I am a rich man

Song Yuan pointed to the surrounding surveillance, and said in a low voice: "There are sound surveillance all around, do you want to check the surveillance, and then make sure whether I have said anything bad about you?"

"What kind of attitude do you have?" Mrs. Song certainly couldn't watch the surveillance for such a matter. Hearing this, she felt that Song Yuan was deliberately trying to dissuade her. gone?"

"I can't stand it." Song Yuan followed her words and said calmly.

Mrs. Song blocked her voice, as if someone had welded her throat with iron, and said earnestly after a long time: "If you obediently go back to Song's house and don't cause trouble, your father and I won't say anything about you, after all, you are my son , we will still welcome you when you come back.”

"No need." Song Yuan refused without any hesitation, "The parent meeting is about to start, I'm going back to the classroom first."

The words "parents' meeting" made Madam Song suddenly remember that Mr. Song is busy today, so it is impossible for him to come to attend the parents' meeting.When Song Yao informed her to attend the parents' meeting, she never thought of Song Yuan at all. Seeing that there was no one around Song Yuan, all the displeasure with Song Yuan in her heart disappeared completely.

Choose one of the two, who will she open it for?There is no need to think about the answer at all, because she had already determined the answer when she came.

"Mom, go hold a parent-teacher meeting for Song Yuan, I'm fine here." Song Yao seemed to see Mrs. Song's hesitation, and shook her arm, as if I'm fine and you go to help Song Yuan.

"Song Yao is really sensible." The woman standing beside him who had been silent all of a sudden exclaimed, "It would be great if my child was half as sensible as him."

Song Yao was embarrassed by the praise, blushed and shook his head, and whispered: "Auntie, Song Yuan is more sensible, I don't know anything."

"Oh, don't be modest, Auntie likes you, you are good and good."

Mrs. Song immediately dismissed all thoughts.

That's right, Song Yao is so obedient and sensible, she doesn't give birth to Song Yao's parents, but instead to Song Yuan, an ignorant person, it can't be justified.

Thinking of this, she looked at Song Yuan, "Your dad is busy and doesn't have time to hold a parent-teacher meeting. I want to hold it for Yaoyao. You can tell your class teacher, he will understand."

"I've already told the teacher in charge that I'll come alone today." Song Yuan turned and left after speaking softly.

This sentence reveals a message: Mrs. Song doesn't come or not, he doesn't care at all, and it doesn't matter.

Mrs. Song was furious when she heard this meaning, "How can you be so rude? Just leave without saying hello?"

Song Yuan paused, did not look back, and left quickly.

Mrs. Song's face was livid with anger.

"This is your son?" The woman on the side said: "He looks good, and he has this personality... Oh, I'm talking too much, don't worry about it. The parents' meeting has started, let's go in quickly."

How could you not care.

Mrs. Song was most afraid that others would mention Song Yuan, and she used a tone of regret and hopelessness.

She pretended not to care, but felt angry for a while.

*

When the bell rang, all the parents of class F had arrived, except Song Yuan's seat was vacant, which was a bit awkward in the classroom full of parents.

Most of the surrounding parents knew about him, and after whispering for a while, they shook their heads pityingly.

"Is there no one from the Song family?"

"Come on, Mrs. Song is here, she's in Class A, she's never been here before."

"With such a partiality, why did you bring the child back?"

"I'm afraid I just picked it up because I didn't want to be talked about. After I picked it up, I didn't care about anything. Tsk, a few days ago, I didn't talk about how good I am outside. The children brought back by all kinds of pets are just for show and not for practical things."

"This child Song Yuan is pitiful, alas."

Old Wu walked into the classroom with a report card in his hand and a completely uncontrollable smile on his mouth.

There have been so many parent-teacher meetings, and the parents in the classroom have never seen Lao Wu so happy before, and all of a sudden they speculated.

Old Wu coughed, motioned for everyone to be quiet, and started his opening remarks.

Song Yuan was standing outside the classroom, drawing something with a drawing paper in his hand, his quiet look with drooping brows and eyes was a bit out of tune with the people around him.

