A bank card with 20 million yuan, double the promised 10 million yuan!
Pei Feng took the card, exchanged a few words with them, and entered the school.
He didn't really care about money. Although it was a huge sum of money, in the eyes of a demonic cultivator like him, money … was just a string of numbers.
There were two Chinese classes and two English classes in the morning. At noon, he and Song Yaoming went to the school cafeteria to have lunch. Just as they returned to the classroom, the class monitor, Ding Qianqian, walked over and said that the school basketball team had a competition, and asked them to help carry things.
Song Yaoming was about to agree, but Pei Feng directly said, "I'm not going."
In his previous life, he and Song Yaoming were often asked by this class monitor to help the school's student council, radio station, basketball team, football team, taekwondo team, and so on.
The key was that Ding Qianqian treated them as cheap labor. They worked themselves to death, but in reality, it was for Ding Qianqian to build up her reputation and flatter her. This Ding Qianqian didn't know how to be grateful. In the second semester of the third year of high school, in order not to offend Luo Yixing, she even framed them, causing them to be criticized by the whole school.
These were all very unpleasant memories, and Pei Feng always remembered them.
In this life, Ding Qianqian, a selfish and scheming woman, would never be able to order him around again.
"What did you say? You said you're not going? "
Ding Qianqian was stunned, thinking that she had heard wrong.
"Lunch is already done, and you don't have anything to do at noon. Why don't you go?"
"I'm not going, I don't need a reason." Pei Feng didn't even raise his head and said lightly.
"You really don't want to go?" Ding Qianqian's expression changed. Her beautiful eyes stared at Pei Feng, and her gaze turned cold.
"I'm not going." Pei Feng's answer was straightforward and decisive.
"Half of the school basketball team's main players are from our class. Don't you have a sense of collective honor? What's wrong with asking you to help? What kind of attitude are you putting on?! "
Ding Qianqian's voice was cold and angry, very loud.
She was the prettiest girl in school, the class monitor, and the president of the student council. Her family conditions were very good, and she had many suitors in school. She also had a high prestige in the class. Ever since she was young, she had always been a high and mighty princess, a goddess surrounded by the stars. No boy had ever rejected her to her face.
It would have been fine if the other party was a Prince Charming like Park Shao-yang, but he was an average-looking, unsociable, and unlikeable transfer student!
How could she endure being rejected right in front of her, not giving her any face at all?
This time, Pei Feng didn't even bother to pay attention to her and started to read his book.
Song Yaoming, who was at the side, had an awkward look on his face. He didn't know whether to speak or not.
In the third year of high school, the lunch break was also very precious. At this time, most of the students had already returned to the classroom. Seeing that the campus belle, the class monitor, was contradicted by the transfer student, someone immediately jumped out.
"Transfer student, how dare you disrespect our basketball team?"
"Pei, you've been an eyesore for a long time. The class monitor only asked you for a favor, and you actually dared to talk back? Are you a man? How dare you bully a woman?! "
Two tall boys stood out. One was Sun Liang, and the other was Huang Haitao. Both of them were the main players of the school basketball team. Huang Haitao was also an enthusiastic pursuer of Ding Qianqian.
The rest of the students in the class also looked up at them.
Xu Lu was not there.
Luo Yixing glanced at him coldly, and Park Shao-yang also looked at him coldly, frowning.
"Hey! I'm talking to you, transfer student! Are you disrespecting our basketball team? "
Sun Liang's character was more irritable. Seeing that Pei Feng ignored him, he directly banged the table.
Pei Feng glanced back at him and said with a faint smile, "So what?"
"You motherf * cker!"
Sun Liang strode over and wanted to beat him, but he was hugged by Song Yaoming. "Brother Sun, don't. Give me face. He's a stubborn person. Don't lower yourself to his level."
"Get out of my way!"
Sun Liang was 1.9 meters tall and had a strong physique. Seeing that he couldn't stop Sun Liang, Song Yaoming quickly turned his head and signaled Pei Feng with his eyes. "Isn't it just moving some stuff? Pei Feng, let's go, okay?"
"Do you really want to go?"
Song Yaoming was slightly stunned. "Go, help me."
Pei Feng shook his head gently. "If you want to go, go by yourself. I won't go."
"You …" Sun Liang was furious.
"Sun Liang! You can't fight in the class. Go back! "
Ding Qianqian was the class monitor. Although she was very disgusted with Pei Feng, she couldn't ignore it. If they really fought, she would be responsible.
Since Ding Qianqian had spoken, Sun Liang had to withdraw his fist.
"Transfer student, you have guts!"
As he walked back, he said fiercely, "A student who didn't give face to our school basketball team broke one hand and lay at home for two months. You wait and see. Don't cry!"
Not far away, Huang Haitao also sneered and said, "He's really arrogant. Pei, let's wait and see!"
Pei Feng looked back at Sun Liang and then at Huang Haitao. She shrugged and said, "Well, I will accompany you anytime."
As soon as he said this, other students looked at him with some surprise.
In Nanming High School, the school basketball team was an existence that the school loved and hated.
The school basketball team of Nanming High School was an old strong team in the Shanghai High School League. It could win glory and honor for the school almost every year. But because of this, the basketball team was very arrogant in the school. They often fought, and almost no one dared to provoke them.
There were several fights last semester, and two students were beaten by the basketball team and had their bones broken. Sun Liang, Huang Haitao, Luo Yixing, and Park Shao-yang were all involved in those fights.
"Is Pei Feng so arrogant?"
"What arrogance? When he is beaten by Sun Liang, he will probably kneel down and beg for mercy. He's just pretending."
"If Park Shao-yang takes action, it's not as simple as begging for mercy, haha."
"Oh, if our Prince Charming Park takes action … It's estimated that there will be one more person with a fracture in the hospital."
There were bursts of laughter in the whispers. Pei Feng ignored them and continued to look down at his book.
Since entering the school, he had been extremely low-key and didn't want to integrate into the various small circles in the class. Except for Song Yaoming, he was not familiar with anyone and didn't talk much.
Such a person easily gave people a feeling of indifference and loneliness, which was not popular. In addition, his external conditions were ordinary, so no one was interested in him.
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