Chapter 1

The Academic God Who Slacks Off Is Always Being Fished

Author: Wangwang Kaobing [Completed + Extras]

Description:

Chi Ning dedicated his entire life to scientific research, ultimately dying suddenly at his post. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the age of sixteen.

In his past life, Chi Ning had two regrets.

First, he failed to save his older brother, who had died in an accident.

Second, he never gave a definitive answer to Boss Qin of the Qin Group, Qin Heng, who had pursued him for half his life.

Starting over, Chi Ning poured out the coffee he had drunk until he felt sick in his past life, threw away his competition test papers, hunched over, and turned to run.

He was done studying; whoever wanted to study could study.

He was going to properly relax, refuse sudden death, and happily slack off.

Slacking off to fame, slacking off with style!

As he went along with his slacking off, he discovered that Qin Heng, the campus heartthrob who had claimed in their past life to be a model youth and an all-around student, was actually an overbearing school bully!

Chi Ning:...

Never mind, he could change his number of regrets from two to one. :)

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Qin Heng thought Chi Ning was an obedient student who couldn't carry anything on his shoulders or lift anything with his hands, and who would be scared to cry upon seeing someone else get injured.

But later he discovered that Chi Ning skipped classes more proficiently than he did, hit people harder than he did, and when kicking someone, his expression was cold and stern, the muscles by his cheeks slightly bulging, and his eye sockets even slightly red.

He looked just like he was the one being bullied.

Qin Heng covered his thumping heart, his mouth out of control, "Why are you kicking him? He doesn't deserve it!"

Kick me!

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Everyone knew that legendary figure in the scientific research world, Professor Chi--

#Doesn't attend lectures yet ranks first in his grade#

#Has no strength for competitions, but has the strength to apply for piles of patents#

#As the heir to a century-old pharmaceutical enterprise, he instead accepted the olive branch thrown out by the state; if asked why, it was because he liked nine-to-five hours and triple pay on holidays.#

#Skipped class to participate in a billiards tournament, and after winning the championship, pulled out a sack to pack up the prize money.#

Later, a dynamic sticker meme of the world's youngest scientific research award winner circulated on the forum.

In the dynamic image, Chi Ning was climbing over the wall of the research institute.

Standing at the base of the wall was Boss Qin in a tailored suit, his arms open and his face full of tension, deathly afraid that the person on top of the wall would bump or bruise himself.

The side was even captioned with text: [No one can stop me from getting off work!]

(Acting and lying flat progressing steadily shou X surface school bully actual loyal puppy overthinker Gong)

[Reading Guide]

=A sweet little treat, mainly for personal gratification, features romantic rivalry, protagonist-centered novel.

=Chi Ning is very lazy, living off his past achievements in this lifetime.

=No secondary CPs, the scientific research achievements in the text are all fictional and rely entirely on nonsense, the whole text is an alternate reality and has nothing to do with reality.

=Thank you everyone for liking it, I hope everyone won't mention my work under other people's works, nor mention other works under mine, thank you, I'll kowtow to you all twice with a loud thud.

Content Tags: Rebirth

Sweet Story

Face-Slapping Story

Lighthearted

Protagonist Perspective: Chi Ning. Interaction: Qin Heng. Supporting Characters: Xu Jiahao, Shen Jingsen, Wang Quan, Chi Yang, Chi Baichuan, Chen Zhaoyan, Ye Xinran.

Other: Top Student, Academic God, Slacking Off, Flirtatious

Era

One-Sentence Summary: After slacking off, I became the pet of everyone.

Theme: balancing work and rest

Chapter 1

Toward evening, the day's clamorous cicadas had just quieted when the dismissal bell at No. 1 High School rang with a "hum."

Chi Ning opened his eyes with a start, staring blankly at the blackboard covered in high school math formulas, his mind in a fog.

What was going on?

Had he not already died of overwork?

Even if resuscitation had been extremely successful, he should not have woken up in a high school classroom.

Ten minutes ago.

Chi Ning was still at the awards ceremony for the Domestic Science and Technology Progress Award, the highest award developers of private pharmaceutical companies could receive. He had just accepted the crystal trophy, not yet having time to deliver his acceptance speech, when his body, which had burned the midnight oil for three consecutive days, finally failed to hold up, suddenly collapsing from exhaustion.

Before his consciousness completely faded, Chi Ning could not help feeling a trace of regret.

In this lifetime, all his time had been spent on scientific research and the inherited pharmaceutical company. There was no socialization, no understanding of romance, and he had even been too busy to take the last phone call from his older brother.

If he had answered that call and urged him a bit more, perhaps his brother would not have accidentally died on a mountain road from street racing with friends, and the matters of the family business would not have all piled up on him at once.

If he could only do it over...

Doing it over once, he would definitely manage family ties, friendship, and romance well, throw the inheritance rights to someone else, eat, drink, and play by himself, build up his physical strength, and refuse sudden death.

Whoever loved studying could study, whoever loved being an overworked corporate slave could be one, to hell with all of it!

And then he really was reborn.

Calm down...

Forget it, it was too absurd; he could not calm down in the slightest.

Dizziness was one thing, but there was also a man nagging by his ear, "Chi Ning, school's out, why aren't you going to eat dinner? Are you feeling unwell? Evening self-study goes until ten-thirty; how can you hold up without eating?"

Chi Ning turned his head following the voice, seeing a bald head made to shine brightly by the incandescent light.

It was Wang Quan, his physics teacher and head teacher during high school.

