"Classmates, look over here. Come on, Yuan Zhuan, come up to the podium. Classmates, this is our new classmate from Class 5, Grade 3. Yuan Zhuan, please introduce yourself."
"Hello everyone, I am Yuan Zhuan, and I will be nine years old soon. It's a pleasure to meet you all. Please give me your guidance." Such official words.
"Very good, now let's welcome our new student with applause." Teacher Sun clapped her hands with a smile.
However, there was only a few claps in the classroom, which made Teacher Sun's smile look a little stiff.
"Um, cough cough... Yuan Zhuan, you sit in the second row, third from the back."
"Okay, teacher." Yuan Zhuan smiled as he scanned each young face, and he could roughly tell which ones were troublemakers.
"Wait a minute, teacher. Brother Han doesn't like sitting with others; it'll disturb him." Wei Ding raised his hand to speak, but his eyes were on Yuan Zhuan.
"Okay, then sit in the fourth seat." Teacher Sun's face darkened slightly at the refusal.
"Teacher, me too..."
"Wei Ding, if you keep causing trouble like this, I'll call your grandfather!" Teacher Sun warned in a stern voice.
“…Alright.” Wei Ding didn’t know what to say at this moment. He just squinted at Yuan Zhuan who was walking over, stepped onto the empty seat next to him, leaving black ash on the white wooden stool.
Yuan Zhuan stood by the seat, looking down at the little boy next to him. "Do you want me to clean it up for you, or should I do it for you?" Who spoiled him so much!
Perhaps because no one had ever dared to speak to him like that before, or because he had never encountered such direct words, the classroom, which had been filled with whispers, suddenly fell silent, except for the homeroom teacher who had already walked away quickly.
All eyes were on one spot: some were stunned, some were dumbfounded, some were surprised, some were dazed, and some were just watching the show.
"What did you say?" Wei Ding laughed angrily, crossed his arms, and stood up from his seat.
"It seems you've chosen the latter," Yuan Zhuan said with a smile, reaching out to grab Wei Ding's sleeve, pulling it forward and pressing it down.
'Swish~'
Okay, the stool is clean now. Yuan Zhuan sat down with satisfaction and began to organize the new books in his schoolbag, putting them one by one into the desk drawer.
The situation was so bizarre that it wasn't until Yuan Zhuan had packed his schoolbag, sat up straight, and was waiting for class to begin that Wei Ding, Han Yu, and the others realized what was happening.
"Yuan Zhuan, huh? Just you wait!" Wei Ding stood up awkwardly. At that moment, the math teacher walked in. Wei Ding forced back his anger and sat back down.
This math class was extremely difficult for Wei Ding and his group, while Yuan Zhuan listened silently throughout, doing exercises and writing down the answers as the teacher taught.
As soon as the bell rang, the teacher picked up her books and thermos, but everyone else's eyes were drawn to the back row.
Even if you wanted to ignore it, there was no way to, and the math teacher put the books and thermos back on the podium.
Their gazes also fell on the newcomer, Yuan Zhuan.
"New student, how's it going? Can you keep up with the teacher's train of thought?"
“Yes, teacher.” Yuan Zhuan nodded. He studied history in his previous life, and his math and physics were so-so, but he was only a third-year student now, so it wasn’t difficult at all. The reason he scored so low on the entrance exam was that he didn’t want to go to the top class.
"That's good. Wei Ding, come to my office."
Wei Ding was so angry that he rolled his eyes and glared at the girl who was looking down at her book before getting up in a huff and leaving with a big fuss.
Wei Ding went out, and a buzzing sound began to fill the classroom.
Han Yu remained silent throughout, only gazing thoughtfully at Yuan Zhuan's retreating figure.
Xiao Yue raised an eyebrow, not expecting this newcomer to be so individualistic. Judging from his demeanor, he seemed to be the kind of person who would fight anyone who disagreed with him. Clearly, he was not afraid of trouble.
