Yesterday, because Xiang Feifei took the initiative to talk to Song Yan in the cafeteria, when she returned to the classroom, a group of boys gathered around her.
Today, as soon as Song Yan returned to the classroom, not only the boys gathered around him, but also the girls. Girls aged sixteen or seventeen generally have a hero complex. Students who only know how to fight are considered bad students in their eyes, but they helped the police to subdue them. The wanted criminal is the hero.
"Song Yan, tell us again, how did you subdue the wanted criminal? And how many tricks did you use?"
"Song Yan, were you afraid at that time?"
"By the way, Song Yan, are you not injured?"
Faced with all the questions from the girls, Song Yan felt like his head was getting bigger.
"That kid is really in the limelight!" A boy surrounding Zhang Tianran said sourly.
"Hmph, it's just a villain who gets his way." Zhang Tianran snorted coldly.
The school bell rang.
Song Yan quickly used the excuse of going to class to get out. Facing this group of extremely curious girls was more tiring than fighting with others.
As soon as he returned to his seat, Li Lei's chubby face came up to him again: "Song Yan, you have to treat me today."
"Okay." Thinking that he had earned a bonus of 80,000 yuan, Song Yan agreed happily.
"Go to Shengshi Hotel to eat." Li Lei immediately said.
"No need to talk." Song Yan gave Li Lei a look. Shengshi is a five-star hotel, and the food there may not be that delicious, but the prices are extremely expensive. He doesn't have the spare money to be taken advantage of.
"Iron cock!" Li Lei snorted dissatisfied.
"Choose a place to eat near the school, and I will provide you with meals for another week." Song Yan said.
"Ha, why are you so embarrassed... Then you're welcome." Li Lei quickly smiled. "Creation God Kingdom" had just launched its server, and he had to go leveling up every day after school. Song Yan paid for his meals for a week. The money saved can be used to buy two more pieces of equipment.
Before getting the ring system, Song Yan had poor grades and a low profile. Li Lei was the only one he could talk to among his classmates.
The class has been going for five minutes, and the first class is Chinese, but Yan Weimin has not arrived yet. For a moment, everyone was a little confused. Only Song Yan understood that Yan Weimin should have been hit because he was removed from the position of class teacher by the principal. However, for him, There is nothing to sympathize with.
It wasn't until ten minutes into class that Yan Weimin walked into the classroom with a gloomy face. As soon as he approached the podium, he frowned and shouted to a boy sitting in the corner of the classroom: "Zi Ming, take the drawer and clean it."
Wang Ziming was also a poor student, with a strong build and a height of nearly 1.8 meters, but his character was very cowardly. Not to mention boys, even little girls could scold him to tears.
"Yes, Teacher Yan."
Wang Ziming stood up silently and walked to the podium.
Yan Weimin was sure that Wang Ziming was too cowardly to resist, so he handed the matter over to him.
Looking at Wang Ziming who silently walked out of the classroom holding the drawer, Song Yan's eyes flashed. Wang Ziming's situation was somewhat similar to his. He also had no parents. He was picked up by his grandmother while picking up rubbish. Every day after school, he would meet with him. Grandma went to pick up garbage together.
Hence his nickname, The Trash King.
Yan Weimin was in a bad mood and asked everyone to review by themselves, sitting in a chair in a daze. Occasionally, his eyes would glance at Song Yan with resentment.
At noon, Song Yan and Li Lei went to a relatively high-end restaurant near the school, ordered five or six dishes, and had a pleasant meal.
After eating, Song Yan found an excuse to send Li Lei away. He went to the school grove, then brought up the system interface and started the lottery.
What I drew this time was a magical power on the same level as photographic memory—comprehension.
Once the magical power of "melting through" is activated, his understanding and calculation abilities will increase dozens of times in the next two hours.
Although Song Yan is a liberal arts student, liberal arts also includes algebra, physics, chemistry and other subjects. Song Yan's mental strength is only 75 points, and his understanding and calculation ability can only be considered average. Therefore, it is too timely to melt and master this magical power.
School was over in a blink of an eye. When Song Yan was cleaning the classroom, he received a call from his uncle asking him to go back for dinner.
But before going, he went to the mall and spent 2,000 yuan to buy two cigarettes and two bottles of wine for his uncle. He also spent 2,000 yuan to buy a dress for his aunt. Although her aunt was mean to him, at least she wasn't mean to him. Withheld his living expenses.
After thinking about it, Song Yan went to the jade counter and bought a jade Buddha for Song Xue for 6,000 yuan.
"Ayan, you are back."
The person who opened the door for Song Yan was his uncle Song Shize. Suddenly, his eyes fell on the gift held in Song Yan's hand, and he couldn't help but frown: "Why did you buy these things?"
Song Yan couldn't help but tensed up and explained: "I helped the police catch two wanted criminals, and they rewarded me with some money, so I bought some things to honor you and my aunt."
"Okay, come in. Keep your money for college, don't use it randomly."
"Okay uncle, I understand." Song Yan nodded quickly.
Tonight's meal was extraordinarily rich, and his aunt would pick up dishes for Song Yan from time to time, which made him a little flattered.
After dinner, the uncle called Song Yan to the study room and gave him some instructions, and told him to sleep at home tonight instead of going back to school.
I have to go to a coffee shop to play in the evening, so I can't stay here. He used the excuse that the textbooks and review materials were left in the dormitory and he wanted to go back to review, but the uncle did not insist.
For the first time, his aunt sent him outside the door and praised him.
It seems that the gift of clothes had some effect.
Yang Yanli's taste is not low. Before eating, she had seen the dress Song Yan bought for her. It was a brand-name product and cost at least 2,000 yuan. Plus cigarettes, alcohol and the jade Buddha for Song Xue, it cost at least 10,000 yuan. , which made her feel that this boy Song Yan was not a person who forgot his roots. It was because of this that her attitude towards Song Yan changed.
Song Yan returned to his dormitory, changed his clothes, and hurried to the coffee shop. He had already asked the system elf Miaowu that the next lottery would cost 2,000 reputation points.
After the lottery, his reputation value was still 929 points, which means there was still a gap of more than 1,000 points.
It's not easy to get more than a thousand fame points. If you don't have a big limelight, you may not be able to earn it in a month.
Similarly, before Song Yan arrived, the cafe was already full of customers.
He glanced at the group of guests and did not find Xiang Feifei, feeling a little disappointed for some reason.
After the performance, Zheng Yun, who had been looking for him yesterday, came to see him again, took out a registration form and filled it out for him, and told him that the Xiangcheng Piano Competition would start on the 15th of this month.
For the next period of time, Song Yan lived a very fulfilling life. He went to school, listened to various songs on the Internet, went to cafes to play piano, and returned to the dormitory at night to study using his two magical powers of photographic memory and integration.
With the help of these two magical powers, he felt that his academic performance was steadily improving every day. There was another thing worth mentioning. After the principal removed Yan Weimin as the class teacher, his replacement was actually the beautiful teacher Han Sha. This made the students of Class 9 very happy.
In a blink of an eye, it was time for the monthly exam. After preparing for so long, Song Yan couldn't help but gear up. (To be continued)