Chapter 34
In the not-so-long period of time that followed, although the life in No. 1 Middle School seemed boring day after day, there were countless new things happening every day.
For example, someone had a premature relationship with someone else and their parents were called in.
Who was the one who did not come home last night? Director Lai carried him to the corridor early in the morning and he was shivering with cold.
Chen Mo's life hasn't changed much, but it is also a little different.
That difference was just a self-perception. He could clearly sense the subtle changes brought about by the difference in the outside world's perception of him. If his high school career in his previous life was divided into two parts, the first half was filled with the brutality and ferocity of fists, then after being recognized by the Yang family, it was endless depression and dullness.
Chen Mo has never explained his lifestyle and attitude towards life to the outside world.
It was so in the past, and it is still so now.
But just because of a short documentary, he was passively recognized, analyzed, ridiculed and envied by others.
Even though he has never experienced it, Chen Mo is no longer the person who was unable to cope with the huge class differences and the completely different teaching environment. He can handle everything he encounters well and can digest any gaze and evaluation directed at him. Good or bad, he accepts them all.
"Here, your milk tea."
Cups of pearl milk tea with distinct pearls at the bottom were placed on Chen Mo's table.
Chen Mo raised his eyebrows and picked it up.
The moderate temperature relieved the stiff hands from the cold. Chen Mo looked at Sun Xiaoya and asked, "So generous?"
"I've treated everyone." Sun Xiaoya pointed at the milk tea on every table in the classroom, turned to Chen Mo and said, "But yours is the only hot cup among the boys' milk tea. Don't you have a bad stomach? Just warm your hands with it, don't drink it."
Chen Mo imitated the others in the class, leaning back in his chair and smiling: "Thank you, Sister Ya."
"Don't smile at me like that." Sun Xiaoya stopped him immediately, rolled her eyes and said, "Although I was bewitched by you on the day of my cousin's engagement, I'm still upset that you only scored one point lower than me in this exam."
Qi Lin and his gang came in after playing ball.
The atmosphere is warm.
I just happened to hear these words.
"I'm not saying anything bad about you, Sister Ya." Qi Lin fearlessly hooked his arm around Sun Xiaoya's neck and said, "Without Old Xi here, and the departure of Xue Ping, the perennial runner-up, you have the chance to be the first. Just be happy about it. If our Brother Mo had gotten one more question right, you wouldn't have had this luck. Be grateful."
After saying that, Sun Xiaoya punched him in the stomach.
The girl glared angrily and said, "Go to hell."
Chen Mo was laughing so hard that he was shaking slightly.
"I'm helping you and you're still laughing!" Qi Lin held his stomach and sat down at Xi Siyan's seat, tilting his head and saying, "But I'm also curious about how you did it?"
Chen Mo put the warm milk tea on his face and asked casually, "How did you do that?"
"Second place." Qi Lin grabbed the test paper on his desk, looked at the scores that were getting more and more exaggerated, and said, "Are you cheating? Old Xi is good at tutoring, but he was basically not here this month. Don't say you haven't fallen behind, you are climbing forward?!"
Lao Gou's tone was full of disbelief.
Especially seeing that mathematics, which was previously considered Chen Mo's weak point, he scored 150 in one go after changing the new teacher, otherwise Fu Ling would not have asked him to try mathematics competitions at every turn.
Qi Lin pointed at the math test paper and asked, "Is this really something a normal person can do?"
"I didn't say I was a normal person." Chen Mo said seriously, "You can understand that I am a ghost. I studied finance in my previous life, and advanced mathematics is my strong point. Do you think I can't do high school mathematics?"
"Damn." Qi Lin rubbed his arms: "Your jokes are always so dull."
Chen Mo handed him the milk tea: "This is for you, drink it."
"Thank you." Qi Lin took it, put a straw in it, took a sip and complained, "Why do Sun Xiaoya and the others always buy this kind of stuff? It's not sweet at all and tastes bad."
At this point, I don't know what I remembered, and I asked mysteriously: "Brother Mo, what do girls generally like?"
"You ask me?"
Chen Mo was also stunned.
Then he quickly remembered the person Qi Lin had been flirting with online, and asked, "Are you in love?"
"Hush." Qi Lin smiled obscenely and sweetly, "Keep it a secret, no one in the class knows about it yet." He felt a little entangled and embarrassed when he said this, "But my girlfriend, um... is different from other girls."
Chen Mo asked: "Why is it different?"
Qi Lin scratched the back of his head, looking confused, "She doesn't seem to like flowers, cosmetics, and this milk tea in my hand. You said that most girls like these, but every time I talk to her, she doesn't seem to be interested, so I don't know what to say."
