A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

In mid-September, the scorching sun at noon was still fierce.

At the entrance of the high-end restaurant on the sixteenth floor, the waiter stared at the void and was a little distracted. When he heard the footsteps, he immediately raised his head and smiled: "Welcome..."

A pause.

Walking was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, wearing a simple white T-shirt, with extremely fair skin, holding a black mobile phone in his hand, his fingers were delicate and clean.

His hair is a bit long, and the black forehead hair covers part of his eyebrows and eyes, making him look a little casual and undisciplined, but his face is still very impactful.

The pupils are clean and transparent brown, and the delicate features are covered with a layer of coldness.

It was obviously a very beautiful face, but when those emotionless eyes swept over it, it made people dare not look more.

The waiter was stunned for two seconds, and when he saw him standing at the entrance of the hall, he came back to his senses: "Excuse me..."

"No, thank you." Zhuang Shen focused his eyes on one spot, glanced at the waiter, and walked inside.

There were three people sitting at a table by the window in the west, Zhuang Shen squinted his eyes, and recognized from the memory in his mind that they were his father, stepmother and stepsister.

"Xiao Shen is here, come and sit down." Zhu Wan was the first to notice him, stood up and smiled at him.

She was wearing a light blue dress, and around her neck was a silver necklace dotted with blue diamonds, which dazzled under the sunlight and the lights of the lobby, and her delicate makeup made her look very young.

Zhuang Shen walked this way unhurriedly.

The middle-aged man sitting next to Zhu Wan had business-like eyes and was dressed meticulously. It was his father, Zhuang Huiye.

Before he got close, Zhuang Huiye looked at him and frowned impatiently: "Hurry up, and ask people to wait for a meal."

"Dad, don't be angry, didn't brother Chenxu come too?" Zhuang Ruoying sat on his right hand, with light makeup on her face, and a smile with her lips pursed, but when she saw Zhuang Shen, the smile on the corner of her mouth became more obvious.

Zhuang Huiye heard the eldest son's name, his tone was a little slow, but he still frowned: "Chenxu's company is busy, how can this be compared?"

Zhuang Shen didn't say a word, and took a seat away from them, and after sitting down, he turned on his mobile phone to play.

He lowered his eyes and tapped the phone screen once and for all, as if he didn't hear their words at all.

Several people's eyes fell on Zhuang Shen, and the atmosphere froze for a few seconds.

Zhuang Huiye looked at him with hatred, and said in a low voice, "After dinner, let Xiao Liu take you to Xingchen International School to go through the admission procedures. After you enroll, don't cause trouble for me. My brother and you My sister should learn more, so I can save myself some trouble."

Hearing about the school, Zhuang Ruoying raised her head and asked in confusion, "Why did the second brother transfer to our school? Isn't he in No. [-] Middle School?"

Zhuang Shen basically didn't go home. Although no one mentioned this matter, she more or less heard about it from Zhu Wan.

Fighting, skipping classes, and poor grades are all Zhuang Ruoying's impressions of her second brother of the same age.

Just after the second year of high school, he injured the son of the teaching director of the No. [-] Middle School. Zhuang Shen had just stuffed money and walked in through the back door, but now he offended the teacher.

When she first joined the dealer, Zhuang Ruoying knew that her second brother had no future.

So since she was a child, she only wanted to please Zhuang Chenxu.

She smiled slightly, and changed the topic: "However, my eldest brother, my second brother, and I will all graduate from the same school in the future. I don't know if our school's entrance exam is difficult. I can send the materials sent by the teacher to Brother, take a look."

Zhuang Huiye took a sip of tea, glanced at Zhuang Shen who was sitting beside him coldly, and said with a sullen face, "What kind of test did he get with a score of more than 100 points? I have a little friendship with the vice principal. Xiao Liu can just report my name directly when he goes in. "

Zhuang Ruoying blinked her eyes, and her sweet face was full of obedience: "Our teacher said that students with more than 100 points will pass the second grade after sprinting in the last year. Maybe the second brother can hire a tutor. Otherwise, how can the teacher... ..."

Zhuang Shen nodded his phone with a cold face, the corners of his lips tensed slightly.

He was inexplicably annoyed by the cool air-conditioned room.

A restlessness welled up in my heart.

He put the phone on the table, and after just one second, Zhuang Ruoying's voice stopped abruptly, and the girl stared at him with wide eyes.

She thought that Zhuang Shen would kick the table angrily and curse at others.

but.

On the contrary, she saw a cool temperament in Zhuang Shen that she had never seen before.

Such Zhuang Shen made her feel strange, and even felt that he was superior for a moment.

"I'm going to take the exam, so I don't need you to worry about me." Zhuang Shen let his hands hang lazily on the chair, his tea-brown eyes were filled with cold light.

"Exam?" Zhuang Huiye suppressed his voice, but couldn't hide his anger, "You still know about exams? You know how to fool around with others every day, and I still don't know your grades? Which school can you go to with your grades! Without my help behind You clean up the mess, who wants to take you in!"

Zhuang Shen lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes concealed the emotions in his eyes, as if he was not listening to him at all.

