Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 3058 The Fat Man's Big Brother
Repulse Bay, Hong Kong, Edison School.

Christmas is just around the corner, and the whole school is decorated again, looking very festive.

As a prestigious private school, not only are the students from wealthy and influential families enrolled here, but many foreign dignitaries also send their children in as transfer students.

Of course, a school is a circle, and the students who come in will form new circles.

Just like now, in the joyful atmosphere of the school, groups of three or five people form small circles and exchange ideas about things they are interested in.

In the corner, several black-haired, yellow-faced people huddled together.

These people were dressed formally; the men were in suits and ties, and the women had short hair and wore short skirts.

From a distance, it looks like a stubborn plaster stuck to the grass, and many people around it keep their distance.

These people, however, did not care at all and continued to huddle together, looking tense.

"Yamada, how's your investigation going?"

The leader was a short, slightly bow-legged boy with a cold voice.

Yamada's younger brother was taller and wore gold-rimmed glasses, looking like a pretty boy.

But they all knew in their hearts that the glasses were just an accessory.

“Not really!”

Yamada spoke softly and gently, adjusting her glasses with her pale fingers, and then said with a hint of disappointment, "I've studied the other party for a long time and prepared several similar plans."

"She has a very strict upbringing. Her daily routine of going to and from school is planned out. She only participates in large-scale school events and doesn't go to any other activities!"

"I only attend private gatherings, such as a few close birthday parties. Otherwise, I just send gifts and don't go."

"I have a wide range of interests; I like singing, dancing, horseback riding, and playing tennis."

"I also like novel things, like game consoles, and I even participated in last year's game competition!"

"As for her friends, as you know, she can attract countless people to her side with just a wave of her hand."

"What's more, there are some people who don't like us."

"Besides, I can't even get into her circle, let alone pursue her. It's really frustrating!"

"I can't believe it," Yamada Ueki said helplessly.

His mournful expression made the eyes of the girls around him light up.

He was a well-known child star in China. He was very handsome, and with the guidance of his seniors, he quickly gained a foothold in the entertainment industry.

Just as his career was flourishing, the head of the family made a decision to send him to this school as a transfer student.

Of course, he was accompanied by many other people.

These people around us were all chosen by their respective families.

His goal was to cultivate a good relationship with the young lady from the governor's mansion.

At the very least, you need to be able to talk to the other person.

Of course, if possible, I would marry her—no, I would let her become my son-in-law.

That would be considered a contribution to the family and the country!
But who would have thought that once they arrived here, their good looks would be of no use at all.

My talent has no market here.

Even when I deliberately tried to get close to that young lady, several classmates would step forward to stop me.

There are British people here, and even more locals from Hong Kong.

Clearly, they have reached a consensus and are not giving each other a chance.

"Baka! Isn't it said that Western women like delicate and pretty pretty boys?"

Someone in the crowd cursed, and everyone looked at the person who cursed. He was a slick-haired, powdered-faced boy with white powder on his face and lipstick on his lips!
The group glanced at it, then showed the same puzzled expression.

This is the environment they've been exposed to since childhood; Western countries prefer effeminate beauty in men.

Some famous domestic movie stars have even gained international recognition, often earning hundreds of millions of yuan from releasing just one song.

Even during periods of economic downturn in China, they were able to live a life of luxury.

Some people from impoverished families have entered the entertainment industry with their slender and handsome appearances, becoming overnight sensations and rising to prominence.

The emergence of the Yanwu brand tape recorder further propelled the island nation's culture and entertainment to new heights.

Every day, young people with dreams walk into the recording studio; every day, well-dressed young people appear on television; every day, longing and envious eyes gaze at the ceiling…

As a result, many families with limited financial means tend to cultivate their children's interests in the arts.

And the people here are all among the best.

However, they also had another task on their shoulders: to befriend the people here.

"Chunzi, how are you doing there?"

The bow-legged boy ignored the complaining boy and looked at the girl opposite him.

The girl wore a distinctive short skirt, her short hair fell just to her shoulders, and beneath her bangs were a pair of big eyes, and then her figure that seemed to burst out of her clothes.

To an ordinary person, it would be hard to believe that this is a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl.

Upon hearing the question, the girl's face showed pain, and then she gently shook her head, "I went with Robert and the others, but they were only interested in playing around and didn't take it seriously at all."

“I mentioned the family business to him, but in the end he just agreed and that was the end of it!”

"Matsushita-kun, I've had enough of this kind of life!"

