The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

Fu Hua ignored Fu Youchuan's gaze.

He added insult to injury: "Of course, you can continue to deceive yourself and push all the blame onto me."

This way you'll feel better, and Fu Chaochao will feel better too. Anyway, it's always someone else who's wrong, and you're always right.

After saying that, she pushed her bicycle.

He said to Zhang Wen, "Let's go, we're going to be late."

The two got on their bikes, beige Phoenix bicycles.

They gradually faded into the distance in the autumn morning light.

The bicycle bell rang crisply, and the ribbons fluttered in the breeze.

Fu Youchuan stood there, watching Fu Hua's retreating figure, his fists clenched tightly.

Those words were like needles, piercing his heart one by one.

He remembered what Chaochao had said to Hua.

Why didn't you die in the countryside?

Looking back now, those words seem rather malicious.

No, that's not it.

Chaochao was just too sad and felt too wronged.

She didn't mean to.

It's all Fu Hua's fault, it's all her fault...

But a voice inside me was asking: Is that really true?

If Chaochao is really that kind and gentle,

Why did Qin Che want to break off the engagement?

If Fu Hua is really that bad,

Why did Steinberg and his classmates praise her?

Fu Youchuan shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off those questions.

Class 6, Monday morning

An unusual atmosphere permeated the air.

Fu Hua and Zhang Wen, as usual,

Enter the classroom five minutes before the morning self-study bell rings.

She habitually walked to her seat, the last row by the window.

It's sunny and quiet there.

You can also see the sycamore trees downstairs.

But today, there was someone sitting next to her behind.

Lin Bei sat alone at the very back.

He stood ramrod straight, his textbooks neatly arranged on his desk.

The pen rested on the open notebook.

He exuded that kind of neatness that was unique to students in Class A.

The buzzing of conversation in the classroom began as Fu Hua stepped through the door.

Suddenly it became quiet.

Everyone was looking at her.

She looked at Lin Bei again, her eyes full of curiosity and inquiry.

Zhang Wen's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and she couldn't help but ask, "What's going on? Did you go to the wrong classroom?"

After she finished speaking, she even went outside and looked up at the class sign.

That's right.

It's Class 6, Grade 6.

Fu Hua paused for a moment, then continued walking towards her seat.

She glanced at Lin Bei.

Lin Bei also looked up at her.

His expression was somewhat unnatural, but he forced a smile and said gently, "Good morning."

"morning."

Fu Hua nodded and walked to her seat.

Zhang Wen shook her head as if she had seen a ghost and sat down on the stool.

I'm so glad I could sit next to Lin Bei at the same desk in this lifetime.

He never dared to dream of such a thing.

Fu Hua didn't ask any more questions. She took out her English textbook from her schoolbag and started memorizing vocabulary.

The sound of reading aloud filled the classroom again.

But he was clearly distracted.

Chen Zhe, who was sitting in front of Fu Hua, turned his head.

Lowering her voice, she asked Fu Hua, "Why is he here? Why doesn't he come over during morning self-study to ask questions?"

Fu Hua shook her head: "I don't know."

"Did he go to the wrong classroom?"

Zhang Wen blinked. "How about I ask?"

As they were talking, Zhao Kuan walked into the classroom carrying his lesson plan.

He looks to be in good spirits today.

When her gaze swept over Lin Bei, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

"Quiet down."

Zhao Kuan tapped on the podium, "Before the morning self-study session begins, there's something I need to tell you all."

Starting today, Lin Bei has officially transferred to our Class 6, Ding.

The classroom erupted in chaos.

"What?!"

"The first student from Class A to come here?!"

"You must have made a mistake, Teacher Zhao?!"

Zhao Kuan raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet: "Lin Bei applied voluntarily. He said..."

I want to improve in a more conducive learning environment.

That's a tactful way of putting it.

But everyone understood.

Lin Bei came for Fu Hua.

Lin Bei stood up and faced the whole class.

