Rebirth: A Life Without Regrets

  The head teacher walked into the classroom, and the original noise instantly disappeared. Everyone immediately sat up straight in their seats. After all, they were only second-grade students and were still relatively afraid of teachers, making them easier to manage compared to older grades with adolescent rebellion and impulsivity.

  The head teacher of Class 1 in Grade 2 is Li Zhi Xiong, who teaches Chinese. He's about thirty years old, tall and thin, wears glasses, has an ordinary appearance, but his eyes are big and round, giving off a stern look without being angry. His management style is also quite strict, so the students are somewhat afraid of him, and they secretly call him "Li Yan Luo".

  Li Zhi Xiong is in high spirits today. Yesterday, Principal Xie Chang Qing came to find him and told him that Leng Shu Ji's youngest son, Leng Bing Han, had skipped a grade and was now in his class. He thought he was dreaming!

  At first, everyone thought Xie Changqing was making a big fuss about adjusting the teachers, transferring math teacher Yan Suofen from the original 4th grade class 3 and language teacher Zhou Changde from the 5th grade class 1 to the new 1st grade class 1. Everyone felt that Old Xie was just trying to curry favor and was making a big deal out of nothing, wasting his energy and resources. But in reality, everyone had some resentment in their hearts - why didn't they get a share of this good fortune? Who doesn't know that the class with Leng Bingxue is completely different from others, and as a teacher, it's easier to stand out, achieve results, and be recognized for one's achievements.

  Who would have thought that human calculations are not as good as heavenly ones, and a good thing has come down from heaven. The cold and ruthless promotion of the skip level has made Li Changqing's abacus fall empty, and Li Zhi Xiong has picked up this great bargain for nothing.

  However, he still has concerns. After all, Leng Bingxue hasn't even read the first grade curriculum and directly skipped to second grade. What if her grades can't keep up later on? Everyone will blame themselves for not teaching well enough, and this pot of blackness is something he can't bear to carry.

  Before he could voice his concerns, Zhang Changqing seemed to have anticipated them and casually pulled out something that instantly dispelled all his worries.

  What Yang Changqing took out was not something else, but the test paper that Leng Bingxue answered yesterday. At that time, He Jiabi mistakenly took the third-grade test paper, but Leng Bingxue still scored full marks in a very short period of time, while the highest score for the entire school's third-grade final exam last semester was less than 180 points. This fully proves that Leng Bingxue's actual level has already surpassed the third grade and can be admitted to the fourth grade, and maybe even more. With such achievements, what else does Li Zhi Xiong have to worry about?

  Yao Changqing was already numb with excitement, but Li ZhiXiong was over the moon. Originally, he thought it would be great to pick up a "high-ranking official" son, but unexpectedly, this "high-ranking official" son turned out to be a genius. With his cold and icy demeanor, it's highly likely that he'll become the top student in the entire district or even the whole city. At that time, fame and fortune will be within reach, and he can't wait for that day to arrive.

  Yao Changqing repeatedly instructed him to take good care of Leng Binghan, be more considerate and helpful, and not let Leng Binghan be bullied... Li Zhi Xiong thought to himself on the side: Do you need to remind me of these things? Leng Binghan this little ancestor, I'd rather put him in a shrine and worship him, how dare I take him lightly.

  Li Zhi Xiong still clearly remembers the helpless look in his eyes when he was told by Yan Chang Qing, and the depressed expressions of teachers Yan Su Fen and Zhou Chang De when they met on the road. All this made him secretly pleased: The wheel of fortune turns around, this year it's my turn, haha, I, Li Zhi Xiong, also have today!

  So you think his mood can be bad? Walking on the road, he strongly held back a smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but slightly curl up, and the corners of his eyes also couldn't hide their joy. Along the way, they met teachers who knew the inside story, all of whom couldn't help but secretly scold him for being lucky, stepping in dog shit, and having a great stroke of luck, while complaining that their own luck was bad.

