Teacher Yuzu led the little boy to the podium.
She then squatted down, bringing her eyes level with the boy's: "Aotian, why don't you introduce yourself to everyone?"
The little boy nodded.
He turned to face everyone, proudly raised his chin, and declared in a strong voice, "My name is Long Aotian, and I'm six years old. Please remember this name! Because it will be unforgettable for you for the rest of your life!"
...
silence
The classroom was deathly silent.
A gust of wind blew in, and the classroom window wasn't closed properly.
Tang Tang shivered involuntarily and rubbed the goosebumps on her hands: "It's so cold..."
Unexpectedly, this action directly attracted the attention of the boy on the podium.
Long Aotian looked at her, a smile playing on his lips: "No one has ever dared to ignore me like this before. Girl, you've successfully caught my attention!"
Tang Tang: "...?"
No, is this person crazy?!
...
The atmosphere became somewhat awkward, and even Teacher Yuzu seemed a little embarrassed.
She wanted to break the tension and continue the lesson.
However, because of Long Aotian's words, a hushed discussion broke out in the classroom.
Tang Tang raised her eyelids, somewhat speechless.
Wang Zihao frowned, his face full of confusion.
He quietly moved his small stool next to Ning Yanshu and said gloatingly, "The new classmate made Little Candy angry."
Ning Yanshu, however, rested her chin on her hand and began to think seriously: "That sounds familiar..."
After pondering for a moment, his eyes suddenly brightened.
“I remember now! I’ve seen it in the novels that Jiajia often reads,” Ning Yanshu said. “But Aunt Xu won’t let Jiajia read these kinds of novels, saying they’re insane.”
“My mom said the same thing…” Xiao Meili chimed in, “She said these kinds of characters are all too greasy. At first, they seem novel, but after reading them a lot, they easily make you feel nauseous and want to throw up.”
The discussion grew louder and louder.
The noise continued in waves.
Almost drowning out Teacher Yuzu's voice: "Everyone, please be quiet..."
"Children, please be quiet..."
Long Aotian was, after all, only a 6-year-old child.
Standing on the podium and being pointed at by everyone made him feel inexplicably ashamed.
His face flushed, he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, you're playing with fire! ...Who gave you the courage to treat me like this!"
Teacher Yuzu: "..."
Forget it, she couldn't listen anymore.
The outstretched foot moved uncontrollably to the side, shifting slightly to hide away.
There's nothing wrong with me, just some physiological discomfort...
...
The classroom was noisy, which even attracted many children from the next class.
As the crowd of onlookers gradually increased, Long Aotian finally couldn't take it anymore: "Enough, shut up!"
With his bowl-cut hair and squinting eyes, he said fiercely, "If you don't shut up, I can't guarantee what will happen next!"
...
Everyone: "..."
...
Everyone looked at each other, speechless.
Long Aotian's inner pride.
He remembered his father teaching him, "To catch a thief, first catch the king."
Therefore, if he wants to conquer these little devils, he must conquer their king.
Thinking of this, Long Aotian took a step forward, head held high and chest puffed out: "I want to duel your leader. Send out your bravest warriors to fight to the death!"
Teacher Yuzu: "..."
This brat must have watched too many domineering CEO movies.
Or are you just engrossed in martial arts movies? ...
...
Below the podium, Ning Yanshu raised her little hand.
After receiving permission from Teacher Yuzu, he soberly said, "But we didn't come to kindergarten to fight to the death. Mom said we can't fight."
Teacher Yuzu was so moved that she nodded frantically.
That's right, that's right, that's how a normal child thinks.
Long Aotian, however, took it as cowardice and sneered, "You cowardly wimp who fears death, you're a coward, a deserter. I despise you!"
Ning Yanshu didn't even have time to get angry upon hearing this.
Wang Zihao, standing to the side, couldn't hold back his temper any longer: "You're talking nonsense!"
Even he himself had never said such harsh words to the little mole.
What makes him so special with that bowl cut hairstyle?
The little mole was someone he had to protect. No one but himself could bully him anymore!
The prince ran up to the podium with great enthusiasm and stood face to face with him.
"What do you have to be proud of?" He looked at Long Aotian with disdain. "Little Mole is the kid in our Sunflower Class with the most red flowers. Do you have any?"
"His paintings have even earned him the title of 'Most Beautiful Little Painter on Campus,' can you do that?"
"He participated in a relay race at his kindergarten and came in second place. Can you do it?"
“And his father…” Wang Zihao put his hands on his hips, looking confident: “The little mole’s father can fight with dogs and even eat poop. Do you dare to do that?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.
Only Long Aotian's expression was visibly shocked, his pupils trembling.
He cried out in disbelief, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
What normal person would do such a thing?
He didn't believe it! ...
...
A low male voice came from the crowd at the back of the classroom.
Shen Fu smiled helplessly: "I'm sorry, but..."
"I'm sorry, I really can't eat shit."...
...
Wang Zihao looked stunned, as if he had been struck by lightning.
"Aman, what's wrong with you..." He rushed to Shen Fu's side. "I've been praising you to everyone I meet, saying you're amazing and have courage. How could you just suddenly decide not to eat?"
Shen Fu chuckled: "I think it's not that I suddenly stopped eating this... it's that I've never eaten it before."
He said helplessly, "I really don't eat shit. Xiao Shu was just talking nonsense back then, and you all misunderstood and took it seriously."
Seeing this, Sun Wen quickly tried to smooth things over: "You brat, if we're talking about who eats shit, I think you're the one who should be saying that."
"Oh right, I remember that time too," Wang Jun added. "Zihao was only 2 years old then. He pooped on the bed without making a sound, then picked it up and played with it, and ended up smearing it all over his face..."
"Dad! Dad!" Wang Zihao hurriedly interrupted him.
She then frantically scrambled onto Wang Jun, trying to cover his mouth: "Stop talking..."
Everyone laughed when they saw this.
The classroom returned to its usual laughter and liveliness.
At the entrance to the classroom, Long Batian hadn't uttered a single word from the very beginning.
His gaze was fixed on Shen Fu.
His eyes held a deep, enigmatic meaning...
...
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