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

Lin Bei's face flushed instantly: "I didn't audit the class, I've already transferred..."

"What have you already done?"

Zhao Meng also came over, arms crossed.

Looking down at him, she said, "You've given up your perfectly good Class A to come to our Class D-6. Tell me, what exactly are you up to?"

"Exactly, what are you trying to do? Are you trying to hold Fu Hua back?"

The other boys also gathered around and surrounded Lin Bei.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Zhang Wen had just returned from the restroom when she saw this scene.

He quickly squeezed in: "What are you doing! What's wrong with someone transferring classes? Is it bothering you?"

"It's just getting in the way!"

Chen Zhe retorted, "Who knows what he's up to? Maybe he just wants to steal my skills so he can go back to Class A!"

"or……"

Zhao Meng stared at Lin Bei, his tone even more impolite, "You're here for someone, aren't you?"

That statement is very obviously pointed.

Everyone looked at Fu Hua.

What everyone means is,

Lin Bei wanted to poach Fu Hua and send her to Class A.

Lin Bei, however, thought that his thoughts had been guessed.

His face paled, and his lips pressed tightly together.

There was embarrassment and a hint of awkwardness in his eyes.

The boy's thoughts were all too obvious.

Zhang Wen noticed Lin Bei's gaze falling on Fu Hua, and her thoughts stirred slightly.

However, she quickly composed herself.

"Chen Zhe, Zhao Meng."

Fu Hua spoke calmly, "Give the notebook back to Lin Bei."

Chen Zhe paused for a moment: "Fu Hua, he has ill intentions, we need to be careful."

"Lin Bei is now a student in Class 6, Grade 6."

Fu Hua stood up and walked to the middle of them.

"Is there anything wrong with classmates discussing issues?"

She looked at Lin Bei, her gaze frank: "And he's right, he really came here to learn, not just from me."

I also learned from every student in Class D.

Because in Class 6, he saw a different attitude towards learning, a different...possibility.

That makes a lot of sense.

Class 6 of Ding is also famous in Minghua High School.

The classroom fell silent immediately.

Lin Bei raised his head and stared at Fu Hua.

Sunlight streamed in through the window and fell on her face.

Those eyes were as clear as an autumn lake.

There was no prejudice, no preconceived notions.

Just like when she first explained the problem to him.

"Thanks."

He said softly.

Fu Hua shook her head and turned to the other classmates: "I know everyone has concerns, but since Lin Bei chose Class 6,..."

"So we are a class, what are the principles of Class D?"

"Never abandon! Never give up!"

Someone in the back row shouted, "It's Zhou Tao!"

A physical education student who always sleeps in class.

"right."

Fu Hua nodded, "We will not abandon anyone who wants to improve, nor will we give up on anyone who is willing to work hard."

This is the trust and tacit understanding that everyone in Class Ding has built up over the past two weeks.

Now that Lin Bei is here, he's one of Class D's people. We should welcome him, not reject him.

She paused, then added, "And...with Lin Bei, the next monthly exam..."

"Could we raise our class average? Would that reduce the amount of criticism Ms. Zhao receives?"

That was a very honest remark, and a low chuckle rippled through the classroom.

The tense atmosphere immediately eased.

Chen Zhe touched his nose.

She shoved the notebook back into Lin Bei's hands: "Well... alright then. But Lin Bei, if you dare to have any ulterior motives..."

"I won't."

Lin Bei took the notebook, his tone earnest, "I genuinely want to stay in Class Ding-Liu. There are things I want to learn here."

It's not just about knowledge.

There are also those who don't ask about background or look at the past.

It all depends on whether you want to learn now and whether you have the right learning environment.

This is something Class A can never provide.

Zhao Meng pursed his lips, but didn't say anything more.

The group of boys dispersed and returned to their seats.

Zhang Wen patted Fu Hua on the shoulder and gave her a thumbs up.

Fu Hua sat back down and continued working on the problems she hadn't finished earlier.

Lin Bei sat down behind her and opened his notebook.

But the fingers holding the pen trembled slightly.

It wasn't fear, it was excitement.

He suddenly realized that he had made the best decision of his life.

After the school bell rang, Lin Bei called out to Fu Hua, who was packing her schoolbag.

"Fu Hua,"

He was a little embarrassed. "Could I take a few more minutes of your time? Here are a few competition questions from the first half of this year that I can't figure out..."

Fu Hua glanced at the clock on the wall.

She didn't really want to go back early either; that family was all about scheming.

It's more comfortable staying at school.

"OK."

She nodded, then looked at Zhang Wen, "Wenwen, if you have something to do, you can go now."

"I'm fine!"

Zhang Wen immediately put down her schoolbag and chuckled, "I'll wait for you!"

The three of them sat down at the empty table by the window.

Lin Bei pulled a stack of photocopied competition questions from his schoolbag.

These are all real questions from provincial and national physics competitions in recent years, and they are extremely difficult.

"This dish,"

He pointed to the first question, "Regarding the application of the relativistic Doppler effect, I always feel that something is missing..."

Fu Hua took the question and read it carefully.

Instead of answering immediately, she asked, "What conditions do you think are missing?"

"Frequency change rate".

Lin Bei said, "The question only provides the initial frequency and relative velocity, but not the acceleration. What if the acceleration is not zero—"

"Then there's no need for acceleration."

Fu Hua interrupted him, picked up a pen, and drew a simple diagram on the draft paper. "Look, in the Doppler formula for relativism..."

The effect of acceleration will be reflected in the change of velocity over time.

However, the question states "moving away at a constant speed", so the acceleration is zero.

You've been misled by your experience in non-relativistic situations.

She spoke and wrote at the same time.

The derivation process is concise and elegant.

Lin Bei's eyes widened further.

So that's how it is!

He had been thinking about this problem for several days.

Fu Hua solved it in a minute!

There was indeed a distance between him and her.

Zhang Wen, listening nearby, was getting drowsy.

These competition questions were like gibberish to her.

Her gaze fell upon Fu Hua; she was focused and attentive.

Lin Bei was beside her, and the two resonated in unison.

Zhang Wen suddenly felt...

These two people really do seem to be from the same world.

She should give up too.

Just like Huahua said,

Don't pin your hopes for happiness on others.

Being emotionally affected by one person

It feels like I've lost myself.

They also lost their freedom.

She doesn't like that!

"I'm going to buy some soda!"

Zhang Wen stood up, smiling brightly: "And you? What would you like to drink?"

"Orange soda".

Fu Hua looked up and smiled lightly: "Thank you for your hard work, Wenwen."

Me too.

Lin Bei took out some money from his pocket, and Zhang Wen teased him, "Come on, Lin, you academic genius, I can't possibly not afford a bottle of soda? Consider it a welcome gift, don't be shy."

"Okay, thank you."

Lin Bei nodded.

Zhang Wen walked out of the classroom and let out a long sigh of relief.

The corridor was quiet; most students had already left the school.

She went to the convenience store on the first floor and bought three bottles of orange soda.

I also grabbed a few bags of peanuts.

When she paid, she saw the homeroom teacher of Class A making a phone call.

I don't know what he was talking about, but his expression became very serious.

Zhang Wen's heart skipped a beat.

She paid and hurried back home with her soda and snacks in her arms.