This He Sichen is a legendary prodigy as powerful as his elder brother.
He had only been at Shuanglong County High School for one semester, yet he swept the top spot in the monthly, midterm, and final exams, and was just one point away from sharing the top spot with Lu Jingxing, who always got perfect scores.
They are currently ranked second in the entire school, just one point behind.
Following Lu Jingxing, He Sichen has become a new legendary figure in Shuanglong County.
Now everyone in Shuanglong County knows he is a child prodigy.
Their meeting was, in a way, a tragic fate.
Two months ago, He Sichen's older sister, He Yurou, suddenly confessed her feelings to Lu Jingxing after school.
He rejected her.
This made her cry as she went home.
When He Sichen found out, he was furious.
His older sister is the eldest daughter of the He family in the north of the city, a darling of the capital's high society.
She was pursued by a constant stream of men, who could line up from the north to the west of the city.
So he went straight to his sister's defense, and the two ended up fighting, but became friends in the end.
"Hmm, it tastes pretty good." He Sichen picked up a piece of chicken breast and put it in his mouth, chewing slowly.
It tasted just as delicious as he had imagined.
It seems to still taste like my mother's.
That autumn evening, with my mother busy in the kitchen, the aroma of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea filling the air.
He quickly ate the remaining three or four pieces of chicken without making a sound or smacking his lips.
Although he ate quickly, his movements were elegant, showing that he had a good upbringing and had learned table manners.
"I'm sorry, everyone. I just couldn't resist. Please forgive me, I'll buy some snacks to share next time."
Seeing that the plate was empty, He Sichen realized that he had been impolite and hurriedly apologized, then prepared to win everyone over with delicious food.
"It's alright, you eat! We're full too," Lu Chunhe said casually.
Unexpectedly, He Sichen would like his mother's mushroom stewed chicken so much.
Although it tastes pretty good, it's just a home-cooked dish, nowhere near as delicious as the delicacies served at He Sichen's house.
The dozen or so students present also chimed in.
They dared not look down on He Sichen; he was a wealthy man. Just by looking at his demeanor and attire, it was clear that he was not someone an ordinary family like theirs could look down on or gossip about.
"Didn't you eat at home?" Lu Jingxing asked softly.
"I'm full! But I could smell the aroma of mushroom stewed chicken outside, so I followed the smell all the way here, only to find that it was coming from your place."
He Sichen put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a tissue.
He was wearing the blue and white school uniform of Shuanglong High School. Although the uniform wasn't very nice, it looked especially good on him, and he had a very special aura about him.
It seems that even the ugly school uniform looks good because of his handsome appearance.
Of course, the three Lu brothers are in good shape and look good in school uniforms. They are not ugly or unsophisticated at all.
"Why are you at school tonight? You don't have to attend evening self-study." Lu Jingxing chatted with He Sichen casually.
"Can't I even say a few words to you?"
I don't believe it.
Believe it or not.
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Lujia Village
As dawn broke, Yunping got up and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
I have to go to the county town today to deliver a plate of braised pork to Lu Jingxing.
We also need to buy Anwan two new outfits, a pair of cloth shoes, and a pair of slippers.
Lu Zhili and Lu Yanshu also want to buy two pairs of shoes and two new outfits.
Since Lu Jiayan couldn't walk, all I could do was buy him two new outfits and a book he liked as compensation.
An Wan, who had gone to bed early and was well-rested, was awakened by Yun Ping's soft footsteps.
As soon as Yunping left, she immediately entered the space.
"Kitty—kitty—"
As soon as she entered, An Wan couldn't wait to see the cat.
Seeing that there was no sign of the cat outside the bamboo house, she felt a pang of anxiety and quickly rushed inside.
After searching several rooms, I finally found the cat in a small room, its head held high, looking at the three portraits hanging on the wall.
The portrait of this woman and two men should be his three short-lived former owners.
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