Asking Chen Mo about this topic would be the wrong person.
Not to mention that his sexual orientation is known to everyone, even in his previous life when he entered society and came into contact with so many female characters, it was still difficult for him to understand what girls were thinking.
Chen Mo could only reluctantly suggest, "Why don't you ask your brother Yan?"
"He doesn't bother to talk to me." Qi Lin laid on the table. "Their training camp exam is over, and they have the rematch right after. He hasn't replied to my messages recently. I guess he's very busy."
“Busy…?”
Chen Mo lowered his head and took out the cell phone that he had not handed in from his desk.
Looking at the chat history, the latest can be traced back to last night.
The cause is also very simple.
It was this month's monthly exam, and Chen Mo occasionally encountered difficult questions while reviewing.
I sent it to him subconsciously.
The other side also responded very quickly, taking a photo of the solution ideas written on a piece of paper and sending it back.
Looking up, there are almost all chat records from the past week.
Often Chen Mo asks questions and the other party answers them.
After finishing the task, Chen Mo politely asked, "Are you busy recently? Is the competition difficult? Are you still awake?"
The other party replied briefly: not busy, okay, hmm.
Very brief.
But they all returned.
Chen Mo guessed that he was indeed very busy and would often end the topic quickly. It was not a good time to attack Qi Lin now. It was very likely that Xi Siyan thought he talked too much nonsense every day, so he did not reply.
I could only offer some advice, saying, "Let's meet up? Hobbies are hard to tell, and it's hard to get to know a person through online chatting. Besides, we're in high school now, so don't get too involved. If the meeting isn't appropriate, you can end it early."
"Don't curse me." Qi Lin swore with a bitter face: "It's absolutely suitable. My girlfriend is not an unreliable person. She also said that we should not meet for the time being and specifically told me to study hard."
Chen Mo always felt something was weird.
He remembered Qi Lin saying that his girlfriend was also from the local area, but he was not sure whether she had graduated from high school or not.
But seeing Qi Lin's face full of love, he didn't say anything else.
In the past month, apart from Chen Mo's small fame, the results have been gratifying.
Another person became famous in No. 1 Middle School.
Yang Shule.
Compared to Chen Mo, whose popularity was dug out from the corners, Yang Shule received multiple interviews and photo shoots in just one month.
Official platform with positive image.
What are the titles? "One of the top ten hot figures in high school, let us get closer to the genius life of the future pianist" and "The future star of the city, listen to his learning methods."
A young man of seventeen.
A wealthy family, impressive grades and looks, and excellent piano talent.
Overnight, the name Yang Shule set off a craze among the group of high school students. Everything about him was so perfect and dazzling.
Every time he appears in school, he finally looks like the center of attention.
The Yang family cooperated perfectly in this packaging.
After all, his positive image is beneficial to the group. There is not even any information about Yang Shule's life experience on the Internet, as if the "wrong baby" incident had long disappeared.
Until New Year's Day of this year.
Suicheng had a few cold drizzles, and finally on the afternoon of the holiday, a layer of snow fell like white salt.
People at the school gate are rushing around, some are going home, some are waiting for someone.
It was less than half past five and the sky was so dark that it seemed to be getting dark. Even the taxis with passengers turned on their headlights.
"Brother Mo, why aren't you leaving yet?" A classmate bumped into him at the door.
Chen Mo put his hands in his pockets and said casually, "Let's go first. I'll be here for a while."
"Where are you going?"
Chen Mo laughed: "The school bully is waiting for someone. What? Do you want to follow him?"
"No, no, no, call me if you can't win."
The people he knew got into the car and left without mercy. The reason was that they knew Chen Mo was joking.
He said he didn't like fighting with others, and in fact, most people in the school believed him. After all, the school bully was busy with exams and hadn't hit anyone in a while.
After seeing the person leave, Chen Mo pulled the strap of his shoulder bag and walked to the next street.
This was originally a snack street.
Due to the weather, there is not a single stall now, and there are only two shops open. The owners are lazily dozing off and are leaning against the stove.
Chen Mo walked to the dead end of the street, looked at the time, and waited against the wall.
Within ten minutes, a conversation started around the corner.
"Where's the money?"
“No.”
“You didn’t bring it?!”
There was a loud slap, followed by a curse through gnashing teeth: "You son of a bitch, the Yang family cheated me and you followed suit, right? Didn't you come to me on your own? You said that as long as I don't go to the Yang family to make trouble, you will give me money regularly!"
