Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

But these are not things he should be thinking about. He should study hard and earn a lot of money in the future so that his father can live a good life.

Akahoshi lives alone, but her dormitory is quite large.

The one-bedroom dormitory has a large 1.8-meter bed, and is fully furnished with furniture and appliances such as a sofa, coffee table, wardrobe, and refrigerator, which is completely different from traditional student dormitories.

Chi Xing invited him in, and Zhong Cheng immediately brought over his things.

The large dormitory room, now filled with Liang Yucheng's belongings, still felt somewhat empty.

"I'm leaving now. Xing-ge, you must go to class this afternoon," Zhong Cheng said, sounding like a butler.

Akahoshi waved his hand: "Understood."

After saying that, he closed the door. Seeing Liang Yuchen sitting nervously on the sofa, Chi Xing silently curled his lips.

Finally, it's come to my side.

"Come here and take a nap with me."

Chi Xing walked up to Liang Yuchen, took the yellow leaf from his hand, and placed it between the pages of an extracurricular book on the coffee table.

I held him as we lay down on the bed to sleep.

Liang Yuchen slept outside, with Chi Xing's burning breath near her right ear.

Suddenly, Akahoshi said something, but he didn't hear it clearly.

Turning to Akahoshi, he asked, "What did you say?"

Akahoshi curled her lips and said, "It's nothing, let's go to sleep."

After lunch break, Akahoshi returned to his class for lessons.

He was dissatisfied with his class, not because of his grades.

During the second period in the afternoon, the homeroom teacher of Class 2 stood on the podium, smiling and waving towards the door.

A tall figure walked in, and the students in the class looked surprised.

"When Akahoshi comes to study in our class, let's give him a round of applause."

Amidst enthusiastic applause, Akahoshi simply nodded.

Without saying a word, he walked towards the spot next to the last row of trash cans, book in hand.

When he sat down next to Liang Yucheng, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

Liang Yucheng was also at a loss, watching Chixing sit down next to him.

"May I sit here?" Akahoshi asked.

The classroom was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Liang Yucheng heard it clearly and nodded.

"Yes, yes."

This was the first time someone had asked for his opinion. Classes 1, 2, and 3 were the top classes in the entire grade. Chi Xing had always been in Class 1, but suddenly Class 2 had come. Liang Yuchen couldn't help but wonder if it was because of him.

"Alright, let's get back to class now. If you have any questions, Akahoshi-kun, feel free to come to me."

Class teacher Huang Liang looked at Chi Xing with a fawning expression.

Class Two is not like Class One. Although their grades are similar, Class Two is mostly composed of students from the middle and lower classes.

For ease of management, the students in Class 1 are mostly from well-off families.

The homeroom teacher of Class 1 receives gifts from parents during holidays, while the homeroom teacher of Class 2 mostly receives inexpensive gifts.

Especially for some poor people, they haven't received a gift in three years.

Huang Liang was particularly attentive to a wealthy young master who had finally joined their class.

He thought for a moment, then walked up to Akahoshi and asked in a low voice, "Akahoshi-kun, how about I move you to another seat? This one..."

Before he could finish speaking, Akahoshi gave him a cold glance: "No need. Aren't we going to change seats this afternoon? Just rotate them according to the class rules."

These words made Huang Liang a little embarrassed, and he was about to agree.

Liang Yucheng glanced at the discomfitured homeroom teacher and remembered Chi Xing saying that he would protect her from now on.

He moved his lips and suddenly said:

"No, my position didn't move; they rearranged my position."

When her bright, large eyes met Akahoshi's gaze and Huang Liang's piercing stare, she immediately lowered her head.

He moved closer to Akahoshi, his fingers nervously gripping the hem of his shirt.

This was the first time he had complained about a teacher. He hoped that Akahoshi would help him, but he was also afraid that Akahoshi would not.

He sat in the last row for a long time, but he couldn't hear clearly. The sound from his cochlear implant didn't sound like a human ear; it was mechanical and noisy.

Moreover, he was very short, and there were tall people in front of him, so he often couldn't see the blackboard at all.

Chi Xing's cold, sharp eyes revealed anger as he glared back at Huang Liang, who was glaring at Liang Yuchen.

"Is Teacher Huang leading the way in school bullying? I wonder if the principal knows about this."

Huang Liang chuckled and bowed apologetically: "Oh dear, it's all a misunderstanding. This is something we usually leave to the class monitor. I didn't expect him to not have Liang change seats. It was my oversight."

He looked at Liang Yucheng, this time with a smile: "Liang, I didn't mean it. How about this, I'll let you sit in the front from now on?"

"That's it?" Chi Xing was dissatisfied. He turned his head to stare at Huang Liang, twirling a pen in his hand, with a half-smile.

Huang Liang knew that if he couldn't offer any compensation, he might lose his job.

"Since it's the class monitor's fault, then Liang will no longer need to clean the classroom."

He leaned closer and whispered, "I heard that Liang's circumstances aren't very good. I'll help you apply for a scholarship later."

Akahoshi snorted coldly: "That's it? He deserved all of this, didn't he?"

Huang Liang was intimidated by his imposing aura. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Wasn't this Chi Xing always disliking Liang Yuchen? Why was he helping him now?

The math teacher walked in from outside and stood on the podium, looking somewhat puzzled that Huang Liang was still there.

Out of respect, he could only wait.

Huang Liang could only whisper, "Look at me, I still have the scholarship money from previous years. I forgot to give it to Liang. Tomorrow, the teacher will transfer it to your card tomorrow."

"Not only that, I heard that someone sponsored Liang Yucheng. Shouldn't that money be returned to him?" Chi Xing said with a smirk, talking about things that didn't exist.

Huang Liang's heart was bleeding, and he could only nod with a bitter smile: "Yes, yes, yes, that's true."

"Teacher Huang, you must transfer all 100,000 yuan to Liang Yucheng's account, otherwise..."

"Yes, yes, this is what I, as the homeroom teacher, should do, hehehe." Teacher Huang's smile became more and more painful. As she walked out of the classroom, she couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her chest, her face contorted with grief.

This is no gold nugget; it's clearly meant to kill him. 100,000 yuan! That's half a year's salary for him, gone just like that.

He can't afford to lose this job; he's almost forty now, and if he gets laid off, he won't be able to find such a good job again.

With tears in her eyes, Teacher Huang calculated the annual scholarship: three thousand yuan a year for three years, plus the one hundred thousand yuan she took out of her own pocket.

He was still heartbroken and deeply regretted not stopping his classmates from bullying Liang Yuchen. If it weren't for this incident, he wouldn't have lost so much money.

Liang Yucheng was still a bit dazed in the classroom, but he was still very attentive during class.

Math teacher Guo Han often taught from the back of the classroom. His handwriting on the blackboard was strong and larger than when he wrote in Class 1.

Akahoshi was surprised to learn that his usually gentle math teacher could also have such a loud voice.

It's obvious that this is for Liang Yucheng, Guo Han's most valued student.

After walking around for a while, Guo Han called out loudly, "Liang Yucheng, come up and do this problem. The rest of you can write it in your notebooks."