Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 12 Study Time in the Study Room

Feeling utterly bored, Ye Fan glanced at his friends who were engrossed in doing practice problems, and his thoughts suddenly drifted back to his past life—at this very moment, he was browsing the internet, chatting animatedly with a blonde, blue-eyed "foreign woman," trying to test his practical English skills.

He remembers his past life.

Because of his company's business, he often had to communicate with Ukrainians, so he specifically learned Russian.

At a cocktail party.

He mumbled a bunch of things in front of the graceful white girl.

He confidently launched into a string of Russian greetings, talking at length about everything from the weather to art.

The other person looked blank, their blue eyes filled with confusion.

that moment.

He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, convinced that his poor pronunciation and grammar were incomprehensible even to native speakers, and he immediately slunk away in embarrassment.

He rambled on and on.

Later, Ye Fan found out that the girl was from Spain...

Ye Fan was completely speechless.

With this in mind, Ye Fan made up his mind.

When I get home tonight, I'm going to have a good chat with that "foreign woman" I chatted with in my past life.

Now his memory is crystal clear, and he even remembers the other person's social media accounts perfectly—isn't that a perk of being reborn?

Tang Yanning and Pei Yi'an ultimately failed to solve the last sub-question.

"Ye Zi! Take a look at this last question, do you have any ideas?" Tang Yanning and Pei Yi'an put down their pens and turned to Ye Fan.

He picked up the test paper and examined it carefully, quickly searching his memory for the explanation of this problem from his previous life. It was an extremely difficult problem. In his previous life, Teacher Yu had spent two entire class periods explaining this problem. (Teacher Yu! Ye Fan's high school physics teacher)

Ye Fan picked up a pen and started writing and drawing on the draft paper.

A little while later...

"Ice Dog! I have an idea. Let's discuss it and see if it's feasible." He said, sitting down opposite the two women.

Although Ye Fan knew exactly how to solve the problem, he still humbly suggested that they discuss it together.

He took a deep breath and said, "According to Faraday's law of electromagnetic induction, the induced electromotive force E=BLv generated by the conductor rod cutting the magnetic field lines at the initial moment is calculated. Since the magnetic field B changes uniformly with time... Do you think this approach is feasible?"

After listening to Ye Fan's analysis, the two girls suddenly realized, "How come I didn't think of starting from this point! Ye Fan, you're amazing! You came up with a solution so quickly."

"Just lucky! Alright! You guys do the math!" Ye Fan said with a smile, shaking his water glass.

Half an hour later.........

"Old Ye! I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, it's too brain-draining," Zhao Mingzhe wailed.

Ye Fan took the question Zhao Mingzhe had written, looked at it, and then said, "Have a drink of water first, calm down, and then I'll explain it to you."

After immersing himself in the explanation for forty minutes, Ye Fan explained the questions to him, occasionally interjecting with his own insights and key points. Zhao Mingzhe's brain was on the verge of crashing. He pushed the test paper forward and collapsed onto the table with a thud.

Seeing his appearance, Ye Fan knew that he had reached his limit today, and if he continued talking to him, he would probably break down.

The last rays of the setting sun shone through the glass windows of the study room. "Yan Ning! Yi An! Let's stop studying here for today. It's time to go home for dinner." Ye Fan casually tossed the test paper into his bag.

"Great, great! I can finally take a break!" Pei Yi'an rubbed her sore wrists, tucked the red pen into her notebook, and slivers of paper stuck to her hair as she swayed.

Tang Yanning carefully categorized her error notebooks and test papers by subject, her light blue bow hair tie swaying gently as she lowered her head: "OK, OK, let's stop reviewing here for today. I'll go buy some milk tea from the new shop near the school gate. I heard the mango pomelo sago is really good."

Tang Yanning wore a simple white lace top today, which was exquisite and refreshing. She paired it with light gray casual pants, which exuded youthful energy in a relaxed way. The overall look blended natural beauty with youthful vibes, making her look fresh and charming.

Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, gently tousled by the evening breeze, natural and lively, adding to her carefree atmosphere. Her eyebrows and eyes were like carefully rendered ink paintings, crescent-shaped eyes holding star-like smiles, eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings. Her small, delicate nose added dimension to her face, and when she smiled, shallow dimples appeared, complementing her upturned lips, as bright and cheerful as spring flowers, gentle yet incredibly infectious.

In short.

She is very youthful and pretty.

