Reborn Conceited Soldier

Sikong Banyu laughed secretly in his heart, then lazily bowed and said, "Yes. "I'll remember. I'll go back to my seat then. Teacher Cheng, let's continue with the class!"    

Cheng Ting looked at his arrogant back and couldn't help gritting her teeth. She had never been this angry before.    

"Hmph …" You just wait and see. "    

The whole class could see that Sikong Banyu was very different today. It was as if he had overturned the image of the fool in their hearts and was already a normal person. Teacher Cheng seemed to be different today. Although she didn't feel anything from her words, her gaze seemed to have a deep grudge with Sikong Banyu. What was going on?    

"Sikong Fann..." Here... "Here …"    

He looked up and saw a smiling woman pointing at the empty seat beside him. The woman's little family was made of jade, and she looked like a gentle and quiet model. Although her ponytail was not decorated, it had a kind of purity to it.    

On her fair and pretty face, two cute dimples could be seen with a smile, causing people to have a favorable impression of her.    

Tao Wantine? This was someone he knew. He had met her at Xining Province back then, and from his memory, he had heard her say that she was his classmate! I didn't expect it to be true!    

Sikong Banyu was too lazy to care about it. He walked over to the empty seat beside Tao Wantine and sat down. Many of the male students in the class looked at this scene with jealousy. Tao Wantine was the goddess of purity, known as Huaxia University. She was the prettiest in their class and was also one of the most beautiful in the economics department. Many people wanted to kiss her, but unfortunately, they did not have such an opportunity.    

The empty seat beside her would always be empty, because no one would have such a chance. Not only was it great that this fool had come back on the first day, but he had also suddenly sat at the seat that many people dreamed of, so it would be strange if they weren't jealous.    

The moment Sikong Banyu sat down, he felt countless murderous gazes piercing at him. He was speechless. Isn't it just a seat? Do you want to do this, especially that man at the podium, hmm... He's better looking than me, but what's the use of your eyes staring so hard? It was Tao Wantine who told me to sit down, so why are you staring at me like that?    

Cheng Ting was also surprised. She knew Tao Wantine a little bit, but she was curious about how this infuriating brat could interact with Tao Wantine. When did this happen? How come I didn't know!?    

Tao Wantine also did not expect Sikong Banyu to resume school so quickly. Thinking back to the scenes when they met at the Xining Province CBD, Tao Wantine was filled with curiosity towards Sikong Banyu, as even her father had such high opinions of him, and even gave her the chance to grasp the opportunity to do so.    

"Sikong Fann, when did you return from Xining? You're still going back to school? I went to my dad's office a few times, but I didn't see you again.    

Is it strange that you see me? I was going to... En … Just a small matter, yet he was dealing with a trash. He wasn't an elite business talent, how could he run around in a place where elites gathered!    

"My name is Sikong Banyu now, not Sikong Fann. Thank you!" Oh... At that time, I was just going to Xining to take a stroll.    

"Oh?" Tao Wantine ignored everything else. Previously, in Xining, Sikong Banyu had solemnly said that he didn't need the name Sikong Fann. At that time, she thought it was due to her father's eyes that Sikong Banyu said that.    

"You are really strange. The name Sikong Banyu was given to you when you were silly and now you like the nickname given to you and you don't even want your original name anymore. It sounds weird, but why? "    

"Why?"    

Sikong Banyu curled his lips. "Maybe it's because the word 'Fan' makes me feel uncomfortable!" The word 'mortal' represented simplicity. It represented being buried within all living things. It represented being sparse and ordinary. But I've been buried for more than twenty years, and I always need to experience the feeling of not being buried, and 'Banyu' is more suitable for me, to hook up with the twenty years that have gone silly, and to let me recognize myself in the midst of being stupid and not being stupid, alas … I told you, you don't understand. "    

"Ugh …" Tao Wantine couldn't help but roll her eyes. How could I understand it if you didn't tell me? However, from what he said, it seemed to be a bit profound and he really didn't understand it. Since Sikong Banyu didn't want to talk more, Tao Wantine didn't ask any further and changed the topic.    

"No matter what, you are better now. That is a good thing. Right, aren't you afraid of not being able to make up for the lesson? I'll teach you from now on! After returning to the dorm, I'll lend you my previous notes to take a look. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me. "    

Cheng Ting had long noticed that the two of them were whispering after they had sat down. Annoyed, she said in a clear voice, "Students, please be quiet. The selection is about to begin. Don't disturb the topic of our class meeting."    

Upon hearing this, Tao Wantine's face reddened like a fox caught stealing a chicken. She playfully stuck out her tongue and lowered her head, not saying another word.    

Sikong Banyu, on the other hand, looked up at Cheng Ting who was glaring at him. Sikong Banyu couldn't help but pout his lips, as he couldn't be bothered to argue with this idle woman. He leaned back in his chair obediently, as if it was up to him to do whatever he wanted.    

Class Rep Xu Cann, who was also the pretty boy standing on the stage, gave Sikong Banyu a warning glance. Tao Wantine was the goddess that he had been chasing for a long time, but she still hadn't gotten any attention. Now that this fool had come, he was able to sit beside Tao Wantine.    

Teacher Cheng asked me to be the host of this round of candidates for the national poverty allowance. We've been classmates for two years, and we all have a little understanding of each other, so I won't say anything more. This time, there are twelve people in the national poverty allowance quota, and there are fifty-two in our class.    

After Xu Cann said this, everyone picked up pen and paper and started whispering to each other. Tao Wantine also took out a pen and paper. She turned around and saw Sikong Banyu still leaning on the paper, as if he didn't care about me.    

"Hello …" What are you doing? "Did you not bring a pen? Let me give it to you …"