Chapter 4: An Ordinary Special Enrollment Student

The young lovers were about to get passionately involved, and then they hurriedly packed up their things and left.

The dark-skinned gym student rolled up his sleeves, revealing his wheat-colored skin, which made the difference in skin color between the two more obvious. He slung both backpacks over his shoulders, not letting his wife carry them at all, and pulled his wife's arm as they walked out.

Even a simple thought would tell why they were in such a hurry to go out.

Abominable.

He just came here to gain cultural knowledge, but he almost became one of those passers-by who were blinded in the library in the Japanese video!

Can these little couples please give the library a miss?

After the young couple left, he and the gloomy handsome man were the only two people left in the library.

The polluted air seemed to have become much clearer, and the only sound in the air was the sound of turning pages.

The magazines were all new, almost unread, and still had a distinct smell of ink, with some pages still sticky. He was still hot, with his head down, his hair slightly curly, his neck and hands pale and slender, and because he was too thin, his ears stood out and were pink, one of the few colors on his body.

Because he kept his head down, he didn't notice that Gloomy Brother looked at him several times.

He was reading in the library until ten-forty.

From eleven to twelve o'clock, there is cello lesson.

Ning Song came out twenty minutes early and went straight to the music building.

Because he was a bit directionally challenged, the school was so big that he was dizzy and lost. He always felt that the sun was in the north, and the directions of east, south, west and north were completely reversed. He knew he was going south, but he always felt like he was going north and couldn't get it right.

The white ash trees deep in the campus were more than ten meters tall, with lush branches and flowers. They swayed in the wind, and the fragrance engulfed him.

The white ash is considered the state flower of Upper East State. It is said that a former governor liked the white ash very much, so he promoted its planting on a large scale in the state.

When he finally arrived at the piano room after taking a lot of detours, he met Brother Yinyu again. He had long legs, a thin waist, and was thin but sharp.

Except for his student-like face, everything else on his face is angular. Although he is very thin, he looks very sharp.

Brother Gloomy entered the classroom he was supposed to enter.

I'm actually in the same class with him.

He followed her in, and the piano room, which had been very lively, suddenly became quiet. More than twenty boys in their teens all looked at him.

They were all wearing the same black uniform, and the way they looked at him made him feel as if he was trapped in some kind of black vortex.

He is the only student in the class with a white medal.

A thin and handsome man said to him, "Go get your piano."

He knew their squad leader Chen Mo and added his contact information last week.

He has a very youthful bass voice, and he could tell it was him as soon as he heard the voice.

He was handsome and clean all over, like a piece of uncarved jade.

Different from Senior Zhou who looks down on others with arrogance, the class monitor is just unfriendly, but he will answer every question you ask. He is the kind of guy who will help you if you ask him for help, but he will not have any extra emotions for you.

He had known all these rules of Upper East School in the first two months. Everything needed for all the school's courses, such as musical instruments for music and sports equipment, were all provided by the school. This might be because the school was afraid that the gap between different family conditions was too great.

On the one hand, a clear and strict class system has been established, while on the other hand efforts are being made to cover up the gap between different classes. This world is truly contradictory.

He hurried to get his cello. He was small and the cello looked particularly out of place on him.

Fortunately, he had practiced in the past two months, otherwise he might not be able to carry it with his sick body.

He was looking for a seat with his cello on his back, and his eyes met with Gloomy Brother.

Brother Yinyu seemed to recognize him and looked at him again.

He sat down in the empty seat next to him.

He was very happy to meet such a person.

As we all know, high school boys and high school boys are not the same species.

It is because of ordinary high school boys like him that high school boys like Gloomy Brother with awesome looks stand out.

Conversely, such a boy is like the moon. A tiny star like him, which is already very dim, can become invisible around him.

He looked around at the others.

He even felt that his previous worries were a bit too narcissistic.

There are too many handsome guys in this school. He is the least attractive one in his class.

He doesn't even need to disguise himself, his looks and height are among the lowest.

His new classmates were full of the vigor and brightness that came from money and power.

Looking over, most of the people's appearance and temperament were very average, with only two people standing out.

One is the gloomy guy. Needless to say, he is the typical campus male protagonist. He looks so gloomy and handsome.

There is another one, a boy sitting in the first row.

He was about the same height as him, and also very thin. But unlike him, the other boy was as delicate as a porcelain doll, with eyes like a deer, but as soon as her eyes met his, they immediately glanced away, leaving only the back of his head with a small braid as long as a finger.

