I saved the disabled villain by pretending to be pitiful

The next morning, Chi Han was called up by the housekeeper.

"Master Chi, it's time to get up, breakfast is already downstairs."

Chi Han sat up in a daze for a long time, and then remembered the fact that he had returned to school.

In my previous life, I was busy paying off my debts. Before I had time to take the college entrance examination, I took a break from school and went to work. After my life became stable, I didn't go to repeat my studies.

One is that the age is not suitable, they are already 21, and the other is that it is really unnecessary.

When I was in school, I still had a dream of Qingbei and a passionate heart. After a few years of struggling in the society, this idea gradually faded away.

Now that he has a chance to start again, Chi Han's fighting spirit that has been suppressed for many years suddenly reappears.

How many opportunities can there be in life to make up for regrets?

Chi Han's light chestnut eyes are astonishingly bright, if he can't go back in a short time, then he must seize this opportunity to realize his dream!

After eating, Chi Han suddenly remembered something that he didn't seem to be ready for school. After the housekeeper knew about it, he silently took out a large bag of unopened books from the utility room.

It was a high school textbook that was thrown into limbo by the original owner as soon as it was bought.

Chi Han: "..."

If the original owner is still there, he will definitely offer him a set of combo punches himself.

Because it was a temporary school transfer, Chi Han didn't know which classroom he was in, so he could only report to the Academic Affairs Office first.

In a top school like No. [-] Middle School, I don't know how many top students are taught every year, so the teachers who work here are more or less arrogant.

The teaching director is one of the best.

The dean received a notice early in the morning that there was a transfer student. He had seen a lot of rich kids like Chi Han who came in through the back door and spent money.

But it was the first time he saw someone who dared to come to No. [-] Middle School with such poor grades.

Looking at the row of numbers that did not exceed thirty on the score sheet, the dean frowned so much that he was about to kill a fly.

"Student Chi Han, right? You used to go to school in the tenth middle school in our city. With your grades... how many grades can you rank in?"

Chi Han touched the tip of his nose, and gave an uncertain answer: "...a thousand?"

The dean looked bloody. As far as he knew, there might only be 1000 students in the second grade of tenth middle school.

Isn't this the first grade? !

"Then you come to our No. [-] Middle School. With this foundation, it should be difficult to keep up with the rhythm. After all, you know the strength of our school. There are many people who are admitted to Qingbei." The dean raised his chin and took Chi Han's file Throwing it aside casually, with bright contempt in his eyes, "Then you go to Class [-] to report, and the school uniform and school badge will go to the logistics department tomorrow."

Every school will have this kind of teacher who looks at people with his nostrils, and Chi Han didn't bother to talk to him, so he turned around and went to the classroom with his schoolbag on his back.

When passing by the office window, there seemed to be one or two mocking sounds from the dean.

"...He is another person who came in with money. Nowadays, children are not as good as one batch. With this achievement, I think he has a low IQ when he goes out to move bricks..."

"Hahaha……"

***

By the time Chi Han found the classroom, it was almost 07:30. It was supposed to be the time for early self-study, but the classroom was as chaotic as a vegetable market.

As soon as the door was opened, all kinds of laughter rushed towards his face like a wave. Chi Han couldn't help frowning, and stepped back to look at the signboard.

That's right, this is the classroom.

Thinking of the other quiet classes that he saw along the way just now, Chi Han probably had a premonition in his heart.

The dean is afraid that he will be assigned to the garbage class.

Chi Han: "..."

It seemed that Father Chi only wanted to send him to No. [-] Middle School. As long as he had a nice name, it didn't matter which class he went into.

He rubbed the space between his brows, and found a place to sit down with a troubled expression on his face.

The teacher on the podium just looked up at him, then lowered his head and continued to play with his mobile phone. He had no intention of answering him at all, as if letting the class to fend for itself.

Chi Han couldn't help sighing, took out the book and opened the cover.

Not even half of the people who came to the classroom at this point were either sleeping on their stomachs or sitting on the table laughing and playing.