Zhuang Huiye's face turned pale.

His eldest son, Zhuang Chenxu, has excellent grades and has been a child of someone else's family since he was a child, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

Although the youngest daughter, Zhuang Ruoying, is not related to him by blood, she is also well-behaved and sweet-talking, with a caring and tender side that Zhuang Chenxu doesn't have. He agrees with this daughter and even changes her surname to Zhuang.

Only the second son, Zhuang Shen, has been deviant, ignorant and incompetent since he doesn't know when he started, which made his face dull.

Whenever the upper circles talked about these children, Zhuang Huiye's second son was always pulled out as a joke.

Zhuang Huiye laughed back angrily, and said coldly: "Okay, you go to the exam, if you pass the exam, go to study, if you fail the exam, don't study."

Zhuang Ruoying quickly pulled Zhuang Huiye's clothes, lowered her head: "Dad, don't be angry, I said something wrong, I shouldn't talk too much..."

"It's none of your business. Let your brother see his own strength. If he doesn't have strength, he still shows his face. Who wants to spoil him like this when he gets out of society!" Zhuang Huiye looked away, and felt a little relieved when he saw his little daughter.

Zhu Wan poured a cup of tea for Zhuang Huiye, said a few words of comfort, then turned to Zhuang Shen and said, "Xiao Shen, please apologize to Dad, why don't you read this book? Your brother will see it later It's not good for you father and son to be like this."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhuang Shen picked up the phone and stood up.

Too noisy.

Zhuang Shen glanced at them lightly, as if he didn't sleep well, his half-closed eyes were a little tired: "I'm leaving first, I'm going to take the exam."

He pushed away the chair and walked out calmly.

Zhuang Huiye slammed the teacup in his hand onto the table, his face seemed to have been painted with white paint layer by layer, and said in a low voice, "Come back!"

Zhuang Shen seemed to have never heard of it.

He is not the original Zhuang Shen. Not long ago, Zhuang Shen opened his eyes and found that he had transmigrated into a novel.

He had just finished the college entrance examination and was working part-time in a coffee shop. The store manager gave him a book and said that there was a character with the same name as him.

After opening it and reading two pages, I found that it was a school romance book, and he was the stumbling block that hindered the love between the hero and heroine.

Commonly known as the hero's rival in love, the villain in the book.

The original owner loves darkly, loves humblely, asks but cannot want to use force, and ends up very miserable in the end, being beaten into a vegetable by the male lead Shen Wen.

The family is miserable, the love is broken, the body is disabled, it's so miserable.

The store manager was still holding the book and yelled: "Although you are very bad inside, but the dark and paranoid affectionate male second is also very touching!"

Zhuang Shen: "..."

He wasn't, he didn't, that wasn't him.

In the blink of an eye, he was in the car on his way to a family dinner.

Although he was not the original owner, he felt uncomfortable all over as soon as he sat down.

Zhuang Ruoying's hypocritical smile, which was not well hidden, Zhu Wan's unemotional persuasion, and Zhuang Huiye's habitual look of disgust.

Under the gaze of the original owner's father, he couldn't stay for a moment, and the restlessness in his heart made him extremely uncomfortable.

He was alone, and he was used to being casual, and he didn't want to just leave when he said it.

The sun is hot outside, and this place is precious. When you look outside, there are tall buildings, and naturally there are no buses.

Zhuang Shen called a car on his mobile phone and waited at the door. Under the heat wave outside, Zhuang Shen was drowsy. Last night, the original owner stayed up late playing games and slept for three hours.

Just when he felt like he was about to fall asleep, a black car stopped in front of him, the front window was lowered a little, and the driver said to him: "Little classmate, you..."

Zhuang Shen rubbed his eyes, knew that the car was coming, opened the door and sat on it.

The cool air-conditioning came rushing towards his face, Zhuang Shen breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down only to find that there was someone beside him.

This person looked to be about his age, wearing a light black shirt, the sleeves were folded up twice, revealing a cold white thin forearm.

He leaned lazily on the back of the chair, looked at Zhuang Shen with his head tilted, his eyes were narrow and long, his nose was high, his jaw line was sharp and smooth, and there was a protruding Adam's apple and a small clear collarbone.

He still holds a sketchbook of Van Gogh's portrait in his hand, with distinct bones.

Zhuang Shen thought for a while and asked, "You called Carpool?"

The driver in front was sweating coldly. He was almost scared to death by his sudden action. He was very afraid that his young master Shen would throw this classmate out of the car and cause a traffic accident: "Get off quickly..."

"En." Shen Wen interrupted the driver lightly, and casually asked, "Where are you going?"

The timbre was low and dull, without any emotional color, but it made Zhuang Shen feel a little less restless.

Zhuang Shen couldn't help but look at him more.

"Star International School." Zhuang Shen leaned back in the chair, feeling much more comfortable than the cars he had sat in before, and felt more sleepy.

He leaned back on the chair, his long eyelashes dropped, and he closed his eyes.

Shen Wen withdrew his gaze, tapped the hard cover with his slender fingers, and said calmly: "I'm on my way."

The driver's eyes widened in disbelief, and under Shen Wen's casual gaze, he drove in a daze.

