You are the best in the world (4)
Seeing Wenbin take out his student ID, several girls came forward and started chattering while staring at the expressionless photo of the boy on the ID.
"It's really Wenbin."
"So that's him. He's totally different from what I imagined. I didn't expect him to be so inconspicuous."
"Hey, you sound like you know her very well."
"Well... that's about right. You don't know, our class teacher always nags about how great the grades of a senior in the previous grade are, and he always gets full marks in math, physics, chemistry, and biology. He always says that he doesn't require us to be like him, and that if we can get a top student in a certain subject, he won't have to worry so much..."
"Yes, yes, our class teacher often mentions him, saying that he is a top student that our school may not meet in ten years, but he just doesn't listen to the teacher's arrangements... I thought he was supernatural."
"I heard that he is not very hardworking. He never answers questions in class. He is totally different from those top students who recite books and do exercises every day and actively listen to lectures. I don't know what's wrong with his brain?"
"that is… "
During the school days, even the top students may not be liked by most students, especially those like Luan Qiaoqing and her sisters who usually do not work hard and always strive to be the last. They look down on those top students who only know how to study hard and talk about the key points and test points every day. Seeing how hard they work, many students will have a mentality of "If I work so hard, I might get better grades than them."
But when it comes to the existence of "academic gods", no matter whether they are top students or poor students, the vast majority of people have only one emotion, that is, admiration, yearning, and even the jealousy derived from it.
Wenbin is obviously among the top academic geniuses.
However, due to his eccentric and solitary personality, the closer his classmates were to him, the harder it was for them to get close to him. On the contrary, students from other classes and even other grades in the school had "long heard of his name" and had always had a yearning for this most powerful and low-key academic god in the school.
Gossip is human nature, and mystery is a fatal attraction - at least Luan Qiaoqing and her group of sisters are obviously no exception.
After discussing Wen Bin's deeds, the girls gathered together looked at Luan Qiaoqing with even more admiration in their eyes.
"You are amazing, Sister Qiaoqiao. Are you so familiar with Wenbin? I heard that he doesn't have any friends in school and always keeps to himself."
"Yeah?"
Luan Qiaoqing smiled brilliantly and turned back to look at Wen Bin hesitantly.
"You're such a good student. I was shocked when I heard about your grades yesterday... How come you don't have any friends?"
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Wenbin was silent.
He finally understood why Luan Qiaoqing suddenly came to see him today - this girl had obviously never heard of his name in school before, and only discovered his situation by chance yesterday by exchanging "secret codes" with others, so today she couldn't wait to pull him out to show off to her little sisters.
It turned out to be just as he guessed, stupid and childish.
And he and Luan Qiaoqing are indeed magically similar—
In a sense, both of them were very "famous" in school, even known to all students. But they knew nothing about each other before they met.
As a result, even though we have known each other for so many days, I have only begun to understand each other's situation in recent days.
Seeing that Wen Bin didn't answer her, Luan Qiaoqing didn't mind at all, and even patted the boy on the shoulder, "Forget it, forget it, you are so quiet, it would be suffocating to make friends. It doesn't matter, I will be your friend from now on, and my friends are also your friends - look, there are so many sisters all of a sudden, are you happy?"
Luan Qiaoqing waved his hand, with a sense of grandeur and awe as if saying, "Look, this is the kingdom I built for you."
Wenbin pursed his lips, and in the end he endured it and said nothing.
Wenbin never thought that he would actually become "friends" with this naive, childish and silly girl.
According to Luan Qiaoqing, his relationship with her must be the best in the world.
But the little girl had an agenda when she said this—
As the midterm exams were approaching, Luan Qiaoqing's parent, who Wenbin thought must be very generous to raise a girl with such a personality, probably realized that it would be difficult for her daughter to graduate from junior high school if she continued like this, so he finally made a clear requirement on her academic performance: if Luan Qiaoqing didn't rank in the top 66.7% of the class in the exams, he would cut off her pocket money.
This was the end of the little girl's life.
Luan Qiaoqing finished complaining to her sisters with a sad face. Some people agreed that their parents were beginning to worry about their children's high school entrance exams as the fourth year of the Chinese New Year was approaching and were asking for their grades. Soon, someone cleverly brought up the question -
"Sister Qiaoqiao, aren't you familiar with Wenbin? Ask him to tutor you! He has been ranked first in the school since the final exam of the first semester of junior high school, and he has never dropped below second place. Wouldn't it be a problem if he tutors you?"
“…!” Luan Qiaoqing’s eyes lit up as he grasped at a straw of hope.