  The students in the class were also puzzled. Why did Li Yan Luo look so gentle and amiable today? Had the sun risen from the west?

  "Classmates!" Li Zhi Xiong stood on the podium, full of energy and enthusiasm: "Another happy holiday has passed, I believe everyone has had a great time. From today on, you are all second-grade students now, not first-grade students anymore. You have grown up, become more sensible, and should understand the importance of studying. Put your heart into it, study hard, strive for excellence every day, and don't disappoint the expectations of your parents and teachers."

  He then glanced at Leng Bing Xue and said, "Today we also have a new classmate to introduce. This new classmate is truly remarkable, having self-studied the first grade elementary school curriculum while still in kindergarten. He has skipped grades to join our class and is an honor to our class. Let's welcome our new classmate with warm applause." Leng Bing Xue came on stage.

  The auditorium erupted into applause, and classmates clapped while whispering to each other, discussing heatedly.

  "Wow, is he really that cold-hearted guy who started earning a salary at the age of three?"

  "I heard he's still the mayor's godson!"

  "My younger cousin brother really admires him, saying he understands a lot of things and is extremely clever."

  "Wow, he didn't even read in first grade and came straight to second grade, really amazing!"

  ……

  Although almost everyone didn't recognize him when he came in with Leng Bingxue, the people who often played with Leng Bingxue were mostly still in first grade or kindergarten, and a small number of others were not in this class. However, his great name had long been on everyone's lips, and when parents educated their children, they would often compare them to Leng Bingxue, scolding them: "If you were even one-tenth as good as that kid from the Leng family, I'd be grateful, I'd thank heaven and earth."

  Warm applause was even more vigorous, her hands hurt but she didn't feel it at all. She just felt that her Xiao Han Ge was very impressive. The more people discussed, the more surprised and praised they were, the happier she became, as if they were praising her.

  A friend, Chen Ran, who was sitting next to her and braiding a ponytail, gently poked her waist and said in a tone full of admiration: "So your Xiao Han Ge is actually Cold Ice Han, how cool!"

  "Of course!" The little head nodded proudly, with a face full of pride, and eyes curved into crescent moons.

  Seeing her pleased appearance, Chen Ran was somewhat annoyed and muttered: "You're not really his little daughter-in-law, what's the excitement about?"

  As soon as she heard this, Wen Xin was like a burst balloon, her heart full of joy suddenly disappeared without a trace, and her expression also wilted, as if she had suddenly lost something precious, her heart feeling empty and fluttering.

  "I'll just be Xiao Han's little wife, what business is it of yours!" She was very depressed and scolded Chen Ran angrily, but still felt a lump in her chest, no longer feeling the joy she had earlier.

  They actually don't know what "little daughter-in-law" means, these terms are mostly learned from adults' jokes and gradually spread among children. They only know that it refers to a more intimate person with some shyness. But now, she wants to become a cold and distant person.

  "Quiet, everyone! Be quiet!" Li Zhi Xiong saw that Leng Bing Han had already walked onto the stage, but everyone was still chattering and discussing nonstop. Feeling a bit embarrassed, he hastily put on a stern face to scold them, telling everyone to keep quiet.

  As Li Zhi Xiong's voice fell, the classroom quickly quieted down, with everyone staring at Leng Bing Han standing in the center of the podium.

  All eyes were focused on him, and he seemed to be unaffected by the cold, calm and collected, speaking loudly: "Fellow students, I'm delighted to have come to Class 1 of Grade 2 and become classmates with everyone."

  "My name is Leng Bing Han, cold and icy, frosty and chilly." As he spoke, he naturally picked up the chalk from the lectern and wrote the three characters on the blackboard in large strokes. In fact, for these students who had just finished their first year of primary school, they didn't recognize these three characters before, but now they all remembered them, and some even started imitating his writing.

  "Maybe some of you have heard of me before, and I also heard your discussions just now. I'm just an ordinary person, no different from all of you. In this world, there's only one cold and unfeeling person like me, but at the same time, there's only one you. Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses, and nobody is perfect. We can learn from each other and help each other to improve together."

