"Chen Zhu, you know best, don't you?" The head teacher of Class 8 turned to Chen Zhu, "The first analysis you received was from classmate Bai Zian. I thought the fact that Bai Zian allocated the quota to Tang Ming was enough. It shows that she doesn’t care about this at all.”
"Classmate Ren, you yourself said that you must be absolutely fair. I think you were right, so I decided to withhold her analysis on behalf of classmate Bai Zian without authorization to give you the fairness you need."
Chen Zhu suddenly raised his head.
Of course he knew that the first answer was Bai Zian's. He even asked the teacher at that time.
But the other party didn't tell him who he was, and only asked him if he was willing to team up with Bai Zian.
He refused.
It turns out that Bai Zian actually had the idea of giving the analysis to them later?
Ren Wanxuan was very upset.
Bai Zian actually agreed to give it to them?
She has always felt that people will be punished if they don't do it for themselves. In this kind of competitive relationship, even she and Chen will be on guard against each other.
Bai Zian actually agreed to show them the analysis?
"It's time for class, you two go back to class first." The head teacher of Class 8 continued to look down at the lesson plan.
The two left with complicated emotions.
**
There are two canteens in Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.
One is the canteen built when the school was founded, and the other is a small canteen donated by the Ren family.
Prices in the small canteen are high, and I heard that the chef is a five-star chef.
But except for those in Class 8, other students rarely go.
Well water does not interfere with river water.
So when Lu Xiaohan came back from dinner and saw Chen Wei at the door of the cafeteria, he frowned, "Why is she here?"
"Who is it?" Zhang Shize held two bottles of drinks and passed her to look for Bai Qian and Ning Xiao.
Ning Xiao, who had always been alone, had dinner with them at noon today. Lu Xiaohan, who had experienced studying together on Saturday, was no longer surprised.
The long table was full.
Zhang Shize handed the two bottles of drinks to Ning Xiao and Bai Qian, then put his hands together and prayed devoutly: "You two must bless me to get a score of 60 or above in the next monthly physics exam, Amen."
"I suggest you put that group photo in your room and burn incense every day." Lu Xiaohan left a place for Yang Lin, pointed in the direction of Chen Wei with his peripheral vision, and said to Zhang Shize, "I say you should just follow that woman. ."
Only then did Zhang Shize see Chen Wei.
He was startled by Chen Wei and shrank his neck, "No, I can't afford to offend you. Also, I belong to Sister Yan both physically and mentally. All other brats, please back off!"
He gestured.
Really stupid.
Lu Xiaohan rolled her eyes, and for a moment she felt that Chen Wei was lame.
Everyone in Class 15 knows that Zhang Shize likes a female star, and there are posters of her on the table.
At the entrance of the cafeteria.
Chen Wei watched Zhang Shize put the drink in front of Bai Qian.
The anger in her eyes almost burst out. She narrowed her eyes and asked slowly: "Who is that girl?"
"Bai Qian, a transfer student from Class 35," the tall girl next to Chen Wei knew Bai Qian, "Sister Wei, should we..."
Chen Wei looked very irritated, "My dad won't let me cause trouble."
She suddenly kicked the table in front of her.
The person sitting on the table dropped his lunch box on the floor, but he didn't dare to say a word. He picked it up with some trembling and without raising his head, he went to the corner to find a table and sat down again.
The entrance to the canteen suddenly became quiet as if someone pressed the pause button.
Chen Wei walked up to Zhang Shize and glanced at Bai Jian with a sinister gaze.
Then he pushed Zhang Shize's lunch box aside, sat next to him, and smiled: "Zhang Shize, go to the small canteen to eat. The chef made squirrel mandarin fish for me today."
Zhang Shize raised his head and declined with a smile: "Sorry, I like spicy food."
"Okay then," Chen Wei regretfully let go of the lunch box and smiled again in the blink of an eye, "I'll ask the canteen to make it according to your taste tomorrow."
She got up and left regretfully.
I happened to bump into Yang Lin who was coming back. Yang Lin was standing aside with her packed rice, waiting for them to cross the aisle first.
"What are you doing, you unlucky thing? You look like a dead father and mother." The tall and strong girl grabbed Yang Lin's collar and pulled her in front of her. She said disgustedly: "Who gave you this expression?"
"Snapped--"
Bai Zian raised her head coldly and put down her chopsticks.
Before she could get up, her left and right sleeves were tightly grabbed by someone.
Zhang Shize reacted quickly. He stood up and frowned: "Chen Wei, we are all classmates..."
