Chapter 101 Chapter 101 Junior High School.
Junior high school, Class 1 classroom.
It's break time now and the classroom is a bit noisy.
But there was one corner that seemed very quiet.
Amidst the commotion, Qin Moran sat at his desk, doing his homework.
His sitting posture is very pleasing to the eye, neither too upright nor too lazy.
The classroom was very noisy, but he seemed to automatically block out the noise and was doing his homework seriously.
The sunlight from outside the window shone on him through the glass, casting a golden light on the ends of his eyelashes.
Chen Yu was playing games on his phone openly, but he muted his phone so as not to disturb his friend's studies.
The two have been good friends since kindergarten.
Chen Yu had his eye on Qin Moran, and he begged his parents to send him to wherever Qin Moran went to school.
His parents doted on him as their only son, so they naturally met his requests. After all, their family had no shortage of money and connections.
A few minutes later, Qin Moran finished a big math problem, finally put down his pen, and breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Xu Zhixia in the front row said quietly, "You were so focused on the test! I stared at you like a hole, and you didn't even respond!"
Qin Moran blinked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Xu Zhixia was extremely jealous and said, "I was wondering, how on earth did your eyelashes manage to be longer than mine? And your face is actually whiter than mine? Is there any justice in this world?!"
Xu Zhixia has repeated these words many times.
Qin Moran smiled helplessly and didn't answer her.
Chen Yu paused the game and nonchalantly replied, "No, Sister Xu, your personality is more manly than any other man. Why do you care so much about your appearance?"
Xu Zhixia smiled and asked, "What did you just say? Why don't you say it again?"
As he spoke, he rolled up the book in his hand, feeling that it would hit Shen Yu's head in the next second.
Chen Yu quickly admitted her mistake: "I'm sorry, Sister Xu, I was wrong! You are beautiful and quiet, and you are the most ladylike one in our class!!"
He swore that this was the most unscrupulous thing he had ever said in his life.
Xu Zhixia successfully threatened the person, snorted coldly, turned her head, and her high ponytail drew a graceful arc in the air.
Qin Moran looked at his two friends making noise and smiled too.
Soon, the class bell rang.
This is the last class on Friday.
The head teacher walked in.
Qin Moran sat down seriously.
Chen Yu also hurriedly hid his phone in the desk.
Even though their head teacher is a female teacher who just graduated, she has a strong deterrent effect.
Every time she stared at someone, the look behind her lenses was scary, so no one in the class dared to mess with her.
The head teacher walked up to the podium, first looking around at everyone in the classroom, and then spoke sternly: "I thought there would be many high-scoring students in the class on this English test, but it turns out that only Qin Moran scored above 140. What about the others? They're all giving me a hard time, right?"
The classmates in the class immediately exclaimed in surprise, and many people looked at Qin Moran.
Qin Moran sat in his seat with a calm expression.
The head teacher said, "You really should take a closer look at how hard Qin Moran works. But what about you? I've repeatedly emphasized that studying is for yourselves, not for others..."
After criticizing the students as usual, the head teacher said, "Now take the papers away and let everyone see where they made mistakes."
Qin Moran also got his English test paper, which clearly showed a high score of 146.
Even though Chen Yu didn't study at all, he was shocked by the score and gave Qin Moran a thumbs up: "Great!"
Qin Moran said sincerely, "It's not that bad actually. I've been learning English with a tutor since I was a kid, so naturally I know more than others."
Shen Yu emphasized: "But you have also worked hard enough."
Qin Moran stopped refusing this time. He was a pragmatic person.
Xu Zhixia, who was standing in front of them, also turned around. "Tsk tsk, your score is too high! Not only are you better looking than others, but your grades are also better than others. How are we supposed to live like this?"
Qin Moran smiled and said, "Where did you lose points? Do you want me to help you check?"
Xu Zhixia, who always acted in a hurry, slapped the test paper over to him and said, "I've been waiting for you to say that!!"
The class passed quickly.