The four of them walked out of the study room and onto the sycamore leaves as they headed towards the school gate.

A sweet aroma wafted from the entrance of the milk tea shop, and a pink poster on the glass window read "Second cup half price." Most of the people queuing were students.

"The line is so long, will it take half an hour to get through?" Ye Fan couldn't help but complain as he looked at the line in front of him.

"Who told you to dawdle in the classroom just now?" Pei Yi'an poked his back. "If you'd been late, my mom would have called to nag you again."

Zhao Mingzhe suddenly suggested, "How about we go to another place?"

"No way!" Tang Yanning and Pei Yi'an exclaimed in unison, the former waving her phone. "I've already done my research! This shop uses only fresh fruit; you'll regret missing out!"

Upon hearing her words, Ye Fan thought of the serious food safety issues of later generations. "Alright, alright, this is the place! You two are in charge," Ye Fan said with a smile. "I'll have a mango pomelo sago dessert, three-tenths sugar! I need to nourish my brain today."

"Three parts sugar? How can it taste good if it's not sweet at all?" Pei Yi'an teased. "Take my advice, full sugar, it'll taste better."

The two women also ordered a mango pomelo sago and a jasmine milk green tea, respectively.

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Mingzhe pointed to the taro boba milk tea on the menu and said, "Then I'll take this one, room temperature, 50% sugar."

After everyone had finished ordering, Ye Fan took out his phone and said, "It's on me today. Thank you for your company, ladies."

Amid farewells, the four embarked on their journeys home. Pei Yi'an, clutching her milk tea, jogged towards the bus stop and caught the bus just in time. She sat down in the back row, watching the street scenes flash by outside the window, and stirred the pearls in her cup with a straw.

When the bus arrived at the next stop, an elderly woman carrying a cardboard box got on. She quickly stood up to offer her her seat. The elderly woman smiled and slipped a piece of fruit candy into her hand. The sweet taste mixed with the aroma of milk made even the evening breeze feel warm.

Tang Yanning secured the milk tea in the bicycle basket, hopped on, and hummed a recent pop song as she rode home...

On the other side, Ye Fan and Zhao Mingzhe walked side by side in the alley on their way home, the streetlights casting long shadows of them.

Ye Fan took a sip of milk tea, his Adam's apple bobbing as he let out a satisfied sigh: "This tastes authentic! Old Zhao, you really need to study hard these days. I'm not kidding you. Come with me to take the entrance exam for a school in Jinling, and we'll go to Wutong Road to see girls and eat authentic salted duck."

Zhao Mingzhe stirred the taro paste in his milk tea, the straw making a muffled "glug-glug" sound: "I'll try my best... With my current grades, I'm not even sure I can get into a good university..." The night wind ruffled his mushroom haircut, revealing the lack of confidence in his eyes.

"Don't be discouraged!" Ye Fan patted his shoulder, the milk tea rippled in the cup, "Do the problems I circled for you recently, memorize the solutions, and remember the question types. You definitely have a chance at a 211 university!" As he spoke, he glanced at the tricycle selling roasted sweet potatoes at the alley entrance, the warm orange light reflecting off the oil stains on the old man's apron.

"Boss, two big ones, please!" When Ye Fan scanned the code to pay, Zhao Mingzhe was stunned and exclaimed in shock, "Old Ye! Are you out of your mind? I got into a 211 university? I got into a 211 university!!! Are you crazy!!" Before he could finish speaking, he was stuffed with a scalding hot sweet potato.

"It's you. Study hard recently, memorize the question types, and you'll be fine." Ye Fan broke open a sweet potato, and the golden, soft flesh slowly flowed out, the steaming aroma dispelling the chill of the night.

Zhao Mingzhe stared at the sweet potato in his hand. The aroma of food wafted from the residential buildings in the distance. He suddenly laughed out loud: "Okay! If you really get into a 211 university, I'll buy you all the salted duck for four years of college."

"Hey, Old Zhao's really showing off his wealth this time, how generous!" Ye Fan took a bite of roasted sweet potato and headed home.

Back at his front door, Ye Fan was still humming an off-key song as he pulled out his keys. He pushed open the door and yelled at the top of his lungs, "Old Ye, Old Gu, I'm back!"

The aroma of angelica chicken soup wafted from the kitchen. Gu Ruoning emerged from the rising steam, carrying a white porcelain stew pot: "Why are you so late today? Where did you go gallivanting around again! Or were you on a date with some girl?"