The young man's voice was filled with resentment, even sharp: "Do you think the Yang family really cares about me that much? If it weren't for my current glory, that good son you raised would have climbed over my head long ago!"
"That's because you are incompetent."
Chen Jianli grabbed the hair of the person in front of him.
This son is not like that bastard Chen Mo, who has thin arms and legs and is not good at fighting.
He believed Chen Mo's lies and went to the Yang family company to make trouble. But the Yang family promised to give him two million, but then they turned around and denied it. That night, he finally found out where Chen Mo was, but it was his mother's bad luck that she got into a car accident on the way.
There was no other way, he could only keep harassing the Yang family.
Yang Shule felt extremely angry.
Some time ago, Chen Jianli asked the Yang family to return his son from time to time. His father's business had not made any progress, and his mother was suspicious all day long, suspecting that her husband had someone else outside. The atmosphere at home was already bad, especially after he couldn't help but tell his eldest brother Yang Zhu about it last time, he always felt that the other party's attitude towards him was getting colder and colder.
We can’t let Chen Jicheng continue to make trouble like this.
Who knows if the Yang family will really send him back to that poor mountain village one day.
He had never worried before, but lately he has become increasingly uneasy.
Fortunately, the school activities came at a timely moment.
My father's attitude softened a lot, and my mother also began to speak softly and gently as before. As for my eldest brother Yang Zhu, he could only take things slowly.
Everything is going in the right direction.
But it’s really hard to get rid of Chen Jianli.
Chen Jianli let go of his hand and patted his face. "I'll give you two more days. If you don't pay me, don't blame me for being rude."
"I didn't even know you before!" Yang Shule gritted his teeth, "Chen Mo is your son!"
Chen Jianli smiled grimly, "Then you have to blame your biological mother. Blame her for secretly replacing you and not hiding it well. Or you can blame the parents who raised you for more than ten years. Why did they look for a son when they were fine? Right?"
The man hummed a song, shook the few dollars in his wallet that he had taken out of Yang Shule's pocket, and walked away staggeringly.
Chen Mo finally stood up.
Step closer.
With a sore mouth and a swollen forehead, Yang Shule squatted in the corner, looking at him who suddenly appeared as if he had seen a ghost.
Chen Mo stopped in front of him.
"Why are you here?!" Yang Shule's eyes were full of shock.
Chen Mo stood, looking down from above, and said calmly: "I just came to see how people feel when they are at a high place."
Yang Shule obviously didn't understand why he appeared at this time.
Chen Mo didn't need him to understand.
The man who was full of disdain and said "Chen Mo, I won't compete with you, and my pride won't allow it" at the beginning, has become a dog that tries every means to please the Yang family under the oppression of interests. He seems to be glorious in front of others, but secretly, driven by desire and fear, he takes the initiative to find trouble with Chen Jianli.
Even though Yang Shule didn't understand what he was saying, he could tell something was wrong from Chen Mo's expression.
He was furious: "Is it you? Did you arrange all this?"
"I don't have that ability." The snow continued to fall, landing on Chen Mo's shoulders and falling again, and only a few stayed and turned into water.
He didn't mind telling the other person what he did.
It’s just a matter of letting Chen Jianli find the Yang family.
I collected some evidence that Yang Qi'an might have cheated on me and sent it to Zhou Yaoqing.
Chen Mo said, "Don't you understand? It was the Yang family who made you and Chen Jianli recognize each other as father and son, and the fundamental reason why Chen Jianli is now pestering you is that you can no longer trust the Yang family as your backer. I didn't do anything, I just like to see how ugly the truth is after the masks are torn off. Sure enough, it lived up to my expectations."
Now the situation is reversed.
As an outsider who witnessed this situation with my own eyes, I felt it was expected.
And the affirmations that I pursued in my previous life, now seeing another person falling into a similar quagmire without realizing it, I suddenly realized that in this world, only by truly jumping out of it can you see things clearly.
And it's too cold.
No matter how exciting the show is, I'm too lazy to watch it again.
Chen Mo was about to leave when Yang Shule shouted from behind him, "Stop!"
"Anything else?" Chen Mo turned around.
Yang Shule: "I won't lose, Chen Mo."
"Then you do your best."
Chen Mo came out of the alley and returned to the main road.
At this time, the cell phone in my pocket rang.
"Hello." Chen Mo said.
Opposite: "Where?"
Chen Mo seemed to have a premonition. He looked up and around, and finally stopped at the other end of the road.
A man wearing the down jacket he bought and holding a black umbrella leaned against a car in the heavy traffic. He looked up and said, "I've seen you."
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