Zhou family.
Zhou Xiu hung up the phone and started reading a book. Zhou Cheng looked at his daughter's silent face. She stayed in the corner motionless and didn't turn a page of the book for a long time.
He couldn't help but ask: "What happened to Xiu'er?"
Zhou Xiu twirled her pen, and before she had written a few words on the draft paper, she crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can.
Zhou Xiu bit her lower lip deeply and said nothing.
The last time Zhou Xiu was in such a bad mood was half a year ago when she was forced to drop out of school in order to exchange the dowry for her cousin.
Zhou Cheng sensed her depressed mood and touched her head.
He silently took out a bunch of ingredients from the refrigerator, turned on his phone, and logged into his daughter's live broadcast room.
He said to the camera: "Xiu Xiu is not happy today, I will make something delicious to comfort her."
Zhou Cheng defrosted a bag of chicken feet, cut the lemon and passion fruit and put them aside. After removing the toes from the chicken feet, put them into water, mix with green onions, ginger and garlic and cook until boiling.
The number of fans in the live broadcast room suddenly increased dramatically.
"Dad finally showed up, welcome Dad!"
Zhou Cheng took out the chicken feet, put on disposable gloves, bent over and started to remove the bones. The process of removing meat and bones was troublesome and tedious, and Zhou Cheng patiently did it for a long time.
The fan, who had a strong desire to survive, went to have dinner, and when he came back he saw a bowl full of chicken feet on Zhou Cheng's left hand side, and a pile of bones on the other side.
The fan said in admiration: "After watching the whole process, I suddenly feel that my boyfriend picking fish bones is nothing, he is capable of picking chicken bones! I envy the anchor so much."
Zhou Cheng was sprinkling the auxiliary ingredients layer by layer, stirring passion fruit, lemon, minced garlic, coriander, chili pepper, and sesame vinegar, and pouring a layer of boiling oil, which was hissing and forming bubbles.
"Slurp, it looks delicious."
"It looks so troublesome, wouldn't it be nice to just chew it?"
"You don't know this. Boneless chicken feet are so tender without bones."
Trying hard to Guojin suddenly said: "Are you in a bad mood?"
"Our preliminary results are out, but I wonder if the anchor's results are out yet. Did the anchor not do well in the math competition?"
"It's different in different regions. We haven't released it yet. Who doesn't have some annoyance? How can the host be in a bad mood if he fails the exam?"
"All of you move aside! You're blocking my view of Show Dad!" protested Meishi's fans.
Another dish that Zhou Cheng had been busy cooking, pan-fried crucian carp and stewed winter melon, was ready to be cooked. The pot was bubbling with liquid. The small crucian carp that had just been taken out of the oil pan was put into the winter melon soup until it turned milky white.
"I can smell the rich aroma through the screen. I want to eat it so much!"
"I'm not in a good mood either. Where's my dad?"
After Zhou Cheng fried some vegetables, he took off his apron and said to them, "These are what Xiuxiu likes to eat. She should be happier. I'm going offline now."
In the past, his family was poor and Zhou Cheng had no say in the matter. Whenever the family had a slightly richer meal, Zhou Xiu would never get a share of chicken legs or eggs.
Zhou Cheng could only go to the market to buy small crucian carp and chicken feet that others were unwilling to buy. Because there's not much meat on them, you get a lot for a dollar or two.
But Zhou Cheng had the patience to remove the bones, and if he removed enough, he would have a bowl full of meat.
"Dad Xiu, to be honest, I'm not happy either. I like to eat too!"
“+1. I don’t mind vacuum-packing chicken feet and sending them by SF Express.”
"S.F. Express, +10086."
Zhou Cheng held the prepared cold chicken feet and handed them to Zhou Xiu, saying, "Xiu'er, eat it. It's your favorite."
Zhou Xiu raised her head and saw the silent comfort in Zhou Cheng's eyes. He put the chopsticks in her hand, put down the bowl, and went back into the kitchen.
The big soup bowl was filled with chicken feet meat, and each piece was picked clean, just like a complete chicken foot.
Zhou Xiu picked up a few pieces and ate them, then drank a bowl of warm soup, and all the annoyance in her heart disappeared.