The homeroom teacher rested his hands on the podium, glanced at everyone, and said, "I hope today's test will serve as a wake-up call for everyone to study harder from now on, and not regret it until the last minute. Okay, that's all for today's class. The study committee will collect the homework assigned yesterday."
After saying that, she left the classroom holding her lesson plan.
Qin Moran, the study committee member, also began to collect everyone's homework.
Collecting homework from other students went smoothly, but when it came to collecting homework from a few troublemakers in the class, they sat in their seats like hooligans, looking at Qin Moran arrogantly: "Collecting homework? We don't have any."
Qin Moran stood in front of them holding a stack of homework and said calmly, "Please take out your homework."
The troublemaker at the head sneered, "I already said no more."
Qin Moran repeated calmly, "Hand in your homework."
A boy stood up and said, "No, you don't understand what we're saying? Or do you think you're so great just because you're a study committee member?"
Qin Moran watched him act calmly, and said calmly, "Whether I'm great or not has nothing to do with you. Now, hand in your homework."
“…”
These boys disliked Qin Moran and wanted to give him a warning, but they didn't expect him to ignore them.
In the end, the boys took out their homework books while cursing and handed them to Qin Moran.
Qin Moran ignored them, put away his homework and went to the office.
Several boys gnashed their teeth.
"Isn't this Qin Moran really too arrogant?"
"I've been wanting to give him a beating for a long time."
"He looks like a pretty boy. I can beat him to death with one punch. It's just those ignorant girls who are screaming there every day."
"It's just that those girls have a problem with their aesthetic sense. I think they are all blind."
"Those girls said he was some school hunk, but I think he's more like a weed on the side of the road."
“…”
A group of boys were there feeling indignant.
At this time, Xu Zhixia happened to pass by with her schoolbag on her back and heard these words.
The corners of her mouth twitched as she walked towards the group of boys.
When these boys saw Xu Zhixia coming, they couldn't help but sit up straighter, their eyes shining.
Xu Zhixia is the recognized beauty in their class. Although she has a bit of a tough personality, she is beautiful.
A boy asked attentively, "Zhixia, what do you want to talk to us about?"
Xu Zhixia, carrying her schoolbag and shoving her hands in her school uniform pockets, looked at the boys with a forced smile. "It's nothing, I just wanted to remind you all that if you're ugly, you should know your own limitations and stop slandering those who are actually handsome behind their backs! Because that will only make you look even more disgusting and filthy!"
These boys were full of vigor and vitality, and they could not bear to hear such insults. They all stood up from their seats and said, "What the hell are you talking about? Who are you calling ugly?"
Xu Zhixia, a girl, faced four or five boys without shying away: "It's obviously you guys I'm talking about! If you had a mirror at home, you wouldn't be so arrogant! Did Qin Moran provoke you? You keep saying bad things about him, aren't you afraid of your tongue getting rotten?!"
The boys clenched their fists and were about to take action.
At this moment, squad leader Zhao Hang accurately grasped the conflict here and immediately came over to maintain order: "What are you doing?"
His voice is firm and upright, and he looks upright and honest.
When the boys saw Zhao Hang, they felt unhappy, but they had to stop.
It’s mainly because of Zhao Hang, who is very principled. As the class monitor, he will really manage everyone in the class.
Even if you don't accept it, he will continue to reason with you until you are convinced. If that doesn't work, he will report it to the teacher or even to the school leaders...
In short, it would be very troublesome if you were entangled with him.
These boys had suffered a lot today. They cursed softly a few times, picked up their schoolbags and left the classroom.
Zhao Hang walked towards Xu Zhixia and asked with concern, "Zhixia, are you okay?"
Xu Zhixia raised her eyebrows proudly. "Of course it's okay. I don't even care about those kinds of people. But thanks, squad leader. I'm leaving now."
After saying that, he left the classroom humming a song.
The other side.
Qin Moran went to the office to hand in his homework, then walked out of the teaching building.