But someone soon poured cold water on him: "But I heard that Wenbin never explains questions or gives tutoring to others, so he is not popular in his class at all."
"That also requires people, right? Sister Qiaoqiao is his friend! Right, Sister Qiaoqiao?"
Luan Qiaoqing came back to her senses and nodded vigorously, "Of course. I'll go find him right now!"
Luan Qiaoqing doesn't like to think before doing things, but she is absolutely capable of taking action - that night during evening study, she quickly ran to Class 1, Grade 9.
Recently, Luan Qiaoqing had been hanging around the door of the Grade 4 Class 1 classroom, so when the first student who came out of the front door saw her, he immediately laughed, "Are you here to see Wenbin again?"
"Ah," Luan Qiao, who was looking around, heard the noise and nodded, "Can you help me get him out?"
"Okay."
The boy agreed without hesitation, and when he returned to the relatively quiet classroom after evening self-study, he shouted—
"Wenbin, your girlfriend is here to see you!"
"… "
The classroom suddenly became silent.
Then there was a burst of laughter - ever since Wen Bin got Luan Qiaoqing as his "girlfriend", the boys in the class were too cautious to bother or bully him anymore, and instead most of them just watched the fun between the two.
Wen Bin, who was sitting in his seat and staring at the dark night sky outside the window, came back to his senses. After a few seconds of silence, he closed the book in front of him, stood up and walked out.
As soon as he left, the two girls at the table behind him couldn't help but murmur:
"I see that Wen Bin is completely obedient to Luan Qiaoqing. He never responded to me when I talked to him before. So could it be that Luan Qiaoqing is really his girlfriend?"
"That's probably the case. Otherwise, Luan Qiaoqing would come to see him too often."
"What does Wenbin think? Even though Luan Qiaoqing is only in the third grade, I heard that he is better at fighting than the boys in our grade. And he is a scoundrel all day long. He looks carefree, but who knows what he is like in his heart?"
"If you ask me, Luan Qiaoqing is also amazing. It's not strange for her to have any kind of boyfriend, but why would she like Wen Bin... He's dull and weird..."
"But you can't help but feel that she has good grades. If I were his girlfriend, I'd definitely be ranked second in the grade, but at least my grades would soar."
"That's right..."
There have always been many similar discussions, but Wen Bin never paid any attention to what others said. As he walked from his seat to the front door of the classroom, his expression did not change at all.
Not until they stopped in front of the door did Luan Qiaoqing turn around and looked at him with an exaggerated tearful look.
"… "
After two seconds of silence, Wenbin slowly frowned.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Luan Qiaoqing asked: "Wenbin, tell me, are we good friends?"
Wenbin was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.
Luan Qiaoqing asked again: "Then you don't have many friends, so you and I should be the best friend in the world, right? We should be so close that we can wear the same pants and not care about each other, right?"
"… "
Wenbin was silent longer this time.
But under the puppy-like expectant gaze of the girl in front of him, he finally nodded with difficulty.
Luan Qiaoqing's eyes suddenly lit up, and she raised her hands - she grabbed Wen Bin's hands and held them up, "You admitted it! In this case, you can't just stand by and watch your friend in trouble!"
"… "
Under the different looks from the students from other classes passing by, Wen Bin pulled his hand out with difficulty, "What's the problem?"
"Of course it's my grades! My mom forced me to get into the top two-thirds of the class in this midterm exam, and she also said that if I didn't do it, she would cut off my pocket money!" Luan Qiaoqing wanted to cry, "You know, the grades of the sisters I know are similar to mine, and it's useless to rely on them - I can only rely on you, please tutor me, and if you can get into the top two-thirds, I'll treat you to a big meal!"
Wen Bin frowned, "I don't know how to explain the questions to others."
Luan Qiaoqing immediately responded: "It doesn't matter if you don't know how to do it, we can learn slowly! I don't need you to learn much, really!"
"… "
Seeing Wen Bin still hesitating, Luan Qiaoqing immediately wrinkled her nose and looked at him pitifully, "You're not really going to watch him die without helping, are you? We are so close that we are like-minded. Our friend is in trouble, and this time I can only rely on you."
“… … ”
In fact, Wen Bin had already decided not to refuse Luan Qiaoqing the moment she opened her mouth.
But he also knew that if he didn't give in, Luan Qiaoqing would pester him until he agreed, based on her personality. He didn't know if it was because the evening study session was too boring, or if it was because he had never seen this noisy little girl pretend to be so exaggeratedly pitiful in front of him, so he found it new and strange...
