Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

In fact, it would have been better to tell his family, but the reality is that he didn't tell them.

She guessed that he might not want to show weakness, like a cat; or maybe he had a bad relationship with Tong Ruixiao, and saying it would not bring any substantial changes and would be a waste of time.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

After all, he is just a child.

Jian Yan chased after him to confirm his attitude, "Then I will contact the principal and have you transferred to a regular class?"

The young man paused, said, "Whatever you want!" and then walked into the villa without looking back.

Jian Yan is very efficient in his work.

The next day, when Tong Huaimu opened the door of Class 1, he found the atmosphere very strange.

Even though the class hadn't started yet, Liu Ying was already standing on the podium, and the students were all sitting straight. Normally, everyone should be gathered together to discuss a topic, but it couldn't be like this.

He had the illusion that everyone was waiting for him.

He immediately realized that this was not an illusion.

The head teacher who always looked at him coldly walked down the platform with a friendly smile on his face: "Student Tong, I heard that you applied to transfer to another class. Is there anything wrong with being in Class 1?"

When I asked him, he seemed to find it difficult to start the question and looked timid.

He felt ridiculous.

He looked around in disbelief and found that those top students, who were usually from two different worlds from him, were also sitting upright as if they were facing a great enemy.

It seemed as if he changed classes because he looked down on this class, not because his grades were poor and he was not worthy of it.

Tong Huaimu was in a trance for a moment, as if he had suddenly become the center of the world and became very important.

This strange feeling made him feel vaguely happy, and he curled up and clenched the fingers in his pockets.

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with changing classes.

He raised his chin, with his usual indifferent look of looking down on others, "I don't like this class."

Such direct disgust made Liu Ying's face freeze.

The smile was uglier than crying. "Can you tell me why? The teacher also wants to make the big family of Class 1 better. Let's build it together."

The other students seemed to have memorized their lines and repeated Liu Ying's words.

Their attitude was extremely sincere, almost begging, "Yes, yes! If there are any deficiencies, we can work together to improve them. There is no need to change classes..."

Tong Huaimu just found it funny.

Normally, I never see this group of top students treating themselves as members of the class, but today the sun rose from the west!

"No, I don't want to."

He ignored everyone else and walked straight to his seat. He put the few books in the hole on the table into his schoolbag, put it on one shoulder, and was about to leave.

Since these people knew that he wanted to change classes, and they came to him so shamelessly to beg him not to leave, he would not let them do as they wished!

Transfer away immediately.

The boy's disdainful voice made everyone look unhappy, especially Liu Ying, who could no longer laugh.

Watching Tong Huaimu walk towards the desk step by step, she took out the check from her pocket with great difficulty.

"This is the class fee Mrs. Tong gave to the class yesterday. Since you are leaving, take this money as well."

Every word was spoken with such difficulty, as if all the strength in my body was exhausted.

Tong Huaimu glanced at her, said "Oh", and took the check from her hand very calmly, as if he was just pulling out a piece of waste paper.

He withdrew his gaze and pushed the door open with a cold expression.

When Liu Ying pulled her hand back, her fingertips were trembling. The others also lost their temper and looked sad as they watched the door slam shut.

one million!

They only learned from their class teacher this morning that Tong Huaimu's mother gave their class one million yuan in class fees last night.

But then the principal called and said Tong Huaimu asked to transfer to another class.

Everyone's mood was like a roller coaster, with ups and downs.

One million is not a small sum. If it is shared among a group of twenty people, each person can get 50,000.

It can be enough pocket money for half a month.

They were upset, wondering why they were so stupid. They actually thought Tong Huaimu was a burden who only had a good face, fought all day and had no knowledge!

This is obviously a golden thigh!

Before, I only knew that the Jiangcheng Tong family was very wealthy, and Mr. Tong was a well-known figure in the school's alumni association. He donated several buildings to the school in the past two years. The principal, vice-principal, and dean of studies lined up in two rows to welcome him, which was quite outrageous.

But these are all word of mouth and have nothing to do with their students.

Especially in the elite class with a strong learning atmosphere, everyone is full of enthusiasm and ambition and does not care about such rumors at all.

At most, it would become a topic of conversation after dinner, with a very disdainful comment:

"Oh, Tong Huaimu, the rascal who got into our elite class with money from his dad? He's also the president of the student union, the biggest burden in the world!"

But when Tong Huaimu really brought them benefits, everyone felt the benefits of his presence:

Tong Huaimu is just aloof and doesn't show off. His family is really rich and generous. He can easily take out one million to pay for their class fees to play with them.

But I didn't expect that I was told that Tong Huaimu was going to transfer after just two minutes of happiness.

Of course, the money was recovered.

Everyone regretted their decision.

……

The layout of the elite class at Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School is slightly different from that of other classes, and the facilities are also more special.

The classrooms for Class One and Class Two are not separated from the corridor by walls, but by large expanses of one-way glass, so you can only see inside from the outside.

It is convenient for teachers to patrol and also convenient for other students to learn from others' good examples.

Of course, it is also the most convenient for eating melons.

Because people outside can see clearly what is happening inside.

Tong Huaimu pushed the door open and found a group of people leaning against the glass to watch. When they saw him come out, they started talking noisily again.

He hated this kind of whispering, and his expression became even worse. He frowned and said coldly: "What are you all doing here?"

Those classmates seemed to notice that he was unhappy, and they blushed and shut up silently.

Afterwards, the news that "Yan Ba ​​Tong, the school hunk, transferred to another class" spread like wildfire, and the school was abuzz with discussions.

But Tong Huaimu, the person involved, didn't know that. He just felt annoyed by the crowds. The gazes of love or disgust cast on him were even more annoying, as if he was a monkey locked up in a zoo and being watched by people.

He squeezed out of the crowd and walked towards the principal's office.

On the way, I finally figured this out.

He looked down at the check in his hand and said in an almost inaudible voice, "It turns out that all this was part of that woman's plan."

She gave out the check last night not to please the head teacher or the students in the class, but just to give them a taste of sweetness.

She made everyone in the class benefit and realize his importance.

But when they were happy, he was arranged to transfer to another class immediately, depriving them of the benefits they seemed to have gained, catching everyone off guard.

Let those people willingly beg him not to leave the class.

It was a clever design that helped him vent his anger without making a sound.