Hang Feng suddenly opened his eyes and wanted to say something, but he only saw the girl's back, and in front of him... five yuan???

Damn, what did she take him for?

"I'm not a beggar..." Hang Feng covered his chest with one hand, wanting to explain something, but because of excessive anger and anxiety, he almost couldn't breathe for a moment.

And Song Yi not only didn't look back, but instead quickened her pace to leave.

Go, go, go, go, escape from the original plot! Yeah!!!

Hang Feng wants to die, she wants to live, isn't this a coincidence? This is simply a win-win situation!

If Hang Feng died today, she would definitely thank his ancestors for eighteen generations, and then burn a lot of paper money for him!!!

Song Yi thought so, and was in a good mood, and her steps became more and more brisk when she left.

And in the alley.

After a while, Hang Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The boy's bloody palms were propped up on the ground to support himself to stand up. The gravel cut the wound deeper, but he seemed not to feel the pain.

Looking at the five yuan on the ground, Hang Feng suddenly felt that he had to live.

-

Monday.

What happened at Shen Yujing's birthday party was discussed hotly on the school forum early in the morning.

Someone witnessed the scene of Shen Yujing's anger after Song Yi and Chen Xue had a conflict, and was still spreading the vivid description there.

[By the way, does anyone know what happened at Shen Yujing's birthday party? Why didn't Chen Xue come to school today?

1L: She must be trying to avoid the spotlight. Anyone would feel embarrassed to be kicked out of Shen Yujing's birthday party, not to mention that Chen Xue likes Shen Yujing so much, which is a double blow.

7L; But what exactly happened? Is Shen Yujing dating the top student? Otherwise, how could she be qualified to go to Shen Yujing's birthday party with her status?

14L: No way, Shen Yujing would never fall for a top student.

19L: Family! I have Song Yi's photo from that day here! To be honest, the first place is really beautiful, and I was stunned that day [Picture]. As

he spoke, the man posted a secretly taken photo.

In the picture, Shen Yujing was standing in front of Song Yi and confronting Chen Xue, while Song Yi was standing behind him and looking up at his back.

Then the focus was distorted.

27L: What the hell! Are you filming a movie here? The prince comes to save his princess!

33L: Haha, Shen Yujing is indeed a prince, but the other one is not. He exudes a shabby aura from head to toe. He doesn’t have any jewelry and I don’t know which brand of dress he is wearing. I have never seen it before.

34L: The one in front, how can she afford to buy a dress? It can’t be a hot item on Taobao for 99 yuan, right? Tsk tsk.

41L: But don’t you think she looks good in it? Even if it’s bought for 99 yuan, it has the temperament of 95,000 yuan.

45L: +1, I really think it looks good.

49L: The one who praised Song Yi before was also a poor student, which really flattered her.

...

Murong Huan on the other end of the phone rolled his eyes to the sky. The dress Song Yi was wearing was customized by her at a high price. What a bunch of ignorant idiots.

At this moment, Class A.

Song Yi supported her face with one hand and turned the pen with the other hand while looking at the math problems.

Suddenly, the study committee member came over and reported the situation to Jiang Yiheng with some concern, "Class monitor, Hang Feng has not come to school for ten days this time. Do we need to contact his family?"

Hearing Hang Feng's name and thinking of what happened yesterday, Song Yi did not even turn the pen and immediately raised her ears to listen.

She was a little expectant, and she didn't know whether Hang Feng was dead or not.

System: [……]

"No need." Jiang Yiheng said calmly: "His situation is rather special. The director said that as long as he attends the monthly exams normally, he doesn't need to worry about anything else."

Because he is an illegitimate child, Hang Feng's identity has not been made public, and he is also a very special existence in the class.

Hang Feng rarely comes to class, but his monthly exam scores are always in the top ten of the grade.

When he was in the first year of high school, some people thought Hang Feng was an excellent student and bullied him, but they all "mistakenly" did not end up well.

Later, someone saw Hang Feng coming to school in a limited edition Bugatti, and the director's attitude towards him was always respectful, so they knew that his family background must be good.

