My Youth Began With Him

Qin Chu glanced at Gao Ran. "You seem to be very concerned about our class' affairs."

"Look… aren't I your best friend?" Gao Ran put his arm around Qin Chu's shoulder and smiled.

"But you don't seem to care about me…"

"Ahem… I'm actually a little interested in the top student in your class," Gao Ran lied.

"You're such a shallow person… you probably like someone like Zhu Lingling," Qin Chu exposed him.

Gao Ran immediately became a little nervous. "Nonsense, Zhu Lingling is so plain-looking… If I liked her, how low class would I be…"

Qin Chu smiled and stopped teasing Gao Ran.

Before leaving, Qin Chu didn't forget to look at Jiang Xiaoying and the people who were not from the school.

That evening.

After dinner, Huo Mian and Zhixin sat under a tree in the courtyard, reading.

Zhixin wasn't as smart as his sister, and he even needed someone to check his homework.

Huo Mian held a small wooden stick in her hand, reading a novel as she watched Zhixin. If he got distracted, she would hit him without mercy.

"Sis…"

"Yeah?"

"What novel are you reading?"

"It's none of your business… Hurry up and do your homework." With a snap, the wooden stick fell, and Zhixin flinched.

"Sis, I'm so jealous of you. You don't have to read books or study, but you can still perform so well…"

"God gave it to me, I had no choice," Huo Mian said proudly.

It was only in front of Zhixin that she dared to be so arrogant.

"Sis… I heard… Second High has many rich people, right?"

"Mhm," Huo Mian replied lazily.

"I heard there are luxury cars parked outside every day… Are there any Lamborghinis or Maserati? Oh right, did you see anyone drive a Bumblebee? It's the Chevrolet Camaro from Transformers. I love that car. It's so cool…"

The more Zhixin talked, the more excited he became. When his sister was in high school, Zhixin was still in primary school in the fifth grade.

"You're still so young, you shouldn't be so boastful… I remember you used to praise others for having better grades… But now, you're becoming different. You're being too realistic by commenting on who is rich…"

Unconsciously, Huo Mian felt that the school, which was supposed to be a pure and innocent place, had changed.

Children from wealthy families had a sense of superiority in school. It was just like Wei Dong in their class. He was so poor in his studies. Just because he was rich, he could walk around arrogantly.

"Haha, Sis… have you watched the drama 'Meteor Garden'? I think you are a lot like the female lead, Shancai… I just don't know if you're that lucky to meet a Dao Mingsi and bring him back."

Zhixin laughed. Back then, Meteor Garden was a hot topic of discussion.

The weird thing was, Huo Mian wasn't interested in dramas. Instead, she would hold onto a supernatural novel or a historical book.

"Hurry up and do your homework. Stop gossiping."

"Mian, come here."

Just as she was talking to Zhixin, her mother called out to Huo Mian at the door.

Huo Mian stood up, put the novel aside, and walked over.

"Mian, here's your allowance for next week."

Yang Meirong took out a 50-yuan note and placed it in Huo Mian's palm.

She was a non-resident student, so her lunch card was regularly charged. The 50 yuan that her mother had given her was pocket money for the next five days.

50 yuan for five days meant that she had an average of 10 yuan a day. That was a lot, especially for an ordinary family like Huo Mian.

"What's wrong? Is it not enough… I'll give you 20 yuan more then.." As her mother spoke, she was about to take more money out.