It wasn't until the first class, when the head teacher and math teacher introduced Chi Han by name, that everyone realized that there was an extra person in the classroom.

Looking thin and frail, he is quite gentle.

However, those who can be assigned to this kind of class are probably not as well-behaved as they appear on the surface.

Amidst all kinds of scrutinizing gazes, Chi Han briefly introduced himself with a calm expression and then returned to his seat. The teacher in charge looked at him twice more, feeling slightly puzzled in his heart.

Looking at the child's temperament, why doesn't he look like a scumbag who is less than thirty?

The head teacher shook his head, withdrew his mind and began to lecture.

Chi Han hadn't listened for 5 minutes before he felt something hit his back. He looked sideways and found that it was a piece of rubber.

"Hey, new here! Talk about you!" A boy smiled when he saw Chi Han turning his head back. He pointed to the person on the left and raised his eyebrows, "Brother Fu is calling you, come and sit here !"

The boy's school uniform called Brother Fu was draped over his shoulders, and he stepped on the stool with one leg folded. Seeing Chi Han's view, he gave him a sideways glance with an aura of aura.

The words "I'm a boss, don't mess with me" were written all over her body.

Chi Han: "..."

This person is stupid.

Cliques at school, elementary school chicks? !

He turned back blankly, unable to complain.

Brother Fu: "..."

But this is just the beginning. During the rest of the class, people kept calling Chi Han's name.

Chi Han was so annoyed that he finally took the book and sat down next to the podium with a stool in full view of the crowd.

Although in their eyes it doesn't make any difference whether the head teacher is there or not, but when Chi Han sits there, no matter how defiant they are, they can't say those things in front of the head teacher.

Unless you want to be called a parent.

So in the remaining 10 minutes, Chi Han could finally listen to the class comfortably.

The things in the textbooks are relatively basic, but because Chi Han hasn't read books for many years, he has almost forgotten formulas and so on.

It is somewhat difficult to pick it up from scratch now.

Chi Han was taking notes seriously. It was rare for the head teacher to see a student who was listening to the class seriously, and he also gained a lot of motivation and enthusiasm.

After class, the head teacher looked at Chi Han's neat notes and patted him on the shoulder in relief.

"It's never too late to have a good meal, and I can catch up with it even if I start studying now. The score line of the second book is still very easy to reach, come on!"

Chi Han nodded with a smile, put away the book and returned to his seat.

I don't know if it's his illusion, people passing by will always bump into his table intentionally or unintentionally, or knock the book on the ground intentionally.

Chi Han endured it twice, and when the third person knocked off his pencil case, he grabbed the other person, his eyes were cold:

"Pick it up for me."

The other party tried hard to break free twice but did not break free, instead he was pinched and grinned. He reluctantly picked it up and threw it on Chi Han's table, then ran away, and several people stared at him with unfriendly expressions.

After killing a few chickens and monkeys, finally no one came to trouble Chi Han anymore, but no one talked to him anymore.

Everyone regarded him as air, and walked past him without squinting.

Are you isolated?

Chi Han shrugged and didn't care at all.

In the last class, he discovered that the class was divided into two groups, one group was led by that brother Fu, and the other group was a tall and strong boy.

But he had absolutely no intention of joining it.

A bunch of silly tricks played by a group of two-year-old teenagers. It seems that there is not enough homework!

The result of not joining both sides is to be isolated by the entire class. If this is for ordinary adolescents, I am afraid that they will have psychological shadows.

But to Chi Han, who is under the shell of a minor, this kind of thing is nothing at all.

After all, the adult world is much dirtier than an ivory tower.

Until the third class was about to end, there was the sound of a wheelchair rolling at the door, and Chi Han's expression, which hadn't changed much all morning, finally became a little more relaxed.

So it turned out that Rong Xu was in the same class as him? !

Chi Han looked in surprise at the silent young man who came in with his head down, and bent his beautiful eyes.

Who said that he was isolated, didn't he still have Rong Xu to accompany him?