Wenbin only knew that he would have agreed at the beginning, but he still waited for the little girl to hold his hands and cling to him for a long time before he nodded.
Even many years later, when Wenbin recalls this ordinary night, he still feels deeply impressed.
It's not because of anything else.
It was only much later that he realized that all the scheming deep in his bones was unconsciously unearthed from that very second because of this girl.
All of a person's schemes are due to what he desires.
He didn't have it before, but that day, or even earlier, he already had it.
I have to say, as a genius student who only flips through books and never summarizes any test points, key points, difficulties and scoring points, it is absolutely painful to tutor a bunch of poor students who are striving to get the top spot from almost zero foundation.
As for why there are a bunch of—
"Wenbin, can we discuss something?"
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"Look, you're going to teach me the questions anyway, one person will do, two people will do - how about teaching my sisters as well? Some of them are also under pressure from their parents to get good grades, they are so miserable, almost as pitiful as me."
“…My grades are similar to yours.”
"yes!"
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"Why do you ask that?"
"… "
"Are you disgusted by our poor academic performance? Have you forgotten that we are already close friends who can wear the same pants? qwq"
“… I don’t dislike you.”
"So you agree?!"
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"Speak."
"… Um."
"Hahahahaha, I knew you were the most righteous! Then I'll come to you before the weekend to tell you the time and place for our tutoring!"
"… "
So, this tragedy of having the genius student tutoring the poor student was multiplied by n times, and it was decided.
Saturday morning.
Wen Bin stood in front of the familiar door of the high-end apartment building again. After pausing for a few seconds, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.
In just a few seconds, the security door in front of him was pushed open from the inside, and the little girl's bright smile appeared -
"Good morning, Mr. Wen!"
Wenbin was slightly startled, then he reacted. He nodded silently, then followed the little girl who turned around and entered the room.
"Let's have class in the study room today. I've already told my mother." Luan Qiaoqing said with a smile as she walked towards the door.
Wen Bin hesitated for a moment, and took the initiative to ask, "Did Auntie agree?"
"What's there to disagree with?" Luan Qiaoqing looked back in surprise.
“So many people came…”
"Oh, you're coming too." Luan Qiaoqing smiled so much that her eyes curved. "My mom was so happy when she heard that the top student in the grade was coming to tutor me."
Wen Bin was silent for a few seconds, "Didn't Auntie find a tutor for you?"
The little girl had already turned around and walked inside. Without looking back, she replied, "How do you know she found one for me? Of course she did. Unfortunately, I don't get along with those teachers. I get sleepy every time I hear them explaining something to me. Besides, they are all fierce and don't smile at all. I don't want them to tutor me."
"… "
The two walked to the study room one after the other. After Luan Qiaoqing pushed open the door, she suddenly thought of something and turned around, smiling brightly while holding Wen Bin's wrist and dragging him in.
"Look, this is the teaching whiteboard that my mom had delivered to our house yesterday, as well as those colored markers. Here are the magnets and erasers. How about it? Doesn't it create a nice atmosphere?"
"… "
Wen Bin didn't say anything. Ren Luan Qiaoqing took him around the study and introduced the "teaching tools" one by one.
It was not until another of Luan Qiaoqing's sisters came to knock on the door that Luan Qiaoqing went out to open the door.
Listening to the lively sounds coming from the entrance of one or two rooms away, Wenbin looked at the whiteboard quietly.
After a few seconds, he raised his wrist again, silently looking at the place where the little girl had unconsciously grasped it just now, and slowly stroked it with his other hand.
The noise of laughter outside the door gradually approached, and Wen Bin slowly suppressed the rare true emotion in his eyes. He raised his eyes and looked back at the whiteboard.
At this moment he suddenly felt a little regretful—
If I had known... I shouldn't have agreed to tutor other people as well.
After the midterm exam results came out, a magical thing happened in the school - many teachers and classmates were surprised to find that Luan Qiaoqing and her little sisters who never worked hard had made considerable progress in the midterm exam.
Among them, Luan Qiaoqing is the most typical: she always strives to be the last in the class, but she actually ranked in the top 50% in the mid-term exam.
If the candidates' examination rooms had not been randomly assigned, the teachers would probably have suspected that they had cheated together.
Even if this option was ruled out, the head teachers of each class still specifically asked Luan Qiaoqing and others about the situation. After learning that the truth was that Wen Bin, a fourth-year student with excellent grades but a withdrawn personality, had tutored them on weekends for half a semester, the head teachers were all amazed.
Some people were even more kind-hearted and went to thank the head teacher of Class 1, Grade 9.
