save! What should I do if I bump into the hero’s true face at the beginning?

Chapter 128

In Licheng, Yang Huaichuan's hometown, there is a middle school with a very high admission rate, namely Licheng No. 1 Middle School.

Licheng No. 1 Middle School is a high-standard public school with strict admission standards. No matter what kind of origin, background, or how much money a student has, they must pass the school's entrance exam to obtain admission qualifications.

Before Yang Huaichuan was sent to his hometown, he had always attended an international school in the capital. The teaching resources were not generally rich. He himself also had a high IQ and was among the best in school.

The so-called difficult entrance examination questions of Licheng No. 1 Middle School were just a piece of cake for him. He entered the school easily. At that time, he thought that the students in this school were the same as the test questions that were touted, but It's all exaggeration.

He could easily crush them without even having to work hard.

But the reality severely threw his arrogance to the ground, and even made him feel frustrated like never before.

Yang Huaichuan happened to be a freshman in high school that year. He registered at school late, half a semester had passed. However, I heard that there was another boy who entered school as late as him, but he seemed to be because his family was poor. I can't afford the tuition fees, so I have been delaying it until now.

Moreover, I heard that the principal applied for an exception specifically for this matter.

For Yang Huaichuan, this matter was just heard casually, and he turned around and forgot about it. It was not until the final exam report card of the first semester of high school came out that he took this person completely seriously.

In order to encourage students to keep improving, Licheng Middle School will post the transcripts of each major exam on the public bulletin wall of the campus, including class rankings and grade rankings.

Yang Huaichuan, who originally thought he would easily crush him, discovered on the bulletin wall that he, who was far ahead in the class rankings, had been stepped down by an absolute advantage in the grade rankings.

How could a person like Yang Huaichuan, who had always had everything go smoothly since birth, accept such an accident and be defeated by a country bumpkin? To him, it was simply a great shame and humiliation.

After that, Yang Huaichuan went to inquire about the first person on the list, only to learn that apart from taking the school's exams on time, the other person had never come to school for a single class!

He had never taken any classes, yet his grades were so amazingly good that Yang Huaichuan had to suspect that the other party was secretly taking some famous teacher classes at home, but the school's knowledgeable teacher denied his suspicion.

The other party did not come to school. He was not studying with a famous teacher, but was busy working, making money, and taking care of his sick grandfather.

The truth is like this, it seems to be telling Yang Huaichuan that your so-called talent is not worth mentioning in this person!

Yang Huaichuan was unwilling to give in. During the summer vacation that year, he did not go racing and playing games for the first time. Instead, his family hired a professor from a famous school to give him one-on-one tutoring. He worked frantically just to prove that he was the right person in this remote place. A genius.

But the exam at the beginning of the first semester of high school gave him a solid slap in the face with facts. The few dozen points he worked hard to improve during the holiday could not catch up with the near-perfect score of the first place, no matter how hard he tried.

Later, time and time again, whenever the "first place" took the exam, Yang Huaichuan would always be in the second place. Seeing him in such a dazzling position, he gradually became numb.

In his second year of high school, Yang Huaichuan suddenly became interested in basketball. The basketball teachers who specialized in physical education praised him as a talented player. That summer, because of his superb skills, he was selected as the captain of the basketball team of Licheng No. 1 Middle School and led the team to participate in the provincial level. Basketball game.

Just as he expected, he was the one standing on the podium holding the championship trophy. But when he walked off the podium in high spirits, he heard an unintentional whisper from the referee teacher, "Li Cheng will lead the team this year." The students are not bad, but they are still much worse than Pei Heng last year."

The familiar name poured into his ears, and Yang Huaichuan's smile instantly froze on his face.

Pei Heng, it’s him again!

When he was young, Yang Huaichuan didn't know how to control his emotions. He was jealous and angry. The huge gap made him become careless and threw away the trophy that he regarded as an honor a second ago with a ferocious face.

He doesn’t care about things that others don’t want!

After that day, the name "Pei Heng" seemed to have become a taboo here in Yang Huaichuan. He could not mention it or say it.

When suppressed emotions gradually accumulate and reach a critical point, they will explode.

In his senior year of high school, Yang Huaichuan fell in love with a girl in the art class. She had fair skin, a tall figure, and the appearance of a cold flower on the mountain.

The Flower of Gaoling had an arrogant temperament and a high outlook. She usually ignored the boys in school, but at that time, Yang Huaichuan was unruly and liked his arrogance.

He was good-looking and generous. In order to get close to the flower of Gaoling, he spent a lot of money on social connections in the entire art class. Fortunately, the money was not wasted.

The flower of Gaoling, who was dismissive of others, agreed to date him alone outside the school several times. Just when Yang Huaichuan thought that the relationship between the two had come to a natural conclusion, one day, he unexpectedly discovered that there was always a woman in front of him. The cold and airy flower of the high mountains, in front of a person named "Pei Heng", but she keeps having love words every day, even if she never receives a reply.

His face was burning with pain, and the thorn named "Pei Heng" in his heart kept piercing deeper and deeper. This time, it pierced his heart directly, causing his eyes to tear open.

It was as if he was a rat in the gutter, only worthy of following behind him and picking up the other person's unwanted garbage.

It was agreed that after deporting him for three years, he would be free to do what he wanted to do. In the third year, when the term was about to expire, Yang Huaichuan took the initiative to show weakness to the head of the Yang family and gave up his freedom. From then on, everything was subject to the arrangements of the Yang family.

In the second half of his senior year of high school, Yang Huaichuan returned to the capital. Everything seemed to have returned to its original track. He took the college entrance examination step by step, and went to the university arranged by his family. After graduating from university, he did not compete with his elder brother. He lived a wanton, hazy life, concentrating on what he was doing. A qualified libertine from a wealthy family.

Just when he thought his life was going to go on like this without any accidents, not long ago, at a drinking party, he accidentally met a classmate from Licheng No. 1 Middle School and learned from the other person that everything was weighing on him back then. Pei Heng, whose grandfather died and became an orphan, suddenly changed his name to Yan Heng a few years ago and disappeared in Licheng.

Yang Huaichuan was shocked. Is Yan Heng the Yan Heng he thought of?

Yang Huaichuan had seen Yanheng, but not Pei Heng. He was not sure, so he spent a lot of money to hire a "crazy" detective to investigate Yanheng's experience before coming to the capital. He wanted to see what Yanheng was like. Are Heng and Pei Heng the same person?