Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 30: Casual Chat About Graduation Photo Outfits; Returning Home to a Sudden Encounter with a

"Ahem..." Zhao Mingzhe coughed lightly, "I've written down all the questions you gave me that I knew how to do, but I don't know if they're correct. As for the rest, I don't know how to do them."

He handed the exercises to Ye Fan with a clean and efficient motion.

Ye Fan took the question he was asked to answer, and the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

He didn't quite understand how Zhao Mingzhe solved the problem, but to be fair, he did get some right.

He picked up a red pen and started drawing circles on the draft paper, then slowly explained the problem to Zhao Mingzhe, beginning with the first question...

"Look, the key to this question is to understand the meaning of the question first..." Ye Fan's voice was very soft, but exceptionally clear. He tapped the question with his fingertip and then broke it down step by step for Zhao Mingzhe.

at first.

He was still a little confused when he listened, but as Ye Fan explained, his brows gradually relaxed, and he would occasionally ask questions, as if he had finally figured it out.

Time flies.

The sky outside the window gradually darkened.

"It's already past six o'clock? Time flies!" Tang Yanning glanced at her phone and exclaimed in surprise.

I studied in the library for almost 5 hours.

"Pack your things and let's go home!" Ye Fan said, standing up.

The group packed their things and prepared to leave.

At the entrance of the city library.

Pei Yi'an tossed her long hair and spoke first, "We're taking graduation photos tomorrow, have you all decided what to wear?"

Tang Yanning twirled around, her skirt billowing gently: "I've already decided! A fitted dress, paired with a pair of high heels."

As she spoke, she lightly tiptoed, as if she could already hear the crisp sound of her heels hitting the ground.

Zhao Mingzhe scratched his head and draped his elbow over Ye Fan's shoulder: "I haven't decided yet... I don't know!"

He tilted his head and looked Ye Fan up and down, then his eyes lit up: "Let me see what Old Ye is going to wear, and I'll just wear the same thing to save myself the trouble of thinking."

Pei Yi'an drawled out the words, his eyes full of anticipation, "Ye Zi, what are you planning to wear?"

Without a second thought, Ye Fan replied, "I'm going to wear a suit!"

"Wow—show-off!"

"Wow! He's even wearing a suit!"

"Are you planning to have foie gras in your left hand and a clove of garlic in your right, creating a clash of Eastern and Western civilizations?"

Zhao Mingzhe joked with a smile.

Ye Fan rolled his eyes at him and said, "Then you'd better not wear it."

He paused, a meaningful smile playing on his lips: "Do you know why?"

Why?

The three of them looked over curiously.

"Because—" Ye Fan suddenly reached out and ruffled Zhao Mingzhe's frizzy hair, and laughed, "From afar, it looks like the Wolf of Wall Street..." He deliberately dragged out the word, and chuckled under the expectant gazes of the three, "Up close... it looks like Wall Street that has been ravaged by a wolf."

"Damn it"

Knowing he had lost the argument again, Zhao Mingzhe simply shut up.

Tang Yanning laughed and patted Pei Yi'an on the shoulder, and the latter turned around and laughed back.

Ye Fan turned to Pei Yi'an: "Yi'an, what about you? What are you planning to wear?"

In fact, Ye Fan already knew what she was going to wear.

In my previous life, the scene in my memory was too stunning: Pei Yi'an was wearing a light purple cheongsam with delicate lilac patterns embroidered on the hem.

She also wore a white jade hairpin on her head, her black hair was half-up and tied with an ancient-style hair ribbon.

She was breathtakingly beautiful, perfectly embodying the subtlety and dynamism of Eastern aesthetics.

that moment.

She became the most attractive person in the entire school; all eyes on campus were fixed on her, the cicadas fell silent, and the wind became gentle.

Of course, Yan Ning was equally stunning. Her white dress shimmered like pearls in the sunlight, and the hem swayed lightly with her steps, as if she were wearing the freshness of the entire summer.

If Ye Fan were to give them scores, both of them would have to get 100 points.

But why did he also say that Pei Yi'an had become the most attractive person in the entire school?

The reason is that the styles of the clothes are different.

Tang Yanning's dresses can capture the hearts of many boys and girls, but Pei Yi'an's cheongsams are universally appealing, especially since they are purple.

Even Xu Song said that purple is the most charming color, so I'm sure the fans watching on screen think so too! (If you want to see what Pei Yi'an was wearing, you can check out a video posted on March 19, 2025 by a blogger named "Jiang Nan" on Douyin.)

Ye Fan knew that Pei Yi'an liked cheongsams and traditional Chinese clothing.

I remember in my past life, after he became successful, he went to Suzhou and spent a lot of money to have a Suzhou embroidery cheongsam made for her.

It was made by hand using Suzhou embroidery, with exquisite stitches and delicate silk. Every detail embodies the craftsman's dedication. She was overjoyed when it was given to her.

But right now, he can't afford it.

"I want to wear a cheongsam tomorrow," Pei Yi'an said softly, her eyes sparkling.

As expected, Ye Fan knew it was true as soon as he heard her answer.

"Then let's take more group photos tomorrow!" Tang Yanning clapped her hands excitedly, the sleeves of her white dress swaying gently.

That's all.

The group said their goodbyes.

"See you tomorrow! Bye Yezi! Bye Mingzhe!" Pei Yi'an and Tang Yanning headed in the same direction.

Zhao Mingzhe and Ye Fan were heading in the same direction.

Zhao Mingzhe hopped on his bicycle and asked, "Old Ye, when are we going to buy a suit?"

His question was perfectly reasonable—after all, Ye Fan had almost no secrets from Zhao Mingzhe, practically as if he were running naked.

He knew almost everything Ye Fan owned, even the different colors of underwear.

It's fair to say that he has virtually no secrets...

Ye Fan pedaled his bicycle, his long legs giving it a quick push, and the bike glided off nimbly. "Let's go back and eat first. We'll deal with buying clothes later!"

After saying that, he rode his bike straight home.

"Ugh!"

"Wait for me!"

Zhao Mingzhe quickly rode up to catch up, the chain making a rapid clicking sound.

Ye Fan leisurely rode his bicycle home.

Push open the door.

The aroma of the food wafted over.

Mom has already prepared the meal.

Sitting at the dining table, looking at the ordinary home-cooked food, I felt it was more precious than any delicacy.

Every time this happened, he felt incredibly happy.

This is home!

In a daze, memories of my past life flooded my mind.

In my past life, I lived alone in a spacious villa. Every day consisted of the same routine: dinner or going out drinking and socializing. Returning home, loosening my tie, the loneliness I felt was indescribable...

"Xiao Fan, you're back? Come and eat." Ye Linzhang greeted him with a smile after the meal was served.

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking and started eating by himself.

"What have you been up to all day, son?" Gu Ruoning asked as she served him some food.

"Nothing much! I went to set up a stall with Lao Zhao in the morning, and at noon..." Ye Fan gulped down a mouthful of seaweed and egg drop soup.

Before Ye Fan could finish speaking, Gu Ruoning heard that her son was going to set up a stall and immediately slammed her hand on the table.

Although she had agreed with Ye Linzhang to ask questions in a relaxed tone as much as possible, and sometimes not even to ask what the child was doing, Gu Ruoning was still furious and couldn't stand Ye Fan's nonchalant and indifferent attitude.

"What do you mean you didn't do anything? Then why did you set up a stall? You didn't even study? You just went to set up a stall? Neither of you wants to go to university, right? We don't want to put pressure on you, but are you making us worry this much?"

"And Mingzhe too, they've only ever known how to play since they were little. I need to call Qingtang later."

He was about to get up to get his phone.