Let the system try to save the world

"Xitong, let me take you to school." According to his habit in the past, Lu Jingming happily finished the basic body training, took a shower, moved out his redeemed car, and invited.

Lewiston Middle School is neither too far nor too close to the villa area. The original owner used to ride a bicycle to school.

"No need." Xitong ate the breakfast arranged by Mu Yiyu. Maybe the other party had experience in undercover pancake making. He was very satisfied with today's breakfast. "We are from the same school, right? It's not like I don't know him. You don't need to send me off."

"No, you have to sit." Lu Jingming insisted, "No one has ever sat in my back seat. This is reserved for you."

"Then you can stay here." Xitong drank some soy milk and wiped her mouth. "It's getting late. Lu Jingming has to ride his motorcycle to school. Xu Qing, let's go."

"Mr. Xi, please." Mu Yiyu extended his hand elegantly and opened the car door for Xi Tong. "This is my first time as a housekeeper. Does your family have the habit of calling people young masters?"

"Oh, you can call me if you want." Xitong got into the back seat of the car. Of course the Lu family had cars, and more than one. Why not take a ride? He didn't follow the original owner's intention to save gas money for the Lu family, and chose the most low-key black Maybach. "Lu Jingming has a middle school syndrome. He is the only one who likes others to call him Young Master. Haven't you seen that no one calls Uncle Lu Master?"

"Okay." Mu Yiyu adjusted the rearview mirror and lightly stepped on the accelerator. "Then let's go."

Xitong hinted to Lu He about Mu Yiyu's identity, and Lu He did not disagree. He said that Xitong should make the decision on such a small matter herself, and gave her face by giving her a sponsorship fee. Xitong clicked to receive it with gratitude, and in his heart he lightly stepped on Xi Qihuang. After all, he was her biological father, so it was better for her to give him face than her stepfather.

Mu Yiyu sent Xitong to the school gate. Senior high school students did not need to collect books, and Lewiston students did not have to clean up after themselves. As soon as they entered the school, there was a large classroom with clean windows. Xitong found the original owner's desk and chair according to his memory. It was in the second to last row by the window, which is commonly known as the protagonist seat. When he opened the window, he saw a playground with a circle of poplar trees. The lush playground had just been watered, and the water pipes were piled in a corner. The water droplets on the grass reflected the sunlight. The scenery here was beautiful and he liked it very much.

Xitong's identity is a bit awkward here. He is not an ordinary student specially invited by the school to study hard in order to improve his scores, nor is he one of the rich second-generations who really have mines at home. His grades are neither the best nor the worst, so the teachers don't care much about him, and his status in the class is close to that of a transparent person.

The classmates around him hadn't seen each other for a holiday and were excitedly sharing their experiences during the summer vacation. Xitong listened and found that several classmates mentioned that their cats and dogs were lost at home with a melancholy tone, and also mentioned various new things such as popular Internet celebrity candies.

The most noteworthy thing is the recent urban legend. A beta classmate is vividly describing the appearance of a man-eating bird in Ningcheng. Others scoffed at this, saying it was another trick used by parents to coax their children to sleep.

Xitong arranged his stationery neatly. He was also skeptical about this. There was no environment suitable for man-eating birds of prey to survive near Ningcheng. Perhaps the story of owls flying nearby eating small animals such as mice was exaggerated. Only when the urban legend was covered with a layer of horror would people flock to it.

Xitong's desk mate also arrived soon. He was a beta, a typical top student who transferred from the No. 1 Middle School in the city. He was not very familiar with anyone in the class. When he saw Xitong, he just greeted her indifferently.

"Classmate, can I change seats with you?" A man patted his deskmate on the shoulder. Xitong was holding a book and seemed to be reading with great interest, but he was actually researching how to improve the quenching fluid. Lewiston would not confiscate students' electronic devices, but the school rules clearly prohibited their use in the classroom, which made Xitong feel a little bored.

