As Qi Tianheng finished speaking, Duan Shigang, Gong Jin, Liu Chuandao, and Tang Jing, who was scolding Liu Chuandao... all stared at him.

Qi Tianheng's words just now were not covered up in the slightest. Yes, most of the time, rich second generation people like them don't bother to talk behind their backs. If they have any dissatisfaction, they always say it to their faces.

So it was clearly heard by several people that it was the first day of school for everyone. Before they could fully experience the fresh high school life, they turned into slaves and worked hard, and they were already holding back a lot of anger.

Several people picked up brooms and approached silently.

Liu Chuandao even accused: "What the hell are you going to say again?"

Qi Tianheng realized that the atmosphere was not good, and he took a step back.

Then he looked at Zhao Xiaofeng and gave instructions: "You, go and stop them!"

Zhao Xiaofeng looked at the fierce Duan Shigang, the tall Chuandao Liu, Gong Jin who was also not a weak scholar, and the very fierce Tang Jing... He was so blessed that he asked in his heart: "Me?"

Qi Tianheng stood talking without pain in his back: "Xiaofeng, you have to find a way to solve the problem."

Zhao Xiaofeng had no choice but to step forward and put on a smile: "Yang Sheng is really a loser. My brother Tian hates her so much that he hates her so much. I'm sorry, everyone!"

As he spoke, he took out a few red hundred-dollar bills and distributed them to several people.

Liu Chuandao immediately bowed to money, and Duan Shigang was no exception. Even Tang Jing followed suit and got one.

Gong Jin confiscated Zhao Xiaofeng's money. When he saw all his colleagues defecting, he didn't get angry. He just remembered Qi Tianheng.

He could tell that the opponent was obviously a good type in No. 4 Middle School.

At the same time, it is an example suitable for sacrificing a sword.

"Brother, you really don't want it?" Zhao Xiaofeng didn't understand. There are still people who have trouble with money these days?

Gong Jin picked up the big broom and returned to his duty area.

Lu Qiqi secretly praised and strengthened her confidence: 'His family must be very rich!'

Everyone continued to clean, stopping and stopping.

The sports team led by physical education teacher Gu Wei deliberately ran a lap from the main campus road to build up their prestige.

At the school gate, a photographer with a camera on his shoulder and a smartly dressed female reporter walked into the No. 4 Middle School campus and began to make introductions.

First, I introduced the founding era of Yuzhou No. 4 Middle School, the characteristics of the school, and the important figures who emerged from it.

Finally, looking at the trend of the beginning of school in the distance, the female reporter smiled and said in a professional broadcast tone: "The New Year is here as promised, and I am happy to welcome the students back. It is the beginning of the school year again, students..."

The female reporter kept walking and continued to move forward. She walked to the cleaning place of Class 8. She randomly selected a slightly fatter boy and asked: "Hello, classmate, new year and new atmosphere. How do you feel about the beginning of the new semester?"

Do you have any special expectations?”

Wang Longlong was directing the labor reform of his classmates. At this moment, when he was asked by a female reporter, he was stunned, and then said: "Do you need me to say a few words?"

"Hey, yes, please say a few words." The female reporter handed over the microphone.

Wang Longlong whispered softly, smoothed his hair, and smiled happily: "Then let me just say a few words!"

"In this wonderful moment of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, when I step into the long-lost campus, I not only feel the pride of seeing you again after seeing each other for three days! For me, the new semester is not only a new starting point for learning, but also a self-transcendence.

And the opportunity for transformation, as the ancients said, learning is like sailing against the current... In terms of moral cultivation, it is also 'new and new every day, and new every day...'

The female reporter nodded frequently and was very satisfied. She felt that this classmate was quite educated and spoke well.

Then Wang Longlong didn't stop at all: "'The tree that hugs each other is born from the smallest grain; the nine-story platform is born from tired soil.' I know very well that any great achievement...go all out, strive for excellence...to read thousands of books,

The spirit of "traveling thousands of miles" broadens our horizons..."

Wang Longlong: "There is no beginning for a decadence, and there is an end for nothing. May we..."

The female reporter listened blankly for several minutes without being able to say a word. She tried to interrupt several times, but was interrupted by Wang Longlong's impassioned words.

In the end, the photographer couldn't stand it anymore and didn't want to take pictures anymore.

The female reporter took advantage of the loophole, finally found the opportunity, quickly concluded her remarks and ran away.

Wang Longlong was still unfinished, he hadn't finished talking yet.

The female reporter ran a long way away, took a moment, and then started looking for the second interviewee.

It was a boy wearing glasses, who seemed to be a poor talker. She hurried forward and interviewed: "Classmate, which grade and class are you from?

