Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 143 Taking Pictures of My "Ex-Boyfriend"

She clutched a rag in her hand, her mouth slightly open, her expression frozen, her eyes filled with a bewildered look of "Who am I? Where am I? What did I hear?"—this requirement is way too much!

Looking at the astonished, blank, and questioning faces at the table, Ye Fan suddenly slapped his forehead with a sharp "smack": "Ouch! Look at my memory!"

He then suddenly remembered that this pun, which would later become a hit on short video platforms, was still a niche product called "advanced on-demand" in 2014!

He quickly suppressed a laugh and explained in a gesture of surrender, "Slip of the tongue! It's 'smashed cucumber'! Smashed cucumber! The refreshing and palate-cleansing kind!"

"Oh~~~!!!"

"Hi--!"

"You scared me!"

"Damn! Fan-ge, you're so mean!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

As the truth came to light, a huge burst of laughter instantly swept through the entire barbecue restaurant!

The tense atmosphere immediately relaxed, replaced by bursts of laughter and banter.

The proprietress was the first to react. Seeing Ye Fan's triumphant, mischievous expression and his hasty attempt to smooth things over, she couldn't help but burst into laughter, tears welling in her eyes. "Oh my! You're such a funny guy! Slapping your ex-boyfriend... hahahaha! Okay, okay, no problem! Slapping cucumbers, huh? Coming right up! Plenty!"

As she turned and went to the kitchen with a smile, she thought to herself: This handsome young man knows quite a lot of tricks, he's really interesting!

Around the long table, the students who had finally understood reacted in different ways:

Most of the girls blushed, some covered their mouths and laughed heartily, while others lowered their heads shyly. Xian Zuling didn't understand the joke at all, but was a little nervous because of everyone's reactions. Some even glared at Ye Fan coquettishly.

The boys, on the other hand, seemed to have discovered a new continent. They winked and gave Ye Fan a thumbs up, their faces showing a lewd yet admiring smile that said, "Dude, you really know your stuff," "This name is brilliant," and "It resonates with me." Xu Bin, in particular, laughed loudly and with a "deep" meaning.

The instructor, Jiang Fan, was first taken aback, then shook his head with a wry smile, his gaze towards Ye Fan becoming even more complicated: This kid is incredibly mature and steady when he's serious, but when he's having fun, his imagination and sense of humor are unmatched!

What a... genius!

......

The proprietress readily served several plates of hand-smashed cucumbers, which were full of "stemy" flavor.

The students laughed and started eating, bringing a lighthearted and humorous end to the lively gathering.

Ye Fan got up and went to the restroom to relieve himself. When he came back, he found that everyone had almost finished eating.

He looked at the instructor, Jiang Fan: "Teacher Jiang, look at today's activity..."

Jiang Fan nodded in satisfaction: "Very good! A great success! Thank you for your hard work, Ye Fan."

Tonight's impromptu "seminar" had a much better effect than he expected, and the class atmosphere became noticeably more lively.

Ye Fan then stood up, raised his voice, and announced with a smile, "Classmates! Our class's first-ever joint boys-girls social forum is now officially closed! Everyone, eat and drink well, go home and rest early to recharge! Don't forget, tomorrow is the last day of free time."

He grinned mischievously and said, "The two-week military training extravaganza starts the day after tomorrow!"

"ah--!"

"No!"

"My happiness is over!"

The students, who were still enjoying the afterglow of the dinner, were instantly brought back to reality by the keyword "military training." Cries of lamentation rose and fell, and they all looked like wilted eggplants.

Jiang Fan saw all of this and his opinion of Ye Fan rose even higher.

This young man's charisma and organizational skills are simply astonishing. When he speaks, both men and women focus their attention on him, and that natural sense of conviction cannot be faked.

In contrast, Su Luming, who is equally outstanding, has a more "ordinary" influence among girls.

It's not that Su Luming isn't good enough; it's just that Ye Fan's existence is like a "dimensional reduction attack" bug.

Ye Fan glanced at the three guys in his dorm: Li Yifeng was lying on the table grinning like an idiot, Xiao Ji was muttering to himself while hugging an empty wine bottle, and Shi Kai was staring blankly at the ceiling... They were all drunk.

The only one who was still relatively sober was Liu Yunzhi, who sat in the corner and remained rather reserved.

Ye Fan walked over and patted Liu Yunzhi on the shoulder: "Yunzhi, you seem pretty clear-headed. I have some things to do and won't be back anytime soon. Could you do me a favor and safely escort these three 'little brats' from my dorm back to room 208?"

Liu Yunzhi was just feeling down because Ye Fan had treated him to dinner and he hadn't been of much help, but upon hearing this, he immediately straightened his back: "No problem, Brother Fan! I've got it covered!"

He paused, leaned closer to Ye Fan's ear, lowered his voice, and asked hesitantly and cautiously, "Um... Brother Fan, what about this ugly guy... that female classmate?"

He glanced at Xian Zuling, who was still slowly eating her cucumber, and lowered his voice even further: "Well... she's still eating... are you alright with her?"

Ye Fan followed his gaze.

Xian Zuling sat there quietly, nibbling on the last few slices of cucumber, as if he wouldn't stop until he had completely devoured the "hand-slapped ex-boyfriend" dish, completely out of place with the surrounding noise of the crowd leaving.

Ye Fan withdrew his gaze, smiled indifferently at Liu Yunzhi, and patted his shoulder forcefully: "It's alright, don't worry. What's there to be afraid of? I'll take her home in a bit."

Looking at Ye Fan's composed expression, Liu Yunzhi opened his mouth, but ultimately swallowed his words. With a hint of surprise and confusion in his eyes, he nodded and called to the other boys who could still walk. Together, they helped up the drunkards in room 208 and left noisily.

The hustle and bustle subsided, and the barbecue restaurant instantly fell silent, leaving only the table littered with cups and plates and the lingering smell of smoke.

Xian Zuling finally put down his chopsticks.

She didn't look at Ye Fan, her head was down, and her voice was very soft, but it floated over clearly: "Just now... he called me an 'ugly monster'... I heard it all."

Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little awkward, unsure how to respond: "Uh... well... Liu Yunzhi, he..."

He tried to change the subject: "Offering sacrifices to our ancestors, I've noticed you're really a 'foodie' tonight. You ate the whole time and barely said a word. Aren't you afraid of stuffing yourself?"

Xian Zuling's face flushed slightly, like the glow of the sunset. She kept her head down and answered softly but honestly, "It won't make me sick. I don't usually eat much. Tonight it's free... I just want to eat more..."

Her voice carried a hint of barely perceptible embarrassment and a deep appreciation for the food.

"...Forehead."

Ye Fan was speechless for a moment; the simple answer made him feel a little sorry for him.

He recalled her financial situation in his previous life and understood.