Du Feiheng patted the drawing paper in Song Yuan's hand, and said with a smile, "Song Yuan, is someone here to hold a parent-teacher meeting for you?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced sideways at Song Yuan's position through the window, and said in great surprise: "Ah, why is your seat empty? Is no one coming to open it for you? Oh, I forgot, your father must be very busy That's right. Your mother went to hold a parent-teacher meeting for Song Yao again, so naturally no one will hold one for you."

The outline of the person on the paper has been slightly outlined, a little fuzzy, Song Yuan didn't refine it, and while putting away the paper, he asked Du Feiheng, "Are you bored?"

Du Feiheng is really boring.

His parents didn't come to the parent-teacher meeting, they stood at the door of class A like a fixed log, when they saw Song Yuan when they were agitated, they walked over immediately.

"Boring, didn't you come here to chat with you?" Du Feiheng suddenly pulled out the white paper in Song Yuan's hand, rolled it up, put it next to Song Yuan's mouth, and said with a grin: "Interview, the real young master of the Song family, Song Yuan, your own biological mother went to hold a parent-teacher meeting for Song Yao, a guy who occupies the magpie's nest. How do you feel? Are you very angry? If you are angry, why don't you fight? Every fake young master has a mother to hold a parent-teacher meeting , you really don’t have one, what a failure.”

Song Yuan reached out to get the paper, but Du Feiheng jumped away instantly and refused to give it to him. When she just raised it up to provoke, she was grabbed by the collar.

Du Feiheng was a little astonished, and then met a pair of cold eyes.

"Don't challenge my patience." Song Yuan tightened his fingers, finished speaking expressionlessly, and took the drawing paper in Du Feiheng's hand.

Du Feiheng was so strangled by the collar that it was hard to breathe, her face was ugly, and she couldn't imagine that Song Yuan's face had changed, and what made him even more unexpected was Song Yuan's strength...he was so big that he couldn't break free immediately.

He glanced at the drawing paper that Song Yuan took back, wondering what was painted on it that could make Song Yuan look like this.

Song Yuan shook off him, stretched out the paper, and put it in the book.

"You..." Du Feiheng looked at him for a moment, then suddenly laughed, and said inexplicably, "It's really unpredictable."

Song Yuan ignored him.

"Du Feiheng, why did you come here?" Someone yelled behind him, and then three or four people from Class A ran over, and when they saw Song Yuan, they let out a "wow".

"Isn't this Song Yuan? It seems that he integrated well in class F."

"Song Yuan, no one will hold a parent-teacher meeting for you, right? Did your mother open Song Yao's first, and then yours?"

"Hahaha, I guess they just left after opening for Song Yao, and they don't even bother to come here."

"..."

The words of several people were extremely sharp and noisy, and the members of Class F were upset.

Song Yuan, however, acted as if he hadn't heard it, and looked away indifferently.

Du Feiheng looked at Song Yuan for a moment, and suddenly understood something.

Song Yuan, it seems that only when he touches his bottom line, will he fluctuate, otherwise no matter what you say, he will not respond.And this kind of thing is often done by people with strong psychological qualities.

Bottom line?

Du Feiheng frowned, recalling what Song Yuan had just drawn on that piece of white paper.

Like a person, or a... man.

He felt as if he had discovered some interesting secret, and the smiles on the corners of his mouth grew more and more.

With the anger of Class F, Class A is not happy.

"We're talking to Song Yuan, why are you pretending to be passionate?"

"What? You still want to gag us? But we are fighting for Song Yuan, why are you so excited?"

"Song Yuan didn't say anything, can you just shut up?"

The two groups got into a fight, and the noise at the door of the classroom was like a vegetable market.

Zhuge Jifei rolled up his sleeves and raised his chin, "Say one more word, and I'll tear your mouths apart. Song Yuan has a good temper for ignoring you, but the rest of us have a bad temper. Do you want to try it?"

