.

Are you involved in finance?

This is quite uncommon in the country.

However, based on this limited information, even Zeng Cheng could not deduce anything of real value.

More likely, the Yu family has been involved in both finance and industry, and has long since built an invisible business empire, the oldest of the old money.

A few minutes later, Yu Baiwei appeared in front of Zeng Cheng.

Today, the beautiful Yu is wearing a white T-shirt without any logo, paired with a black pleated skirt.

Black and white is the simplest yet most classic combination.

Her long, flowing hair must have just been washed; the strands were still damp, cascading down naturally like a waterfall.

Her oval face was like the finest Song Dynasty porcelain, exquisitely beautiful yet fragile, and her lips were like dewy cherries in late spring, rosy and more delicate than ever.

The two colors have a natural color difference, which complements each other perfectly.

Her calves, exposed under the scorching sun, were fair and slender, and her toes were long, white, tender, and plump.

She looked Zeng Cheng up and down at the Phoenix brand bicycle beside him, her crescent-shaped eyes sparkling.

In front of others, she was always a goddess living in the clouds, only in front of Zeng Cheng would she taste a sip or two of earthly life.

"Are we going to go out for a bike ride?" Yu Baiwei frowned slightly. "But we don't have a bicycle at home, and I don't know how to ride one."

"I didn't ask you to ride," Zeng Cheng patted the back seat of his bicycle. "I'll give you a ride."

"I've never ridden a bicycle before, so I'm a little scared."

"What's there to be afraid of? Don't worry, I'm skilled."

"All right."

After hesitating for a moment, Yu Baiwei finally mustered up her courage.

I straightened my knee-length skirt and carefully got into the car.

After sitting down, she quickly grabbed Zeng Cheng's sleeve, her delicate oval face turning slightly pale.

This process made Zeng Cheng's eyes widen—her hip line was so perfect?

"Are you seated yet?"

"Sit still."

Let's go!

Once Zeng Cheng was certain that Yu Baiwei had rolled up her pleated skirt and wouldn't get caught in the chain, he started the engine.

He wasn't bragging; he dared to ride a 28-inch bicycle at the age of eight, so his pedaling skills were indeed quite good, and he remained very steady throughout the journey.

Yu Baiwei gradually stopped being afraid.

Watching the scenery slowly recede into the distance, especially the hibiscus blooming on both sides of the road, her crescent-shaped eyes narrowed, as if two honey flowers had formed.

Half an hour later, we arrived near the City God Temple.

The temple fair is in full swing, and as far as the eye can see, the streets are lined with stalls.

Almost every stall was surrounded by people, and the atmosphere was full of lively, bustling activity.

It's definitely impossible to ride a bike in such a crowded place.

Zeng Cheng told Yu Baiwei to get out of the car, and then pushed the car behind her.

It was clearly Yu Baiwei's first time in such a lively and bustling place.

Like a curious child, I kept looking around—especially interested in the many small commodities displayed on the street stalls.

"Zeng Cheng, why are there so many car keys at this stall?"

"This is actually a lighter."

"And those lighters on that other stall, are they actually car keys?"

"Well, I admire your ability to apply what you've learned to other situations, but unfortunately, this is also a lighter."

"..."

Yu Baiwei instantly became a little displeased, and her rosy little lips pouted slightly.

Fortunately, the street had a lot of quirky and unusual trinkets, and her attention was quickly diverted to the dazzling array of food.

I want to eat candied hawthorn.

"arrange."

Zeng Cheng quickly took out his money and bought a string of coins for a certain young lady.

Continue browsing.

As Yu Baiwei strolled around, she stuck out her tongue and licked the candied hawthorn in her hand again and again.

Zeng Cheng stared blankly at this scene.

Girl, don't you have any self-awareness about how pretty you are? Who gave you permission to do such cute things?

Yu Baiwei felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Zeng Cheng.

After thinking for two seconds, she handed the candied hawthorn, which was still more than half full, to Zeng Cheng.

"Just say you want some, don't glare at me like that!"

"..."

Zeng Cheng shook his head, indicating that he did not want to eat.

Yu Baiwei, however, firmly believed in her judgment: "Impossible! When Dou Dou wanted to eat what I was holding, her eyes were exactly the same as yours just now!"

Zeng Cheng: "..."

Girl, what I'm saying is, is it possible that what I want to eat and what your dog wants to eat are not the same thing?

Zeng Cheng firmly refused to eat, but Yu Baiwei didn't insist, and the two continued walking.

When Yu Baiwei arrived at a stall filled with children's toys, she couldn't move.

She pointed to a coin-operated rocking horse.

Zeng Cheng's eyes widened: "You want to sit?"

The maximum age allowed for this thing should be no more than eight years old, but you are already eighteen years old, and you are a tall guy who is over 1.7 meters tall!

"Um!"

Yu Baiwei nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with hope.

Zeng Cheng suddenly felt a pang of sadness.

A happy childhood can heal a lifetime, but an unhappy childhood requires a lifetime to heal.

Given the almost pathological protectiveness and controlling nature of Yu Baiwei's family towards her, she probably never actually rode a rocking horse when she was a child.

"Then let's make arrangements—"

Zeng Cheng pulled out some coins from his pocket and shoved them into the coin slot of the rocking horse. Soon, the rocking horse, shaped like a happy sheep, started playing a catchy song.

"What's Daddy's dad called? Daddy's dad is called Grandpa; what's Daddy's mom called? Daddy's mom is called Grandma..."

A stunningly beautiful young girl rides a rocking horse, swaying rhythmically.

Despite her aloof demeanor, she can still have such an adorable expression.

Zeng Cheng watched from the side and couldn't help but smile like an uncle.

He was definitely not a pervert, yet at this moment he also felt a strange sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex feeling or emotion).

Taking Yu Baiwei out to play is no different from raising a grown daughter.

Happy times are always fleeting.

Two minutes later, the catchy music stopped, and the rocking horse stopped shaking.

Yu Baiwei remained on the rocking horse, refusing to get off, her rosy lips slightly pouting.

Zeng Cheng had no choice but to use his money to prolong her happiness, so he took out another coin and put it into the coin slot.

"Zeng Cheng, sit with me."

Yu Meiren pointed to another rocking horse shaped like Grey Wolf.

"Wow, Yu, you're so kind! You know that sharing is worse than enjoying alone, but I won't sit here..."

Zeng Cheng waved his hand.

What a joke! Your brother Cheng is a seven-foot-tall, magnificent man, a lion that shakes the heavens and descends from the clouds, and a mythical beast that shakes the earth and sits on his throne. How could he possibly sit on this thing?

Do you even care about maintaining your image?!

"snort--"

Yu Baiwei remained silent, staring longingly at Zeng Cheng.

The rocking horse was still swaying, making the waves on her chest appear even more magnificent.

"Damn, isn't this a honey trap? Just because you have big breasts doesn't mean you can be so great. You have no sportsmanship; you rammed into someone with your balls on you!"

Zeng Cheng said he couldn't handle even a little bit.

So, after about ten seconds, the two rocking cars started rocking together.