Chapter 7 Beginning

The new semester has begun again, and the cold school gradually becomes lively. Many students enter the school gate one after another. Some go to the classroom in groups, and one person drags a suitcase to the student dormitory. This remote small county town

Close to the countryside.

Therefore, there is only one middle school, and children living in small counties and rural areas can only drag their suitcases all the way to choose crowded dormitories. Of course, some children in counties live in dormitories.

Some people like to study freely and freely, some prefer to live independently, and some are forced to do so.

But even though Yan Manjia wanted to leave the house that had abused her for more than ten years, her father would never let her leave. He wanted Yan Manjia to continue to endure the pain and all the dirty work in that house.

Everyone will surround Yan Manjia.

Now that she is back in that house, she is alone. Her father is recuperating at her mother's house and will not come back. She is neither happy nor sad. She is still living in this happy house.

But her life will be easier than before. Her father Wang Xunrong and her brother will live with her in the house above her.

The classroom was noisy, with students copying homework in a hurry, and students playing with their mobile phones. The students who were making noise in the corridor saw the class teacher walking out of the office. The classmates hurried into the classroom to remind the students who were catching up on their homework to stop doing their homework and let the students who were playing with their mobile phones do so.

Stay away.

Within a few seconds, everyone was ready to wait for the head teacher to enter the classroom. However, what was different from usual was that after the head teacher came in, a boy with a brand new face walked into the classroom. A ray of sunshine hit Wang Zici, a boy who was full of sunshine and neither tall nor short.

The boy caught the eyes of all the students in Class 3, Grade 3.

The classmate at the same table pushed the classmate next to him who was busy writing and catching up on homework, and raised his head slightly. The classmate who was doing homework gave a "tsk" sound, looked up perfunctorily, and then suddenly raised his head to look at Wang Zici in surprise.

, the work at hand did not stop.

The female students in the class were all having fun, whispering to each other, and there was also a very nymphomaniac female student who kept looking at Wang Zici quietly.

Yan Manjia, who was concentrating on her studies, did not notice Wang Zici.

Wang Zici saw Yan Manjia sitting in the back and reading a book meticulously and deliberately raised her voice and said: "I am the prince..."

The whole class was stunned. They didn't expect someone to be so confident that their parents named him Prince. There were also several other male students laughing.

Wang Zici didn't pay attention to the reactions of his classmates. When he saw that Yan Manjia didn't respond, he sighed softly. The class teacher standing aside coughed deliberately a few times and looked at Wang Zici.

Wang Zici glanced at the head teacher and put aside his pretense.

"Hello everyone, my surname is Wang Zi, my name is Wang Zi, my son is Wang Zi. Farewell words, Zi Zi's words."

Wang Zici bowed politely to his classmates.

"It's hypocritical. Prince Ci is right. Without the prince's life, don't mention this status that is irrelevant to you."

A carefree boy sitting next to the pile of brooms said sarcastically.

As soon as Yan Manjia heard the words "Wang Zici", she immediately put down the book, frowned slightly, looked up and saw the boy who asked her to call her brother, her mouth was slightly open, and her expression was slightly surprised.

"Ignore him, there is an extra table in the back corner."

The head teacher nodded to the corner next to Yan Manjia.

Wang Zici didn't care at all about the voice just now and raised his brows. He smiled happily, holding his schoolbag in one hand and walked straight to the back of Yan Manjia. Yan Manjia kept her head lowered for fear that Wang Zici would let her sit next to her.

, Wang Zici placed his schoolbag on the table in the corner, holding both ends of the table with his two hands.

The conceited boy patted the table, attracting Wang Zici's attention, and asked him to sit next to him. Yan Manjia and the boy were both in the last row, and there was no one next to them.

The head teacher noticed the boy's behavior, walked up to him, and said to him in a deafening voice: "If you don't study hard, you can't influence others."

The boy rolled his eyes at the class teacher, then lay down on the table and pretended to sleep.

Yan Manjia buried her head in math, praying silently in her heart not to sit next to her, please, please!

With a "pop" sound, Wang Zici placed the table next to Yan Manjia. When he was about to sit down, his butt just touched the bench surface and the bench tilted.

"Teacher, the bench is broken."

Wang Zici stood behind Yan Manjia and said with a refreshing voice.

The head teacher looked at the bench under the table and said perfunctorily: "I'll go to the security room later and have a look."

"I don't know where."

The head teacher pursed his lips, pointed to Yan Manjia next to him and said, "She will take you there."

Yan Manjia saw the head teacher's finger pointing at her, slowly raised her head and stood up helplessly, and nodded.

Wang Zici put his schoolbag in the desk and followed Yan Manjia out of the classroom. After walking down the stairs, Wang Zici took out a snack from his pocket and waved it in front of Yan Manjia's eyes, showing a sunny smile.

