Teacher Zhang looked at his handsome face. Beautiful children always make people feel soft. Teacher Zhang thought to himself that Class 6 was at the bottom anyway, so just take the test. At most, he would be laughed at for a while and then pass.
"Okay then, you will take the exam tomorrow, but don't worry too much about the score. There is still one year left. If you are determined to get into a good school, you can still catch up and work harder." Teacher Zhang encouraged.
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Yu Wenhuang said firmly: "Teacher, don't worry, I won't let you down."
Teacher Zhang smiled and said, "Well, that's good, let's go back."
Yes, no matter how disappointed you are, how can you be disappointed? How many questions did you get right?
"Goodbye, teacher!" Yu Wenhuang bowed again.
Teacher Zhang still made some amends in his mind. At least this child is polite, right?
After self-study in the evening, Yu Wenhuang returned to the dormitory. There was a phone at the door of the dormitory. He called home. Professor Yuan and his family were listening. He asked about the situation. Yu Wenhuang said: "The teacher likes me very much, and so do my classmates. They are still here tonight."
I was given a welcome party in the dormitory, and they were very nice to me, don’t worry!”
"That's good, that's good!" Yuan's mother said happily on the phone.
This child is not worried about his grades. The only worry is that he will be bullied by his classmates. Since his classmates like him so much, then don't worry.
"I just had a fight. He said that no one among his classmates had time to pay attention to him. Everyone was busy studying and burning the midnight oil to fight."
Yu Wenhuang said oh and hung up the phone.
The fourth brother entered the top class, and everyone was working hard to get into the top class.
He turned around and entered the dormitory. There were six people in a dormitory. It was not that enemies did not get together. Li Jianhui shared a dormitory with him, as did his deskmate Li Zhiyue, and there were three others who all had a particularly good relationship with Li Jianhui.
They also didn't call each other by names, but called each other by nicknames. Li Jianhui was called Da Touhui, Li Zhiyue was short bench, and the other three were called Lame. He had short legs, so he was called Lame.
A man named Stingy Ming was notoriously stingy.
There is also a man named Beast, who is tall and thick and has extremely dark skin. He is of mixed Chinese and African descent, but he grew up in China.
Yu Wenhuang walked to his bed and was about to sit down when he saw shampoo and shower gel poured over the entire mattress. He couldn't sleep at all.
He glanced at several people in his dormitory. They were all smiling and chatting, as if they had nothing to do with him, but they all had malicious smiles on their faces.
"Can I know why?" Yu Wenhuang asked.
"Idiot!" Li Jianhui stood up and pushed him, "You asked why and wanted to file a complaint."
Yu Wenhuang took a step back, letting his push go to waste, "I don't mean to file a complaint, but you have to have a reason to target someone, right? Why? Just because I'm new here?"
The Chinese-African hybrid beast crossed its legs and said, "Who told you to have a pretty face? Wu Jiahui is still talking to you. Everyone knows that Da Touhui likes Wu Jiahui."
Yu Wenhuang frowned, how childish.
"Li Jianhui, come out with me!" Yu Wenhuang said.
"Fight? Who's afraid of whom?" Li Jianhui immediately grabbed his wrist and walked out.
Several classmates behind him immediately started shouting, wanting to see the pretty boy get beaten.
As soon as he came out of the corridor of the dormitory, Yu Wenhuang suddenly turned around, quickly grabbed Li Jianhui by the back of his neck and pushed him against the wall, put his knee on his back, then lifted one of his feet, and heard something click.
He made a sound, then let go of his hand and returned to the dormitory.
However, Li Jianhui seemed to be restrained by something. He could not move in this position. He could not even turn his head and stood there with his cheek against the wall.
"I can't move, I can't move..." He panicked and shouted at the top of his lungs.
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