Chapter 13 Why Go Through Such a Big Circle?

The crisp sound of high heels came from the corridor. Lu Qingcheng walked in wearing the latest limited edition leather shoes. Standing on the podium, her slightly raised head made her look as noble as a white swan.

She had her hair done by a stylist today. The diamond earrings on her earlobes sparkled in the sun, revealing her white and slender legs. Her whole body was exquisite.

She was about to introduce herself when her homeroom teacher, Tao Ya, did the talking for her: "Everyone should be aware of An Ran's family situation. This is Lu Qingcheng, everyone, meet her."

Lu Qingcheng was very dissatisfied with such a simple introduction. She raised her hand slightly, and the Patek Philippe starry sky dial on her wrist reflected fine light.

She spoke in a condescending tone, "Hello everyone, I am the biological daughter of the Lu family, Lu Qingcheng."

There was no reaction from the crowd, so Tao Ya bluntly interrupted her ostentatious behavior: "Student Lu, please take the empty seat in the last row."

Not receiving the exclamation and praise she had imagined, Lu Qingcheng secretly gritted her teeth, walked off the stage, and went straight to Meng Anran's desk. "This seat has good lighting. Please make way."

Meng Anran leaned back in her chair, and when she looked up, there was a faint smile on the corner of her lips: "Student Lu, you should have read the student handbook in advance. It is the school rule to arrange seats according to student numbers."

Lu Qingcheng's face froze, and then she said stubbornly, "I'm nearsighted."

Meng Anran couldn't help laughing, but didn't say anything.

Because Tao Ya would stop Lu Qingcheng from grabbing a seat: "Student Lu, the school rules stipulate that seats are arranged according to student numbers. If your eyesight is not good, go to the school clinic later to get a certificate and I will adjust your seat."

Lu Qingcheng dug her nails into her palms, glared at Meng Anran fiercely, and walked to the back row.

Tao Ya doesn't care whose children are here. In his eyes, they are all students.

Seeing Lu Qingcheng sitting down, he got straight to business: "Everyone has submitted their holiday homework on time, and the economics paper has been checked for plagiarism and graded. An Ran is still top of the class this time, and the school will recommend An Ran's paper to an economic journal.

"The aesthetics class is currently being reviewed and graded. The top three students will still be eligible for the charity fundraiser. The equestrian and golf classes will both be assessed this afternoon. Those who don't pass should focus on practicing. There will be a make-up exam next week."

Everyone in the class suddenly wailed.

"Help! I have to submit papers every year, and even our on-campus plagiarism check gives a 60% score. I don't want to rewrite them!"

"Haha, the aesthetics homework is so hard too. Only the top three are selected every time, and I've never been selected once! My grandfather is about to put a knife to my neck!"

"You look like neither a flower nor a grass. The judges must be blind to like you."

"You know shit, my idol is Van Gogh!"

"Those are easy to deal with, but the most agonizing part is the equestrianism! I haven't even seen a horse in two months of vacation!"

"Sister Ran is really awesome. She always gets first place in every subject during the annual assessment."

"Miss, why don't you just take back the assignment and fail the course? A life without failing a course is incomplete!"

Meng Anran waved her hand mysteriously, "To give you some time, my brother did the aesthetics homework."

As soon as she said this, the people around her immediately looked at her with disgust.

"Thank you so much for your generosity!"

"Stop arguing, take your papers back and check them. Those who don't pass the plagiarism check should resubmit them within this week. Be alert and don't take chances." Tao Ya patted the table to quiet the classroom, and then the class representative handed out the paper versions of the papers.

The first class of the new semester was economics, which was so difficult that everyone was a little out of focus and drowsy.

It wasn't until the bell rang that their sleepiness was scared away.

People started gathering in groups of two or three again to chat about holidays or the latest business trends.

"Sister Ran, please take a look at the freshly prepared business plan." Yao Yunle sat on the table behind Meng Anran, bent down and handed the paper documents in his hand to her.

"Everyone says this project is impossible, but you've revised your plan three times and you still don't give up?" Meng Anran sighed helplessly, but still opened the information and took a quick look.

Her good friends also gathered around her and started chatting.

"How's the development going in the new business district in North City? My family wants to get a piece of the action. Is there a chance?"

"I advise you not to. The latest news is that the government is going to build a national highway there, and it will definitely become barren! Didn't the Ning family spend a lot of money before hoping to make some money? Now the shares are in their hands, and they have no place to cry."

"Hey, I know about this. The Ning family wanted Sister Ran to help, but she was thrown out directly."

"How shameless! Didn't the Ning family look down on Sister Ran and give her the cold shoulder for that previous project? Now you're trying to curry favor with them?"

Yao Yunle chuckled and said, "The Ning family is really stupid. They thought they could please Lu Heng by giving An Ran a cold shoulder, but in the end, they were thrown out by Lu Heng."

Meng Anran chuckled without even looking up, "Don't drag me into this. Does anyone in the entire circle know that I have a grudge against those two brothers?"

Seeing that they were getting along so harmoniously and not excluding Meng Anran just because she was no longer the daughter of the Lu family, Lu Qingcheng pinched the hem of her skirt tightly.

This should be her circle, her place!

She was clearly the daughter of a wealthy family, so what was wrong with those people? Instead of coming to greet her, they were fawning over that little bitch Meng Anran?!

Lu Qingcheng's face was terribly gloomy. She clutched the hem of her skirt tightly in her hands, her nails almost digging into her flesh.

She suppressed the anger boiling in her heart, stood up and walked over to Meng Anran's desk, and said in a neither loud nor soft voice: "Meng, I heard that you are the top student in the grade. I have never been exposed to economics. Can you lend me your notes from previous years?"

The classroom suddenly fell silent for a few seconds. Meng Anran raised her head, her eyes as calm as a deep pool. “I don’t have any notes, but I can lend you Liuzhi’s.”

Liu Zhi handed over her notebook at the right moment, her smile as official as a diplomat's as she said, "You're welcome."

Lu Qingcheng gritted her teeth, as if she was humiliated. "If you don't want to lend it, forget it. What excuses are you making? You're a fake and you're pretending to be kind!"

Meng Anran looked at her quietly, then suddenly smiled. "If you want to cause trouble, then go ahead and do it. Why go through so much trouble to use the excuse of asking for notes?"