Although everyone still doesn't know his true identity, no one dares to provoke him from then on.

Compared to Jiang Yiheng, who is polite but distant, Hang Feng's temperament is rather cold, like a poisonous snake that makes people dare not approach him at all.

But because of that face that is so delicate that it can even be described as beautiful, there are always girls who confess to him, but it's a pity that those love letters finally appeared in the trash can intact.

It is such a person who hates and rejects this world and even himself, but in the end he regards the original owner as his only salvation.

He does not allow his moon to shine on others. In order to keep the moon private, he morbidly keeps the original owner by his side.

Until the end, the original owner couldn't stand such a life and chose to fall from a high building to end his life.

It can be said that Hang Feng was the direct cause of the original owner's death, but even so he was cleared, and from then on he lived a good life again.

Thinking of this, Song Yi shuddered and cursed in his heart -

dead, perverted! ! !

But fortunately, Hang Feng rarely came to class, and under normal circumstances they would not see him very often...

Wait, who is that?

Looking at the black-haired boy who walked in the door, Song Yi's expression froze a little.

There was a band-aid on his face, and he met Song Yi's eyes as soon as he entered the door.

Song Yi immediately lowered his eyes and turned the pen frantically to vent his inner anxiety.

Speak of the devil, didn't Hang Feng get injured yesterday? How come he can come to school today?

Also, didn't he say he wanted to die? How come he is still alive!

The study committee member was a little surprised and said, "Hang Feng? You are here to study."

Hang Feng ignored him and walked to the seat in the corner of the first row and took out a math test paper.

Then... Song Yi looked at Hang Feng with disdain as he walked in front of her.

The other students also looked over at once.

Hang Feng was known to be cold and aloof in the school, but he actually took the initiative to talk to someone? He still had a wound on his face, could he be going to fight or seek revenge?

Hang Feng slapped the test paper on Jiang Yiheng's desk, "No. 1... Oh no, you're No. 2."

After saying that, Hang Feng looked at Song Yi and asked, "Then No. 1, can you explain the problem to me?"

Obviously, Hang Feng's intention was not to do anything else, but looking at the number 143 on Hang Feng's math paper, Song Yi was silent for a few seconds, and then took out her own math paper, with a bright red score of

137.

The original owner's math was relatively "weak" among her grades in various subjects.

So Song Yi turned her head and looked at Jiang Yiheng, who had the highest math score in the entire grade, with a sincere look, and said, "Please, can you explain the problem to us?"

It's not that she can't, but she doesn't want to teach.

Jiang Yiheng: "..."

Hang Feng: "..."

So when Murong Huan came to Class A, she saw this picture.

Jiang Yiheng was explaining math problems to Hang Feng and Song Yi. Hang Feng stood there expressionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking, while Song Yi listened very seriously.

Murong Huan paused, looked at Quan Le and asked, "Is that Hang Feng? Is he here to study? And what's going on with them?"

"I don't know." Quan Le shrugged and said, "Maybe he's studying."

Studying?

Speaking of studying, Quan Le immediately looked at his deskmate and asked seriously, "Do you know how to solve that problem?"

The deskmate shook his head and said timidly, "That problem is beyond the syllabus, the teacher didn't explain it... so..."

"Don't say so, just listen if you don't know! How can you surpass Song Yi if you keep doing this?" Quan Le never forgot his original intention and remembered the original goal he set for his deskmate.

So Quan Le looked at his deskmate with hatred, and when his head was lowered, he grabbed his collar and pulled him in front of Jiang Yiheng, and squeezed in.

Jiang Yiheng put down his pen and asked, "What's the matter?"

Then Quan Le looked at Jiang Yiheng awkwardly, and imitated Song Yi and said, "Please, explain this question to him again."

Jiang Yiheng: "..."

Song Yi: "..."

Murong Huan: "..."

Seeing this, Murong Huan left directly, because she felt that these nerds in Class A seemed to have some problems with their brains.

When Jiang Yiheng finished explaining this question, the bell for class rang.