What made his young master not even eat and go to school?

No, why hasn't this little classmate been kicked out of the car yet?

Although Star International is not the best school in Jiang City, it is also one of the four famous schools.

As an aristocratic school, the architectural style of Xingchen International is also a magnificent European style, with a strong style. Many variety shows and movies have been filmed here.

Zhuang Shen fell into a deep sleep. When he arrived at the location, Shen Wen woke him up. He thanked him vaguely, and pushed the door to get off.

Inside the car, the driver turned his head and said cautiously: "Master, are you still going to eat?"

Shen Wen opened the sketchbook, glanced lazily, and closed the notebook: "Go to the gallery."

Principal's office.

The vice-principal who got the news suddenly looked at the young man with a cold demeanor and a tired face in front of him, and took out a set of papers.

Although I don't know why the dealer asked him to take the exam again, no matter how well he did in the exam, he would still accept this student.

"Have you eaten or haven't you eaten? The exam is for every subject. Why don't you just come here tomorrow and take the exam for one day..." The vice-principal shook his head when he thought of Zhuang Shen's previous "great achievements".

"How many points can I pass?" Zhuang Shen also found that this point is indeed not embarrassing.

The vice-principal wanted to please the dealer, even though Zhuang Huiye asked him to follow the normal procedure, he still offered a discount: "Three hundred and five."

According to Zhuang Shen's previous grades, even if he was [-], he would not be able to pass the exam, but at least it would be better than the gap of [-].

Zhuang Shen took the paper and nodded: "There is enough time, it will be ready soon."

From that calm face, the vice-principal could actually see a bit of madness.

Will it be ready soon?

He said three hundred and five, not three and a half, right?

"Then you can do it here." The vice principal pointed to his desk, took a book and a vacuum flask, and sat down on the sofa.

Not long after, there was a knock on the office door, followed by a female teacher hurriedly stepping on high.

She was extremely thin, with prominent cheekbones, and she looked fierce and mean with a stern and silent look.

She is Ma Pingchun, the head teacher of the third experimental class. After class, she saw the transfer student information sent to him by the principal, and ran over immediately in anger.

"Principal Chen, what happened to the student information you just sent me?" Ma Pingchun blushed anxiously: "How can you put this kind of student in our third experimental class? You should also know that our third experimental class is Good student, the average score of the whole year's quiz is first, how can you transfer this kind of person to my class?"

The vice-principal didn't expect her to be so emotional. Looking up, Zhuang Shen was writing with his head down behind the desk. He wrote very quickly, and he didn't know what kind of questions he was doing, and he hardly paused.

Ma Pingchun was not disturbed at all.

Principal Chen put down the book and said softly, "Mr. Ma, let's go out and talk."

Ma Pingchun also noticed Zhuang Shen, who looked like a slovenly rich son, and after he went out, he said loudly: "Principal, I strongly recommend that you put him in the art class, we can't let a mouse dropping destroy a pot of porridge!"

"It's fine with poor grades. I dare to beat the dean's children. I'm just a teacher. I can't fight against these rich second generations. If my students are hurt, how can I explain to the parents? I don't care about this kind of students. Dare to take it!"

Principal Chen frowned, obviously aware of the situation, at that time he wanted to please Zhuang Huiye, so he arranged the best class.

He was hesitating when the office door opened from the inside.

Zhuang Shen stood at the door with a clean and delicate face, but when he looked at Ma Pingchun with those glazed eyes, there was a chill in his eyes.

Ma Pingchun actually felt a little cold behind his back in his line of sight, and it took two seconds before he came back to his senses, his lips pursed.

"What's the matter?" Principal Chen thought that they had disturbed Zhuang Shen.

Zhuang Shen had no expression on his face: "It's done."

"Did... Finished?" Principal Chen was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to look at his watch: "It's only been about 30 minutes, have you finished?"

Zhuang Shen nodded: "Go in and have a look, I'll go first."

The boy's back was slender and well-proportioned, and he disappeared around the corner in an instant.

After hearing this for more than 30 minutes, Ma Pingchun did not back down: "Principal Chen, look! This is a matter of attitude! I finished it in more than 30 minutes? What kind of problem is this doing? How can there be such a student! It will affect other students by then. Classmates, what should we do?"

Although Principal Chen wanted to go along with the situation and be a favor, he didn't want to be irresponsible to other students.

He sighed, and said with relief, "Okay, I'll arrange another class for him."

Ma Pingchun breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that this year's outstanding teachers were considered stable.

This kind of poor student is really unlucky for whoever leads him.

Principal Chen returned to his desk and glanced at the paper on it.

The ABCD font above is so chic that it is almost scribbled, and the brackets are completely broken away. It looks like letters written in random, and all the big questions behind are not done.

Thinking of Ma Pingchun's words, he sat down with a sigh, and was about to put away the paper, then looked at the answer again, and took out the answer and the red pen after thinking of something.

After finishing all approvals, Principal Chen suddenly opened his eyes wide.

He got the answer right again in disbelief.

Every question Zhuang Shen did was actually correct!

All the scores add up, just right, 350 points.