No one thought that Gu Zongnian would suffer a loss, Song Pingqing glanced at him and saw the figure on the podium walking straight towards Gu Zongnian.

Oh, does he still dare to go over and stop the fight?

"Aren't you a new transfer here too? Why are you acting so high and mighty here?" Gu Zongnian saw the other person clearly and gave a nasty smile. "Oh, you don't think that just because your name is Zhong Ming, you really come from a wealthy family, do you?"

Gu Zongnan has indeed become more successful. He has started quoting classics when scolding others.

Wu Qiming sat still in his seat, but his mind was quickly searching for information related to the Zhong family: "The Zhong family started out in the Xishan Coal Mine. Later, the coal mine business was increasingly regulated, so they switched to the fireworks business."

"Are you in contact with the Xie family?" Shen Ci asked.

Why are you so eager to make things difficult for others? It's too quick to start bullying the new student as soon as he enters the class.

"Yes, the Xie family invests in tourist attractions and resorts, and has recently been trying to cross over to the amusement park project." Wu Qiming replied, "The Zhong family took a lot of effort to get him in."

There is no need to elaborate on the rest.

Song Pingqing understood.

Air pollution is not serious nowadays. Whether it is the New Year or a wedding or a new store opening, people can set off fireworks to liven things up, so the fireworks industry makes a lot of money.

However, despite this, such a family background is far from good enough in Baihua Academy, and is even worse than the Wu family before Wu Qiming was chosen as a companion.

Zhong Ming was sent to the academy in order to establish a good relationship with Xie Lin of the Xie family. However, before they could get close, he was shocked by the news that "Xie Lin was actually the child reported by the Xie family by mistake."

Now seeing the way the biological son of the Xie family was dressed, and claiming that he "came to school after the autumn harvest", Zhong Ming felt that he had figured out the attitude of the Xie family and wanted to take advantage of Xie Yuan to get along well with Xie Lin.

In this world of fame and fortune, even ten-year-old children have started to engage in intrigue.

Zhong Ming didn't want to miss such a good opportunity. Just as he was about to continue to argue with Gu Zongnian, his deskmate pulled his sleeve and slapped him hard: "Why are you stopping me?"

Seeing that he couldn't be stopped, his desk mate moved his desk and left.

"Fuck, Jin Junjie really deserves to be called Jin Junjie." Song Pingqing sighed. The way he ran away and resolutely refused to get involved in any trouble showed that he knew how to handle the current situation.

"The name suits the person." Shen Ci gave a thumbs up.

Jin Junjie's action of moving the table temporarily blocked Xie Yuan's steps, and soon, Xie Yuan walked to Gu Zongnan's side.

Gu Zongnian glanced at him and said, "What are you doing? I'm helping you. Don't be ignorant of the current situation."

"How could that be? I can't thank you enough." Xie Yuan smiled brightly, "It's just that I just got here, and I want to ask where I can get your desk, chair, and textbooks?"

Wow! This new student was in an awkward situation, but he was really brave and really tried to ease the atmosphere.

This direct question left Gu Zongnan dumbfounded.

He doesn't know who would dare to let these second-generation rich people move the tables by themselves.

I immediately realized that someone was deliberately embarrassing the freshman.

But in front of the new students, Gu Zongnian was too embarrassed to say that he didn't know, so he turned around and shouted at Song Pingqing: "Brother! Where did we get these desks, chairs and textbooks?"

I'm so unlucky to have this little brother!

Song Pingqing took a deep breath and stood up speechlessly. When he turned around, he had already put on a very fake expression: "There are so many things, he can't move them all by himself, let's go together."

As he spoke, Song Pingqing stood up and walked out. He deliberately passed by the monitor's desk, knocked on his desk, and motioned for him to go out together.

The monitor had known very well how much the Murong family valued Song Pingqing since the horse racing incident last semester, so he stood up to show respect and said, "I'm the monitor, so I'll come and help as well."

"Thank you very much, new classmates." Xie Yuan thanked repeatedly.

When passing by Zhong Ming, Song Pingqing turned his head and glanced at him. His face was still that polite, sunny and gentle signature smile, but the tone of his voice was very subtle: "New classmate has just arrived. If you speak like this, you are losing your upbringing."

"Baihua College is a huge social scene. Zhong Ming, I hope you won't lose more than you gain for certain people or things."

Song Pingqing spoke the last four words word by word.

After saying that, Song Pingqing walked past Gu Zongnian, patted him on the shoulder, and said casually, "Let's go and help."

Since his elder brother had spoken, Gu Zongnan could only glare at Zhong Ming fiercely again and followed Song Pingqing.