There were only five people from Class A plus Du Feiheng. Seeing that a dozen of them were about to fight, they immediately froze and said stiffly, "Cut, we won't fight with you, it's a waste of time."

There was a sudden silence around, and most of the students standing at the door of the classroom looked towards the back door.

Song Yuan keenly felt that the surroundings were too quiet, and he looked up at the back door. He only had time to see a tall figure entering the classroom.

Old Wu in the classroom hadn't finished his opening remarks, followed by the man who walked in through the back door, and stopped.

Immediately afterwards, the parents who were discussing something around stopped and turned to look at the man who entered the classroom.

Gu Yingchi was wearing a black suit, with a slender figure, cold eyes, and a dignified and steady aura. Even if he didn't say a word, the inherent sense of oppression made people subconsciously hold their breath.

Old Wu forgot what he was going to say, looked at the only empty seat in the classroom, and asked hesitantly, "This...parent?"

Gu Yingchi pulled away the chair where Song Yuan was sitting, and after sitting down, took out the blank parent card standing on the top right of the table, wrote "Uncle Song Yuan" and put it back.

The vigorous and powerful words appeared in everyone's sight, and the classroom fell into a strange silence.

After a full 2 ​​minutes of silence, uncontrollable discussions began to sound around.

"Is it the Gu family?"

"It's him. I didn't expect to see him here. He doesn't show up all year round. I didn't expect to appear here."

"Gu Yingchi is really handsome, but how did he become Uncle Song Yuan?"

"Song Yuan is his nephew? Haven't heard of it?"

"Does Gu Yingchi have a wife? I've never heard any rumors about his wife."

"They're not married yet."

"Quiet, everyone." Seeing that the scene in the classroom was becoming more and more uncontrollable, Old Wu hurriedly yelled to control the mess.

Looking at the handsome and cold face of the man, Song Yuan was stunned.

As if he could feel Song Yuan's gaze, Gu Yingchi turned his head to look, and there was an obvious gentle smile in his deep and dark eyes.

The scene in front of him became blurred in an instant, like a jigsaw puzzle that was disrupted, and it was successfully put together again in an instant.

Song Yuan remembered that it was also such a sunny day before, when Yan Ciyue slowly walked into the classroom wearing a black overcoat, sat in his seat under the eyes of everyone, took off the blank parent card, and wrote "Uncle Song Yuan "Four words, then tilted his head and smiled at him.

The exact same handwriting overlapped, and Song Yuan's whole body seemed to be drowning in water, and his breath was taken away in an instant.

coincidence?Impossible, there will be no such coincidence in the world.

He frowned, looked back with a pale face, and looked down at the book in his hand, his heart was almost overwhelmed by the complex emotions of sourness and joy.

A few minutes later, Song Yuan licked his chapped and stinging lips, and closed his eyes.

If it is not a coincidence, then there is only one possibility.

Gu Yingchi also wore a book like him, and became the Yanciyue in that book.

The more the banquet is, the more it is Gu Yingchi.

But Gu Yingchi didn't know about Yan Ciyue, he didn't have the memory of Yan Ciyue, so could he be Yan Ciyue?

Nobody knows.

"Next, I will announce the results, and I have some good news for everyone." Old Wu coughed and got down to the topic, "This monthly exam is the first in the school, in our class."

After the words fell, the parents who were shocked by Gu Yingchi's appearance were even more shocked now.

Old Wu held back his smile: "Everyone is surprised, aren't they? I'm also surprised."

Class F No.1 has the highest ranking in the whole school, only 98, and has never made it into the top ten, let alone No.1.

Who has become so powerful all of a sudden?

"I won't play charades with everyone, and just announce that the first place in this monthly exam is Song Yuan, with a total score of 720 points." Old Wu took the lead in applauding, "Let's congratulate Song Yuan!"

The classroom was silent for a while, and there was crackling applause.

"I'm stupid." Several Class A students next to him were still guessing who Gu Yingchi was, and they were shocked when they heard Old Wu announce the ranking, and looked at Song Yuan with shocked and envious eyes.