"I want to go back!"

At this point, Chunzi's eyes turned red.

Thinking about those guys' demands, she felt a pang of resentment.

Within the family, he was always the one bullying others.

But here, I am just a tool, a tool without any dignity.

"idiot!"

The bow-legged boy cursed again, his gaze sweeping over the other girls, only to receive the same answer from each of them.

There has been no progress.

"Chunzi, and you guys, do you really think we can go back if we don't complete the mission?"

"Think of your mother, think of your loved ones. We are here not only for ourselves, but also for our families!"

"Bowlegs," Matsushita Momotaro said loudly.

The surrounding boys and girls were all shocked when they heard this, and some even showed a look of fear in their eyes.

Seeing this, Matsushita Momotaro continued, "You were all carefully selected by the Empire, so don't use your ridiculous and naive ideas to judge right and wrong! Or do you really not know the situation in the country?"

Momotaro clenched his fist tightly.

He personally requested to attend this school, not only to change his family's predicament, but more importantly, to change his own future.

Thinking of this, Matsushita Momotaro said again, "At least we can still enjoy elite education here, at least we still have value."

“If we have no value left, we have to leave and be replaced by a new group of people.”

"At that time, we will not only lose this lifestyle, but we will also have to pay the price for what we enjoyed before!"

Have you thought about this?

Everyone was shocked upon hearing this.

As the elite of their family, they naturally knew some of the darker aspects of life.

The worst thing for a person is to be useless.

Because it's hard to survive if you're no longer useful.

Haruko intertwined her hands, pressed them against her chest, and pressed hard against her heart, which felt like it was about to burst out of her chest, filled with fear.

Akira Yamada bit his lip and made a delicate gesture with his fingers, trying his best to look angry.

But to the girls around him, he seemed particularly effeminate!

Having said everything that needed to be said, Matsushita Momotaro began to assign tasks, "This pre-Christmas performance will be our stage to showcase our talents."

"I believe that no one is more suited to this stage than us."

Then he looked at Akira Yamada and said, "Yamada, your musical talent is your greatest advantage."

"We must show them our true abilities and let them know about the excellent culture of our great river people!"

Akira Yamada nodded vigorously, then smiled confidently. "I've already written two songs and am looking for a recording studio to record them. I'll release them on tape later."

"Let's try it out at school this time!" As soon as Yamada Akira finished speaking, several girls next to him immediately showed expressions of admiration.

"Has Yamada-kun released a new song?"

"This is amazing! It's wonderful to hear Yamada-kun sing live!"

"This is absolutely a happy thing..."

Several girls blushed and spoke happily.

The boys standing nearby remained calm on the surface, but inwardly they were scoffing.

Even Matsushita Momotaro cursed inwardly, "What a show-off!"

However, this guy does have reason to be proud, after all, not everyone can release a cassette tape on their own!
"Chunzi, you girls should organize a dance, you know what I mean!"

Matsushita Momotaro looked at Haruko and said.

Chunzi nodded vigorously, then, as if remembering something, said, "It seems like the locals from Hong Kong are going to sing and dance this time too. They're really awful!"

"That's right, those bastards!"

As they spoke, everyone turned their gazes toward the local Hong Kong people around them, each one gritting their teeth in resentment.

They came to the school and were bullied by the British, but they were also bullied by the locals from Hong Kong. How could they tolerate this?
So the two sides fought several rounds on the rooftop, and the final result...

They can only hide in the corner of the playground now!

Fortunately, these Hong Kong people are not united, and with the British watching from above, they dare not go too far!

"Gentlemen, let's strive for the glory of the great river people!"

Matsushita Momotaro waved his fist and cheered loudly.

"come on!"

"Onboard..."

……

"Brother Nan, what are those Japanese devils shouting again?"

Not far away, in a small circle, several boys with similarly black hair were hiding in a corner discussing something.

A burly young man glanced at the group of people making a ruckus in the distance, then whispered to the fat man in the crowd.

The fat man was none other than Fatty Nan.

At the last game competition held in Hong Kong, Fatty Nan represented Hong Kong in the competition, which made the little fat boy gain popularity in Hong Kong and even made him a popular figure in school.

Moreover, after the last competition, Fat Boy Nan's family began a deeper collaboration with those people in the Kowloon community.

Everyone in Hong Kong knows who's behind Kowloon Community.

It wasn't a good place originally, but it changed after they took back control.

Especially in recent years, new products have emerged one after another in the north, some of which are novelties that Britain doesn't even have.