With a sincere tone: "Hello everyone, I am Lin Bei, and I will be a member of Class Ding Liu from now on. I hope you will all take good care of me."

If you have any questions about your studies, please feel free to ask me anytime.

Lin Bei's attitude was very sincere, but the students in Class 6 of Ding did not buy it.

They exchanged glances, their faces clearly showing distrust.

The top students in Class A,

Why would someone suddenly condescend to come to Class 6?

There's definitely something fishy going on.

Zhao Meng muttered from the back row, "A weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken..."

The sound wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for Lin Bei, who was standing nearby, to hear.

His face flushed slightly, but he didn't say anything and sat down again.

Zhao Kuan glanced at the clock on the wall: "Alright, that's settled then. Also, a reminder to everyone, the second monthly exam is in two weeks."

This exam is very important; it concerns the honor of our Class 6. Everyone should make the most of their time to review.

During this period, the teachers openly and subtly said that he was incredibly lucky.

Don't think that just because you have Fu Hua, you can rest easy.

Everyone else was still at the bottom of the class.

Even if Fu Hua is a genius, she can't be dragged out like this.

Only he knew that the students in Class 6 were changing inside and out.

The learning atmosphere is very strong.

He believes that this time...

Class 6 will definitely give everyone a surprise.

Zhao Kuan paused, his gaze sweeping over Fu Hua.

Then he looked at Lin Bei and said, "Now, our class has two students who are in the top five of the grade. Other students should seize the opportunity and learn from them."

That's a very meaningful statement.

The students in Class 6 looked at each other, their eyes filled with excitement and a hint of defiance.

I'm excited because the class has really improved.

The reason for the dissatisfaction is...

Why did Lin Bei suddenly intervene?

With Fu Hua in their class, that's enough.

The bell rang to signal the end of morning self-study.

As soon as Zhao Kuan left, the classroom immediately became lively.

The last period in the morning is physics class.

Teacher Yan taught a comprehensive problem about electromagnetic induction today, which was very difficult.

But it was explained in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

Over the past two weeks, in order to adapt to the "suddenly improved" level of Class 6,

I'm preparing lessons more than three times more diligently than before.

When the bell rang, Teacher Yan went to Fu Hua's desk and asked, "Fu Hua, how did you do with those competition problems I gave you last time?"

"That's about it."

Fu Hua took out her notebook from her bag. "There are still two questions I need to think about."

"No rush, just give it to me this week."

Teacher Yan smiled and said, glancing at Lin Bei beside her, "Lin Bei, you've participated in competitions before, so you have experience. You can share your experiences with Fu Hua so we can learn from each other."

Lin Bei nodded quickly: "Okay, Teacher Yan."

After Teacher Yan left, Lin Bei immediately turned to Fu Hua: "Those questions... can I take a look?"

Fu Hua thought for a moment and handed over the notebook.

Lin Bei opened the book, his gaze sweeping over the neatly arranged deduction processes.

My eyes lit up; these were all physics competition questions from previous years.

It took him three whole days to make just two dishes.

Fu Hua has already completed most of it!

"here,"

He pointed to one of the problems, "I'm stuck on the integral transformation step... Could you explain it to me?"

"Can."

Fu Hua turned to the side, took the pen, and began to explain.

Her voice wasn't loud, but her thoughts were clear.

Every step was explained clearly.

Several students from Class 6 of the Ding group also came over to listen.

Class monitor Li Qiang and academic representative Wang Jing were also among them.

During this period, they got used to Fu Hua's "mini-classes".

But this time is different.

Because the question was asked by Lin Bei, the top student in Class A.

Now, however, he listens attentively to Fu Hua's explanation, just like a primary school student.

Chen Zhe couldn't stand it anymore.

He walked over and snatched the notebook from Lin Bei's hand: "Lin, you top student, don't you have any teachers in Class A? Why do you have to come to our class to audit lessons?"