I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 82 I Really Want to Die (Please Read On)

Evening, broadcasting room
Jiang Yingzhu stood in front of the microphone, and asked with slight hesitation:
"Do you really want me to say it?"

"Do you think I'd say that people would misunderstand and gossip? You're fine," Li Yan said.

"Okay, then I'll tell you."

Jiang Yingzhu chuckled, a little excited. Just thinking about her girlfriends' surprised expressions made her feel smug.

She leaned closer to the microphone, and Li Yan simultaneously turned on the broadcast equipment. Immediately afterwards, two clear coughs echoed throughout the campus.

"Hey, shouldn't we be playing music at this time?" Inside the classroom, Yu Qingya looked out the window, puzzled.

Mei Mengqian was standing at the corner of the quiet corridor talking on the phone with her mother when she heard the broadcast and looked towards the radio station with some surprise.

It sounds like Zhuzhu's voice.

At that very moment, a sentence was broadcast throughout the entire campus via the broadcasting system.

"The next song is dedicated to Mei Mengqian from Class 1, Grade 11, wishing her a happy birthday."

After speaking, Jiang Yingzhu turned off the microphone and waved repeatedly.

"Haha, Mengmeng must be so excited and happy right now!"

"I reckon she really wants to die." Li Yan raised an eyebrow as he listened to the "Happy Birthday" message.

"It's your choice. You don't have to turn on the microphone and sing a couple of lines. Anyway, your uncle is the principal. The teachers won't dare to cause you any trouble."

"Great idea!" Jiang Yingzhu immediately turned on her microphone.

"Holy crap, who's singing this?!"

In the corridor of Class One, Yu Bin was shocked.

"Yan-ge is in danger. A woman likes his deskmate."

"And they even used a broadcasting station, wow!" Zhang Wei said.

"Speaking of which, is today Mei Mengqian's birthday? Should we prepare a gift?" Ye Daijia said.

Xiao Shuai stroked his chin. "I think the radio station idea is pretty good."

At the corner of the corridor, Mei Mengqian lowered her head and silently went downstairs, her mother's question coming through her phone.

"Mengmeng, a classmate wished you a happy birthday. Who was it?"

Listening to Jiang Yingzhu's singing, she sighed, "It's Zhuzhu, Mom. I'll be downstairs right away. You don't need to rush. It's okay if you take your time."

"Haha, okay, I knew it was Zhuzhu, she's the one who knows how to handle things."

Mei Mengqian hung up the phone, wanting nothing more than to get far away from the classroom and avoid running into her classmates.

Zhu Zhu is really something, she didn't even tell her, she wasn't prepared at all.

Now the whole school knows her name and birthday.

Although she knew most people would just laugh it off, Mei Mengqian still felt a little ashamed.

She stood at the school gate, hoping her mother would arrive slowly, ideally just in time for class.

After finishing his work at the radio station, Li Yan received a call from Aunt Ye.

"Oh, okay, Auntie, I'll be right there."

When he arrived at the school gate, he saw Mei Mengqian standing there holding a large box, looking hesitant.

Ye Qian waved to Li Yan when she saw him from behind.

Li Yan ran over in a few steps and glanced at the box.

"This cake is huge. Let me carry it."

Without saying a word, he took the cake.

Ye Qian looked on with a smile, "Mengmeng is much more cheerful when she's with you guys. Before, she would have wanted to take a day off and hide at home in this kind of situation."

"Oh dear, Mom!"

"Alright, alright, Mom won't say any more. You guys can figure out what to do with the cake yourselves. I'm leaving now."

Li Yan watched Ye Qian drive away, then turned to look at Mei Mengqian.

"What are you going to do?"

"Give it to the classmates, I don't like it."

Mei Mengqian paused for a moment, then said, "We need to save a portion for Zhuzhu and the senior student."

Upon hearing this, Li Yan was a little surprised. Well, that was fine, so he started walking towards the classroom.

"Why are you still standing there? It's not my birthday."

"coming."

Mei Mengqian squeezed the copper coins in her pocket and followed.

All the way there, she kept thinking about how her classmates would react when she entered the classroom, but she couldn't come up with a solution at all.

I followed Li Yan into the classroom and then onto the podium.

The cake landed on the multimedia lectern with a soft thud, startling her awake.

Looking up suddenly, I saw a variety of gazes from the students above and below me, some curious, some envious, some calm.

