Her bottom line was ruthlessly trampled on by this group of ill-mannered people.

Ying Qian rolled her eyes. It was all for the sake of her image! She decided to introduce herself again!

"My name is..." She clenched her fists, suppressing her anger, her brows furrowed with impatience.

Before he could finish speaking, his vision suddenly blurred, and a dark shadow appeared in front of him.

Immediately, the laughter and chatter around them subsided considerably.

She saw clearly that Chen Wenzhi was blocking her way, completely obscuring her entire figure, and a faint scent of mint filled her nostrils.

The rapid pounding of the heart made one wonder if it was about to leap out of the chest.

Chen Wenzhi remained silent, coldly glancing at the boys who had just started the commotion.

He remained calm and said, "That's not very interesting. Some people get into Class 3 based on their own merit, while others might not."

After he finished speaking, the class fell silent. Several people felt that his sore spot had been touched, so they slammed their fists on the table, stood up, and rolled up their sleeves. The people behind them quickly pulled them back.

If a fight breaks out, it will be difficult to resolve.

Most people choose to remain silent.

Chen Wenzhi remained expressionless, gave Ying Qian a wink, and returned to his seat in the back row. Ying Qian immediately followed him eagerly.

She was secretly delighted. She never expected Chen Wenzhi to be so shameless! This handsome guy she'd just picked up for free was great…

The seating arrangement in the class is confusing; the better your grades, the further back you sit.

This atmosphere of terror did not last long.

The bell rang for morning reading.

The class representative for Chinese language stood on the podium to assign tasks.

Ying Qian, adapting to local customs, took out her textbooks.

"How do you have books?" Chen Wenzhi asked suspiciously.

"Why would I take the joint entrance exam if I don't have the books?" Ying Qian looked at her like she was an idiot. "I already bought the books at Xinhua Bookstore, and I've already finished all the classes I was supposed to take."

The class representative for Chinese did not discipline the two people talking in the back row.

Ying Qian took all the books out of her schoolbag and arranged them neatly in the desk drawer.

Like everyone else in the class, she piled up the extra teaching materials on the floor.