Suddenly I understood what her mother meant by "don't judge a book by its cover"—something her mother often said.
During breaks, everyone spoke in hushed tones as they came and went, and when they passed by Yuan Zhuan, they were all very careful, as if afraid of getting involved with something.
"Yuan Zhuan." A male voice rang out.
Everyone look over there.
Yuan Zhuan looked up and saw a little boy with a crew cut and a dark face.
"Is there something you need?" Yuan Zhuan was truly speechless at these childish kids.
"Ha, it's nothing, I just heard you offended Wei Ding, so I came to see what you look like. Do you know who Wei Ding is?"
"Not interested." Yuan Zhuan was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore and lowered his head to flip through the book again.
The boy didn't seem to care and continued talking to himself, "He's the mayor's third son." His smugness was as if he were Wei Ding himself, and he made no attempt to hide his desire to watch the show.
"Oh." Yuan Zhuan didn't even look up.
boy:……
Bystanders: ...
bell……
All right……
Wei Ding stepped into the classroom through the back door as the bell rang.
It's another focal point.
There was no further movement until Wei Ding was seated and the teacher walked up to the podium.
Xiao Yue and Qin Man exchanged a glance, looked at Han Yu who was staring blankly in the back seat, then at Wei Ding who was reading attentively, and finally pursed their lips before focusing on the lesson.
After each class, students from other classes would almost always come over to see who Yuan Zhuan was and who had offended Wei Ding. But the protagonist at the center of the incident remained indifferent. Whenever someone spoke to her, whether with good intentions or ill intentions, she would respond politely and then remain silent.
The day passed peacefully, and everyone thought it was over just like that.
Yuan Zhuan walked to the front gate with her schoolbag on her back, pondering whether to skip a grade. If she did, she would have to excel, which would mean participating in many unnecessary competitions or spending more time studying. In that case, she probably wouldn't have time to manage the chain supermarket business.
Indeed, after thinking about it for a few days, Yuan Zhuan decided to open a chain supermarket. Zhang Xiaoxiao's side would probably need to purchase large quantities of goods in the future, and her supply needed to keep up. These supplies were too much for her small shop to handle. To avoid unnecessary trouble, she had to expand her business so that the large-scale purchase of goods could be legitimate.
Having made his decision, Yuan Zhuan felt somewhat frustrated, realizing he was too young and constrained by too many things.
As we approached the school gate, we saw several boys and girls gathered together, talking and glancing into the schoolyard from time to time.
As Yuan Zhuan brushed past her, someone called out to her, "Yuan Zhuan."
Upon hearing the sound, Yuan Zhuan's brows furrowed; it was Wei Ding again.
What a troublemaker!
"Is there something you need?" Yuan Zhuan narrowed his eyes, his displeasure finally showing.
Wei Ding stepped forward with a cold smile, "What's your relationship with Principal Xu's family?"
The word about who was behind Yuan Zhuan had already reached the ears of every teacher in Class 3, Grade 5. This was deliberately spread by Yang Ailan, who was worried that Yuan Zhuan would suffer at school.
When Wei Ding was called over, the math teacher told him the truth. Although Wei Ding wasn't afraid of Principal Xu, he was, after all, a leader in the bureau, so they had to be somewhat discreet and try not to cause trouble. Moreover, the principal had repeatedly instructed that Principal Xu valued Yuan Zhuan highly, as he was a student that Madam Xu had specifically and carefully instructed them to pay special attention to. If Wei Ding and his group really did something to him, Madam Xu would definitely be furious, and they couldn't bear the consequences.
“Neighbor.” Yuan Zhuan thought for a moment and then understood the whole story.
"Neighbors?" Who are you kidding? Neighbors could warrant special attention from Director Xu's wife? Do you think he's stupid?
Yuan Zhuan's indifference was seen by Wei Ding as utter perfunctory.
"Wei Ding, we have no grudge against each other, right? Or did someone order you to cause me trouble?"
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