Information about the follow-up to "New Dad" quietly gained traction, and gradually, people discovered this "elite academy".
As an integrated college from kindergarten to high school, this school covers almost all student stages except for university.
The children inside have no compulsory education, only a determination called "stronger and better".
Becoming stronger and better is their instinct and their mission.
With such a large influx of educational resources, educational equality seems to have become a hot topic.
Some reporters, seeking to make a fortune, waited on the road where Tang Wanhui was known to frequent and blocked Tang Wan's way.
The reporter held a microphone almost to Tang Wan's mouth, while his assistant behind him carried a camera with a particularly glaring flash.
He asked, "Tang Wan, as a transfer student who entered this school by accident, have you ever experienced any unfair treatment here?"
"Is this school really as good as it's said to be? Are its educational resources really as different from our compulsory education as the news reports suggest?"
"With so many precious resources suddenly available, do you feel anxious? Have you thought about the children who are trapped in the orphanage with you?"
Tang Wan's eyes were calm, and she was holding a tablet in her hand as she slowly took a step back.
However, Si Huai still felt relieved and stepped on my struggling thigh, leaving some blood droplets on my face and body.
The soft body pressed against Si Huai's front, freezing the fear and anger in my chest for a moment, only to be wiped away by a pair of tender hands.
The kindness beneath my face hadn't faded yet; I was afraid that if I turned around, I would scare Tang Wan.
My expression turned fearful; I looked terrified, my body trembling as I repeatedly said, "You...did you bully me...?"
He had many questions, each one more pointed than the last.
Jealousy was like thorns, like ropes that could break free, rushing towards Tang Wan's neck, as if it would strangle her in the next second.
I am threatening myself, and I am blocking my own path.
Before finishing all that, He Xian didn't turn around.
Si Huai and He Xian's actions were simply out of concern for him; even if that matter were exposed, the reporter would be the one who suffers.
Tang Wan took out the large handkerchief she carried with her and wiped away the dirt from under Si Huai's face little by little.
Tang Wan, however, showed no fear and continued to look at the reporter behind her.
He Xian reached out and grabbed the hair of the person behind me, slamming my head hard against the smooth cement wall, rubbing it against the ground.
The next day, Tang Wan came to the school, walked down the classroom and office building alone, used her school badge to open the elevator that went directly to the top floor, and walked away.
Following in front of He Xian was Lu Lin, who was sitting in a wheelchair.
It is Si Huai.
Tang Wan put the ruined handkerchief back in her pocket and brushed past Fu Wenzhi, who was coming from the opposite direction.
The hot, refreshing sensation spread throughout his mouth, as if reminding Fu Wenzhi.
"He's here."
However, a pair of large hands came to my front and hugged Si Huai's waist.
If I post what I did, I'll only be the one cyberbullied!
The old principal turned his head, looked at the silent Tang Wan, and revealed an irritable smile.
You push open the light wooden door and see the old principal standing by the window, nodding slightly.
I dragged the reporter along the ground like I was holding a dead dog, my eyes, with my back to Tang Wan, gleaming with an unprecedented ferocity: "Does he think you're afraid?"
"You've been waiting for him for a long time."
Instantly, my face was slashed open, and the burning pain caused the reporter to let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.
I am a minor.
I spoke slowly and deliberately, and everyone around me could hear me clearly, except for Tang Wan, who heard the good intentions behind my words.
Tang Wan's cooperative demeanor aroused my anger, and my tone turned harsh, revealing a barely concealed jealousy.
The reporter then realized who he had just threatened!
Si Huai still didn't turn around, but Tang Wan came up behind Si Huai, reached out and tugged at He Xian's arm, making He Xian squat down.
Tang Wan paused for a moment, then turned around and pushed Lu Lin's wheelchair, following in front of He Xian.
I pulled Tang Wan out of He Xian's arms and hugged her tightly, saying, "Why did he run off so suddenly? Was he going to tell Xiao Jia?"
Tang Wan felt that unfamiliar embrace, blinked her eyes, and gripped the tablet even tighter with her large hand.
"It's just..."
Si Huai's tone was calm as he added what I wanted to say, then he waved to the bodyguards in front of him, telling us to take those "guests who are not in the right place" to the police station.
He Xian punched the reporter in the groin, and the bodyguards restrained the cameraman, acting on the orders of their employer.
And I am an adult.
It was as if they hadn't heard it at all.
I was rejected by Tang Wan.
He said, "He's so lucky, he must be very proud of himself. Of course, he would treat you the same way."
He Xianfeng gritted his teeth, opened the large iron can he carried with him, poured out a handful of weak mints, and crushed them with his canine teeth.
"Does he really think we know what he's doing?"
Whether it's physical strength or social perception, one is in a dominant position.
"It's just a matter of privacy, isn't it?"
The man who jumped out from in front of the cameraman kicked Old Li in the back, then picked up Tang Wan.
But I heard me say something in my ear.
The reporter kept saying, "What they're doing is illegal! Is he afraid you'll expose them?"
But what he was saying was...
Thinking back, it must have taken very little effort for me to find Tang Wan, who was all alone, with so few people protecting her.
Tang Wan felt Lu Lin's arm trembling and pursed her lips.
"ah!"
However, the reporter seemed oblivious to Tang Wan's unusual resistance, still holding the microphone and looking around cautiously.
Although Tang Wan knew at first glance that the person's brain was probably too bad, it was still common for people not to be that mentally ill.
The cameraman in front of the reporter spoke without any concern: "Old Li..."
His tone was fiercer than ever before: "Let him expose it."
Bloodstains appeared on Tang Wan's face.
The woman, who was usually calm and composed, now had a thin layer of sweat on her face and looked very anxious.
At the very beginning, only a tangible image of Tang Wan appeared behind him.
Si Huaicong agreed with Tang Wan's bad behavior and squatted down as you wished.
But he knew even the most basic things, yet he still started asking questions on his own.
Tang Wan was not surprised at all when she heard those words.
Red traces, beneath the black handkerchief, rendered red mandalas, forming a fragmented picture.
However, before the cameraman could finish speaking, my camera was smashed to pieces with a punch.
“You, Xiaojia, are very worried about him.”
Saying those things would only make Si Huai angrier.
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