Moreover, those who are able to enter this prestigious academy all come from families with connections and know information that ordinary people cannot access.

Just like how the other side's exports have already surpassed those of Japan.

Just like the other side has a significant say in the issue of Annan.

It's like the other side's plane can circle around the Japanese islands several times, while the people below can only watch.

Just like their satellite phones, just like their various instruments and equipment…

Now, these people have realized a problem.

That is, their poor relatives in the north, whom they once regarded as backward and looked down upon, suddenly became wealthy.

Not only that, it has become even more powerful.

That's why Fatty Nan doesn't have to do anything. He just needs to attend classes, play games after class, and tinker with some new gadgets to gain a bunch of followers.

However, it's possible that people of similar tastes tend to group together.

Fatty Nan was surrounded by his rather 'muscular' underlings.

Hearing his underling's voice, Fatty Nan looked up at the distance, especially at those well-dressed teenagers, and said disdainfully, "Why bother with them? A bunch of brainless idiots."

"Brother Nan is right, these little devils are all about yelling!"

"Only that idiot Robert likes that kind of thing! He even brags about how great he is, but he's just so-so."

"Yes, yes, my cousin inquired on Portland Street, and Robert only needed five minutes, even with the miracle drug!"

"Damn, so pathetic?"

"That's right. Last time we fought, I made sure he couldn't beat me with one hand. He's all show and no substance, all looks and no substance."

A burly young man next to him spoke in a deep, booming voice, and several other young men around him immediately burst into laughter, patting their own fat bellies as they did so.

With all that fat, he'd have a huge advantage in a fight.

Fatty Nan pursed his lips after hearing this, but in the end he still felt that he couldn't let the Japanese devils be too rampant here. What if they scared people by shouting all the time?
So he said to the burly boy, "Teach them a lesson after school, and make sure they don't hang out together so much in the future."

The burly young man immediately nodded, "Don't worry, Brother Nan, I'll make sure they get what's coming to them tomorrow."

The people around immediately laughed, and then they looked again at the pager in Fatty Nan's hand.

"Brother Nan, you've been looking at this for quite a while. Can this thing really receive messages?"

One of the underlings' eyes lit up, and he asked curiously.

Pagers have been all the rage lately.

Even the middle-aged women on the street would ask each other, "The pager hasn't come out yet?"
Meanwhile, some pagers that had been brought from the north appeared in Hong Kong, instantly causing a frenzy among the people.

Some people then had the idea of ​​reselling them.

However, this behavior was quickly suppressed by both the legitimate and criminal elements in Hong Kong.

Currently, the pager service has not been officially launched, and those who have purchased pagers cannot use them.

However, today is the trial day for the pagers. The pager station will be open for two hours after 10:00 AM for trial operation.

Of course, only 10,000 pagers were deployed initially.

Being able to obtain a pager signifies a status and position that is one in a million.

Just like now, among the people surrounding Fatty Nan, several families are quite large and have many businesses.

But only Fatty Nan was able to produce a pager.

Maybe they have it at home, but they won't!

"Brother Nan, isn't that Billy?"

Someone else pointed to a slick-back-haired teenager walking with his henchmen.

Fatty Nan glanced at the other person, who happened to look back at him, and their eyes met.

A moment later, Billy tossed his head back and then flung his open school uniform behind him, revealing a pager clipped to his waist.

Everyone around them was envious.

Fatty Nan didn't take it seriously. Given Billy's family's influence, it would be strange if they didn't have it.

He looked down and continued to look at the pager in his hand.

Seeing that his underlings were still looking on with envy, Fatty Nan finally said, "A pager is nothing; anyone can afford one in a few days!"

"But the important thing is, who's sending you messages on your pager!"

As soon as Fatty Nan finished speaking, he saw the green light on his pager turn on, accompanied by a beeping sound.

Fatty Nan immediately looked at the pager, and then saw the screen light up with a line of text appearing.

"Hello, Anan, this is Yang Zengyi, this is my pager number!"

Upon seeing the message on the pager, Fatty Nan immediately jumped up from the ground, excitedly shouting, "The boss replied! Haha, hahaha!"

Then he ran quickly to the classroom.

The group of henchmen behind him suddenly froze.

"Brother Nan's boss?"

"When did Brother Nan get a boss?"

"Wait, isn't Nan Ge's boss our big boss?"

The group of underlings looked at each other, then immediately followed Fatty Nan.

(End of this chapter)