720 points?Is this a fairy?

The highest score in their school history seems to be Song Yao, who got 710 and three in the last midterm exam.

"Aren't you kidding me? Song Yuan is number one? Is he so powerful?"

"I don't know, is it fake? How much is Song Yao's score?"

"I want to go back quickly to hear Song Yao's score. He defeated Song Yao. It's too outrageous."

Song Yuan didn't seem to have heard what they said, but just stared at Gu Yingchi through the window, trying to find anything similar to the banquet from his face.

No, not at all, it just felt like it to him.

"Song Yuan, is that person Gu Yingchi?" A classmate beside him poked him curiously and said, "I hear my dad mentioning him every day, saying that he is very powerful. Why is he here? What is your relationship with him? ? Is he really your uncle?"

Song Yuan came back to his senses, pursed his lips and did not speak.

He has nothing to do with Gu Yingchi.

Friends are not counted, and neither are strangers. If you want to say that the only relationship that exists, it is probably a strange relationship in which each other is the benefactor of the other party.

*

The atmosphere in the Class A classroom is extremely depressing.

In the past three years, in countless exams, the first grade is from Class A, this is the first time.

For the first time, No.1 was not in Class A, but in Class F, which was the worst.

What does this mean?

After the head teacher announced the matter, when he saw the suspicious reactions of the parents below, his face seemed to be slapped.

She forced a smile, and looked at Mrs. Song, "Song Yao didn't seem to perform well this time. In the past, he should be in his early seventies, but this time he's only in his sixties."

Not only was it not the first, but it became the ninth, a few points worse than the previous exam.

The smile on Song Yao's face outside the classroom had froze since he knew that Song Yuan was the first in this exam.

Hearing the head teacher's obviously unhappy tone, his face darkened, and he pinched his palms hard, his nails almost tore the flesh, but he couldn't feel any pain.

Incredible.

People around heard that Song Yuan was the first one, and they all found it incredible.

Immediately afterwards, some parents questioned.

"Didn't it mean that Song Yuan had never read a book? I remember being inserted into Class A at the time, and I protested for this reason. What's going on now? A person who hasn't read a book became the first grader? Are you kidding me?"

"That's right. Did the school make a mistake? Couldn't the test paper be leaked in advance? I think there's something wrong with the score. I suggest you find out what's going on."

"That's right. Mrs. Song, you should know exactly how much your child weighs. What's going on with this number one?"

Unlike the joy of other children getting first place, Mrs. Song only had embarrassment on her face, especially when she was asked such a question, she became the focus of everyone's attention. Seeing from countless suspicious and sarcastic eyes, her face was burning hot.

"Song Yuan, he..." Mrs. Song was speechless. It wasn't until this moment that she realized that, as Song Yuan's mother, she didn't know Song Yuan at all after taking Song Yuan back for so long.

Thinking of this, she felt an indescribable strange feeling in her heart.

"Okay, ask her what she does, she is Song Yuan's mother, she will definitely cover Song Yuan." Someone sneered.

Mrs. Song has never been very popular in the circle of wealthy wives, and most of the time she will be cornered and ridiculed by other wives.

Before, I would swallow my anger and think about making money with peace, but when I finally found out that what I got by giving in was more unscrupulousness, I couldn't bear it anymore. I said all kinds of ugly things, quarreled and fought with them.As a result, I didn't expect to get together again the next day after the quarrel, and no one cares about it.

From then on, Mrs. Song knew that some people seemed to be smiling, but they might be swearing a lot in their hearts, and her temper became worse and worse after that.

The one who sneered at her now was a wife whom she had met a few times before but didn't deal with.

"Who said I would cover up Song Yuan?" Mrs. Song slapped the table down, her face was ugly, and she glared at the man, "If you suspect that there is something wrong with Song Yuan's ranking, you can ask the school to investigate. I have no objections. Don't be weird here. I."

"It's fine if you don't have an opinion. I'm applying for review. There must be something wrong with Song Yuan. Don't tell me he is self-taught, he can do all the questions after reading a textbook."

