Chapter 133: Encouragement from a Beautiful Sister

September, the start of the school year.

A noble primary school in Yecheng.

Mu Hao went to school in a high-end private car, wearing the uniform of an aristocratic school.

A white short-sleeved shirt, a blue suit with a Windsor knot, and grey shorts.

His hair is combed in a very stylish way, and he looks like a noble and proud young master.

Compared to people of the same age, Mu Hao was taller than others. He was already one meter tall at the age of nine.

As soon as I entered the classroom, I was complimented and flattered by my classmates.

"Prince Hao, you ranked first in the class again at the end of last semester. You are awesome!"

"You have good grades, are handsome, and have many talents. You are also in our class. We are so lucky to have you as our classmate!"

"Prince Hao, this is pure handmade chocolate made by my mother. I'll give you a box."

Mu Hao is too perfect, he is simply the prince charming in the hearts of girls.

Mu Ze entered the classroom from the back door.

Compared to Mu Hao's brilliance, Mu Ze is like an ugly duckling.

He was skinny, ugly, and so ordinary that he stood out in the crowd without any special features.

Such a person was actually adopted by the Mu family and became a brother of the little prodigy.

놛 I am just lucky!

Children nowadays, although still young, are very clever.

Adults will flatter the powerful and look down on the weak, and so will children.

"After a summer vacation, I found that Mu Ze had become ugly again."

"Compared with Prince Hao, they are two worlds apart."

"If you are ugly, don't enter the classroom. You are really lowering the overall appearance and level of our class."

"It's okay that you're ugly, but why are your grades so bad? Do you know how many points you got in the final exam last semester?"

"The three subjects combined only got 30 points, and the average score for each subject was 30 points. What the hell, how did you do the test?"

"I saw you taking your classes seriously, and the Mu family also enrolled you in many cram schools. Did you learn all that?"

Facing the ridicule and sarcasm of his classmates, Mu Ze lowered his head in shame.

I don't know what's wrong with me. I have tried very hard, and the questions in the exam are not difficult for me.

I had no problem getting full marks in all three subjects, but when I handed in the papers, the answers were different from what I had written.

I can't figure it out no matter how hard I try.

I even feel ashamed of my mother's cultivation.

Training costs are quite high nowadays. The courses my mother signed me up for cost hundreds of dollars per class.

녦놛 is really useless. He always fails the tests and exams.

The classmates like Mu Hao and dislike 놛, and 놛땣 understands.

Compared to Mu Hao, he is really not even a little bit inferior.

Mu Ze lowered his head and walked silently to his seat.

When I was about to put down my schoolbag, I found that my drawer was full of garbage and my desk was covered with graffiti.

"Hahaha, Mu Ze, you are just like those garbage. You belong in the garbage dump. You don't deserve to study in an aristocratic school. You should go to the countryside to herd cattle!"

"It's such a disgrace to have you in our class!"

"It's only because Prince Hao is kind that he would let the Mu family adopt you."

"Rubbish!"

Mu Ze lowered his red eyes, suppressed the sourness in his nose, and silently cleaned up the garbage in his desk.

Mu Hao stood not far away, looking down at Mu Ze with a scornful smile on his face.

"Why are you talking to that little piece of shit? You look half dead, you probably won't live much longer."

"That's right, you're so dull all day long. It's really unlucky to talk to you!"

Mu Ze walked out of the classroom holding the garbage.

I didn't dare cry in front of them, because if I did, they would laugh at me even more wantonly.

Mu Ze threw the garbage into the trash can.

놛 did not go back to the classroom immediately, but walked behind the bushes, squatted down, and silently shed tears.

They are right, it is garbage, it is totally useless.

No matter how hard you try, you become a joke.

The life now is much better than the torture I suffered before.

At least, I'm no longer hungry, I have a warm bed to sleep in, and I can save some pocket money to help Grandma Chu.

Thinking of this, Mu Ze felt a lot better.

Don't be discouraged, don't blame others, work harder.

Mu Ze wiped his tears and just stood up and walked towards the classroom when suddenly a beautiful sister who looked like a fairy patted him on the shoulder.

Mu Ze blinked his eyes. He had never seen the beautiful sister in front of him before.

But soon, another sister whom I had met before came over and handed me a bottle of milk.

"Xiao Ze, do you still remember me?" Si Youyou squatted beside Wen Yan and looked at Mu Ze with her.

Mu Ze took the milk and nodded, "Remember, you are Sister Youyou."

Si Youyou looked at the little boy whose eyes were still red and swollen from crying. She reached out and touched his head. "Were you bullied?"

Mu Ze nodded and shook his head.

Wen Yan looked at Mu Ze, whose facial features and face shape somewhat resembled Chu Man. She said with gentle eyes, "Xiao Ze, are you wearing a necklace around your neck?"

Mu Ze's eyes showed confusion, "How did the beautiful sister know?"

Wen Yan smiled and said, "I guessed it. Can you take it off and let me see it?"

Mu Ze felt Wen Yan's kindness and took off the necklace and handed it to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan glanced at the necklace and found that it had been tampered with by the Taoist priest hired by Madam Mu.

Wen Yan took out a necklace that was exactly the same as Mu Ze's while Mu Ze wasn't paying attention, and said, "Okay, I'll give it back to you. Don't be discouraged, you are the best."

Mu Ze put the necklace back on.

My mother said that only by wearing the necklace can we live the good life we ​​have now.

I don't want to go back to the past, so I wear the necklace around my neck obediently every time.

Not long after returning to the classroom, the class began.

The first period is a class meeting, followed by Chinese and English.

In the English classes at the aristocratic school, the teachers taught the entire course in English.

Mu Ze sat in the corner of the last row. He was a poor student in the class and neither the teacher nor his classmates liked him.

The English teacher looked at Mu Hao with a smile on his face, "I would like to ask Mu Hao to introduce your summer vacation life in English."

The students also looked expectant.

Mu Hao speaks with a pure Oxford accent, which is standard and fluent, a level that most of us cannot reach yet.

Mu Hao raised his chin and stood up with a proud look on his face.

놛 sorted out his thoughts and spoke confidently and boldly, "My summer holiday ..."

After saying a few English words, Mu Hao suddenly got stuck.

What I said later cannot be output in English at all.

What is going on?

I was speaking fluently before, but now I can only say a few words. My mind seems to be a lot emptier.

Mu Hao hesitated for a long time and couldn't utter a complete sentence in English.

Moreover, the pronunciation of "놛" seems to have changed a lot. It is no longer the pure Oxford accent, but has a strong rural accent, even worse than the worst student in the class.

The English teacher and classmates all looked at Mu Hao in disbelief.

Mu Hao frowned, with an irritable look on his face, "I feel a little uncomfortable here, teacher, let Mu Ze answer!"