Lin Xu was socially isolated in a small circle and was taken to the office of his new head teacher, Mr. Wang, after school in the afternoon on the pretext of skipping physical education class.
He was pulled aside for a half-hour conversation, but the content was not about skipping classes, but about asking Lin Xu whether he was adapting to the new class and other questions.
After all, physical education classes have always been a time for relaxation, or in other words, for playing. Lin Xu was indeed the first person in history to find an excuse to skip class. He hid in the bushes and played with his phone quietly, which was a bit cute, so Teacher Wang didn't take it too seriously.
He just said, "After all, you are in the third year of high school, so you should play with your phone less."
Lin Xu's face became even hotter.
As a result, Lin Xu himself was in a daze and didn't hear much for half an hour, and was immersed in embarrassment.
Facing the curious and happy eyes of his classmates, Lin Xu felt like his heart was burning, but he could only pretend to be calm on the surface.
He held the shoulder straps of his schoolbag with both hands and went home alone. When he saw a young couple hiding and laughing on the path, he just looked at them and pretended not to see them, and walked a little further away.
I was a little hungry. My grandparents should be out dancing in the square. It would take up too much time to cook. Lin Xu originally wanted to buy something to eat at the school gate, but when he thought of what happened last time and his auntie's promise that she would remember him, he stopped silently.
Today, Lin Xu can no longer afford to suffer social death a second time.
So Lin Xu simply went to the school cafeteria, but it was already past lunchtime and there were not many people in the cafeteria. After all, there were many day students in the school and not many dinner windows were open.
But there was still something for Lin Xu to eat. He ordered a bowl of clear soup noodles and ate his meal in a very elegant manner, which was very pleasing to the eye.
While killing time, Lin Xu glanced at the mobile phone on the table, then slowly looked away, as this was the culprit of his embarrassment.
However, he was worried whether there was any important information, so Lin Xu hesitated and took it to have a look.
First, there was a missed call from the original owner's father.
Lin Xu thought that it might be related to his transfer to another class. The original owner's father must be very angry. After all, he spent so much money to train him for two years, but in the end, this was the result.
His family is not rich.
He pursed his lips and called back.
Lin Xu was still a little nervous about replacing the original owner. Sometimes he wondered where the original owner had gone. The most likely possibility was that he had also been reincarnated into his body, like a soul swap.
In this case, Lin Xu felt a little sorry for the original owner. He could still repeat high school without being exposed, but the original owner would probably find it difficult to continue working.
But fortunately, his family is well off and should be able to provide the original owner with enough food and drink.
Lin's father quickly answered the call.
"Dad, do you have something to talk to me about?" Lin Xu put down his chopsticks and concentrated on communicating with his father.
Compared to the past, Lin Xu's tone no longer had the impatience of his rebellious period, and when the day came to get his living expenses, the first thing he said was not to ask for money. Lin's father was a little surprised.
Of course, what surprised him even more was Lin Xu's decision to change classes.
"Nothing. I heard from your class teacher that you were planning to change classes, so I wanted to ask you what you think." Father Lin asked, his voice expressing no emotion.
Lin Xu had no choice but to tell him his thoughts.
Under the current circumstances, the only way to go to school is to take the college entrance examination. It’s not that he wants to waste his family’s cultivation.