This head teacher has been teaching Wenbin's class from the first to the fourth grade, and he knows Wenbin's personality and daily behavior very well.
After hearing the news, he went to the classroom during an evening study session and called Wenbin out with a serious expression.
When Wenbin walked to the corridor outside the classroom, he saw his head teacher standing in front of the corridor window with his hands behind his back.
Wen Bin walked forward silently and stopped, "Teacher."
The head teacher turned around and said, "Wenbin, you got first place in the grade in the midterm exam again, that's great."
"Thank you, teacher." The boy said calmly.
"… "
The head teacher looked at the boy with a bit of surprise.
He hadn't noticed this student who didn't need any extra attention for a long time. It was not until today that he discovered that the boy seemed to have grown taller, and even his shoulders and back seemed to be straighter. His whole body exuded a hint of youthful sharpness, and he was no longer as insignificant as before.
Moreover, his personality seemed a little different from before - at least in the past, he was sure that if he spoke like this, the boy in front of him would remain silent as if he had heard nothing.
The most intuitive feeling... maybe it's more like a living person
The head teacher was amused by his own thoughts. He coughed lightly and said seriously, "But I heard that you were tutoring some students before the midterm exam. Wouldn't that affect your own study?"
The boy didn't seem surprised by his question at all, and even his eyes didn't waver as he spoke calmly again: "Not bad."
"…" Seeing that such euphemisms could not achieve the goal, the head teacher simply asked directly, "Have you been close to that girl named Luan Qiaoqing in the third grade this semester? I heard from the third grade teacher in the school that you tutored her and several of her friends?"
The boy's expression remained unchanged, "Yes."
The head teacher's tone became serious. "It's a good thing to help classmates, but I remember that you didn't like to explain questions to classmates before. Why did you make an exception this time?"
Wenbin was silent for a moment, "We are friends."
"Friends?" The head teacher frowned. "What friends?"
"… "
"Wenbin, this is the most important stage in your life. You will be taking the high school entrance exam in just over a semester. You must not let down your guard at this time. Things like premature love are strictly prohibited in school. I can't control other students, but you are my student, so I must control you."
Wenbin raised his eyes, "Teacher, we are not in love."
"So what is your relationship with her? Just ordinary friends? Ordinary friends, but you are so dedicated to teaching her and her friends?"
“…” The boy was silent again.
As the corridor became quiet, the head teacher's face turned grim.
"Wenbin, you are a smart kid, don't be confused about this kind of thing. Luan Qiaoqing can afford to play, can you play like her? Yes, your grades are indeed not affected yet, but are you sure there will be no problem in the future? In case she fails the high school entrance examination, her parents can still send her to another school to study in the third and fourth grades again. Can your parents do the same?"
Wen Bin's expression finally changed. Maybe he was touched by the teacher's words. He frowned slightly and said seriously, "I won't affect my grades."
"It won't affect your grades - how come you don't understand what I'm saying?" The head teacher finally couldn't help but get angry. "For things like premature love, the parents should be called at the very least, and in serious cases, they may even be persuaded to quit! Do you want to ruin your life, huh?"
"… "
"I'm telling you, from today on, you must stay away from Luan Qiaoqing. If I hear that there's anything going on between you two or if I see you two walking together again, I'll report it to the Political Education Office. I will never tolerate premature love!"
“… … ”
After the head teacher's threat, the corridor fell into a long silence.
Just when the head teacher felt relieved, thinking that no matter how good Wenbin's grades were and how smart he was, he was still only a 16 or 17-year-old boy, and that he probably didn't say anything because he was scared by him, he suddenly heard the boy, who was lowering his head, speak -
"There's still half a year left."
The head teacher was stunned, "What?"
"There is still half a year before the high school entrance exam, teacher." Wen Bin spoke in a calm voice, neither fast nor slow.
When he raised his head, the head teacher realized that the expression and eyes on his face did not show the fear or panic that he had imagined.
In fact, that overly calm look made the head teacher feel a terrifying chill in his heart when looking at such a child who was only sixteen or seventeen years old.
… He is just a kid of sixteen or seventeen, how can he be so calm and not show any fear or vulnerability
What made the head teacher feel even more uncomfortable was what the boy said afterwards.
The head teacher gritted his teeth and said, "There's still half a year before the high school entrance exam, so what?"
Wen Bin: "There is still half a year before the high school entrance exam, and my grades have been stable for four years. So as long as there is no major fault, even if I really fall in love prematurely, the political education department will at most give me a warning and will not persuade me to drop out."
