NOVEL Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation Chapter 365 - 270 Run, Why Aren’t You Running Anymore? (5200 words)_2

Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Chapter 365 - 270 Run, Why Aren’t You Running Anymore? (5200 words)_2
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Chapter 365: Chapter 270 Run, Why Aren’t You Running Anymore? (5200 words)_2

Jiang Ning didn’t dally. Just like last time, he started spinning the basketball and then flung it forward.

The stall owner watched the ball intently, his heart in his throat. In all his years of running the stand, he had never been as nervous as he was today.

"Don’t let it hit, please don’t let it hit!"

In the past, when customers would throw at the cans, it was always them who panicked, he had always stayed cool as a cucumber.

After all, if they missed, it was no big deal. 𝑛𝘰𝑣𝑝𝑢𝑏.𝘤𝑜𝘮

However, the basketball Jiang Ning threw rolled over the cans the owner had carefully stacked, knocking all of the cans down again.

The owner’s head spun, and he almost lost his footing.

"He hit it, he hit it again!" Shen Xu chanted, his face lighting up with joy.

He had learned it, he had learned it all!

The trick to knocking down 10 cans was spinning the ball!

He couldn’t wait to get up there and try it himself.

The owner shouted, "10 cans, 500 bucks."

Jiang Ning withdrew his hand, let Spiritual Power flow through his hands, instantly wiping away any dust that clung to his palms.

"Let’s settle up," Jiang Ning said.

The owner shuddered, quickly fumbling with his wallet. Those in business like him usually kept change in a big box, while whole bills of 100 were kept separately.

He counted out 10 notes and put them in Jiang Ning’s hand.

He didn’t mention throwing at cans again. Getting it once could be luck, but twice meant skill.

"Who else wants to play, quickly come sign up, don’t just walk by, winning 500 is simple!"

The owner didn’t plan on dealing with Jiang Ning anymore.

Xue Yuantong came over to Jiang Ning, intending to tug at his clothes, but she refrained due to her dirty hands.

She said to Li Shi, who was holding a basketball:

"Let’s get going."

Chen Siyu and her sister glanced disdainfully at Li Shi, as they didn’t have a great impression of her.

Chen Siyu deliberately said, "Tongtong, you’ve made your money back, unlike some people who lost a lot."

Chen Siqing added, "Not just made it back, but also made a big profit."

Xue Yuantong replied, "That’s because I have Jiang Ning."

The group walked away, chatting among themselves.

Li Shi, listening to them, bit her teeth fiercely, jealousy and show-off, that was all it was.

Wasn’t that simply bringing in reinforcements? What’s so great about that!

Li Shi subconsciously looked back, seeking help from Zhuang Jianhui and his friends.

Zhuang Jianhui didn’t move. His basketball skills were formidable, but he was no match for a hawker’s livelihood.

Taking a hobby to challenge someone’s profession would simply be asking for embarrassment, wouldn’t it?

Li Shi turned around, steaming with anger. She decided to rely on herself!

It wasn’t just for the prize money anymore, it was for her pride.

A girl’s competitive spirit was not much less than a boy’s.

Besides, she was the one who observed most thoroughly when Jiang Ning was throwing at the cans, being the closest to him.

’If he can do it, why can’t I?’

That’s what Li Shi believed.

Shen Xu, among the eager crowd, managed to secure the first spot to play, investing a substantial 50 bucks for five tries, aiming to change his fate.

Shen Xu, standing near Li Shi, stared at the pyramid of cans, recalling the image of Jiang Ning winning money, his heart filled with pride:

’I could take his place!’

...

Ten minutes later.

Shen Xu walked away from the Sand jar stall with a sour expression, turning his back to the crowd.

"Dammit!"

Including the 10 bucks he lost earlier, he had now lost a total of 160.

"This is a freaking scam, was Jiang Ning just a shill?"

Shen Xu cursed under his breath. This spinning ball nonsense, it was all bogus, it wasn’t as good as his own way of throwing!

Shen Xu walked hundreds of meters before suddenly looking back at the bustling stalls, thinking of the money he lost.

160 bucks!

That was enough for him to do so many things.

Regret, aggrievement, distress—various emotions intermingled with an urge to beat up the stall owner.

Suddenly, Shen Xu snorted coldly:

"Such a vile place, so filthy, let it be destroyed!"

He took out his phone and dialed.

"Hello, police? I’ve discovered people gambling in a crowd!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it’s at the intersection with four exits near Fourth Middle School, 300 meters to the east. Hurry, don’t let them get away."

In a fit of anger and frustration, Shen Xu reported the Sand jar stall.

...

After school, Zhang Chi lingered near the school for a while.

He first went to the school cafeteria, stopped by the fried chicken drumstick window, and took a hard look at the golden drumsticks, committing them to memory.

The Famous sticks and chicken drumsticks in the Fourth Middle School Cafeteria were too expensive for Zhang Chi to afford.

He then visited ES restaurant outside of the school, where only the wealthy students could afford to dine, a place he could only long for from afar.

Lastly, Zhang Chi made his way to a small shop, gazing at the display case; a watch priced at 199 sat in the glass cabinet. Zhang Chi wanted to buy it but couldn’t afford it.

He had visited all the places he aspired to see and finally set off towards Computer City.

Zhang Chi swore that when he returned from Computer City, he would no longer be poor.

Zhang Chi proceeded alone.

In a secluded alleyway, Zhao Xiaofeng caught up to Qi Tianheng, panting heavily and cursing:

"That son of a bitch Zhang Chi, is he out of his mind? Why couldn’t he just stay at school instead of taking such a long detour?"

"Crazy. Just wait till I slap him."

They had decided in the morning to corner Zhang Chi together and seek revenge for Qi Tianheng.

Finally, an opportunity had arisen.

Zhao Xiaofeng sized up the eight burly boys in the small alley, athletes from Yu Zhou No.3 Middle School, each one stronger than Zhang Chi.

Eight against one, no, it should be nine against one!

How could they possibly lose?

Even if nine Calabash Brothers faced off together, they could make the Snake Demon call them daddy.

Zhao Xiaofeng boasted, "Brother Tian, you just watch from the side later, I’ll make Zhang Chi understand what level of person you are."

Qi Tianheng lit a cigarette, savoring a drag:

"I’ve booked a table full of seafood at Yu Zhou Banquet. Once this is done, everyone can dig in."

Zhao Xiaofeng gestured expansively, "Ever seen a lobster this big? You haven’t, have you?"

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