Looking at the gravel on the ground, Pei Feng suddenly smiled bitterly and shook his head lightly.
Compared to the power that could destroy mountains and seas in his previous life, the power of this grip was like a firefly against a star. It was not worth mentioning at all.
"There's still time. I'll cultivate slowly."
After looking at his phone, he simply packed up, picked up his backpack, and left.
After cultivating for the whole morning, he was a little hungry. He went out to eat something before going to school.
…
Shanghai was the financial center of Hua Nation, the most international metropolis. In this city, the competition between public and private high schools had always been fierce, and it had always been difficult to determine which was better.
After all, whether it was public or private, each had its own advantages and disadvantages.
Shanghai Nanming High School was the top public high school in Shanghai. It was very famous, and the quality of teaching and facilities were first-rate.
Generally speaking, all kinds of officials and rich second generations would choose private schools, but Shanghai Nanming High School was an exception. As the best public high school with a long history, it was more favored by all kinds of officials and rich second generations than private schools. Every year, there were countless local tycoons who fought to enter Shanghai Nanming High School!
The distance was not far, and Pei Feng walked to school.
As soon as he arrived at the school gate, the parking spaces on both sides of the school gate were filled with cars. Many of them were luxury cars, and some were even super luxury cars that were worth at least 5 million!
"As expected …"
Times were different. There were many young people who were already driving their own cars in high school.
This was the case in his previous life. Shanghai Nanming High School had many officials and rich second generations, and the students who drove luxury cars to and from school every day were basically from this group.
The twelfth grade classes were all on the fifth floor of the first teaching building. When Pei Feng arrived at the door of twelfth grade, twelfth grade, class in the afternoon … had already begun.
He was still late.
His sudden appearance immediately attracted the attention of all the teachers and students.
Standing on the podium was a middle-aged female teacher with a good temperament. She was also the homeroom teacher of Grade 12 Class 3 — the Chinese teacher, Yu Xianan.
Pei Feng was able to transfer to Nanming High School in Shanghai in the third year of high school because of Yu Xianan. Like Aunt Shen, she was also a university classmate of Pei Feng's parents. She was also his mother's best friend.
"Miss Yu, I was delayed by something this morning. I'm really sorry."
Yu Xianan stared at Pei Feng at the door with anger in her eyes.
Originally, it had been planned that all the teachers would be present during the morning self-study session. After that, they would conduct a brief welcome ceremony for the new students, and then the class would proceed as normal. Who would have thought that … the well-arranged plan would be messed up by this rascal!
After a brief introduction of Pei Feng, Yu Xianan pointed to the seat next to Xu Lu not far away. "Pei Feng, you sit there. Luo Yixing, you sit in the back row. Give your seat to the new student. "
Hearing this, the tall and handsome boy sitting next to Xu Lu was dumbfounded. "No … Miss Yu, why me?"
"Why do you have so many whys? Obey my orders and sit in the back row! "
Both Xu Lu's mother and Pei Feng's mother were her best friends. So, of course, Yu Xianan felt that Pei Feng and Xu Lu should sit together. Moreover, this way, the excellent Xu Lu would be able to guide Pei Feng's studies.
"Pei Feng, go back to your seat. The class is about to begin."
Saying this, Yu Xianan glanced at him and said sternly, "Don't go back after school. Come to my office for a while."
Pei Feng smiled and didn't say anything else. He walked to his seat.
Looking at the gloomy Luo Yixing, who was packing his things and staring at him coldly, his heart skipped a beat. That's right, Luo Yixing hated me … It probably started from this seat change incident.
After changing seats, everything returned to normal, and the class continued.
Pei Feng's sudden arrival didn't attract much attention, especially from the girls in the class. Basically, none of them were curious about him. His looks were average, his height was average, his physique was average, his clothes were average, and he was a man of few words. One had to know that Class 3 was famous for being the most handsome in the entire grade. This new transfer student … was mediocre, not even worth mentioning. There was nothing special about him either. Even the applause that greeted him just now was sparse. It was very awkward.
There were a total of 10 classes in Grade 3. Class 3 and Class 4 were liberal arts classes, and the other eight classes were science classes.
There were naturally more girls in liberal arts classes. But even though they were both liberal arts classes, the quality of the students in Class 3 was much higher than that in Class 4. This quality was referring to appearance. Looking around, there were many beauties and handsome guys in the class.
"Hey, you're Pei Feng? Just now when Miss Yu introduced you, why didn't you put on a good performance? You just said a few words coldly … There are so many beautiful girls in the class. How are you going to attract their attention like this? "
Pei Feng turned his head and glanced at the classmate sitting on his other side. He was a chubby, simple-looking boy.
"I'm just giving a suggestion. Don't mind me. By the way, my name is Song Yaoming. People call me Shanghai's Bai Xiaosheng. Hehe … "
At this moment, Yu Xianan's stern voice came from the podium. "Song Yaoming, listen carefully!"
Song Yaoming stuck out his tongue and buried his head back into his book.
Pei Feng looked at him. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Song Yaoming was his best friend in his previous life at Shanghai's Nanming High School.
This pure-hearted and loyal chubby guy was one of his few friends. In his previous life, Song Yaoming had always been by his side when he was at his lowest.
In his previous life, both of them were losers who were deeply hurt by their relationships.
He was first hurt by Xu Lu and couldn't get over it for a long time. As for the love of his life, Aru … she was his eternal pain. Even now, his heart still ached when he thought about it.
Aru didn't hurt him. It was just that under the dirty trap, money, and coercion of power, the two of them were like a small boat in the sea. They were too powerless and couldn't fight back at all.
In the end, Aru went crazy and he died … Even though Aru was crazy and manipulative, the psychopathic Li Jiahang still refused to let her go. He locked her up in a mental hospital and detained her!
In this life, he wanted to change everything. He would never repeat the same mistakes!
Song Yaoming, because he was too close to him, eventually fell into the trap set by the Pei family and Li Jiahang. In the end, his reputation was ruined and he was expelled from university. He almost went to jail. The Song family, which was originally rich and healthy, was forced to declare bankruptcy. They became penniless and heavily in debt.
"In my previous life, you were implicated because of me. In this life … don't worry, brother. I won't let those tragedies happen again!"
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