"Okay, we're all in the same class as Zhang." Chen Wei looked at Zhang Shize's expression. After admiring it, she spoke.
The tall girl let go of her hand unhappily.
Several people swaggered out of the canteen.
After they left, the cafeteria returned to its usual bustle.
Yang Lin quietly sat next to Lu Xiaohan with her rice in her hands.
Lu Xiaohan turned around and asked, "Are you okay?"
Yang Lin talked even less than Ning Xiao. She shook her head and said it was okay.
Lu Xiaohan then let go of his hand. They had all seen the way Bai Qian treated Shi Yutong.
She whispered to Bai Xian: "Let's avoid this Chen Wei as much as possible. I told you that she is the sister of Chen Zhu and the Chen family. No matter how much trouble she causes in school, she will be settled by the Chen family."
The fifteen people at the same table all agreed very much.
Only Ning Xiao is different. He just grabbed Bai Qian's sleeve, but his explanation was very plain, "Chen Wei has learned Muay Thai, but you can't beat him."
When Lu Xiaohan heard this, he glanced at Ning Xiao silently.
Look at what Xueshen said, it seems like you can beat the Chen family if you can beat them.
This is not the only ridiculous thing Chen Wei did in school.
This is not the first time that students have been forced to drop out of school. Ordinary students try their best to avoid offending them.
Bai Zian looked away at the door of the cafeteria, lowered her long eyelashes, and took the chopsticks leisurely.
He gestured slowly in front of his eyes.
Lu Xiaohan looked into Bai Qian's dark eyes. Although the other party didn't say anything, he felt an inexplicable chill down his spine.
"Why are you looking at me?" Bai Qian held the chopsticks between his index finger and thumb, tilted his head and curled his lips towards Lu Xiaohan.
Lu Xiaohan felt that her smile was inexplicably bloody.
"Ah, don't you have to go to the training class today?" Lu Xiaohan suddenly came back to his senses.
She broke the weird atmosphere and asked Bai Qian.
Bai Xian slowly supported the table with her elbows, "Yes."
"Then we can get off school together tonight," Lu Xiaohan smiled and then said seriously: "This school anniversary is very important, so we must not make any mistakes. I will take you through the process after school in the afternoon."
The school anniversary is approaching, and Lu Xiaohan and the entertainment committee have signed up as volunteers.
**
School is over in the afternoon.
Lu Xiaohan went to the student union to help set up the stage, and Bai Qian went with her to go through the process.
After class, Yang Lin still went to work at the milk tea shop until eight o'clock.
Zhang Shize was afraid of being blocked by Chen Wei on the way home, so he didn't dare to play basketball, so he, Lu Xiaohan, and Bai Qian came to the auditorium to hide from Chen Wei.
At this point, there are many people in the auditorium.
When they arrived, the president of the student union was in a meeting. Seeing Lu Xiaohan and Bai Qian coming, he came over with the program list, "By the way, Lu Xiaohan, I've put Bai Qian's program second to last."
Lu Xiaohan took out Bai Xian's sword and looked at it.
After hearing what the president said, she was surprised, "Why did the order of appearances suddenly change?"
"I postponed it by one," the student council president would not name Ren Wanxuan, of course. He smiled, "I heard that Bai's show was very exciting, in order to keep the audience for a while."
He didn't watch Bai Qian's rehearsal, but someone from the student union did, and heard that he could be compared to Ren Wanxuan.
The student council president was noncommittal and just felt that the rumors were exaggerated.
But it is true that this transfer student is prettier than Ren Wanxuan, maybe some filters have been added in this regard.
Lu Xiaohan reluctantly agreed to his explanation.
Let Bai Pian have the final show, and the school will be wise.
"Xiaohan," the Minister of Literature and Art rushed over quickly. She waved to Lu Xiaohan, "You are here early, go through the procedures first."
Bai Zian held a vocabulary book in one hand and took off her school uniform jacket casually in the other.
Wearing a light green satin shirt, she has a long body and an outstanding temperament. This style is really different from ordinary students.
She raised her head and greeted the Minister of Literature and Art politely.
The Minister of Literature and Art immediately slowed down his pace and smiled reservedly at Bai Qian.
Lu Xiaohan: "...Xu Qian, I'm scared of you being like this."
Xu Qian resisted the urge to roll her eyes and said to Zhang Shize: "You kid, why don't you come to be a mascot?"
"There are new classmates, let me forget it, right?" Zhang Shize was afraid of being caught by Xu Qian as a cheerleader like last time, so he quickly said: "Oh, I have something to do, I have to go to the toilet!"