The head teacher froze for a moment, then sneered with a mixture of anger and guilt, "Are you the teacher or am I the teacher? You think you can do whatever you want just because you have good grades, right?!"
"Of course not. I know very well the limit of academic performance as a golden ticket to immortality." Even when the boy said such words that frightened the class teacher, his eyes and tone remained calm, "But at least, premature love is within the limit."
The head teacher was finally completely enraged: "I tell you, it's impossible with me, you—"
"In half a year at most, I can bring a city-wide top scorer in the high school entrance exam to our school." Wen Bin interrupted him. "After half a year, not to mention the direct teacher performance evaluation, in terms of reputation, you will be the teacher who taught a top scorer in the high school entrance exam. If my grades are so good that they break the previous records, there will probably be reporters from the city TV station coming to the school to interview you and me. I can tell them how diligent, strict and good friend you are, and you may even have a place in the city's outstanding teacher selection. And after that, there will be new outstanding seedlings who want to enter your next class, or even the next one..."
Wenbin paused here.
Then he looked up and asked calmly, "Teacher, do you think it's difficult to ignore the ordinary friendship problems of an ordinary student, as there are many more problems than these?"
“… … ”
The boy's slow words made the head teacher's expression stiffen.
He really couldn't imagine that such words were spoken by a student who was only in the 4th grade of junior high school. Almost every word in it hit his demands with great precision.
He found that he had made the biggest mistake - he had taught this student for almost four years and he thought he understood this student, but the truth was just the opposite.
—He knew nothing about the true inner self of this student. But this student, without knowing when, had observed him in great detail and was fully aware of all his demands and needs.
All of this, for a student who is only in the fourth grade of junior high school, makes him feel more than just horrible.
Seeing that the head teacher was completely shaken, Wenbin slowly nodded his head until he bowed with his whole body.
The boy bent 90 degrees in front of the teacher, his voice as calm as when he first walked into this corridor:
"I got the answer from the teacher, thank you. I will definitely bring you the top scorer of the next semester's high school entrance examination. I'm going back to the classroom now. Goodbye, teacher."
"… "
The boy stood up straight, turned around and went back to the classroom.
It was not until he slowly walked back to his seat and sat down, and until no one was looking at him anymore, that Wenbin's impeccably calm look suddenly relaxed.
He looked down at his palms—a thin layer of sweat had already formed there.
He was just a junior high school student, so he naturally didn't have the ability to stay calm and control his emotions. But tonight, he had to make his first attempt.
Fortunately, the attempt was successful.
But Wenbin didn't know that night that this "skill" that he had slowly discovered for his desires, which seemed to have some kind of talent bonus buried deep in his bones, was something he would become more and more accustomed to and proficient in in the future.
Because of this ability that is gradually developed based on the talent created by the original environment, he will slowly become a completely different person from the past.
—Just because of that one desire.
With Wen Bin's full support, who Luan Qiaoqing was unaware of, the "strong friendship" between Wen Bin and Luan Qiaoqing continued intact into the new semester.
For Wenbin, this is also the last semester before the high school entrance examination.
Two things happened around the start of this semester.
The first thing was that Wenbin's mother could no longer support herself and chose to remarry. Before the New Year, she married a divorced man named Chu who had a daughter and a wealthy family. Wenbin thus gained a new "father" and finally got rid of his difficult life.
The second thing was that a new student transferred to Class 1, Grade 9. He was a sports student, tall and handsome. Soon after he arrived, he won the hearts of many girls in the school.
Originally, the second incident had nothing to do with Wenbin.
Whether there is a new student in the class, whether he is a boy or a girl, whether he is pretty or not - Wenbin never cares too much about these things that most of his peers pay close attention to.
There is naturally only one reason why this incident would affect Wenbin and make him unable to forget it even after many years: that is Luan Qiaoqing.
Wenbin discovered something unusual because Luan Qiaoqing had come to Class 1, Grade 9 to look for him more frequently.
As the conversation went on, the girl kept looking towards a corner of the Grade 9 Class 1 classroom, and Wen Bin finally gradually determined the reason.
—It was the first time that he hated his own Octavia like this.
But he did not reveal it, just pretending not to know. That was probably a kind of self-deception that was not very clever for him.
Unfortunately, even so, the illusion that nothing had happened did not last long.
One month after the new semester began, Luan Qiaoqing finally put her arm around Wen Bin’s shoulders with a bright smile in the corridor outside the Grade 9 Class 1 one day and asked him heartlessly—
"Hey, what do you think about me going after that transfer student in your class?"
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