  "For the second grade class one, I am a new student, many things are still not understood, and I hope that everyone will take care of me more in the future, thank you everyone." After finishing speaking, Leng Bing Han gave everyone a deep bow.

  "Wow!" The applause this time was even louder, like thunder echoing in the classroom.

  If people still had some doubts and surprises earlier, the calm and composed performance and speech just now have completely convinced everyone. Confident but not arrogant, every gesture is full of spirit and style, language is humble yet dignified, logic is rigorous and coherent, even the class teacher Li Zhi Xiong sitting aside can't help but be deeply moved, although the students may not know what his sentence "a foot has its shortness and an inch has its length" means.

  Amidst the applause, Leng Bingxue smiled coldly and returned to his original seat. Everyone's gaze followed him as he moved, and for a moment, even Li Zhi Xiong on the podium was ignored.

  Seeing this situation, Li Zhi Xiong couldn't help but smile wryly and shake his head. He didn't expect Leng Bing Han to stand out so easily. He also didn't know what to say, wasn't this also what he had hoped for?

  He clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention back, and said, "Alright, earlier Cold Ice Han made a wonderful self-introduction, I believe everyone has gotten to know him. I also hope that everyone can learn from each other, help each other, and improve together."

  "Next, we will re-elect the class cadres. Although our class cadres did a good job last year, according to the rules, every year our class has to re-elect new cadres. This also motivates and urges the elected cadres to set an example, do their work practically and conscientiously, so that everyone will continue to elect them in the future; otherwise, they will be eliminated in the next election. The masses have discerning eyes."

  "However, considering Cold Ice and Chill's excellent performance just now, I have decided to appoint him as the class monitor of our second-grade Class 1. I believe that with his abilities, he will definitely be able to lead our class well. Starting from next year, we will re-elect again. If everyone has no objections, it is settled then. Let's begin today's election..."

  Li Zhi-xiong had barely finished speaking when a boy in the fourth row, who was dressed relatively neatly and had slightly curly hair, muttered discontentedly: "What's so special about him? We all have to re-elect, but he can get special treatment? I don't think it's fair..."

  This little boy is called Zhao Xin, the child of a local garrison officer and the original class leader. Originally thought that even if re-elected, he would continue to serve as class leader with confidence, but unexpectedly the teacher directly appointed Leng Binghan, so he must have an opinion. But Li Yanwang's bad head didn't dare to go against him, so he could only vent his grievances and complain a few sentences.

  Changfu is a well-known domestic satellite launch base. To ensure safety, there are not many troops stationed here. One of the transportation team's barracks is less than ten kilometers away from Suqi Town. The children of military officers are also mostly sent to school here. These children are mostly outsiders, speaking Mandarin and forming their own group, thinking they come from big cities and looking down on local rural children.

  Although the complaint was not loud, due to being close and having good hearing, it was heard.

  He smiled lightly, not a triumphant smile, but a very helpless one.

  He didn't want to be a class leader in the first place. In his previous life, he had been a class leader, head of the student union, and even vice president and president since elementary school, all the way until high school graduation. He had long been satisfied with his "addiction to power". These things might have some appeal to students, but for him, a reincarnated person in his thirties, they were completely meaningless.

  Who would have thought that this would also lead to trouble? It seems that where there are people, there is a world of intrigue; and where there is a world of intrigue, there are grudges.

  At this point, Leng Binghan suddenly raised his hand and, after getting Li Zhi's consent, stood up and said firmly: "Teacher Li, I am also a member of this class, so I cannot make an exception. The class monitor should be elected by everyone, only then can we elect a class monitor that everyone is satisfied with and trusts."

  The class was in an uproar, and no one had expected that Leng Bing Xue would give up the position of class monitor like this. Wen Xin was so anxious that her two small hands were clenched tightly, wishing she could take back what he had just said. Being a class monitor is so prestigious and honorable, why did Little Brother Bing have to be so foolish?