Hang Feng had no intention of staying here any longer, so he turned around with the paper and walked back to his seat.

He casually stuffed the test paper into the drawer and fell asleep on the table.

The teacher was lecturing on the stage and was used to Hang Feng's way of attending class, or maybe it was good enough that he could come.

Song Yi held her chin with one hand, but she couldn't help looking at Hang Feng's back and began to think wildly.

It's really strange, he must have been seriously injured. In the original plot, he was taken care of by the original owner for three whole days before he recovered. How come he can come to school today?

Is he trying to scam people? What a scheming person.

As Song Yi continued to think, a piece of chalk hit her head directly, and the teacher's scolding voice rang out, "Song Yi! What are you looking at? Listen to the class!"

Song Yi quickly sat up straight, staring at the blackboard without looking away, took the pen back in her hand, and listened to the class attentively.

At this moment, Hang Feng raised his head, he looked back at Song Yi, and the expression in his eyes was obscure.

If he hadn't seen her photo on the college forum today, he wouldn't know who she was, let alone decide to come to school on the spur of the moment.

He was originally expecting to see an expression of shock or fear on her face, just like those people before.

But she looked too calm, as if nothing had happened yesterday.

Hang Feng frowned slightly. Could it be that she... forgot him?

Thinking of this possibility, Hang Feng suddenly felt a little bad.

Today is Monday, and after the second class, we have to go to the playground to gather for the weekly morning meeting.

The eighty-year-old principal held the microphone on the stage and read the speech with emotion. This Friday is the annual sports meeting.

The senior high school students study hard and also need to combine work with rest, so the principal actively encourages every student to participate.

Song Yi was not interested. After the meeting, she went directly to the convenience store and picked a cup of favorite strawberry milk.

Just when she was paying the bill, a hand suddenly stretched out in front of her and slapped five yuan on the table, "Pay the bill, it's hers."

Song Yi slowly raised her head and saw Hang Feng who appeared out of nowhere, and pursed her lips.

Their eyes met, and Hang Feng stared at her.

In this way, she would always remember who he was.

Song Yi pointed to the five yuan on the table and asked him to confirm, "Your treat?"

Hang Feng nodded.

Song Yi's face showed embarrassment. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something but seemed to be struggling to organize the words.

Hang Feng chuckled. Now that he almost pointed it out directly, let's see how she can continue to pretend.

Forget it, just stop at the right time. He is not such a boring person.

Hang Feng opened his mouth to say something, but Song Yi spoke first -

"Eight yuan, not enough money."

Hang Feng reached for his pocket, but paused when he felt it was empty.

He didn't have the habit of carrying cash with him, and his cell phone was forgotten in the classroom.

In short, he had no money.

Suddenly, for the first time in his life, Hang Feng experienced an emotion called embarrassment.

Song Yi understood, so she looked at him sincerely, "It turns out that you only have the five dollars I gave you, so pitiful."

Hang Feng: "..."

He wanted to explain himself, but he didn't know where to start.

Hearing Song Yi's words, she should remember him, but now it seems that there is a new misunderstanding, so it is better not to explain.

Song Yi took out another ten-yuan bill to pay the bill, and then stuffed the two coins in the change and the five-yuan bill on the table into Hang Feng's hand, looking at him with a sympathetic expression, "We are all classmates, you take it."

It is mentioned in the original plot that Hang Feng hates others sympathizing with him the most. The reason why he likes the original owner is because the original owner is kind and sincere and treats everyone equally and respectfully.

Looking down at the seven yuan in his hand, Hang Feng couldn't help but speak, saying what he didn't have time to say that day.

He said word by word: "I'm not a beggar."

"Yeah." Song Yi nodded obediently and responded to Hang Feng's words, as if to protect his pitiful self-esteem, she saw through it but didn't say it, saying: "I know, you're just poor, it doesn't matter."

Hang Feng: "..."

Why did it turn out like this? It seems even more unclear.

That's not right, isn't she also an excellent student? Why should I sympathize with him?