Ming Zuo

Daming Lake Middle School has an extremely special status in Jinan and even in the whole country.

After all, a school that can be established in the core area of ​​​​the country's politics, as long as you think about it, you can understand the extraordinaryness of it.

"Okay, I'll send you here, follow the teacher in."

At the school gate, Li Yanling gave Zhu Cihong her final instructions.

Zhu Cilang was a little panicked, not knowing what was waiting for him.

Although he is already a 16-year-old boy, he has been living in the deep palace in the previous years, surrounded by countless servants.

Don't say that there is not much childhood joy, and there are no playmates of the same age at all.

Standing at the school gate at this time, I can already see countless peers doing various activities inside, and I am about to join them.

What will be waiting for me?

But he also understands that now, he can only bite the bullet and go in.

In an instant, he was stared at by dozens of pairs of eyes, which made him a little at a loss.

The teacher who came to guide him was very kind.

Many students around looked at him, all laughing and joking, no one was willing to stand up and help him.

At this moment, there are two teams competing on the football field. While seeing him who is a stranger, many people are pointing and discussing something.

Zhu Cihong scratched his head and laughed at himself.

His mind was in a mess, constantly fantasizing about the scene of a fight.

"Our boss asked you something, where did you come from?"

Facing the opponent's provocation, Zheng Chenggong's expression remained unchanged.

Seeing the unfriendly expressions of these people, Zhu Cihong retreated step by step.

"Don't be afraid, this is the school. If you encounter anything, just come to the teacher. The teachers will make decisions for you."

Zhu Cihong was caught in the middle, and suddenly found that the protagonist was not herself.

"This is Zhu Cihong, a new classmate who just came to our class. If he doesn't understand something and needs help, everyone will take care of him."

But when he walked to the door, he saw that Zheng Chenggong and the others were already waiting.

A hearty voice sounded, several figures squeezed in and surrounded Zhu Cihong to protect him.

"Do you have any skills? Do you want to bully people?"

Only a girl named Qi Deyuan, as the class monitor, said hello.

"Barbarians from the north, it's not your turn to be arrogant here."

During class break, Zhu Cihong went to the bathroom, but was blocked by someone.

"Hmph, who am I to know? It turns out they are the bastards in the palace. They are not very capable, but they are really good at flattering."

"It turned out to be a coward. It's a shame that you are like this."

"Boy, do you know what Daming Lake Middle School is? Since you're here, let us see what you can do, so don't lose face to our middle school."

Even though he was among the crowd this time, Zhu Cihong felt very lonely.

If so, it's all his fault, how should I explain to Zuo Menggeng?
In a trance, it's time to leave school.

He put the schoolbag on the desk, took out the book, and read it seriously.

This situation made Zhu Cihong very uncomfortable.

"Those surnamed Zheng, let's talk about it first. If you lose today, what will you do in the future?"

On the other side, his face was red and his ears were red, and his eyes were fierce.

Fortunately, he remembered that he was under the eaves and had to bow his head.No matter how angry he was, he didn't dare to show it.

"All the people who go to school here are either rich or noble, and have great status. Remember not to make trouble at will, otherwise it will be difficult to end."

Seeing Zheng Chenggong and others appear, the expressions of those provocative teenagers became even more hostile.

"Let's go, let's fight."

Knowing that he is no longer the crown prince of Daming, he will no longer be able to enjoy the treatment of the stars.

The reaction from the audience was sparse and indifferent.

How could the boy on the opposite side stand this?

Zhu Cihong still knows the principle of respecting teachers and teaching.

He sat obediently on his seat, carefully looking around with his eyes.

"As far as your three-legged cat kung fu is concerned, first think about going back and lying down for a few days."

"Absolutely don't go to the teacher. Solve your own affairs. Isn't it just a fight? Can you be afraid of them?"

Zhu Cilang looked around and found that it was Zheng Chenggong, Shi Lang, Dahu and others. Tears welled up in his eyes and he felt at ease at the same time.

Dahu stepped forward, clenching his fist back and forth.

The largest of them even has a verdant lawn with various white lines painted on it.

The teacher saw it, and took more care of Zhu Cihong.

Shi Lang and Dahu stood on the left and on the right, and erected him without saying a word.

Since they are all students from rich or noble backgrounds, they are naturally high-minded and arrogant, and it is not so easy to deal with them.

As a transfer student, and had never received an education from the Empire before, he could only try his best to keep up.

There are not only many teaching buildings, but also several large and flat fields.

Zhu Cihong was assigned a seat, and the teacher left.

Before these words came, Li Yanling had already explained them, and Zhu Cihong hurriedly remembered them firmly.

There are still many students watching the excitement in the periphery, and they have no intention of dispersing.

He had already seen it in the original Prince Xia's mansion, and knew that it was a football field.

"Are you new here?"

Shi Lang also took a step forward, fighting side by side with Dahu.

Everyone else ran fast, but Zhu Cihong was the only one who was slow, as if such a delay could avoid things.

The leading boy laughed.

For a while, he was beaten with blood on his head, and for a while, Zheng Chenggong and others were injured.

"Whoever doesn't come is the grandson."

Obviously fighting is not good, why are these friends so active?

"I don't know what you can teach me?"

"If you are afraid, get out. If you are not afraid, see you at the door after school."

A large number of people gathered on both sides, blocking the street next to the door.

Zheng Chenggong stopped it quickly.

In the following classes, Zhu Cihong spent almost all of them in torment.

"Then come on. Head-to-head, or gang fight?"

The subsequent classes were ordinary, and Zhu Cihong was not disturbed too much, nor was he cared for too much.

In Zhu Cihong's impression, Zheng Chenggong has always been gentle and refined, and he looks like a scholar.I didn't expect to be so enthusiastic about fighting.

"It's all my fault. Or... let's go to the teacher."

"Liu Zongze, do you want to try Grandpa's skills?"

"Thank you teacher, the students understand."

After a while, he was ushered into a classroom.

The teacher led him to the podium and introduced it to everyone.

He didn't know why, but at this moment, he felt a sense of belonging.

Seeing the rebellious teenagers, Zhu Cihong was very flustered.

Following the teacher into the campus, Zhu Cihong realized that the place is very big.

At the school gate, the other party was indeed waiting.

"I don't know you all, so please don't make it difficult."

When had Zhu Cihong been ridiculed like this?Immediately, his face turned red and he was aggrieved.

Seeing the offer from both sides, Zhu Cihong was extremely uneasy.

I saw that the children in the classroom were all about his age, and there were boys and girls.Everyone was lively, and they didn't care about his arrival.

Before the words were finished, a cheerful girl's voice came from a distance.

"Fight, why didn't you call me?"

The crowd exclaimed for a while, and then stepped out of the way.

I saw a six or seven-year-old girl striding in, followed by two big tigers.

Majestic, unparalleled in the world.