A middle-aged male with a benign and amiable appearance, humorous and witty lectures, and first-rate teaching proficiency and interpersonal connections in the province.

Everything about him was good, except that he was a bit nagging.

Getting no reply, Wang Quan continued, "Go to the infirmary to get checked if you feel unwell; don't push yourself. The list of selected candidates for the National Middle School Biology Competition will be announced tonight, and you're definitely a provincial first-prize winner. At that time, you'll also have to enter the training camp to prepare for the national competition, so don't delay serious matters because of your health."

As the words fell, Chi Ning was startled with fright, a large line of characters reflexively popping up in his mind.

He must absolutely not go!

In his past life, it was because he won a first prize at the CPhO that he was selected as a national team training member.

Later, he also went on expeditions with the team and won the gold medal at the IPhO (International Physics Olympiad).

Yangcheng's media even

wealthy families

could write an article about what was inside the trash can on the side. The matter of him winning awards at the CPhO and IPhO, once reported, immediately caused the stock of the Chi family's Chongning Biotechnology Co., Ltd. to skyrocket.

Those cunning hyenas of a board of directors acted as if they had picked up a golden egg; equity they originally wanted to sell was no longer sold, and they even banded together to desperately pressure his dad, having his dad designate him as the heir.

What kind of competition was this?

This was the beginning of tragedy, the starting point of sudden death!

Chi Ning shook his head without a second thought, "Teacher, I'm not going."

Wang Quan sighed, "It's fine if you don't want to go to the infirmary, then just slouch in the classroom for a while. Ah... you just work too hard; you don't know how to balance work and rest."

Chi Ning gave a light cough, raising a hand to touch the tip of his nose, "Rest assured, Teacher, I will start balancing work and rest starting today."

It was just that he did not know whether he would be able to accept it.

He paused, his gaze drifting, "Teacher, you misunderstood. What I don't want to go to is the physics competition."

Teacher Wang:?

Ah?

The slots for the national middle school competitions were not easy to get, and everyone who obtained eligibility was an elite from various provinces. Most of those who could enter and make a splash in the national competition had already obtained knocking stones to prestigious universities.

Chi Ning was even more outstanding among them; how many people envied his talent.

But what did this kid say?

Not going anymore?

Balancing work and rest meant telling you to rest a little bit, not letting you give up directly!

Wang Quan could not figure it out no matter how hard he tried. He pinched his voice, speaking in a tone comforting a kindergarten child, "You rest for a while first, and we'll talk about the specific situation after evening self-study ends, alright?"

Chi Ning: "...Alright."

This was clearly just a delaying tactic, but the impact brought by the middle-aged man using a cute voice was not small, making his already dizzy head muddled.

After Teacher Wang left, Chi Ning forced himself to pull together some spirit.

Stomach ulcers from skipping meals too often in his past life meant he could not afford to repeat that mistake this time around.

With less than ten minutes left before evening self-study started, his stomach felt uncomfortably hollow; if he did not run now, then when?

Chi Ning gathered the stacked competition worksheets and reference books on his desk into a single pile, tied them together with a piece of plastic twine, and tossed them backward into the scrap paper pile in the corner of the classroom.

"Bang!"

The bundle of papers weighing a good five or six catties landed in the scrap heap with a muffled thud.

The moment the papers hit the floor, the pressure weighing down on his body shattered abruptly, making him feel light as a swallow, so relaxed he wanted to laugh out loud three times.

It felt too damn good!

The feeling of not having to study and not having to be a corporate slave was simply too incredible!

Anyway, he could live very well relying on the knowledge he had ground out in his past life and the patents stored in his brain.

Whohoo, he would never have to drink coffee while pulling all-nighters until he threw up again!

Chi Ning smiled as he shoved his personal belongings into his backpack all at once, blending in with the regular-class students who had already finished school to walk out the school gates.

No. 1 High School was located in downtown Yangcheng, right next to Night Market Street, which was a ten-minute walk away.

It was extremely lively inside, filled with itinerant vendors shouting to run their stalls, mostly featuring local specialty snacks, along with a few night food stalls run by several families pooling their resources together. Plastic tables were scattered randomly along the roadside, and the oily fragrance of fried noodles and barbecued meat could be smelled from far away.

Chi Ning picked a crowded stall to go in, ordering a portion of stir-fried beef ho fun and deep-fried shrimp tails.

Before the dishes could even be served, the phone in his pocket rang.

Chi Ning pulled it out and answered, "Hello?"

Wang Quan let out a long sigh of relief. "Where did you go? It's one thing not being in the classroom, but why did you throw away your notes and test papers? If the vice monitor in charge of collecting trash today hadn't taken a look, those things would've been sold off as junk!"

"I'm out eating."

Chi Ning hadn't bothered much with interpersonal relationships in his past life, accustomed to being straightforward, and the family business had been crammed onto him by force. He didn't know how to play mind games in the financial markets, and right up until his death, he was being squeezed dry by the capitalists on the board of directors. To put it nicely he was an heir, but in reality, he was no different from a wage laborer.

He didn't know how to lie, so he simply spoke bluntly. "Since I'm not participating in the competition, those previous notes are useless to me anyway. I might as well sell them to add to the class fund, which will be good for getting some new books for the reading corner."

Wang Quan's scalp tingled, not expecting a good student to be so difficult to manage once he turned stubborn. The gold content of Chi Ning's notes was extremely high; taking them out and selling them to someone who needed them could net at least ten or twenty thousand, yet this kid just treated them like waste and sold them by the catty?