"We don't need to go and help, right?" Liu Junxi felt that Song Pingqing's action of patting Gu Zongnan and telling him to leave was as smooth as flowing water, very much like the temperament of a big brother in the movie, and was simply handsome.

"Of course not. Is it possible that the four of them cannot carry the things back?" Wu Qiming added casually.

The four of them hadn't walked a few steps out of the door when Song Pingqing turned to the monitor and said, "So go there to get the desks, chairs and textbooks."

It seems that she called herself out because she didn't know either.

The monitor scratched his head and said, "The textbooks are backed up at the academic affairs office, and the desks and chairs need to go to the logistics office."

"Lead the way." Gu Zongnan said impatiently.

The logistics department of the primary school group was about five or six hundred meters away from the teaching building, and the four of them went there together.

Gu Zongnian said to Xie Yuan: "My name is Gu Zongnian, and this is my eldest brother Song Pingqing."

This name is really chuunibyou.

Song Pingqing's smile was a little stiff, but he still looked at Xie Yuan: "Hi~"

Seeing that Gu Zongnian didn't introduce himself, the squad leader took the initiative to say, "My name is Zheng Jiu."

Xie Yuan smiled, and it was obvious that the smile on his face was more sincere this time: "My name now is Xie Yuan, but I still prefer everyone to call me Jianguo."

"That's a good name. It's a friendly name." Gu Zongnian obviously hadn't forgotten that he had set a flag to join the Young Pioneers. He said, "Put the table over there in a while. That damn Zhong Ming will never dare to come and cause trouble for you."

"Thank you, Gu." Xie Yuan Jianguo had no reason not to accept this kindness.

"Although it may be a bit presumptuous, I still have a question I want to ask Jianguo." Song Pingqing suddenly spoke, drawing everyone's attention to himself.

"You said."

"The Xie family treated you like this, did they give you extra meal cards?"

Although Baihua College requires parents to ensure that there is no less than 10,000 yuan in the student's meal card when paying tuition every semester, this amount of money will be eaten up in half a month in the Baihua College cafeteria if you pay attention to nutritious meals.

Those who have a big appetite may not be able to eat for half a month.

Judging from the fact that the Xie family didn't even buy new clothes for Xie Yuan Jianguo, it was really difficult for him to have enough food.

This is simply the most common plot cliché in the True and False Daughter and Young Master stories, so when Song Pingqing saw the report about Xie Yuan and Jianguo, he wanted to ask this question.

Xie Yuan Jianguo was silent for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Is the cafeteria at our school expensive? Is there a place where I can work and study?"

This question silenced the others.

Song Pingqing showed a particularly helpless expression: "It's really expensive, a serving of rice costs thirty yuan."

Xie Yuan Jianguo was shocked: "How much? Thirty???"

Finally, someone agreed with Song Pingqing that the school's prices were outrageous.

"Do you live on campus? Students who don't live on campus can come and go normally and eat out." This was asked by the class monitor.

The premise of this suggestion is that in addition to the meal card, Xie Yuan Jianguo will have extra money. After all, the prices in Jincheng City are extremely expensive. Even if you go out to eat, it will cost at least 30 yuan a day.

In fact, whether it is consumption on or off campus, it is an unbearable burden for this new student who is not valued or even deliberately ignored.

Sometimes, the reason why a thrilling novel feels thrilling to read is that the author spends a lot of time describing the protagonist’s revenge and pride when he or she becomes successful, while deliberately ignoring and glossing over the protagonist’s hardships.

"I live on campus." Xie Yuan Jianguo's scalp tingled, and he felt that the road ahead was bleak.

He grew up in the countryside and only knew that his grandfather had to plant a lot of land every year to support his education, which cost a lot of money. His grandfather was reluctant to rent machines to help plant and harvest crops, so every time it was time to plant and harvest, the grandfather and grandson would work in the fields together with their trouser legs rolled up.

Even so, the remaining money was very little, and my grandfather often had to run to the grocery store at the entrance of the village to make a few phone calls, begging this relative or that friend to borrow some money to buy textbooks and pay miscellaneous expenses.

For Jianguo Xie Yuan at that time, studying was really a luxury and difficult thing.

However, he never expected that once he recognized his biological parents and became what everyone called a rich young master, he thought he would have no worries about food and clothing, but he still had to worry about how to continue his studies.

The expenses of the aristocratic academy were so outrageous, and his so-called biological parents only cared about giving birth to him but not raising him, and their hearts were completely on their adopted son who had lived under their knees since childhood.

It seemed that Xie Yuan was sent to an aristocratic school that everyone envied and wanted to attend, but in fact, this was simply a very sophisticated form of domestic violence. No wonder Xie Lin privately clamored that he would get out of the Xie family soon.