Mei Mengqian subconsciously tensed her face, avoided looking at anyone, and said in a flat voice:
"It's my birthday today, please have some cake."

"Wow! Thank you, Mengmeng!!" Yu Qingya exclaimed loudly, "Happy birthday, Mengmeng!"

Just then, a voice rang out from the side, almost startling Mei Mengqian.

"You're only treating the students, not the teachers?"

She subconsciously turned her head and saw her English teacher, Zhou Qinqin, standing smiling on her left.

"Please, too!"

"That's more like it. Thank you, teacher. Happy birthday!" Zhou Qinqin said, her eyes fixed on her and Li Yan.

Li Yan was a little speechless, knowing that this guy had started collecting materials again. He started cutting the cake and quickly placed it on the paper plates next to him.

"Class monitor, please help us divide them."

"Okay." Ye Hui nodded, and then offered her blessings to Mei Mengqian.

Most of her classmates followed suit. Mei Mengqian was initially a little shy and kept a straight face, but she gradually accepted it naturally.

After distributing the cake, Mei Mengqian, unusually, went to give a portion to Jiang Yingzhu, Hua Junshu, and the other members of the study group.

When she returned to her seat, she saw a table full of snacks and a drawer full of them.

Endless eggs, salt-baked chicken legs, potato chips and cola, milk tea and grilled sausages.
Dozens of dishes of all kinds were laid out on the table.
Mei Mengqian felt a slight flutter in her heart; it was the first time she had ever felt this way.

It was as if a warm breeze was blowing gently, rippling across the grassland.

In the end, I realized it was all just my own turbulent emotions.

She quickly tidied up her things and composed herself, glancing at the grinning Li Yan.

"You're not in here, are you?"

"There's no Zhuzhu either."

Mei Mengqian snorted and turned to find Yu Qingya.

"Qingya, do you know who gave me the things on my desk?"

"Most of them were given by people in my class, but I won't say who they are, so as not to make some people feel embarrassed."

"Hate!"

"Hehe!" Yu Qingya chuckled, then pointed to several bags of more expensive snacks.

"Those were given by boys from other classes."

"Oh, then let's share it with everyone."

Mei Mengqian glanced at the high-end food products, such as Baicao and Liangpin.

There were four or five bags, all hanging on the side of the desk, or piled up with a lot of snacks, which were very conspicuous.

She picked them up, gave one bag to the back row, one bag to the front row, and the rest to the next group so they could divide them among themselves.

The classroom immediately became noisy again.

Just then, the English teacher returned after washing her hands and looked around.

"If you have anything good to eat, give some to the teacher. The teacher will show a movie for everyone tonight."

"Oh!!"

"Great!!!"

A group of people screamed, and the people by the window immediately drew the curtains.

Then turn off the lights.

The room suddenly went dark.

Zhou Qinqin logged into her video website account.

Then they showed a slightly more positive film, "Homeless to Harvard: The Liz Murray Story".

Li Yan had already seen it, so he wasn't really focused on watching the movie; he was more interested in stealing snacks from Mei Mengqian's table.

"You haven't given me a gift yet, so you're not allowed to eat."

"I can't hear you."

"Hmph!" Mei Mengqian suddenly pressed down, pinning his hand down.

Li Yan moved his hand and said, "Fine, I'll hold it down. The massage is quite comfortable."

The film finished playing, and the self-study period was almost over.

Upon returning home, Jiang Yingzhu immediately took out her gift.

"Ta-da!"

She added her own sound effects, and a pair of headphones appeared in her hand.

"Mengmeng, don't you like listening to music? Here, take these headphones."

Mei Mengqian looked down and recognized it as Sony's XBA-Z5.

She originally planned to buy it during the Singles' Day sale.

"this."

"Alright, never mind how much it cost. It was a gift for my dad, and he doesn't need it anyway, so you can have it!"

Jiang Yingzhu shoved the things into her hands without saying a word, then looked at Li Yan, trying to shift the focus away from the issue.

"Li Yan, where's your gift?"

"here."

A small cloth doll appeared in Li Yan's bracelet, the kind that hangs on a key.

"That's it?"

Mei Mengqian took it, touched the Q-version Doraemon, and shook her head.

"It's okay, I like this one too."

Li Yan shook his head. "Don't rush, feel its pockets."

"Pocket?" Mei Mengqian took out a piece of paper, which, when unfolded, seemed to be a poem.

"What is this?" Jiang Yingzhu glanced at it and asked on her behalf.

"A song."

(End of this chapter)