I can hardly hide my alien identity

Some people are just at odds, Wen Yan is not a person who wronged her, so she parted ways with her naturally.

The two of them have lived in peace until now, it's just that they are not suitable for making friends, but they are still classmates, and they will nod when they meet.

Therefore, Wen Yan couldn't figure out what Lin Xiaohua was doing suddenly kneeling in front of her.

And it's time to pick a big class.

In the Art Appreciation class that the three classes from the youngest class took together, the teacher was an extremely strict old man, and almost no one dared to skip class.

The lecture hall can accommodate more than 100 people, and it is full of people all staring at the place where the two are.

Lin Xiaohua flinched at the sight. It was the first time she put herself in the eyes of so many people, and for a moment she flinched.

But when she thought about what the man said... she could only muster up her courage, raised her head and begged Wen Yan: "Yanyan, please, give me the scholarship."

"And you don't need the money either..."

Wen Yan put the book in her hand on the table next to her, and looked at Lin Xiaohua seriously.

Lin Xiaohua has low self-esteem and pride. In my impression, although the clothes she wears are not high-end, they are not as cheap as they are now.

Her mind was about to come out.

Wen Yan is not used to people, "Why don't I need this money? This is a scholarship, not a grant."

"I took it by my ability, why should I let it go?"

"If you want to take it, then you should study hard, instead of trying to snatch it from your classmates with crooked ways all day long."

Lin Xiaohua was overwhelmed by what Wen Yan said, and her tears kept flowing.

Comparing her pitiful appearance with Wen Yan's condescending and domineering appearance, it's a matter of opinion.

Although what Wen Yan said is right, people sympathize with the weak.

Immediately, someone shouted at the top of their voices: "Everyone kneels down with you, you are too unkind."

Those who shouted were all from other classes, and everyone in class 2301 of Art Design stood indifferently not far away, and no one spoke.

Zhang Borui pushed away the people surrounding him and stood with his arms crossed.

Seeing the monitor approaching, Lin Xiaohua became nervous, she was afraid that the other party would repent.

After all, Zhang Borui's obsession with Wen Yan was obvious to all the students in the class.

"Yanyan, I've inquired about it. The scholarship can be extended. As long as you give up, I can replace you."

"My family really needs it." Lin Xiaohua grabbed her clothes with a small hole in it, weeping.

Wen Yan said coldly: "No."

It's her honor.

Hearing her answer, several excited classmates showed anger and contempt.

Wen Yan sneered in her heart, these idiots have probably forgotten what profession they are.

Those who study art and design, even if their family conditions are not good, are not so bad that they can't even wear decent clothes.

Lin Xiaohua saw that her warm face was not in her way, and she was heartbroken, "But you are not short of money... and your consumption has gone up several levels recently."

There are only a few reasons why female college students suddenly become rich.

There was an uproar from the crowd of onlookers.

"Everyone said you were adopted?" Lin Xiaohua bit her lip, heartbroken: "I thought we were friends, and I always believed in your character... When they said you, I even helped you refute, but you knew that It's really difficult for me, and..."

Wen Yan: "Friend? A friend who suddenly knelt down with me?"

Zhang Borui pursed his lips, his eyes were full of pride.

He gave Wen Yan a look: please, please, I will help you.

There is nothing tricky between these two... Let Zhang Borui eat shit.

"Wen Yan, it's no wonder that the clothes and shoes you are wearing now are of higher quality, so that's the case." The gloating on Li Jiaojiao's face could no longer be restrained.

"Since you are not short of money, why don't you give up the spot to Xiaohua. We are all in the same class."

Seeing her classmates starting to support her, Lin Xiaohua straightened her back even more, her face full of reluctance to admit defeat.

Stubborn, strong, and unyielding little white flower.

This is not an appropriate campus heroine configuration.

Sure enough, the male protagonists in the crowd were about to stand up and protect their bullied little white rabbit.

Wen Yan: "Others don't know why I suddenly became rich, but Zhang Borui certainly doesn't know, he..."

"I don't know." Zhang Borui said unhurriedly.

"You can't think that I'm your suitor, so just let me lie." Zhang Borui was upright, persuading others: "It's not terrible to do something wrong, what's terrible is the lack of courage to admit mistakes."

Wen Yan: ... She was about to laugh angrily.

Zhang Borui was triumphant, and let out a bad breath in his heart.

This is really speechless.

Zhang Borui thought that Wen Yan would explain, and if he was not good enough, he would make a fuss and go to the teacher.

For this, he has already thought of a way to deal with it.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yan directly admitted: "You are right, I was indeed adopted."

Zhang Borui was dumbfounded, why didn't he play cards according to common sense.

Whether she has been taken care of or not, no one has the right to say more than himself, who has been secretly watching her for a long time.

Lin Xiaohua's eyes also widened, and she became ecstatic.

Could it be that Wen Yan was mad with anger and began to speak indiscriminately?

If you become ruthless, you will even destroy yourself.

"I can't see it, our first grader is so self-willed and depraved."

"Look at her looking pure and cold, but for the sake of money, there is no lower limit at all."

"Isn't that right? Although my grades are not as good as hers, I understand shame and etiquette better than her."

.....
All kinds of whispers were mixed together, and everyone's strange eyes were fixed on Wen Yan.

Suddenly, there was a sound of Alipay arriving at the right time, "Alipay received 1000 million."

The noisy voices in the lecture hall suddenly fell silent.

Everyone followed the voice with dull eyes and looked over.

They watched Wen Yan frowned and took out the phone from his pocket, "Sorry, I forgot to turn off the mute."

Once again, before Wen Yan turned off the sound, the voice broadcast of the account rang again, "... 1000 million in account."

I don't know who murmured in a low voice, "Fuck, what kind of generous benefactor is this?"

"I don't know if I will ask Wen Yan for her contact information, if she would like to share it."

Of course, not everyone is so envious and jealous that their eyes are scarlet.

Someone else looked complicated, "That is to say, Wen Yan earns tens of millions a day, and she still wants to compete with others for a scholarship of several thousand dollars?"

Is it too vicious?
"Yanyan, why don't you come out, there is class later?" Sangsang stood at the door of the classroom, waving her hands inside.

Wen Yan's eyes lit up, she was surprised that Sangsang appeared here.

Sweeping away the condensation just now, Wen Yan was so complacent that he said in a super loud voice, "The benefactor who took care of me is here."

"My best friend is worth more than [-] million yuan. She drives a Ferrari with one hand. She is affectionate and righteous. She makes me rich and prosperous. I will never work hard again..."

Wen Yan hummed the most popular Dou Le song that she had magically changed, and trot towards Sangsang.

Sangsang didn't understand, so she said, "But Yanyan, I don't have a Ferrari, so... shall I buy one?"

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