"But...sure." His deskmate blushed. The one who made the request was Shen Anzhi, the dream lover of all betas and omegas on campus. How could he be unwilling?

The classmate glanced at Xitong who was reading seriously, and couldn't help but sigh at his good luck. He didn't think that Shen Anzhi came just for him.

The classmate quickly packed up his schoolbag, which he had not yet completely opened, and carried it to Shen Anzhi's original seat. The teachers at Lewiston would not care about such a small matter as changing seats.

"Xitong classmate." Shen Anzhi poked Xitong's arm with the end of the pen, "Long time no see."

"We just met three days ago." Xitong closed the book he used for pretense and replied.

"As the saying goes, a day without seeing you feels like a long time." Shen Anzhi said pitifully, "I haven't seen Xitong for nine years. You are still so cold. It really makes me sad."

"I didn't realize it." Xitong didn't want to chat with him, so she spread out an exercise book and started writing.

"Do you know that Tianci Group has filed for bankruptcy?" Shen Anzhi insisted on talking to him. "Chen Tianci has been released from the juvenile detention center and came to the school today to withdraw from school. Will he do anything to you?"

"If he dares, come." Xitong replied. Of course he knew about the bankruptcy of Tianci Group. When he went to the hospital to visit Xiu Guo two days ago, Qian Jiashan also mentioned that he was busy sorting out part of the inheritance of Tianci Group recently and might not have time to visit Xiu Guo often.

Lu He kept this matter a secret, probably out of protection for him. Even Qian Jiashan didn't know that the trigger for Tianci Group's bankruptcy was Xitong, who kept walking in front of him. Xitong also remembered Lu He's favor.

It was getting late, and soon the head teacher walked in quickly with the lesson plan. On the first day of school, he knocked on the blackboard and said something like "we are far behind in progress", quickly bringing the atmosphere of the whole class into the tense life of senior year.

The head teacher handed out the lesson plans. Xitong twirled his pen. These things were too easy for him and he was too lazy to even start writing. He recalled the several chemical components remaining in Xiuguo's body and simply started designing experiments in the blank spaces of the questions.

"Xitong, what are you doing? Bring up what you have in your hand." The head teacher said angrily, "There are still a few days before the college entrance examination, and you are still here doing nothing."

Xitong silently covered the design drawing with draft paper. Is this the feeling of oppression from humans? He was trembling a little.

"Where did I leave off?" the head teacher asked. "Since you're not listening to the class, that means you know everything and you don't need to listen anymore? How about you come up and give the lecture?"

Xitong was caught off guard by this series of questions and gave Shen Anzhi a look for help.

The corners of Shen Anzhi's mouth rose slightly. He blocked his mouth with his fist and circled the question number the teacher was talking about with a pen.

"Okay." Xitong finished reading the question, walked up to the podium, and took out a piece of chalk from the podium. "I will only explain this question once."

"First, suppose..." In the silent classroom, there was only the sound of Xitong explaining the problem and the friction of chalk on the blackboard, "It is easy to get..."

"Same as above, verified." Xitong threw the half-used white chalk into the chalk box and patted the dust off his hands.

He stood in front of the blackboard filled with solutions. Xitong nodded slightly to the stunned head teacher and classmates, returned to his seat, picked up his draft paper and pen, and said, "I'm going to stand outside as a punishment."

This question is the last big question on the test paper, so the head teacher requires everyone in the class to listen to it. The last big question is the key to widening the gap with other students, and it will not be easy.

Of course the head teacher could solve the problem, but he also needed to think for a while. Xitong had obviously been distracted just now. He wrote down the complete solution with just one glance. The head teacher immediately felt that he valued his talent. This quiet student suddenly gave him such a surprise on the first day of school. How could he let the potential top student in the city stand at the door as punishment? He hurriedly chased out, but Xitong was nowhere to be seen in the corridor.

The head teacher slapped his forehead and thought, after a summer vacation, has this child learned to skip classes?