He had seen it in those twenty cards!

Having two protagonists in one class should be enough.

As he had just arrived, he was naturally the focus of the whole class, and several boys were discussing him in English.

"Are you really from the lower harbor?"

"Lu Zixuan, stop taking secret photos. Don't let him see us."

He also heard them say, "Do you think he can understand what we are saying?"

"Then let's switch to French."

"He didn't respond, so he definitely didn't understand."

Just be happy.

Ning Song tuned his piano a little.

"Are you classmate Ning Song?"

A passerby-looking four-eyed man came over.

"Yes, hello." He greeted with a smile.

The other party was very friendly: "Hello, my name is Qiaoqiao, Qiao in Xiaoqiao plus Qiao in Huaqiao."

Qiao Qiao has a face as ordinary as his. He looks like a fair-skinned nerd with a thin mouth. He feels like the kind of passerby in novels who is responsible for gossip.

Sure enough, Qiao Qiao started chatting with him enthusiastically, asking him where he went to school and why he transferred here in his second year of high school.

"Please move over here and sit next to me." Qiao Qiao suddenly said in a low voice.

Ning Song moved over obediently.

When you arrive in a new environment, you need to make friends as quickly as possible. There is no reason to reject an olive branch that someone extends to you. And judging from the elegant way Qiao Qiao dresses, she doesn't look like someone who is bullied.

This point is also very important. If newcomers make friends with those who are isolated, they will easily become isolated themselves.

Qiao Qiao lowered her voice and said, "You'd better stay away from Pu Daxi. He doesn't like people to be close to him."

"Pudaxi?"

Qiao Qiao nodded, and seeing that he knew nothing, she secretly gave him some scientific knowledge.

The handsome guy who looks quiet and taciturn is called Pu Yu, and Pu Dasi is his nickname.

Because he played Mr. Darcy in "Pride and Prejudice" at the Kasuga Club when he was in junior high school, everyone thinks he is the junior high school version of Mr. Darcy.

You know what, they really do look a bit alike!

The boys in the class were all good-looking, after all, they were all second-generation rich, with height and temperament, but Pu Yu was still the most outstanding one. Just like aristocratic schools are not short of rich and powerful people, but Pu Yu's family background is still at the top of the pyramid of fame and fortune.

Qiao Qiao added in a low voice: "His grandfather is Pu Mingke."

It is just a simple name without any suffix or title, and there is only one reason for it, which is that this name is well-known in the world.

He secretly searched the name on his mobile phone.

He immediately had an impression of their home.

Because Ning's father is a driver for the Pu family.

During the 129 riots last year, Pu's father was attacked by thugs. It is said that Ning's father, who was passing by at the time, risked his life to knock the criminal to the ground. Afterwards, Pu's father not only gave him a large sum of money, but also recruited him into the Pu family as a driver. Ning's mother also quit her job in the laundry in the slums and became a nanny in the Pu family mansion. Mrs. Pu heard that he had excellent grades and recommended him to enter the special enrollment quota of Shangdong Boys' Public School.

Ning's parents were so grateful and honored that they didn't even feel comfortable asking for leave on the first day of their son's transfer to another school.

If Upper East School had its own pyramid game.

Pu Yu is the one at the tip.

He is the one at the bottom.

There was no one in the entire school who was more distant from each other than the two of them.

No wonder his classmates looked at him like that when he sat next to Pu Yu.

"We are a very harmonious class. No class is more united than ours." Qiao Qiao smiled, "Except for Pu Daxi and Zhenzhen."

"Really?"

Ning Song instinctively looked at the pretty little cutie sitting in the first row.

Qiao Qiao said: "He is a little autistic and may not like to talk to people, but he is very well behaved."

Very pretty and delicate, a little autistic, a rich young man with iconic little pigtails, full of buffs.

Could he be Pu Yu’s partner?

He glanced at Pu Yu.

At the beginning of the class, their cello teacher asked him to play a piece of music to gauge his approximate level.

He plays the cello terribly.

In fact, he had been temporarily cram school for the past two months. Ever since he passed the special enrollment line for Upper East Public School, Ning's parents immediately enrolled him in several crash courses. This is because the biggest difference between the four major public schools in the Asian Federation and ordinary high schools is that they pay more attention to the comprehensive qualities of students. Ning Song was originally in an ordinary high school. His academic performance was excellent, but his artistic and athletic qualities were far inferior to those of the rich young masters in aristocratic schools.

