TRSGVM 12

Chapter 12

Wang Cheng couldn’t outtalk Qi Lin with sarcasm and veiled remarks, so he could only slink back to his seat in embarrassment.

Moreover, he wasn’t even sure whether Qi Lin’s words were intentional or accidental.

In Wang Cheng’s eyes, Qi Lin had always been the image of a silly, easily fooled rich kid—the stupid son of a wealthy landlord.

No matter what kind of words came out of his mouth, they could always be interpreted that way.

“It must just be a coincidence.”

“Forget it. There’s no need to argue with a useless rich idiot who only knows how to eat and wait for death. I’ll find another chance to fleece him later.”

Wang Cheng silently comforted himself.

Ring—ring—ring.

The class bell rang, and morning reading time began.

But strangely, by the time half of the morning reading period had already passed, Lan Yuxi—who had gone to the office to hand in homework—finally returned.

“Class monitor, didn’t you go report me to the teacher? Why are you only coming back now?”

“Did the teacher ask me to go to the office?”

Seeing Lan Yuxi lowering her head with a guilty expression, Qi Lin cupped his hands around his mouth like a megaphone and shouted loudly.

His voice even drowned out the sound of everyone reading.

Immediately, the entire class looked toward Lan Yuxi.

At this moment, Lan Yuxi had just finished copying the answers before returning.

When she entered the classroom, she was tiptoeing quietly, like someone covering their ears while stealing a bell, hoping nobody would notice her.

Now that Qi Lin suddenly shouted like this, she was startled. Her pretty face turned slightly pale, afraid someone might discover her cheating.

“The teacher went to a meeting. I’ll tell the teacher during the next class.”

Thinking of who the culprit was, Lan Yuxi clenched her teeth in anger.

Her beautiful eyes glared directly at Qi Lin.

“Oh? The teacher went to a meeting? Then why did our honorable class monitor stay in the office for so long? Could it be you were doing something you didn’t want others to see?”

Qi Lin spoke in a mischievous tone.

Swish!

This time, Lan Yuxi’s face truly turned pale.

Qi Lin’s tone made it sound as if he already knew what she had done earlier.

“Don’t slander me! I… I was just helping clean the teacher’s office because it was dirty.”

Lan Yuxi panicked, but surprisingly she managed to come up with a fairly reasonable excuse.

Afraid that Qi Lin might say something even more shocking, Lan Yuxi ignored him and hurried back to her seat.

“Yuxi, you…”

Seeing the girl he loved being bullied by Qi Lin, Wang Cheng felt heartbroken and wanted to comfort her.

“Don’t talk to me. Read!”

Lan Yuxi bit her lower lip, staring at her book.

Right now, her heart was in chaos. Anyone talking to her only made her more nervous.

“Damn idiot Qi Lin. Can’t you behave yourself for once?”

“I don’t know which idiot had a brain lapse and let this moron into the school.”

Wang Cheng cursed again and glanced toward Qi Lin’s seat.

At this moment, the other students were all reading aloud.

But Qi Lin was leaning back in his chair with a book covering his head—actually sleeping.

Seeing this, Wang Cheng felt even more unbalanced inside.

“God must be blind to let such a useless waste be born into such a good family.”

…

After morning reading ended, Qi Lin tossed the empty bottle of Scream drink with a long throw, and it landed perfectly in the trash can.

“Not bad. Drinks that other people treat you to really do taste better.”

Qi Lin smacked his lips as if savoring the aftertaste.

“The grade-wide mock exam will begin soon. For the next two hours, no going to the bathroom and no doing anything unrelated to the exam. If anyone needs to use the restroom or buy water, do it during the break now.”

At this moment, the homeroom teacher—who had just finished his meeting—pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and walked into the classroom, speaking in his usual serious tone.

Qi Lin’s homeroom teacher was a middle-aged man in his fifties named Mei Sanyuan.

It was said that he was a nationally recognized gold-medal teacher who was extremely responsible with students and treated everyone equally.

In his previous life, he had also tried to improve Qi Lin’s grades.

Unfortunately, back then Qi Lin had a completely “salted fish” mentality—totally unmotivated about studying. In the end, he scored only one or two hundred points on the college entrance exam. His father eventually paid money to get him into a private aristocratic university.

After teaching for an entire lifetime and producing countless top exam scorers, ending up with a student like Qi Lin was probably the greatest disgrace of Mei Sanyuan’s career.

After reminding the class, Mei Sanyuan returned to the office to prepare the exam papers.

The first subject would be Chinese, and he would personally supervise the exam.

“Hmm! Finished my water. I’ll go to the convenience store and buy a few more bottles.”

After the homeroom teacher left, Qi Lin stood up and stretched lazily, his eyes casually glancing at Wang Cheng.

Those words were deliberately meant for Wang Cheng to hear.

Not just breakfast—whenever Qi Lin went to the school store to buy snacks or drinks during breaks, Wang Cheng would follow behind like a tail.

The reason was simple: he used their “brotherhood” to morally pressure Qi Lin into treating him to food and drinks.

In his previous life, Qi Lin had been deeply touched that Wang Cheng was the only person in class willing to be friends with him, so he always granted every request.

But now, Wang Cheng had just been tricked by him and lost forty-four yuan.

Qi Lin didn’t believe Wang Cheng wouldn’t try to make that money back from him.

Sure enough, just as Qi Lin stood up and hadn’t even taken a step yet, Wang Cheng was already beside him.

“Perfect. I was just thinking of going to the store too. Qi Lin, let’s go together.”

Wang Cheng said with a smile.

“Sure.”

Qi Lin nodded with a smile.

Under the gaze of their classmates, the two walked toward the school store together.

Back in 2002, high school students generally didn’t have much pocket money.

Most students brought water bottles from home and rarely bought drinks from the school store.

In fact, everyone was somewhat envious of the wealthy second-generation Qi Lin—and Wang Cheng, who got to enjoy the benefits by being his friend.

It’s just that they couldn’t bring themselves to lower their pride like Wang Cheng and befriend a poor-performing student like Qi Lin.

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