Their school has a blue and white uniform, and the color combination is particularly beautiful and refreshing.
Countless boys and girls walk around the huge campus, and youth is everywhere.
Qin Moran looks even more outstanding in this school uniform.
He has a slim figure with well-proportioned features, and the blue and white school uniform really complements him.
Many girls in the grade secretly liked him, and they would always pretend to pass by their class and look inside the window.
However, Qin Moran did not notice this because his mind was on studying.
Xu Zhixia often sighed for him, saying that he had wasted his good looks.
Faced with this joke, Qin Moran just smiled and passed it off.
Qin Moran walked across the playground, came to a bicycle parking area, and found his bicycle.
He was very low-key and never showed off his wealthy family background. He rode a bicycle to and from school every day, so few people in the school knew that he was actually the beloved young master of the Qin family.
Qin Moran thought this was fine. After all, it would be weird to talk about family background every day, so he would just let things take their course.
Soon, he unlocked his bike and rode forward.
The young man walked through the teaching buildings and came to a tree-lined path.
On the path, a girl had been waiting for a long time. When she saw Qin Moran appear, she hurriedly took a few steps forward and called out with a blushing face, "Classmate Qin Moran!"
Qin Moran pressed the brakes, stopped, and said politely, "Hello, what can I do for you?"
His voice is also very nice, like the breeze in early spring, a little cold, but very soft.
The girl's face turned completely red, and she stuttered for a long time without saying anything. She just threw a pink envelope in her hand into the basket in front of Qin Moran's bicycle, then turned around and ran away.
Qin Moran said, "Hey..."
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell what was in the envelope, and he wanted to return it.
Unfortunately, the girl had already run away.
Qin Moran looked at the things in the basket and felt a little embarrassed.
Finally, he sighed, leaned forward a little, and took the envelope.
This is not the first time he has faced such a situation.
He usually returns it on the spot, but in situations like this where he can't return it, he can only put the envelope away.
But he never opened it to read it, he would just take it home and put it aside.
After all, it would be very rude to just throw it away.
Qin Moran put the envelope away and rode his bike forward again.
I rode all the way out of the campus gate and saw an asphalt road ahead.
Qin Moran rode his bike forward.
The wind at the end of September had gradually become cooler, blowing up the hair on his forehead and revealing his delicate face.
Before I knew it, school has already started for a month.
Time flies.
Qin Moran was thinking about something while riding his bicycle.
Soon, he caught a glimpse of a stall out of the corner of his eye.
The stall is across the street.
An elderly grandfather is selling oranges.
Qin Moran paused, then turned the bicycle around and rode back.
When he reached a zebra crossing, he rode across it and finally arrived at the stall across the street.
Seeing that there was a customer coming, the old man's cloudy eyes brightened up a little: "Little kid, would you like to buy some oranges?"
Qin Moran nodded: "Yes."
Then he got off his bicycle and said, "Grandpa, I want all of these."
The old man was a little shocked: "You want all of it? I have a lot here, you can't finish it."
Qin Moran smiled and said, "It's okay, I have a lot of family members."
As he spoke, he took the initiative to take the bag and started packing the oranges.
The old man was worried that it would get damaged if he took it home, but at the same time he couldn't help feeling happy.
It was getting late now, and he was worried that he wouldn't be able to sell all of them. But now, they were all sold out in one go.
Qin Moran quickly finished filling the old man's basket with all the oranges, then said, "Grandpa, weigh them and see how much they are."
"well!"
The old man was so excited that his voice trembled a little.
When we finally weighed it, the total was 38 yuan.
Qin Moran took out a 50-yuan note from his schoolbag and handed it over.
The old man was about to give him change.
Qin Moran had already hung the bag on the handlebars and got on his bike. "Grandpa, no need to look for it. I'm leaving now. You should go home early too."
The old man took two steps and said, "How can this be possible? I still owe you 12."
"It's okay, go home early."
The young man had already ridden his bicycle forward, and the beautiful sound dissipated in the evening breeze.
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