"It's very delicious. Try it."

"Thank you, I won't eat it."

Five fluttering words once again hit Wang Zici's heart.

In the security room, Wang Zici was looking for a bench. Yan Manjia wanted to go back to the classroom, but Wang Zici asked him to wait for him.

Yan Manjia stood outside and waited quietly.

Soon the class bell rang, and the teacher in the security room said: "Forget it, you can take this rubber bench first."

Wang Zici looked at the stool of a tall man dressed in blue and tender skin, and looked at his sister who was anxiously waiting for him outside. He had to take the stool and say thank you.

"Report."

This class was the class teacher's class. The math teacher who was writing equations on the blackboard glanced at the door of the classroom and knew that they were because Wang Zici didn't have a bench. He nodded and let them in. The class teacher squinted and saw something blue floating by.

, stopped his hand, turned around and called to Wang Zici, and said, "Isn't there a new bench yet?"

Wang Zici nodded and then ran to his seat and sat on the stool. However, the stool was too high and was inconvenient. He curled his lips and heard the sound of the basketball hitting the ground. His eyes suddenly lit up and he looked out the window at the teachers playing basketball.

, looking very excited.

Yan Manjia pushed his hand. He wanted to turn around and ask his sister what was wrong, but he saw the head teacher walking next to Yan Manjia.

"Do you know the questions? I'll let you read them if you know the questions."

The class teacher spoke to Wang Zici in a contemptuous tone. Wang Zici walked directly to the podium without even looking at the blackboard. When he passed by the class teacher, the class teacher laughed at Wang Zici's courage to step onto the podium.

Wang ZiCi stared at the function questions on the blackboard, slowly closed his eyes and began to think without distraction.

A classmate sitting next to the podium leaned over and saw Wang Zici's expression and couldn't help but smile.

He whispered: "The class representative didn't even write about the last question, you...hehehehe."

After saying that, he turned to look at the math class representative. Seeing the syllabus staring at him, he quickly turned around and closed his mouth tightly.

This question was the last question in the mathematics final exam last semester and was very difficult. No student in this grade got a single point. Even if the process was correct but the result was wrong, no one was given a point.

Because this is strictly required in accordance with the college entrance examination system.

After a while, Wang Zici stepped down from the podium and handed the chalk to the class teacher with both hands, and then sat down in his seat. Yan Manjia looked at the questions on the blackboard carefully that Wang Zici had calculated. Wang Zici saw his sister's serious and lovely expression, and the corners of his mouth rose.

, gently patted my sister on the shoulder.

"Wait a minute, brother..., bah, I'll teach you."

The class teacher quickly walked to the podium and stared at the formula of Yipara written by Wang Zici on the blackboard. He turned around and looked at Wang Zici who was looking out the window to watch basketball with suspicion, and shook his head in disbelief.

, she had no time to react that there was such a smart student in her class.

Harbor City

At noon on a scorching day, there was a man tied to a tree in a forest with fallen trees. His originally clean suit turned dirty and he looked embarrassed.

Not far away, a tall man with a figure as tall as a wallpaper came into view. Wang Geyan leaned his whole body against the edge of the tree.

He stretched out his hand to gently touch the green leaves on the branches. The sunlight shone through the gaps between the criss-crossing branches and shone on Wang Ge and Yan Yan's face. His skin color matched his milky-white high-priced suit, and his hands were slender and white.

"It's been one day since your deadline. When will the debt be paid?"

Assistant Xiao Chen sat in front of the tied man, eating sweet nuts in his mouth, and said fiercely.

The debtor looked pitiful and said, "My company has gone bankrupt. I will give you a few more days of grace."

The debtor swallowed nervously. The sun was shining directly on his body. He was sweating profusely and his lips were chapped. He kept licking his lips with his tongue, looking very thirsty.

Assistant Xiao Chen saw his appearance and turned to look at Wang Geyan.

An unknown animal suddenly jumped out of the tree, and it jumped onto Wang Geyan's strong yet soft chest and fell to the ground.

Xiao Chen, who was sitting, quickly got up and stepped forward to check that Wang Geyan was okay. Wang Geyan pushed Xiao Chen away, squatted down and walked gently behind the little squirrel, slowly picked up the little squirrel with both hands, and held it in his arms.

, when he saw that there was obvious blood on his hands, his thickly slender eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"Chen Shi, go to the car and get the medical kit."

Assistant Chen Shi said oh and ran out of the forest.

Wang Geyan carefully bandaged the little squirrel's wounds and carefully checked the little squirrel's limbs several times. There were no other wounds.

Wang Geyan hugged the little squirrel and prepared to leave.

"No, he...what should he do?"

Wang Geyan glanced at the debtor who had fainted and was tied up.

"To fend for itself."

Wang Geyan said these four words coldly and then walked out of the forest.
To be continued...