  Zhao Xin said disdainfully, "How fake, is it just for show?" However, being able to have such a dramatic turn of events made him very happy. With a flying eyebrow and a dancing expression, he whispered to the people around him, "Remember to vote for me, okay? If I get elected, I'll treat you guys to food. Remember, hurry up and help spread the word to others too."

  Li Zhi Xiong did not expect Leng Bing Han to refuse his kindness. He originally thought that the child would be very eager for a class cadre, so he made such an arrangement with a thick face, but he didn't know that Leng Bing Han was so stubborn.

  But Leng Bing Han said so, he couldn't force him to be the class monitor anymore, and could only hate it in his heart, resenting Leng Bing Han for not knowing what's good for him, wasting his kind intentions.

  Li Zhi Xiong said listlessly: "Since Leng Bing Han classmate said so, I believe in his strength and everyone else does too. Let's start re-election for all positions including Class Monitor, Vice Class Monitor, Study Committee Member, Sports Committee Member, Life Committee Member and Publicity Committee Member. Each position can only be elected by one person, multiple selections are invalid. Alright, now everyone get your paper and pen ready, we'll begin the anonymous voting."

  The votes were quickly collected, and Li Zhi-xiong designated two students, one male and one female, to read out the votes, while he recorded the vote counts on the blackboard.

  "Zhao Xin one vote, Wang Fei one vote, Liu Hongmei one vote, Leng Binghan one vote, Leng Binghan one vote..."

  The election results made Li Zhi Xiong both surprised and delighted, as Leng Bing Xue was elected class monitor with an almost unanimous vote.

  Li Zhi Xiong was worried that Leng Bing Han would demand a fair election for the sake of face, but if he really couldn't get elected, he would definitely be very disappointed. So before the election, what he said still had some intention of helping him pull votes. But he never thought that Leng Bing Han's vote count would be so high in the end, which also made his originally hanging heart completely put down.

  Zhao Xin was elected as the vice class monitor with just over half of the votes. The study committee remained unchanged, and it was a girl named Wang Hui who looked delicate and pretty. The sports committee also remained unchanged, and it was a boy named Gao Fei who was tall and strong, with well-developed athletic nerves. The life committee was called Liu Hongmei, who was small in stature and dressed very simply. The propaganda committee also remained unchanged, and this little boy was named Zheng Yong, who had a talent for painting.

  Seeing this result, Leng Bing Xue couldn't help but laugh and cry. To be honest, he really didn't want to be the class monitor. At that time, saying he wanted to participate in the election was just an excuse. For everyone, he was a new student and hadn't made any contributions, so the possibility of them voting for him should have been low. He never expected that they would give him face like this and actually elect him.

  They've all been chosen, and it's impossible for me to say no now. This is too unreasonable, I can only force the ducks onto the shelves.

  Next is for everyone to deliver their inaugural speeches.

  "To be honest, I'm surprised to have been elected as class monitor. I want to thank everyone for their trust and support. Being the head of the class is not just an honor, but also a responsibility. Since you all believe in me, I will do my best to fulfill my duties and serve everyone well."

  The applause was thunderous, and everyone was infected by his sincerity. Even those who didn't vote for Leng Bing Han earlier began to regret it, thinking that maybe he wouldn't be a bad class monitor after all.

  The warmth is even more excited, as if it were the monitor itself, thinking in his heart: Xiao Han Ge is really good, relying on his true ability to be the monitor, great! The little girl's thoughts are not so complicated, she just feels that her good friend has been recognized by everyone, and she is also very proud.

  In comparison, other people's speeches were dull and uninteresting. Only Zhao Xin's speech was very arrogant and dissatisfied, saying that everyone had made a mistake by not choosing him as the class leader, and would regret it later, and would realize that he was the most excellent class leader. This caused everyone to boo and jeer, and he got off the stage in embarrassment. As he walked past Leng Bing Xue, he even gave him a resentful glare, as if everything was Leng Bing Xue's fault.