Chen Qian pushed up his glasses: "Weak people are judged by grade, while strong people only aim for the college entrance examination."

On a cold day, the female reporter was sweating.

The female reporter asked again: "What do you think of the learning atmosphere in your school?"

Chen Qian replied calmly: "I usually only talk about myself, what do other people's affairs have to do with me?"

The female reporter couldn't stand it any longer: "It seems that this classmate is a top student who concentrates on his studies."

Chen Qian put his hands behind his back: "How dare you claim to be the academic hegemon if you haven't won the first place?"

After that, he walked away.

"Who is that?" The female reporter's lips moved, but she didn't say anything after all.

After all, she was a professional reporter, and her career lay there. At this moment, a boy with a strong body and a hurried pace ran towards them.

The female reporter was shocked. She finally met an enthusiastic person. As a result, the boy ran up to them, took out two duck necks and introduced: "If you want to eat snacks, look for the pepper duck necks from Class 28, Grade 2!"

After Zhang Chi finished advertising, he ran away quickly.

Female reporter:…

…

Class starts at 8 a.m., big playground in winter.

Three thousand students lined up neatly, all looking at a small figure on the podium.

Xue Yuantong was wearing a pink cotton-padded jacket. She skillfully turned down the microphone and took a deep breath.

She is afraid of crowds, but dares to speak in front of thousands of people, a very contradictory state.

She swept through the dense crowd of people below and easily found Jiang Ning's figure in the square formation of Class 8: 'Humph, damn Jiang Ning, now you know my status!'

The crowd continued to commotion and made small noises.

Chen Siyu sighed: "She stands so tall and is so small."

Xin Youling looked at that petite figure with admiration in his eyes: "But her grades are really good!"

Bai Yuxia, who was just thinking normally, caught a glimpse of the admiration in Xin Youling's eyes, and she was in a daze for a moment.

After spending more than a year together day and night, Bai Yuxia is now Xue Yuantong's friend and is used to her usual naughty ways.

But at this moment, seeing her superior demeanor, Bai Yuxia suddenly thought that her parents had told her that the education level in Yuzhou was actually wrong. The entire Hui Province has a population of 60 million and 16 prefecture-level cities. There are countless geniuses.

, these people will finally compete in the college entrance examination to determine the winner and the winner.

Just by imagining it, Bai Yuxia could feel the difficulty.

But no matter how many times he took the joint examination, Xue Yuantong always ranked first, as if he was born into a mountain instead of a stream. He was on the top of the mountains, overlooking the mediocre ravines.

Bai Yuxia: "She is very smart."

Xue Yuantong didn't talk much. After finishing his speech, he ran back to the classroom in a hurry.

Next comes Principal Yu's nonsense session, first praising the top students, and then starting to select the students who have made the most progress in each grade.

"Let us congratulate Luo Jun from Class 11, Grade 2, who jumped from 376th in the school to 76th in his grade in the final exam. This is a huge improvement!"

The fair and tender Luo Jun stepped onto the podium amidst countless surprised looks.

Zhang Chi knew this thing and cursed: "He must have copied it, copied it!"

Liu Chuandao: "Isn't this nonsense? The school must know that he copied it, but they just let him go on stage to receive the award."

Guo Kunnan speculated: "I guess I want him to find his conscience so that he can study hard in the future."

Cui Yu dug his ears: "Brothers, is anyone jealous of him?"

Zhang Chi was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

There was a roar of laughter around them. Speaking of seniority, Luo Jun and Shen Xinli were sitting at the same table. They belonged to the men who had been favored by Pang Jiao.

Gong Jin was a little confused. Everyone was cursing just now, so why did they suddenly laugh.

…

Today's class schedule was very exciting. After the meeting, the students had not sat down for a while when they returned to the classroom. Gu Wei, the overbearing physical education teacher, led the students in Class 8 to two consecutive physical education classes, which was very enjoyable.

After the physical education class, school was dismissed directly and the students went their separate ways.

Zhang Chi subconsciously ran in the direction of the cafeteria. Then, Fang realized that the small dining table mode was not activated, and he returned outside the school in disappointment.

As for Jiang Ning, she had already brought her dedicated chef Tong Tong back to the Heba bungalow and directed her to cook.

Wandering around, it was time for school to end in the afternoon.

Half an hour later, Jiang Yanan and Shen Qing'e carried their meals and returned to the classroom tiredly.

Jiang Yanan complained: "The canteen hasn't opened yet, and there are so many people buying food outside. I'm almost crying!"

Shen Qing'e didn't say anything, she just missed her junior high school days and had someone carrying the burden for her.
To be continued...