No matter how difficult it is, it will never be harder than before.
The system said calmly: [Why worry. 】
The system did not take this trivial matter seriously. It had already monitored the dynamics of the Xi family. But it was difficult for it to reveal to Zhou Xiu the fact that it was spying on other people's lives.
[Young man, why don’t you go out and spend some money and have some fun? 】
It suggested sincerely.
Currently, Zhou Xiu has accumulated 370,000 RMB in his account, of which 190,000 was earned from the preliminary and final rounds of the Biology League. Wouldn’t it be nice to spend some money?
[Xiu Xiu will be richer than many people in the future, believe me. 】The system said seriously.
Zhou Xiu was chewing on a crucian carp and automatically filtered out these inflated words, not taking them to heart at all.
…
The next day.
When Zhou Xiu arrived at the school, she was met with complicated looks. Some are from strangers, and some are from acquaintances.
Zhou Xiu came to the classroom, put down his schoolbag, twirled his pen, and simply took out the test paper and started writing.
The students in the classroom had complicated expressions.
Yuan Ruoyi and Lan Xin were discussing quietly. Yuan Ruoyi said, "I went home and asked around and found out that Senior Jiang is actually the son of Chairman Jiang Tai."
No wonder his fucking eyes are on top of his head. He dares to be so unreasonable. Whoever he wants to transfer schools must transfer.
"Damn it." Yuan Ruoyi couldn't help but curse, "Xiu Xiu is so unlucky to be liked by someone like this."
Another poor student said: "I never expected——"
This kind of thing that only happens in TV dramas actually happened around us. Although the classmates in the class all come from wealthy families, they cannot be compared with the Jiang family.
The poor students looked at Zhou Xiu with a hint of worry and anger in their eyes.
The post in the school forum that spread rumors about Zhou Xiu was already very unfriendly to Zhou Xiu. It was finally clarified. This time Jiang Yichen's biological mother came to the school to find Zhou Xiu in person. It was hard to imagine what others would say.
Confirmed the rumor?
It turns out that Zhou Xiu is really this kind of person...even the boy’s mother came to the door?
Xu Qing came to the classroom and greeted Zhou Xiu: "Good morning."
He curled his lips, trying to comfort Zhou Xiu: "Don't worry."
Zhou Xiu ignored him. She was writing the test paper in her hand seriously.
Xu Qing looked at Zhou Xiu's back, his back straight, and his pen fluently wrote down formulas and numbers. His expression was calm and his brows were relaxed, as if he didn't care about what happened yesterday.
Xu Qing guessed that Zhou Xiu had probably found a solution.
Zhou Xiu had been writing on the test paper for quite a while when suddenly there was a knocking sound coming from the window beside her. It was a school girl who was knocking on the glass window. She wrote a string of words on a sticky note and stuck it on the window.
"Show God is the strongest, we support you!"
As if by magic, she pulled out a stack of sticky notes and quickly covered the entire glass window with them.
These are the three words "I support you" in different fonts.
Zhou Xiu was stunned for a moment, and in that moment, the school girl disappeared immediately.
She stood up and tore off all the sticky notes on the glass windows.
Morning reading.
Miss Li walked into the classroom. She knocked on Zhou Xiu's desk and said, "Go to the principal's office now. The principal wants to see you."
Zhou Xiu's heart settled down, and she felt a sense of reality. No matter how this matter is handled, there will be a result today. She put down her textbook and walked out.
The morning reading sounds in the class suddenly became quieter, and everyone was in an uproar.
Du Feiyang said: "Mingming, didn't you say last night that your mother helped?"
I was called to the principal's office. What kind of help is this? Du Feiyang wanted to beat Tan Ming.
Tan Ming couldn't sit still anymore, so he called his mother to ask about the situation. Du Feiyang had already run out of the classroom and was walking angrily towards the principal's office.
The others were no longer in the mood for morning reading. They put down their books and followed Du Feiyang out of the classroom.
Students from other classes in the school saw the unusual movements of Class 24 and followed their movements with curiosity until they found Zhou Xiu walking towards the principal's office. Some students spread a rumor:
"It seems Zhou Xiu was called to the principal's office."