"I'm applying too, teacher, don't you find it strange?"

"That's right, we can't let our child be oppressed by a person who doesn't know how to get the first place in the exam."

"Song Yuan is indeed self-taught, and the test paper didn't reveal it."

The head teacher of class A couldn't hold back the smile on his face anymore.

After the last time, she believed in Song Yuan's strength, and she only hated Song Yao for his failure.

The number one for so long is said to be contested, and it's okay to be a few points away, but he didn't expect him to fall from the original number one to the ninth place by a few points.

Thinking of this, the head teacher glanced at Song Yao, his eyes full of disappointment.

That gaze was like a needle piercing his body, causing Song Yao's whole body to ache.

The classmates around him kept asking him what was going on with this exam. Song Yao was so irritable that he couldn't hold back and pushed away everyone around him. He gritted his teeth and said, "I've been affected!"

He reacted, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with a fake smile: "Song Yuan has affected me a bit, so I didn't perform well, it's as simple as that."

Everyone saw that his eyes were red, and they didn't dare to say anything, for fear that if they were not careful, they would anger him.

Song Yao couldn't stay any longer, turned around and left.

As soon as the classmates behind him saw him leave, all kinds of discussions started. Song Yao could clearly hear how they ridiculed him. He gritted his teeth and walked forward for a while, when he suddenly staggered and fell to the ground.

He lay on the ground and struggled for a long time before getting up, clutching his stinging forehead, the fire in his heart could no longer be controlled, he kicked on the tree next to him, and roared angrily, "Damn it, damn it!"

what happened?

Song Yuan has never read a book, how could he get such a high score in the exam?He must have used some method.

Self taught?Totally impossible!He didn't believe that people like Song Yuan could be self-taught!

The fire in his heart made his brain confused, and Song Yao kicked a few times in frustration, until someone passed by, then retracted his feet, wandering around like a lion about to explode, and finally saw the door of Class F from a distance A bunch of people gathered.

He walked over quickly and heard most people discussing one person.

——Gu Yingchi.

Song Yao knew this man, a legend in the business circle.After knowing Gu Yingchi, he fantasized about Gu Yingchi's appearance more than once. For a while, he looked up Gu Yingchi on the Internet like crazy, trying to find his picture and see what he looks like.

Song Yao stood behind the members of class F, and saw a person sitting in Song Yuan's seat through the window.

The man sat there with an expression on his face, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and his aura was strong and harsh, making the people around him stay away.

Song Yao saw the words on the identity card, and turned to stare at Song Yuan, eyes full of viciousness and disgust.

How did Song Yuan know Gu Yingchi?How could someone like Song Yuan know Gu Yingchi!

He suddenly remembered that the day Song Yuan left home, Master Song seemed to have mentioned the word Gu Yingchi.

Noticing his gaze, Song Yuan glanced at him lightly, with no emotion in his eyes.

Song Yao immediately put away everything and smiled gently at him.

Old Wu never liked to talk about anything. The parent meeting was disbanded after half an hour. Originally, everyone would gather around Old Wu to chat about study. Today, because of Gu Yingchi, most people went out with Gu Yingchi. , wanted to talk to Gu Yingchi, but no one dared to take the first step.

The cold sense of alienation on Gu Yingchi's body made it impossible for people to get close.

"That..." Old Wu thought of something, and caught up with Gu Yingchi, "Are you really Song Yuan's uncle?"

Gu Yingchi paused, "That's right."

Old Wu didn't go out of his way to guess what Gu Yingchi meant by the phrase "it's considered" and praised, "Song Yuan is very smart."

Gu Yingchi gave a "hmm", turned around to look at Song Yuan, and asked lightly, "Going home?"

Song Yuan didn't speak, just went back to the classroom to pack up, put on his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom.

The slender man stood at the door waiting for him, his handsome face did not look softer because of the sunlight, but became colder as ice.It's just that when he looked up at him, the cold and hard lines on his face softened a little, giving people the illusion that that face seemed to be so gentle from the beginning to the end.