When the few people talked about this, Xie Yuan Jianguo couldn't help but feel confused. His biological parents were not close to him, his adoptive parents were vicious, and his grandfather who raised him was old. If he really left the Xie family at the age of eleven, how could he survive?

It’s okay even if you don’t study, as long as you can survive.

"Don't think too much." Song Pingqing lived two lives, and he knew from his expression that the boy was full of hesitation. "When you reach the mountain, there will always be a way out. Anyway, you still have money in your meal card. You should eat and drink as you need. There will always be a way to solve the problem when the time comes."

Gu Zongnian sneered: "The Xie family brought you back, but they still let you starve to death? Then they really don't need to stay in the circle anymore."

What they both said made sense, and Xie Yuan Jianguo was comforted, but as a child from the countryside, frugality was ingrained in his bones. Faced with the high prices in the canteen, he would often refuse to eat as long as he could endure the hunger.

This behavior is really sad.

However, Xie Yuan Jianguo's predicament was not limited to eating.

The class that Song Pingqing was in had always had a very good class atmosphere because it had the heirs of two powerful families, the Murong family and the Gu family, to rule the class. Although there were people who disliked each other and conflicts between families, no one dared to make it public and at most they would occasionally say a few words in private.

Xie Yuan Jianguo is indeed a lucky man with a golden arrow on his head. Although he is poor, he is not petty. With his good character and interpersonal skills, he quickly integrated into the class.

In addition, his learning ability is not weak. No matter what course the group assignment is, there is always a group willing to accept him and guide him.

But his campus life is still at a hellish level of difficulty.

He didn't have suitable sportswear or shoes for physical education classes, and had to wear several sets of old, ill-fitting clothes that had turned white from washing. He didn't have suitable computer equipment for group work, and couldn't keep up with the thinking pace of practical classes. Even the club activities that he had to participate in to earn credits were stressful for him and he couldn't keep up with the progress at all.

This is the gap between the poor and the rich, which is so huge that it is unbelievable and reminds him all the time: you are an outsider.

Xie Yuan Jianguo could be described as the person in the most embarrassing situation in the entire school. He had neither the preferential treatment of the gifted class nor the material foundation of an ordinary student. No matter what he wanted to do, he had no capital to catch up.

Zhong Ming lost a deskmate but did not learn his lesson, so he lost the desks in front and behind him next to him, and successfully sat next to the podium and became the great protector.

Because Zhong Ming would often make sarcastic remarks to Xie Yuan, Gu Zongnian had to deal with him. But he was determined to cling to Xie Lin's thigh, and he was determined to target Xie Yuan even if it meant offending Gu Zongnian.

Zhong Ming actually has his own logic: Can you, Gu Zongnian, protect him for a while, but can you protect him forever? I can always find a time when you are not around to deal with him, and my Zhong family does not rely on your Gu family for food, so if I offend you, I offend you, what can you do to me?

Gu Zongnan is a person who loves to make mistakes and make mistakes. He always does some inappropriate things for no apparent reason, but the kindness in his bones is real.

Gu Zongnan does not live on campus, but Zhong Ming does. He and Xie Lin's friends always find ways to mock and ridicule people in the dormitory.

Xie Yuan and Jianguo cannot publicize this kind of thing and can only solve it themselves.

He was not a coward. After Zhong Ming was not satisfied with just talking and started to take action, Xie Yuan Jianguo fought back.

"Fuck! You dare to fight back?" When Zhong Ming slapped out that face, he never thought that he would get a big black eye. His head was buzzing with pain and he started yelling immediately.

Xie Yuan Jianguo reached out and touched the corner of his mouth, only to feel a bloody smell spreading in his mouth.

"What are you standing there for? Go beat him up! With a person like him, how can the Xie family support him?" Zhong Ming yelled at the people around him.

Relying on the advantage of being close to someone and being the first to bully them, Zhong Ming has already clung to Xie Lin's thigh and become the most valued lackey around him.

"Of course the Xie family won't support him." Xie Lin stood aside happily, folding his arms, and looked so proud. "Who made my parents think he has bad intentions?"

"Go ahead and hit me. I'll be responsible if anything gets hurt." Xie Lin said.

As soon as these words were spoken, and at the same time as his fist fell, Xie Yuan Jianguo's wolf-like cruelty burst out.

Don't forget, those who are barefoot are never afraid of those who wear shoes.

Xie Yuan·Jian Guo has done a lot of farm work and walked many night roads since he was a child. No matter how many people are on the opposite side, he will not be afraid.

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