Yuan Zhuanting enjoys the ordinary class time; this sense of comfort makes her feel happy. She would definitely be even happier if it weren't for that brat who keeps staring at her and thinking about her.
Ring bell…
The bell rang, but Yuan Zhuan didn't leave his seat. Instead, he turned around and said, "If you keep staring at me, I'll have the principal tell your grandfather!"
Wei Ding: !!!
Qin Man, Xiao Yue, and Han Yu were all stunned!
"You, how dare you?!" Wei Ding was furious. Who was this person?! Daring to threaten someone in broad daylight!
Taking a deep breath, Yuan Zhuan reached out and pressed down the index finger that was about to poke her face. "If you point at me again, I'll confiscate your finger!"
"hiss……"
"sky……"
"You're really brave!"
There were gasps and exclamations of surprise from those around.
"Yuan Zhuan!" Wei Ding was so angry that he jumped up on the spot and roared hysterically at the top of his lungs.
The culprit glanced at him, then turned and found a junior high school history book in the drawer, which he began to read with great interest.
Ignored once again, Wei Ding felt he had never been so humiliated. His eyes, which had been filled with anger, gradually turned fierce. "Yuan Zhuan, don't think that just because you have Director Xu backing you up, I'm afraid of you! You believe me or not..."
"Believe or not believe what?" The homeroom teacher appeared at the back door with a long face.
The tense atmosphere suddenly froze, and the people at the center of the incident and the onlookers were so shocked by the sudden change that their facial expressions became somewhat distorted.
"I'm sorry, teacher, we just had a little misunderstanding." At this moment, Yuan Zhuan suddenly stood up obediently and explained, while Wei Ding, whose expression changed so quickly that his face was somewhat distorted, looked at Yuan Zhuan as if he had seen a ghost, with an expression that said, "You've taken the wrong medicine."
"Yuan Zhuan, are you sure?" The homeroom teacher knew that the troublemakers in the class, such as Wei Ding, were domineering. The class monitor had just called her to the office, so she rushed over to prevent Yuan Zhuan from getting into trouble and being unable to explain to Director Xu.
“Yes, teacher.” Yuan Zhuan nodded in confirmation.
She wasn't scared; she came to study, not to cause trouble. She really didn't have time to argue with the brat, and she didn't want to cause any more trouble for the Xu family. So, to avoid further complications, she decided to calm him down first, and then go to the principal to apply for the grade-skipping exam. She remembered that the school's publicly announced campus policy encouraged everyone to make progress, and the grade-skipping exam was one of them.
“Don’t think that just because you said a word for me, we can just let bygones be bygones. I…” Yuan Zhuan pulled out a steel bar about the length of a ruler and the thickness of a thumb from his desk, then twisted it like a pretzel into a steel bar braid. Wei Ding’s eyes widened, and he stopped talking abruptly.
"I've been practicing internal martial arts since I was a child. Don't even mention the few of you, even if the whole class came at me, you wouldn't be a match for me. I'm here purely to experience campus life, I don't have time to play house with you." After saying that, Yuan Zhuan threw the steel bar twist into the desk with a loud bang, proving that the steel bar was real steel.
On this day, the students in Class 3-5 were all very quiet, and even when Yuan Zhuan went to the toilet, no one passed by her.
After school, Wei Ding and his group walked very fast, which was unusual for them.
"Is Yuan Zhuan really just a relative of Director Xu?" Wei Ding was playing with the steel bar that Yuan Zhuan had twisted into a pretzel. He had taken it while Yuan Zhuan was out eating, just to check its authenticity. Unexpectedly, it was genuine.
"Her family background is probably not simple. She might be one of those legendary martial arts families or something. Otherwise, someone like Director Xu wouldn't take such good care of her." Birds of a feather flock together; that's the rule everywhere.
"Wei Ding, I think you should try to make peace," Qin Man advised in a low voice.
Wei Ding didn't refuse out of temper, nor did he fly into a rage like a hothead. Instead, he stared thoughtfully at the steel bar in his hand until everyone fell silent and stared at him. Only then did he speak up, "What do you all think? Should I become Yuan Zhuan's apprentice?"
With a 'thud,' Han Yu slammed the teacup in his hand onto the coffee table, spilling water all over the floor. He frantically wiped it up with tissues while sarcastically saying, "Are you out of your mind?"
Yuan Zhuan had no idea what the others were planning, and even if he did, he wouldn't bother to care.
She has applied to skip a grade and go straight to fifth grade. The children are older now and not as childish as they are in third grade. The principal agreed and asked her to take the promotion exam on the first day of next month. There are two other students taking the exam with her, both of whom are in fourth grade.
It's surprising that skipping grades is common at Beiyu Elementary School; no wonder the principal wasn't surprised at all after hearing her story.
Yuan Zhuan rode his newly bought bicycle, intending to go to the shop to help out. But as soon as he peeked out from the alley, he saw Fu Quan pacing back and forth in front of the shop. He looked exhausted, yet surprisingly energetic.
When Yuan Zhuan appeared, Fu Quan almost burst into tears of joy.
"Yuan Zhuan!" Fu Quan strode forward, his attitude extremely respectful.
"Shh, I'll go with you. Lead the way."
Hearing this, Fu Quan nodded and pointed to Taoyuan Community, which was jokingly called the most expensive community by the local residents. "I live over there."
"Okay, let's go."
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