alking for about an hour, she noticed something strange, " ...Why do I feel like you guys don't intend to go back"This time, Jun Zhi Mu chose a small group of people to set out, including Lu Qinan, L...A fight broke out between the two graduating classes of high school because of an inter-school basketball league, marking the first time such an incident occurred at their school. The top class and the worst performing class came into conflict, and without a doubt, Class 25 would be held responsible.

"The school is really biased. Even though our class monitor, Dashi, was over the line, getting kicked out seems too harsh." Song Mengmeng complained as soon as she got back to the dorm.

Class 25 usually came last in exams. This time, with the basketball league finally providing a chance for them to shine, one of their players became arrogant and kicked Sima An during the game. Unexpectedly, this sparked a brawl.

It's really unfair that they only discipline students from their own class when fights happen.

"The school wants to keep the enrollment rate high, so those with good grades and contributions will naturally be treated leniently. Besides, I heard that your homeroom teacher has dealt with that troublesome student recently, and her mood has improved." Fang Mei's words were very reasonable.

Song Mengmeng hung her head and sighed.

Jo Bao'er patted her shoulder, "Our class's white lotus got beaten up by your class, face swollen and bruised. No way, society sympathizes with the weak."

It wasn't a brawl, it was a one-sided beating. This top student wouldn't know how to fight if his life depended on it.

“Joe Baoer, someone downstairs is calling you.” Zhu Xiaowei was holding his English textbook in the dormitory corridor, reciting words, when he saw the boys downstairs. “It’s Sima An.”

Result Song Mengmeng became even more excited and rushed to the corridor to look outside. Seeing the person, she was filled with anger like an enemy. "You dare come here again It's all your fault that our class is in such a miserable state!" She grabbed an apple and wanted to throw it down, but luckily Fang Mei stopped her.

"Dropping things from a high place is very dangerous, don't you want to get fired too"

Song Mengmeng was furious and increasingly found Sima An annoying. She, along with her entire class, felt that the handling of the situation was overly severe, mainly because Sima An had used his connections behind the scenes.

A student who hasn't entered society has integrity and can't stand these dirty relationships. Things seem even more twisted to them.

Jo Bao'er didn't have much of a reaction to this. Tonight was her night off at the bubble tea shop, and she was thinking about how to spend her free time. As for Sima An downstairs, she couldn't be bothered with him.

"Senior sister! Senior sister! Senior sister!"

Sima An sprained his foot and couldn't walk. He stayed at home for two days, but today he couldn't bear it any longer and returned to school early. He came straight to the girls' dormitory and is still using a crutch.

"I didn't realize you had so much persistence." Fang Mei teased, the voice downstairs seemed determined to call someone out no matter what.

Jo Bao'er hugged a pile of physics and chemistry exam papers, sitting cross-legged at her small desk on the bed, concentrating on solving problems. She completely ignored the sound. She had been in school for three years and had seen it all.

Song Mengmeng could no longer bear it and said, "Using his relationship with the principal to bother us while we're resting I went down and pushed him, giving our class clown some payback."

While Sima An was injured and leaning on a crutch, take advantage of his weakness to bully him.

"Cold... Calm down!" Zhu Xiaowei tried to pull her back but couldn't.

He hurriedly ran after her, afraid that Song Mengmeng would cause trouble again, "What do you mean!" Downstairs, Song Mengmeng, who had originally been aggressive, seemed a little confused now.

Sima An had a good attitude. "I was also wrong about the basketball game, I'm really sorry."

He apologized as soon as he spoke. Before she even moved, he had already surrendered. Song Mengmeng had no reason to get angry now.

"Here, take these fruits. They're from my family's orchard back home."

"There are some cakes in this box, tiramisu and durian mille-feuille. My mom made them, she said to eat them as soon as possible, otherwise they'll melt."

He actually brought so many things to bribe them.

Song Mengmeng couldn't bear it anymore and forced a smile, "Who wants your stuff We can buy our own." She, Song Mengmeng, was the school's little rich girl.

"I know, I know these things aren't valuable, they're all from home, please don't mind them." Sima An supported himself with his cane in one hand, his tone sincere, yet tinged with a hint of pity.

