In the second class of the afternoon, a new classmate appeared in Grade Three, Class 1. This person came from the Capital City and was named Yang Fan.
As for why he came here, even the homeroom teacher Shen Yan didn’t know. She just followed the principal’s orders and arranged for him to join.
After a brief self-introduction, Yang Fan walked to the last row of the classroom and then found an empty seat to sit.
This time, Yang Fan sat in the corner, the last group, the last desk.
As Yang Fan passed by Chen Tianlong, Chen Tianlong glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, sensing something mysterious in his clear eyes, a feeling that was hard to decipher.
He sat quietly in the corner, took out his textbook, and read it silently, without saying a word to the people around him. Perhaps it was because he was naturally introverted, or maybe he hadn’t found someone he could click with.
Anyway, from the moment Yang Fan entered the classroom until school was over, he remained seated. Mo Shaoyun initially wanted to take the opportunity to recruit the newcomer, but seeing he remained silent, he simply gave up.
At South Sea No.1 Middle School’s canteen, students queued one after another, and Yang Fan, who had just arrived, wasn’t in a rush to fight for a place. About ten minutes later, he slowly walked out of the classroom.
Meanwhile, Chen Tianlong was helping Lin Wushuang collect assignments, and after handing them to the teacher, they headed to the canteen together. Coincidentally, while queuing, they saw the new classmate Yang Fan standing a few people ahead. Latest content published on novel★fire.net
At this moment, just as it was almost Yang Fan’s turn, four people suddenly pushed their way in without regard for anyone behind them.
Chen Tianlong furrowed his brows, ready to act when he saw Yang Fan also moved.
"What do you mean, guys? I was here first, and you all just cut in line without any sense of order?"
Yang Fan was naturally a passionate young man. He came from a mysterious family in Capital City, but his father forbade him from causing trouble at school or letting anyone know his secrets.
"Order? Haha, in South Sea City, who dares to talk about order to people from the Hao Family? You’d better find out if we’re easy to mess with before talking to me about order, you fool, just step aside."
The speaker was Hao Jian, with Zhang Hujun and Xu Wei standing beside him.
Seeing this foolishly righteous big guy looking visibly angry while reasoning with them, they couldn’t help but clutch their stomachs with laughter.
"I don’t care who you are, but cutting in line is wrong, and you also insulted someone. I will report to the principal..."
Before Yang Fan could finish, Hao Jian slapped him across the face, causing it to swell immediately. The loud sound startled everyone present, and they pitied the new classmate.
The Hao Family brothers were notorious bullies at South Sea No.1 Middle School. Who would dare provoke them? Not to mention cutting in line, even spitting on them had to be tolerated.
"Why did you hit me?" Yang Fan was obviously angry, but he dared not use his skills for fear of causing trouble.
"Haha, is this the fool invited by the monkeys? Still questioning why? Fine, let’s show him why!"
Zhang Hujun saw Hao Jian enjoying the hitting, and after being bullied by Chen Tianlong recently, he was looking for someone to vent his frustration on.
At this moment, there was a sudden "smack" sound, and everyone was stunned. Zhang Hujun was slapped, spun twice on the spot, and fell with stars in his eyes.
"Damn, who was that?" Hao Jian shouted in a rage, seeing his underling getting humiliated in front of him.
"Ha... Hao Jian, b... behind you." Another henchman, Xu Wei, stuttered in fright with wide eyes.
"What’s behind or in front, no matter who it is, I’m going to beat them to death." Hao Jian said, hastily turning around, nearly stumbling in shock.
This person was his nemesis; with him around, nothing good would happen!
"Chen... Chen Tianlong, you’re here!" Hao Jian finally mustered the courage to speak, knowing he couldn’t boast in front of Chen Tianlong, or the consequences would be dire.
"The food at this counter isn’t good. Let’s change spots," Hao Jian suggested intentionally.
"Yes, yes, let’s change," Xu Wei quickly agreed and signaled Zhang Hujun to get up and leave.
Receiving the cue, Zhang Hujun quickly got up and moved to the farthest window to line up.
Chen Tianlong shook his head. These guys were really easily scared. Without even a move, they were already terrified to the point of wetting themselves; not fun at all.
Chen Tianlong smiled slightly and greeted Yang Fan, seeing he was a fellow classmate.
Yang Fan saw that Chen Tianlong was a good person, and at this moment, he cracked a simple smile: "I’m fine. Thanks for earlier, I’m going to get my meal now."
"Haha, we’re all classmates; those guys are just scum, no need to bother with them."
With that, Chen Tianlong returned to his spot, and Yang Fan went to get his meal. The canteen soon returned to its usual calm, as if nothing had happened.
After eating, Chen Tianlong accompanied Lin Wushuang to the girls’ dormitory entrance before turning back to his own dormitory. As soon as he entered, he encountered a familiar face, which turned out to be Yang Fan.
The two exchanged smiles, understanding unspoken.
This was fate; if Zhao Lei was the first guy he talked to, Yang Fan was definitely a friend he could have heartfelt conversations with.
"I heard you’re called Chen Tianlong. When I saw you in action at lunch, it seemed like you knew some martial arts. Is that true?" Yang Fan was a descendant of an Ancient Martial Family and was interested in martial arts, so seeing a fellow in the dorm piqued his curiosity.
Chen Tianlong pulled Yang Fan onto the balcony since there was another roommate in the dorm. On the balcony, they chatted for a while. Chen Tianlong admitted he knew some martial arts, but their relationship hadn’t reached that level where they could fully trust each other, so they subtly probed before returning to the dorm.
Tonight, Lu Xiaoyu’s brother was coming back from the army. After class, she didn’t even eat but went out to meet him, and the two went for dinner and a stroll.
As a result, Lin Wushuang was left alone and instantly felt bored.
Although, being in the third year of high school, she should have joined the evening self-study to read more books, Lin Wushuang just couldn’t concentrate. The root cause was a call from her father, Lin Batian.
In a few days, it would be her mother’s death anniversary, and Lin Batian planned to take her to her mother’s hometown to pay respects.
So, thinking of her mother’s cause of death, Lin Wushuang felt an unspeakable pain. If it hadn’t been for her father’s total devotion to his business back then, her mother wouldn’t have died from the severe illness caused by overwork.