It's a pity that he didn't study hard enough.

There was no way. He really didn't know which novel he had traveled through. It was only when he heard Aunt Ning happily say that she had a way to send him to try out for Upper East School that he felt the name of the school sounded familiar. Then he was surprised to find that he seemed to have traveled through a novel.

So the first thing he did when he came here was to find a way to make money.

He had no special talents since childhood. He was an abandoned child and was weak since childhood. Apart from studying, he loved playing games.

At first I just liked playing games, but later I liked making my own games.

There was a teacher in the orphanage named Liu Zhaohui who was very supportive of him. He started learning programming in the fourth grade of elementary school, and other children said he was a genius.

He doesn't think he's a real genius, he just really likes it.

And he is a crazy person when it comes to things he likes.

He is currently in contact with a game company called Shark Electronics. You can't make games alone, platform marketing and promotion are also very important. Shark Electronics is a new company, but it has a very good reputation and loves to discover and train new talents. He sent them a game he developed and designed before. This game was written when he was in middle school. He couldn't memorize all the codes by relying solely on memory. He has been continuing to improve his game recently when he has nothing to do, and is waiting for Shark Electronics' evaluation and feedback.

It is so precious for a person to have a career that he is good at and truly loves. Even if he were to live his life a hundred times, his goal would not change.

He was so obsessed with making the game that he couldn't even eat properly, let alone have the energy to learn the cello.

Apart from games, it seems that there is nothing else in his life for the past ten years.

He is really boring, and even this one thing he is good at is like a boring programmer. Unlike the protagonists who either dance or play the piano, or study art, even if it is related to games, it is a beautiful e-sports player and a hot-tempered but very beautiful male anchor.

What a tool.

So after I finished playing the piano, some of my classmates laughed secretly and the teacher was also surprised.

But she probably didn't have high hopes for him in the first place. As a special student from the slums, he was lucky enough to have money to go to school, but he didn't have the money to learn a musical instrument.

Art has always been the icing on the cake for young masters and young ladies.

So she followed the principle of encouragement: "Not bad, you played the whole piece completely."

The poor student from the slum really didn't know what shame was. He actually smiled after listening to it, as if he was very satisfied with being able to play the whole song.

I don't know whether it was the cello leaning on him or he leaning on the cello, but the cello seemed to be crushing him.

Almost immediately, someone live-broadcasted his first class at Upper East School on the school forum with pictures and text.

Before the afternoon, Ning Song's photo had spread throughout the school.

During the break, he went to the restroom and secretly took a look at the school forum.

As soon as you click in, you will see all the posts related to yourself.

"What the hell is this new special recruit?"

"You guys from Lower Harbor, what are you expecting? Are there any handsome boys there? All the handsome boys there must have been taken to the underground bars and KTVs!"

"He just doesn't wear glasses. If he does, he's synonymous with nerd."

"Is there something wrong with him? He looks pale."

"It's hard to say. The environment in the lower harbor is scary! He looked sick. Fortunately, our school has a physical examination before admission. I was really worried that he had some infectious disease!"

Ning Song enlarged her own photo.

Because he was too thin, his eyes looked a little too big and his lips were pale and sickly. It would have been fine if he played the violin, or even a bigger instrument like the piano, but he chose the cello.

This instrument really made him look so thin that it seemed as if only bones were left, with thin white wrists and a slightly lowered head.

His facial features are actually quite good, but he is too thin, and he looks lifeless, which is disappointing at first sight. Naturally, few people want to take a closer look at his facial features.

The new alumni on the forum insulted and despised him in the most extreme ways, and if someone with poor mental quality saw this, they would probably become depressed.

Fortunately, he doesn't care.

He was originally worried that he would be involved in a messy gay relationship.

But it looks like he doesn't know how to do that anymore.

Little did he know that someone was staring at a set of his photos on the screen.

The one who played the violin, finished playing and looked at the teacher with a smile.

His hair was slightly curly and soft, his skin was very white and thin, and although he was not short, he looked somewhat lonely.

Zoom in, zoom in again, until only his face or his hands remain on the entire screen, like a magnifying glass, observing from head to toe.

There was a big difference in size between him and her, so it was perfect for covering her in his arms, making it impossible for her to climb out.

The screen went dark, reflecting a pair of glasses with a faint blue hue. Behind the thin lenses were affectionate and gentle peach blossom eyes.