Song Mengmeng couldn't stand it anymore and took a step back. She felt that this younger brother wasn't ordinary.

"Zhu Xiao Wei still arrived with a calm tone, "Sima classmate, you should take these back. Qiao Bao er won't want these things. Even if you move them in, she will throw them in the trash."

"I just transferred here and don't have many friends. Sister Qiao accompanied me to the hospital last time, so I just wanted to thank her, and you all."

Sima An was originally two years younger than them. His words were humble and servile. He was fair-skinned and handsome, but thin and weak, leaning on a crutch.

Song Mengmeng had always wanted a younger brother or sister to fulfill her wish of being an elder sister. Unfortunately, her mother only gave birth to her, a daughter, before passing away. Now, she and her father depended on each other for support.

"It's okay, it's okay. We can still be friends."

Song Mengmeng's mind sparked, and she actually tiptoed up and patted Sima An's head, comforting him.

"I'll take these fruit cakes up to Qiao Bao for you. They came all the way from home, a little something from the heart. Even if they aren't expensive, it would be a shame to throw them away."

Song Mengmeng was super enthusiastic, "Little Brother Sima, you only read through high school year one and came to take the college entrance exam with us. If there's anything you don't understand on the test papers, just come ask us, after all, we've read two more years than you!"

Zhu Xiaowei stood aside, completely dumbfounded.

This person actually dares to teach others how to read.

Sima An looked especially serious as he thanked Song Mengmeng, "Thank you, senior sister."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Song Mengmeng smiled very kindly.

The 502’s backup rations became quite plentiful, and Sima An always found some excuse to send them gifts. This man gave presents with particular humility. Over time, Sima An transitioned from being an enemy to one of their own.

"The child is teachable and will surely accomplish great things." Fang Mei gave high praise.

"Have you all been bought by him"

The school bell rang, and many classmates had already left. Qiao Ba'er finished the last exam paper and planned to have a big steamed bun for lunch and return to the dormitory for a rest.

They went to the cafeteria together. Zhu Xiaowei also sighed, “Although Sima An is younger than us, he feels like he will be very accomplished in the future.”

"Senior sister," the person just mentioned actually appeared before him.

"...Haven't you guys had lunch yet I made some bento boxes, made them myself. Would you guys do me a favor and try the taste"

Sima An seemed a little flustered, his short hair was slightly tousled as if he had seen them running towards him from afar.

"You weren't supposed to have a check-up at the hospital today, were you"

Sim An smiled foolishly at her, "The check-up was quick. The doctor said as long as I don't do any strenuous exercise, it's nothing to worry about. I saw some time so I went home and made some bento boxes."

He held up three stacked lunch boxes with both hands, eagerly looking at her.

"Did you do this yourself"

"What a beautiful sushi roll."

Fang Mei and Zhu Xiaowei curiously gathered closer, also surprised. Their younger brother's cooking skills were so good too This guy was going to heaven.

"Did you buy it"

Qiao Bao'er compared to her own burned charcoal, there was simply no comparison.

Sima An immediately became nervous, “It really was me who made it. You try this eel sushi, I’m best at making this…”

"Sister, come over and try some too, please. I brought it especially before your lunch."

He also called out Fang Mei and Zhu Xiaowei, his tone was very ingratiating and flattering.

Several people were laughing and chatting in the school flower garden as they ate the most delicious sushi rolls.

Qiao Baoer always felt this wasn't something a student would make. While she munched furiously, she questioned, "How can it be so delicious It must be bought."

Sima An watched her eat so happily, smiling without saying a word.

Fang Mei and Zhu Xiaowei secretly looked at the younger brother's eyes, they were so sweet and loving.

Such a box of exquisite and delicious sushi rolls, even the passing Jun Zhimu glanced at it more than once. He lightly cast his gaze towards Sima An's side, with a trace of suppressed coldness in his deep eyes.

As soon as Sima Ang raised his head and met Jun Zhimu's gaze, he was stunned. "Who is he" A sudden feeling of impending danger washed over him.

Fang Mei turned her head to look, but there was no one there.warm water. She was afraid that this thing might upset his stomach, after all, none of them had ever imagined that their young master would come into the kitchen."How come this little brat suddenly st...