Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 158 Holy crap! Old Ye! You're my real dad!

Countless eyes focused on Ye Fan and the watermelon in his hand, filled with shock, envy, jealousy, and a hint of anticipation for a good show—this kid is doomed!

The instructor is nearby! Let's see how he gets dealt with!

Sure enough, Instructor Sun Fei seemed to have noticed something was wrong. He ended his conversation with the female instructor, frowned, and strode towards the "troublemaker" under the shade of the tree.

All the students held their breath, their hearts pounding in their throats, waiting to see Ye Fan be overwhelmed by a torrent of reprimands.

Sun Fei walked up to Ye Fan, but instead of roaring as expected, he simply looked at Ye Fan with a stern face, and then at the bright red watermelon in Ye Fan's hand.

Ye Fan remained completely calm. Instead, he casually picked up a slice of watermelon and offered it to Sun Fei: "Instructor Sun? Want a slice? It's chilled and refreshing."

Sun Fei took the slice of watermelon! Amidst everyone's stunned gazes, the two stood under the shade of the tree, one in camouflage and the other in casual clothes, tearing and munching on the watermelon!

"Holy crap!!!" The entire Industrial Management Class 2 formation collectively erupted in a silent scream.

Sun Fei finished the melon in a few bites, let out a satisfied sigh, and casually tossed the rind into a trash can a few meters away. He even subconsciously wiped the watermelon juice from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and commented, "Hmm, the melon is quite sweet."

Ye Fan smiled and pointed to the shopping cart: "Bought downstairs in the dorm. Want to take one?"

"Need not!"

Sun Fei immediately resumed his instructor's authority, straightened his back, and said in a loud voice, "We have rules! We can't take students' things!"

Ye Fan glanced subconsciously at the melon rind he had thrown into the trash can...

He paused, as if savoring the sweetness in his mouth, then added seriously, "Well, what you eat doesn't count."

After saying that, he turned around nonchalantly and strode back to the front of the formation, as if he had just gone to inspect the area.

Ye Fan was left standing there, his lips twitching, speechless: "..."

Sun Fei stopped, his gaze sweeping over the faces that were slightly stunned by the shock. He cleared his throat and roared in a voice that could echo across the playground, "Dismissed! Twenty-minute break!"

"Whoosh—!" That sound of disbanding was simply heavenly!

The taut nerves snapped instantly, the entire formation collapsed in an instant, and the students collapsed like mudfish with their bones removed, rubbing their legs, pounding their backs, and panting heavily, their cries of agony rising and falling.

But many people's gazes were filled with extremely complex emotions: envy, jealousy, disbelief, and a trace of resentment that they dared not speak out, all directed at the leisurely figure under the shade of the tree.

"You son of a bitch, Ye Fan!" This was practically everyone's inner monologue.

The three roommates reacted the fastest!

Li Yifeng, Shi Kai, and Xiao Ji pounced on the cart like hungry tigers, and were the first to rush to it.

"Holy crap! Old Ye! You're my real dad!"

Li Yifeng grabbed a slice of ice-cold watermelon and stuffed it into his mouth. The cool juice mixed with the sweet, juicy flesh instantly brought him back to life. "A fountain of life! A savior from suffering!"

Shi Kai and Xiao Ji didn't even have time to talk. They each grabbed a slice of watermelon and buried their heads in it, not caring at all as the juice dripped down their chins.

Ye Fan smiled as he watched them wolf down their food, then called out loudly to the rest of the class, "Class Two, Industrial Management! Come on over! Eat watermelon! Drink ice water!"

Like rain after a long drought! The students who were just cursing "son of a bitch" in their hearts instantly threw their resentment to the winds.

They swarmed around, eagerly grabbing watermelons and opening bottles of ice-cold mineral water, their faces beaming with the happiness of surviving a disaster.

The praise immediately changed its tone:

The boys: "Godfather!!! You're so handsome!!"

The girls: "Ye Fan! Thank you! You're such a kind person!!"

Ye Fan's gaze swept across the crowd and quickly locked onto the figure sitting alone under a tree root in the distance, sipping water from his own water bottle.

He raised his voice and shouted, "Ancestral spirits! Come over and have some water and watermelon! It's cool here!"

Xian Zuling raised her head, looked at him through the crowd, and whispered, "I...I brought water, thank you, Ye Fan."

"You brought water, but not melon, right? Come here!" Ye Fan's tone was familiar and brooked no refusal as he cut the largest slice of melon.

Xian Zuling hesitated for a moment, looking around at her classmates who were happily eating melon seeds, before finally standing up and walking over.

Ye Fan shoved the heavy, dripping watermelon slice into her hand: "Here, take it. Help yourself when you're done. There's plenty."

A cool, damp sensation came from her palm. Xian Zuling's fingers tightened slightly, and she whispered, "Oh~ okay... thank you."

Li Yifeng, who was sitting next to him, transformed into Pigsy and munching on a watermelon, his cheeks bulging, asked indistinctly, "Old Ye... um... tell me honestly, what's going on?"

He pointed at Instructor Sun Fei in the distance: "Didn't ask for leave? Skipped training? The instructor is colluding with you... pshaw, just watching the show?"

Shi Kai added, "Yeah, Fan-ge, you must have asked for leave to skip military training, right? But why are you here? Why didn't the instructors say anything to you?"

Several other students next to Shi Kai also looked over curiously.

Ye Fan smiled slightly and said, "Who told you I took leave?"

Xiao Ji asked with a puzzled look, "You didn't ask for leave? Then how come you didn't come to military training? And the instructor didn't punish you just now?"

Ye Fan kicked Xiao Jidao in the butt: "Can't you wish me well for once?"

Several classmates who had been listening intently immediately gathered around, their eyes gleaming with eagerness.

"I need some guidance, Brother Fan!"

"+1!"

"+10086!"

Ye Fan looked at his classmates, whose faces were full of longing to escape their misery, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He shrugged, his tone tinged with Versailles-like helplessness: "This is something I really can't teach you guys."

"Why?" everyone asked in unison.

Ye Fan took a bite of watermelon and said slowly, "This is one of the perks of choosing this school..."

The air fell silent instantly.

"..."

After a brief silence, there was a chorus of "Damn it!" and a chorus of wails.

Everyone rolled their eyes and scattered like birds and beasts.

Yes, how could I forget that!

He's the top scorer!

He's a big shot who treats the principal's office like his own living room!

This welfare process is so difficult it's like trying to go to the moon again after a hundred years of studying!

Alright, I'll just be a "streaky pork" and wait to be "grilled" by the sun again later!

As everyone munched on the hard-won "godfather's brand" watermelon, their hearts were filled with mixed emotions.

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On the other side, Tang Yanning's college and Pei Yi'an's college were training right next to each other.

The scorching sun felt like it was baking people.

Tang Yanning, who was originally lively and energetic, now felt dizzy and her legs were heavy. Every time she lifted her leg, it was extremely difficult. Sweat stung her eyes, her throat was parched, and she was swaying and about to collapse to the ground.