Seventeen Again: The Sweet Life with My Family

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

Wen Nian stopped at the perfect moment and kept quiet.

After the club recruitment process, the last class on Wednesday afternoon has been designated as the activity class for the new school year. When the bell rang for the second class, students left the classroom in groups of two or three to attend their respective club’s activity classroom.

Wen Nian didn’t know how many of her classmates were in the same club as her. Feeling unfamiliar with her peers, she didn’t pay much attention to them and instead followed the message address sent by the club.

Wen Nian located classroom 604 in Building 3, which still had the club logo affixed to its door.

The mixed martial arts club’s activity classroom was notably spacious, twice the size of a typical classroom. The back of the room was adorned with a variety of training equipment and a handful of sandbags. In the center of the classroom lay foam mats that covered two-thirds of the floor. Several individuals were standing or sitting within the space.

In a club with a greater number of male members than female, Wen Nian’s arrival caught the attention of several male students.

“Hello new students, please come and sign in first.”

Upon hearing the voice, Wen Nian turned her head in its direction and recognized a familiar figure. The person was dressed in neutral clothing, had short hair, and tightly pursed lips.

When Wen Nian saw Zheng Mo standing by the podium, her pupils constricted. She felt like she was in a daze as she walked over.

Zheng Mo was the vice president of the club and was in charge of signing in the new members today.

Wen Nian walked over to sign the papers and composed herself. She looked up and asked with a smile, “Are you a senior in Year Three?”

Zheng Mo looked at Wen Nian’s signature and nodded. “My name is Zheng Mo,” she said.

She was as silent as ever, but after getting to know her better, Wen Nian realized that Zheng Mo was a girl who appeared cold on the outside but was warm on the inside. It was one of the few sources of warmth that Wen Nian received during her time in prison.

Zheng Mo did not notice Wen Nian’s abnormality and called another new member to sign in.

A tall figure exuding a familiar cold aura appeared beside Wen Nian.

Wen Nian took a closer look and realized that Shen Jun had also signed up for mixed martial arts.

Zheng Mo looked up at the two of them and said, “Find a seat first.”

The two of them took off their shoes like the other club members and placed them beside the cushion. They found a seat and sat down.

Not many students in their second year of high school learned mixed martial arts. Only 46 people had signed the attendance list, with three people from Class 2. In addition to Wen Nian and Shen Jun, there was another boy named Chen Ri. After so many years, Wen Nian had no impression of him in her memory. After her rebirth, she focused on her studies and only recognized Chen Ri by face.

The bell had not rung yet, and everyone was sitting with their familiar classmates. They had taken their seats according to their respective classes. Chen Ri had not yet arrived. Wen Nian and Zheng Mo were not the type to draw attention to themselves, so they chose a corner seat and sat down.

Wen Nian took the opportunity to get closer to Shen Mo. Even though she had witnessed Huang Yue being scolded by Shen Jun that afternoon, Wen Nian was still curious and asked, “Shen Jun, why did you choose to learn mixed martial arts?”

When Shen Jun heard the question, he turned to look at Wen Nian and replied calmly, “Because I don’t want to choose anything else. What about you?”

Wen Nian was delighted as this was an improvement from before. Previously, he would only answer questions one by one, but now he had learned to ask questions in return. “I want to learn self-defense.”

Shen Jun took a glance at Wen Nian’s appearance and thought that Wen Nian had made a right decision.

Shen Jun thought about how Wen Nian always sat from morning until night, and even went back to the classroom to read during the free time for physical education classes. Shen Jun glanced at Wen Nian’s small body again and said, “You need to focus on your physical training first.”

Wen Nian nodded in agreement. She was aware that her current body was too delicate, and even climbing up to the sixth floor made it difficult for her to breathe. In the past, she had relied on her ruthless moves to win fights and had used techniques to finish off the other party in a short period of time.

After class, the president of the mixed martial arts club was unable to attend due to unforeseen circumstances. Zheng Mo was in charge of this class, which happened to be the first period of the mixed martial arts class. There were some old members present, but most of the attendees were new members.

Zheng Mo began the class by having everyone introduce themselves. She then gave a brief explanation of the club rules and the fundamental theoretical knowledge of mixed martial arts. Finally, she assigned a daily training mission to the class.

“Everyone, you should aim to run at least 1,000 meters per day. I understand that most of you spend your time studying, but your current physical strength is not enough to support your mixed martial arts training. We only have class once a week, and the content we cover is limited.”

“In terms of physical training, you need to maintain consistency in your regular training routine. If you want to come to the classroom to train, you can use the facilities here. There are many pieces of physical training equipment available. The classroom is open during lunch break and dinner time.”

Just as Zheng Mo finished speaking, it was time for class to end.

Wen Nian had been in a daze since class started.

In her previous life, Zheng Mo worked as a prison guard at the women’s prison where Wen Nian was imprisoned. Wen Nian was a pretty and thin young woman who was frequently bullied when she first arrived at the prison. The prison had its own set of rules, which the guards could manage to some extent. However, it was impossible for them to control everything, especially those who had received special benefits.