Rebirth of a wealthy family: the chief supernatural sweetheart

Chen Mingyue saw Yan Qiaoxin staring at her not far away, she hurriedly walked into the school with her eyes dodged.

"Qiaoxin, what's wrong?" Tan Feng asked puzzled when he saw his daughter got off the car and stood still.

Yan Qiaoxin watched Chen Mingyue walk into the school in a panic, she smiled and said to Tan Feng: "It's okay, Dad, I'm going to class first."

"Well, don't miss the class and pay attention to the lectures. Don't forget that you told me that you are going to be admitted to the best middle school in the city." Tan Feng joked.

"En." Yan Qiaoxin nodded to Tan Feng and walked towards the classroom.

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As soon as Yan Qiaoxin walked into the noisy classroom, everyone was startled as if seeing a ghost, and immediately sat quietly in their seats, with dozens of pairs of eyes secretly looking at her.

"Qiaoqiao, are you okay? I heard from my mother that you and your mother were hit by a car and died." Li Zhuqing looked Yan Qiaoxin up and down, wanting to see if she was missing an arm or a leg as rumored.

Hearing Li Zhuqing's words, Yan Qiaoxin's eyes were full of sadness.That's right, she and her mother were indeed dying at the time, if it wasn't for the master who gave his life to save her, she would have died young in this life.

"It was indeed hit by a car, but it's nothing serious, just rest for a few days and you'll be fine."

Li Zhuqing looked at Yan Qiaoxin with concern, and asked worriedly, "Is it really not hurt?"

"No, Qingqing, don't worry."

"Ring ring ring." The class bell rang.Class teacher Lu Huizhen led a boy into the classroom.

"Students, this is a new student in the class. Welcome new students to introduce themselves on stage." Lu Huizhen's face was a little ugly. She didn't really want a boy to come on stage, but new students in the class had to go through this procedure. She can only bite the bullet and let the boy take the stage.

There is still one month before the entrance examination, who would still change schools at this time?How strange!

The students stretched their necks and opened their eyes wide to see the students standing at the door.

Yan Qiaoxin looked over curiously, only to see that the boy was thin and small.It is already a hot summer, and everyone still feels very hot after putting on short-sleeved school uniforms.However, this boy was actually wearing a set of neat long-sleeved trousers, with his hands still in his trouser pockets, which made people feel extremely stuffy at a glance.

His schoolbag was carried loosely behind his back, and he wore a black peaked cap on his head. The cap was pressed low to cover most of his face, and his hair was slightly long, covering the back of his neck.

Yan Qiaoxin felt uncomfortable seeing her new classmate dressed like this. Isn't this the non-mainstream Shamat style that will be popular in the rural areas of China in ten years' time!Why is it such a "trend" in the county now?

The boy stood there stunned for a moment. He only planned to enter the classroom quietly and then sit in a corner to reduce his sense of existence. Unexpectedly, the class teacher asked him to introduce himself on stage.

Mo Shangzhe lowered his head and gritted his teeth fiercely. He heard the enthusiastic applause from the students in his ears. He was unwilling to do so, but under the gaze of so many eyes, he had no choice but to walk up to the podium, bow his head and whisper softly. Said: "My name is Mo Shangzhe, please take care of me."

Everyone looked curiously at the densely packed boy on the stage. No matter how the students stretched their heads, they couldn't see his appearance clearly at all. Everyone's curiosity gradually increased.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shangzhe immediately wanted to step down.However, the day failed, and a clear voice said: "If you don't write your name on the blackboard, how will we know how to write those three characters?"

Mo Shangzhe couldn't help trembling slightly with his hands in his trouser pockets. He tilted his head and asked Lu Huizhen, "Teacher, can I not write?"

"You dare not write your name even if I ask you to write it. Are you still a boy?" Chen Mingyue saw the boy swaying on the stage, she couldn't bear to sit down and said again.

Lu Huizhen saw that Chen Mingyue targeted Mo Shangzhe twice, and knew in her heart that she was going to start making trouble for others again.She can't afford to offend Chen Mingyue's background, as long as she doesn't make trouble for herself, she can do whatever she likes.

A blunt smile appeared on the corner of Lu Huizhen's mouth, and she said, "Students should get along well. Student Mo Shangzhe should write your name for everyone."

The head teacher said so, so Mo Shangzhe had no choice but to pick up a piece of chalk from the podium.Looking at the empty blackboard, he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and quickly wrote his name on the blackboard: Mo Shangzhe.

Although his movements were fast, the moment he raised his hand to write his name on the blackboard.More than 40 pairs of eyes in the class could see clearly, his hands were full of strange scars, as if an ugly centipede had crawled on his hands.

When Mo Shangzhe was flying and writing on the blackboard, his back hair shook slightly.Through the broken hair, we can see that he also has obvious scars on his neck.

It should be a burn scar, Yan Qiaoxin analyzed in her heart.

"Hiss." Everyone gasped in shock from the scene they saw in front of them.

When Lu Huizhen received the notice from the leader, she only said that the child was autistic, but did not say that the child was covered with scars all over his body!Wearing long sleeves on a hot day is obviously trying to cover the scars and keep everyone from knowing.

Mo Shangzhe heard the reactions of the students, and his heart gradually turned cold. He put his hands back into his pockets again, and stood on the podium with his head down without saying a word.

Lu Huizhen glanced down the stage, pointed to Yan Qiaoxin and said, "Mo Shangzhe, sit next to Yan Qiaoxin, and Li Zhuqing, sit at the table in front."

"Why, I don't want it!" Li Zhuqing yelled in dissatisfaction, letting her and Qiaoqiao separate was more uncomfortable than killing her.

Lu Huizhen raised her face and scolded: "Be obedient, sit in the front quickly."

Although Yan Qiaoxin didn't want to be separated from Li Zhuqing, she didn't know why the head teacher arranged the seats like this.However, since the head teacher has already arranged this way, let's obey it.

Yan Qiaoxin saw Li Zhuqing's swollen face, tugged at her sleeves, and said with a smile: "It's okay, Qingqing, you sit in front of me, we are still very close."

After listening to Yan Qiaoxin's persuasion, Li Zhuqing dissatisfiedly packed up his things and moved to the front table, while Mo Shangzhe walked to the seat with his schoolbag on his back.

Yan Qiaoxin knew what was going on with Mo Shangzhe's weird character when he saw the scars on his body. She couldn't see his expression clearly, but she still nodded and smiled at him.

The teacher started class at this time, Yan Qiaoxin turned her attention to the book and stopped looking at him.

When Mo Shangzhe came to his seat, he saw that his deskmate did not hide away from him, but smiled at him.He lost his mind for a moment, and gradually felt a warmth in his tortured heart.

Grandpa, you are right, country people are kind... Mo Shangzhe thought in his heart.