Volume 1 Chapter 4 Brother, can I borrow your meal card?
Since he couldn't understand it anyway, Quan Zhisui simply started observing his classmates.
Except for Kong Mingze who was particularly enthusiastic, others seemed to have no interest in the new transfer students. Most of them were concentrating on studying. After all, it was a key high school and the pressure was quite tight.
Then, Quan Zhisui saw that the person sitting in the golden seat by the window in the first row and first column was Wei Shixu.
The one with superior looks and scary eyes.
He sat in seat number one in the first row, which meant that his grades were the best in the class, but he did not seem to be a good student in the traditional sense.
Quan Zhisui has very good eyesight. From the diagonal distance across the classroom, he can clearly see Wei Shixu playing with his phone...
And it was very obvious. He placed the phone on the table without any concealment, with a few books as a stand.
He was watching a movie, a bloody horror movie.
Perhaps it was because the line of sight was too direct, Wei Shixu turned back as if he sensed something and looked accurately into Quan Zhisui's eyes.
Quan Zhisui didn't dodge, but blinked. She had no expression and looked very calm.
Wei Shixu suddenly laughed and found it a little interesting, but that was all. After looking back, he ignored it and continued watching the movie.
She stopped observing this person with a strong sense of separation. She adjusted her sitting posture and looked at her textbook again. She still had to teach herself the content of the second year of high school, otherwise she would not be able to continue her studies.
Finally the morning class ended and Quan Zhisui was exhausted.
Kong Mingze woke up on time, hooked up with the others in the last row and walked out of the classroom. No one knew where they went.
Other students flocked to the cafeteria.
Quan Zhisui followed the large group, not knowing what to do.
The cafeteria was in another building, and a large number of students rushed in and lined up at different windows.
Kwon Ji-sui also lined up. She was extremely hungry, but halfway through the line she suddenly realized something.
Very serious!
The canteen here is different from the business model of her previous martial arts school in the mountains.
The menus for the martial arts school's three meals a day are prepared by the cafeteria. Everyone eats the same thing, with only the quantity differing. The cost of food is included in the students' tuition, so there is no need to spend extra money on meals.
The martial arts school was opened by her master. She grew up with her master. Her master raised her for 17 years and was like a father to her. She ate with her fellow brothers and students and had no idea what the tuition and food expenses were.
But it is different in Liangzhong. Every student has a card in his hand, and there are a large number of dishes to choose from at the cafeteria window, and the way to order.
Quan Zhisui doesn’t have a meal card.
Wei Shixu was at the end of the queue next to him. Compared to the other starving ghosts, he seemed to have no interest in eating.
He stood there bored, and when he glanced around, he saw a man with a pale face walking out from the gap between the two teams.
Wei Shixu: “…”
This transfer student is indeed interesting.
Quan Zhisui didn't see Wei Shixu in the crowd. She was disheartened at the moment and was thinking that after she went to the cafeteria office to get her meal card and came back, would there be any food left?
You have to know that in the martial arts hall, if you miss mealtime, you won’t have any food!
But as she walked, a leg stretched out in front of her, as if trying to trip her intentionally, and there were some suppressed laughter around her.
She walked over without even looking up, too lazy to care which lunatic was so bored.
She doesn't cause trouble, but some people do.
"Quan Zhisui, stop right there!" The man's voice sounded above his head, with ill intentions.
Quan Zhisui still had that despaired expression on his face, and he raised his head with empty eyes.
Oh, it’s Zuo Zichen.
There were a few problem students standing behind him, all of whom didn't wear their school uniforms properly.
When Zuo Zichen saw her expression, his anger suddenly exploded and he yelled, "Who are you showing off your deadpan face to?!"
He looked vicious and his eyes were full of hatred.
The problem students with him laughed very loudly.
There was quite a bit of noise here. The students queuing for food looked over curiously, and some were discussing in low voices.
"Isn't that Zuo Zichen from the first year of high school?"
"Yes...don't mess with him."
"Zuo Zichen is a well-known second-generation rich kid. When he first entered school, he threatened to become the boss of Liangzhong."
"Who is this girl? Zuo Zichen even bullies girls?"
"Look, they have surrounded that girl."
“…”
Quan Zhisui was awakened by Zuo Zichen's shouting. His eyes brightened instantly and his voice became joyful and crisp: "Brother, lend me your meal card!"
Zuo Zichen: “?”
He was really about to laugh out of anger.
He scolds you, and you borrow his meal card?
Those problem students laughed even louder and made sarcastic remarks.
"Hey, Brother Zuo, is she crazy? She actually called you brother!"
"Where did this village girl come from? Why are you claiming to be a relative?"
"You are worthy of it?"
“…”
Wei Shixu was also standing in the crowd, full of interest.
Since he was not far away, he heard the entire conversation between the two.
younger brother? Borrow a meal card?
Wei Shixu's eyes flashed with brilliance as he stared at Quan Zhisui motionlessly.
High school life was dull and unchanging, and this transfer student was like a variable, tearing open a hole.
Of course, Zuo Zichen would not be so kind as to lend his meal card to Quan Zhisui. The word "brother" aroused the thing he was most reluctant to face.
He wished she would starve to death!
He grinned, leaned closer and whispered, "You don't even have money for food, why don't you become a beggar? Oh, by the way, you are a beggar in my house. Since you are a beggar, if you kneel down and help me clean my shoes, I can reluctantly give you a meal."
Quan Zhisui looked down at his shoes and didn't react.
Zuo Zichen cursed even more harshly: "Damn parasite, why didn't you die with your short-lived mother?"
Quan Zhisui's eyes changed, and he suddenly raised his eyes and looked straight at him.
At that moment, her aura also changed!
Quan Zhisui has been practicing internal martial arts since he was a child. After more than ten years of accumulation, he has already reached the stage of transforming strength. Normally, he keeps his breath inward and does not show any signs of strength, just like an ordinary person.
But at this moment, she was enraged and her aggression was released all at once. Like a ferocious carnivore, she would tear Zuo Zichen to pieces at any time!
Zuo Zichen took a step back suddenly, and a voice in his heart kept warning him:
Don't mess with her! Don't mess with me!
But Zuo Zichen was accustomed to the life of a prince, so his first reaction to the dangerous aura was not fear, but anger, anger after being provoked.
"You piece of trash from the mountains! How dare you look at me like that?!"
He roared, and in rage he raised his hand and punched Quan Zhisui on the head without hesitation.
Everyone around was startled and screamed.
Some people wanted to rush over to stop him, but they were too far away. By the time they ran over, the punch was enough to hit Quan Zhisui hard in the face.
How could such a thin little girl withstand a punch from a 1.8-meter-tall strong man?
Many people are cursing.
Quan Zhisui stood there without dodging. She quickly clenched her fist and raised her forearm, while tightening her muscles and exerting force, making the most basic blocking action.
Click!
There was a distinct crisp sound and the bone broke.
Zuo Zichen's.
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