The students who had been paying attention to this incident were unable to continue their morning reading and simply threw away their books to join in the fun.
…
Principal's office.
The principal handed Mrs. Jiang a cup of tea and said, "Student Zhou Xiu is here. You can talk to her if you have any questions."
Mrs. Jiang was dressed beautifully and exquisitely, had a new hairstyle, and was dressed very fashionably. If you didn't look closely, you would think she was only in her early thirties. Compared with Liu Mei, the difference is like heaven and earth.
Zhou Xiu looked at the principal and said expressionlessly: "I have nothing to communicate with her."
Principal Xu heard Zhou Xiu's cold voice and then looked at her expression. Her eyebrows and eyes had the arrogance unique to young people, and her eyes were clear and upright, neither coquettish nor charming.
He is indeed someone who can bring honor to the school.
The principal patted Zhou Xiu's shoulder with a smile, "Don't be nervous, she wants to communicate with you--"
Zhou Xiu was a little stunned when he heard this...
Mrs. Jiang stood up and said to Zhou Xiu word by word, "I—"
At this time, Du Feiyang and a group of people ran to the principal's office.
They heard faint voices coming from inside, such as "dating", "Yi Chen"...
Huaxu couldn't help but refute, "I heard from people in the biology class that Xiuxiu didn't recognize that senior at all, and the seniors in Class 25 of Senior 3 also said that they had never seen Senior Jiang have any thoughts of falling in love."
He just confessed to Zhou Xiu on a whim after the college entrance examination.
The poor students were shocked. They gritted their teeth and felt anxious and angry.
Du Feiyang pushed the door open angrily.
Mrs. Jiang's face turned pale and red, and she said stiffly: "I——"
Zhou Xiu heard a commotion. She turned around and saw her classmates standing outside the door. Each look was filled with anger, dissatisfaction and stubbornness.
Yu Qingyan handed the principal a letter signed by all students in Class 24, expressing their disapproval of Zhou Xiu's transfer for any reason.
Zhou Xiu looked at the words written in a flamboyant style on the paper, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.
Yu Qingyan said: "All 47 of us in the class will not accept Zhou Xiu's transfer for any reason!"
There was a firmness on her face that could not be refused.
Other students said: "Zhou Xiu is not wrong!"
"I don't agree with Zhou Xiu transferring to another school. I don't agree with her leaving us."
"Who the hell is Jiang Yichen? Our Zhou Xiu doesn't even like him!"
…
"Zhou Xiu is busy studying and is already very tired. Don't bother her with these things!"
"Is it so great to be rich? Just because you are rich you can look down on others. Don't think that your son is the only popular one. There are so many boys in the school who have a crush on our Xiuxiu."
There were also some stranger junior students in the crowd, and they looked at Zhou Xiu with burning, worried eyes.
Zhou Xiu was stunned, and a warm feeling flowed through her heart.
Mrs. Jiang tried her best to suppress the anger that was rising in her heart. She suspected that Zhou Xiu had deliberately called these people over.
Mrs. Jiang took a deep breath, maintained her smile, and turned to the principal and said, "Today is not a good day to talk. I'll make another appointment another day."
The principal couldn't help but flatten the corners of his mouth and revealed a meaningful smile.
After a while, anger of humiliation slowly appeared on the faces of the 24 poor students.
The humiliation had to be done twice. Did she want to find Zhou Xiu again in private?
They clenched their fists, don't think they were afraid of her.
They subconsciously said, “No!”
A light male voice interrupted unexpectedly, "I suggest that Madam Jiang make her words clear today to avoid misunderstandings in the future."
Yu Qingyan was shocked when she heard this familiar voice. She raised her head and called out in surprise, "Master Yuan!"
The poor students in Class 24 all looked at him, feeling that he had a backbone.
After Xi Shaoyuan finished speaking, Mrs. Jiang gritted her teeth and said mechanically, "Zhou Xiu, I'm sorry. I misunderstood your relationship with Yichen. I was disappointed that Yichen didn't go abroad. I shouldn't have blamed it on you—"
Du Feiyang was delighted. What the hell, what did he hear? At a time like this... is Young Master Yuan still so awesome?
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