The sky was still cloudless in the morning, but it became densely clouded in the afternoon. This is a terrible weather for the students of King's Noble School, especially those in Class A, because with their IQ, they do not need to attend classes in the afternoon.
. This kind of weather leaves them (them) with nothing to do.
Yan walked back to the classroom after working in the restaurant. There were no traces of his classmates in the classroom. He packed his schoolbag and walked outside the classroom. I didn’t know when a group of people gathered around the door of the classroom...
"Classmate Yan, it's probably going to rain in this weather soon, so I'll take you home!" Boy No. 1 in Class C stood at the door and said what he thought was a cool pose.
The boy No. 1 in Class E pushed the boy No. 1 in Class C away: "MM, I will take you home. I am the successor of Tianhao Group."
"What's so great about Tianhao Group? Beauty, I am the successor of Kangba International Group. You will not lose the benefits of being my girlfriend." The boy No. 1 in Class B looked so arrogant...
Yan glanced at her watch, "It's too late if she doesn't leave." A cold voice looked at the boys blocking her at the door: "Go away." She walked straight out... There was a hand on Yan's shoulder disrespectfully.
, Yan quickly grasped the hand and broke it hard, only to hear: "Ah! Don't know how to lift, let go quickly."
Yan didn't want to get into too much trouble with these rich kids, not to mention it was almost too late for the promotion job in the mall, so he let go of the rich kids' hand and turned to move forward...
The rich man who was released from his grip said angrily and pointed at Yan's figure: "You are just a country bumpkin! A poor man who works in a restaurant, he sees you as a favor and doesn't know what is good or bad."
Dongfang Zhizun, who forgot to pick up something, walked towards the classroom and happened to hear what he just said. He leaned against the wall leisurely to see how she would solve it.
Yan turned around without forgiveness and looked at the rich man: "It's true that I'm poor, and it's true that I work in a restaurant, but what's wrong with me relying on my own hands to get paid? You think you're rich, right?
?You are wrong. It is your parents who are rich, not you. In fact, you are very poor, so poor that your dignity is based on the money your family gives you. If you don’t have money, you
What will you do? Will you blame others or support yourself? I can't bear your promotion, it's too cheap."
"You have such a good way of saying it, it's so annoying! I like you more and more," the rich man once again looked at this beautiful and self-reliant girl.
Yan stopped paying attention to them... and walked straight forward. As he passed the wall, he said in a low voice: "There is a fee to watch the theater."
Looking at Yan's back, Dongfang Zhizun felt an unknown warmth and "very keen observation" in his heart. At the same time, he felt annoyance. He walked towards the crowd with a playful smile and looked at the rich man who had just spoken rudely.
The Master said: "Tomorrow you will have nothing." After that, he walked away.
The rich man's heart couldn't help but perk up. This irrefutable tone and captivating eyes didn't sound like arrogance. He clenched his fists and sneered: "Haha... this joke is not funny at all."