Song Yuan raised his foot and walked towards him. There was only a little distance between them, but it seemed like they had walked for a long time.

The moment the footsteps stopped, a cool breeze blew in the corridor, messing up the black hair. Song Yuan looked at Gu Yingchi's side face, and said after a long time, "Let's go."

A very light sentence was quickly swallowed by the wind, Song Yuan didn't know if Gu Yingchi heard his own words, he lifted his feet and left first.

Gu Yingchi stood where he was, staring at Song Yuan's thin and thin back, his eyes darkened slightly, and after a while, he raised his heels.

After they left, the people around them seemed to be liberated, and started talking about it.

"If I had known before handing over a business card, maybe there would be a chance. I don't think he wants to be so cold and unkind as the rumors say."

"It's all a superficial illusion. Maybe if you hand it over and someone directly rejects it, then you will be embarrassed."

"After all, there is still a chance. Unlike now, there is no chance at all."

"........."

"When did your uncle become Uncle Song Yuan?" Gu's mother poked Gu Yuhe's forehead, looked at the direction Gu Yingchi left, "Why didn't I know?"

"Song Yuan is Uncle's savior." Gu Yuhe whispered, "Uncle is obviously here to support Song Yuan today! Have you seen Song Yao over there?" He pointed to Song Yao, "He is so angry Dead, I want to laugh just looking at it."

Gu's mother looked along, saw that Song Yao's face was distorted out of shape, and raised her eyebrows, "That child can't look at it, he is too jealous. By the way, you said Song Yuan was your uncle's savior? It is Chang Ming The one from the village? You son of a bitch didn’t say it sooner.”

Gu's mother slapped Gu Yuhe on the forehead bitterly, and complained: "I told him earlier that I could thank him. It was not easy to take care of your uncle at that time. Treat him to a meal and thank him properly."

Gu Yuhe didn't dare to say aggrieved, just said: "Uncle will thank you, Song Yuan doesn't like to get too close to others, mom, don't join in the fun."

"It's normal for a child who grows up in that environment not to want to get too close to others." Gu's mother sighed, her eyes filled with distress, thinking of something, she grabbed Gu Yuhe who was about to run away, "You lost more than 20 points this time compared to last time, why? What's going on?"

"This test paper is too difficult." Gu Yuhe struggled, wanting to cry without tears.

*

Mrs. Song searched the school for a long time before she saw Song Yao at the gate of Class F.

Seeing him standing there motionless like a fool, Mrs. Song was afraid that he would not be able to think of anything, so she walked over nervously, "Yaoyao? What's wrong with you? It doesn't matter if you failed the exam this time. Don't be sad, mom won't blame you."

Song Yao lowered his head and let out a muffled "hmm".

"I came here to congratulate Song Yuan for winning No.1, but I didn't expect him to leave and ignore me. Mom, I also saw that Gu Yingchi came to hold a parent-teacher meeting for him. It is the second young master of the Gu family. Uncle Song Yuan is written on the card. It's strange, how did Song Yuan know him, and the relationship between the two of them seems very unusual...Mom, this is just what I said casually, don't think about it."

From the initial doubts and guesses to the end, he waved his hands in a hurry as if trying to cover up some truth, which made people have to think about it.

Mrs. Song thought about what he said, frowned, and said, "It was Gu Yingchi last time, and this time it was Gu Yingchi again. I was also curious about their relationship."

"Mom, do you think Song Yuan felt uncomfortable staying in the Song family, so he went to find Gu Yingchi, and then..." Song Yao hesitated to speak.

Even if Mrs. Song didn't say what she said later, she knew what it was. She thought about Song Yuan's decisiveness when she left the Song family. The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was possible. He climbed up a high branch. He didn't even think about it, could he just climb up Gu Yingchi casually?! Don't you understand how much you weigh?"

The author has something to say: Gu Yingchi: Urgent #When will Sanyuan come to take the initiative to climb QAQ and I will not let go.

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