Pokémon: The Bold Rat

"Which class are you in?"

"Class 2, why? I'm only 2 points lower than you~"

"Gao Yuanyuan, we can be in the same class again!"

"Great!"

"Class 1, I'm in Class 1, that's great!".

……

When I arrived at school, I found that the bulletin board was surrounded by people and the discussions never stopped.

"Give way!"

"Please make way~"

The little fat man took the lead and, using his size advantage, took Zhao Yiyuan to the middle of the crowd.

Fortunately, the font of the class division notice is very large, so I can see it here.

"Class 1, Zhao Yiyuan, Zhou Yuan, Lin Miaomiao..."

At first glance, he saw the name of his good friend.

"Yiyuan, you are in Class 1 after all. You are worthy of being the top student in the grade!"

After saying that, the fat boy's mood became depressed again.

"But I can't be your deskmate anymore. You have to take good care of yourself in the future. Dad will miss you!"

"Go away, Fatty!"

It sounded a bit sad at first, but the last sentence was enough to completely break the boy's defense.

I don’t know why, but middle school boys always like to be someone else’s father. Is it so good to be a father?

"Da Fei, you are in Class 2! You are the last one, your luck is really bad!"

"What? Really?"

Liu Fei, who had been desperately looking for someone on the list of Class 3, immediately turned around in surprise when he heard this.

Sure enough, I saw my name at the end of the list of Class 2.

[No. 35 in Class ~ Liu Fei! ]

"Fuck! I'm really in Class 2, Yiyuan! That's great!"

The excited little fat boy was jumping around next to the boy!

The 105 prospective trainers in the Pokémon class are divided into three classes.

Class 1 is a key class with only 25 students.

Class 2 is a parallel class with only 35 students.

Class 3 is a regular class, which includes the remaining 45 people.

Even if the three classes have the same resources, each person will get different resources due to the number of students.

Not to mention, key classes and parallel classes are the ones that receive the bulk of school subsidy resources.

Of course, the class seating arrangement is not fixed. As mentioned before, after the first monthly exam, the classes will be divided again. In fact, every subsequent monthly exam will implement this rule of "the capable ones advance and the incapable ones demoted."

This is a major reform that is specifically circled on the notice board.

In the past, once the first monthly exam was decided, it would not be changed.

"Fuck! Why did it suddenly become like this?"

"That's good. I heard that the top players in Class 1 in the previous two sessions were so bad that their performance was even worse than that of Class 3!"

"People like this are parasites that eat up school resources."

……

When seeing this notice, some people were happy while others were worried.

[It seems that the school is being pushed too hard by the higher-ups this year. First they specifically went to get a Popo with inherited moves, and now they are starting a monthly competition ranking. Tsk tsk tsk ~]

While thinking this in his heart, Zhao Yiyuan showed a meaningful smile on his face.

Since the school attaches great importance to it, it is very likely that the resources invested this time will be greater than in previous years. This is definitely a good thing for him, a poor good student.

"Come on, Dafei. I, your dad, still hope to see you in Class 1 in a month!"

Patting the shoulder of his best friend next to him, he teased in the name of his father.

"you……"

Before the fat man could reply, the two people who walked out were stopped by a combination of three red, yellow and green street lights.

"I think you'll be lucky to be able to go to Class 2 and accompany this little fat boy~"

"Don't let that happen. Our top student in the grade will go to Class 3 with the two of us~"

"Hahaha~"

The two followers with yellow hair and green hair started to mock him directly.

"Heh~"

The boy didn't want to cause any more trouble, so he simply pulled the fat boy who wanted to say something and walked to the side.

This made Zhou Yuan, who was watching from the sidelines, feel a little uneasy.

"Hey, Zhao Yiyuan, do you want to have a fight? If you lose, you will give up the election for class monitor!"

Hearing this, he stopped in his tracks, knowing that this guy would not come to visit for no reason.

I'm afraid that this red-haired boy has heard some gossip from his father and wants to fight for it.

But why should he agree?

So, he smiled at Zhou Yuan and continued walking towards the corridor.

"Hey~ Zhao Yiyuan, you don't dare, you coward, you turtle~ coward!"

Seeing that the target ignored him and walked straight inside, Zhou Yuan became anxious and immediately chased after him and started scolding him.

[Stupid provocation~]

In response, Yiyuan shook his head and just ignored it, pretending it was just a buzzing fly.

He ranked first in the test, Zhou Yuancai ranked second. There was also a gap in scores between the two, so he had a natural advantage. There was no need to gamble. Why bother?

When we arrived at the classroom, there were already seven or eight people sitting on the neatly arranged desks.

As soon as the chattering red-haired boy came in, coupled with the famously cool and handsome face next to him, everyone recognized him.

"Hey~ That's Zhou Yuan, right? The one next to him is Zhao Yiyuan?"

"Is that the top student?"

"I didn't realize he's quite handsome~"

"Yeah yeah!"

"He should be our monitor. It's always like this in previous years. He's the first to be the monitor."

……

Hearing these discussions, Zhou Yuan became even more depressed, but he was unable to do anything more extreme to force Zhao Yiyuan to fight him.

Although he dyes his hair, acts cool, and is a middle school student, he has always been ranked second in the grade and is essentially a student who loves learning.

I have received many warnings and self-criticisms, but I have never received any higher-level punishment or even disciplinary action.

So after Zhao Yiyuan found a seat by the window on the left and sat down, he could only sit behind him and continue chattering.

Not long after, accompanied by the sound of "thump thump" of high heels, a middle-aged female teacher with black-framed glasses and her hair piled high walked into the classroom.

"Fuck~ This, isn't this the Nun Miejue who retired two years ago!"

"Why did the school hire her back?"

"It's over. We will definitely have to go through devilish training in the second half of the year!"

Of course there were those who wailed and those who were delighted.

"What do you know? I heard that during the years when Director Leng taught, the admission rate of our No. 3 High School students to the second-tier universities was very high. Some of them were admitted to key universities!"

"Yes, Director Leng is a high-level trainer. The school must have spent a lot of money to invite her back. As long as we hold on to the training, we will definitely be able to get into a good university."

"Don't be ungrateful!"

……

Similarly, Zhao Yiyuan was also a member of the Happy Party. There were high-level trainers in Anping City, a third-tier small city, but there were none among the teachers teaching in the Third High School in recent years.

After all, high-level trainers can live well even in first-tier cities, so there is no need for them to stay here.

"It's her indeed~"

In addition, Zhou Yuan who was behind also sighed with a complicated look in his eyes.

This also confirmed the boy's guess that this wealthy dog ​​owner must know some inside information!