I heard that if I don't pretend to be poor, I will die

The class bell rang, and everyone hurried back to their seats, ready to start class.

Because this class is a compulsory course, and it is the first day of school, there are a lot of people in the big classroom.Even though the class bell rang for a long time, the classroom was still very noisy and there were a lot of whispers.

Yang Qi sat at the back, but he was not affected by it. He just kept staring at the door, waiting for the teacher to come to class soon.

At this time, the teacher hurried in holding the textbook.

Seeing that everyone was sitting, it was a bit noisy, so he coughed.

It was finally quiet in the classroom.

The teacher smiled and said: "Students, today is our first class, and our class has also welcomed a new student. Now, let's welcome the new student together."

At this time, a person walked in from the door.

He is slender and straight, dressed luxuriously, and neatly dressed, looking like a nobleman.

Everyone applauded to welcome him, and watched him walk to the podium, and then slowly turned around, showing his face.

"Hi everyone, my name is He Ziming, and I'm a new transfer student." He said slowly, smiling at everyone.

Yang Qi was still bowing his head. Hearing this familiar voice, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the podium. Sure enough, he saw a familiar face.

He Ziming!

What the hell, why is he here? !