Xu Qian cursed "Second bitch".
It was difficult for Lu Xiaohan not to agree, then he patted the Minister of Literature and Art on the shoulder and winked: "Who is not here today?"
According to the past style of the student union, the first one must be reserved for Ren Wanxuan.
You actually followed the procedure today and didn't do anything special for Ren Wanxuan?
"I heard that Ren Wanxuan is practicing calligraphy today," Xu Qian shrugged. She looked at the other people around her and saw that no one was paying attention, so she whispered: "You know, the school leaders have always valued her calligraphy.
"
This matter is not a secret in school.
After all, whenever there is a major event, or when the honor roll downstairs of the teaching building needs an inscription or a blackboard report, Ren Wanxuan will be asked to come forward.
There are many fans of Ren Wanxuan in school. People like her who are good at studying, versatile and come from a good family background stand out.
Not common.
Lu Xiaohan looked at Bai Qian beside her, who had just arrived at the school, and explained the matter to her, "Our school is invested by Jiang Jing, and they attach great importance to students' handwriting. Ren Wanxuan's Liang style writing is very good."
Lu Xiaohan rarely had a tone of admiration.
She had said very early on that she was really convinced by the talents of Class 8.
Because Lu Xiaohan himself also learned Liang Ti for a while, but he didn't do it well.
So she knows how difficult it is to become like Ren Wanxuan.
"Liang Ti?" Bai Qian paused while reciting the word, and she tilted her head slightly.
Lu Xiaohan knew that Bai Qian wrote "Guange style".
Lu's mother said in class that it was neat and beautiful. Not only Lu's mother, but also many teachers in Class 15 began to collectively dislike the science students' fonts.
Lu Xiaohan rolled his face neatly and was not affected much.
"It's Liang Zewen's font." Lu Xiaohan thought Bai Qian was unclear, so he asked her: "You don't know, right? Many people in our school use this font, but only Ren Wanxuan writes best, so
Every time someone comes from Jiangjing, the school will ask Ren Wanxuan to meet those big shots."
More specifically, who exactly are you meeting?
It's not something ordinary people like Lu Xiaohan can know.
"That's it." Bai Zian looked away.
"This is it," Xu Qian brought Bai Qian to the renovated backstage entrance. She opened the curtain and led Bai Qian on stage to go through the process. "When the time comes, you will go up from here, the spotlight will focus on you, and the final closing will be in the middle. …”
The school attaches great importance to this anniversary, and everyone in the student union is dedicated to their work.
Make sure nothing goes wrong on the school anniversary day.
not far away.
Several tall and strong girls surrounded a man as he approached. The president of the student union paused for a moment, then stepped forward to greet him, "Chen Wei, why are you here?"
He had a good relationship with Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu.
He is not very afraid of Chen Wei, he is the only one here who dares to talk to Chen Wei.
Chen Wei's eyes lightly passed over him and landed on Bai Qian in front of him, "She also has a show?"
"Yes," the president of the student union glanced over there, "The sword dance performed by the new students has a lot of people in the background. Chen Wei, why don't you go outside? I just saw Zhang Shize go outside."
Chen Wei said "hmm" casually.
She turned around and walked outside. Zhang Shize, who was hiding among the crowd in the auditorium, ran away early when he saw Chen Wei.
When Chen Wei came out, he only saw his back.
The smile on her face began to twist, "Zhang Shize came with Bai Zian? To watch her perform?"
"Yes," the tall and muscular girl next to him smiled disdainfully and spit out everything she had heard about in the afternoon, "Bai Qian is his front desk."
"Ah," Chen Wei paused. She turned around, staring at the sword held by Lu Xiaohan on the stage with a sinister gaze, and licked her lips sadly: "...Sword dance?"
This gloomy gaze made Lu Xiaohan's spine ache.
She grabbed Bai Qian's arm. When she caught sight of Chen Wei from the corner of her eye, she grabbed Bai Qian nervously and said, "Xu Qian, let's go first."
Chen Wei stood brazenly in the audience.
Xu Qian noticed the change in the atmosphere. The sound in the entire auditorium became much quieter.
Lu Xiaohan handed the long sword to a member of the student union and said seriously again: "Place the props for us in the same place as last time."
This is the long sword she specially customized for Bai Zian.
"OK." He gave Lu Xiaohan a reassuring gesture.
After Lu Xiaohan left, he walked towards the props room with his long sword in his arms. He was stopped after taking just two steps.