How come you're also my ex-girlfriend?

The rich heiress who drives a Maybach to school every day turns out to be my ex-girlfriend.

What ultimate fantasy for otaku? Isn't the guy driving the Maybach a teenager? I think he even drove off an overpass on a rainy night.

Xu Yan was skeptical about this. The system was real, but was the future he was describing in it necessarily certain?

Rather, it's possible that the future of someone who wasn't reborn may have already changed when the system arrived.

Therefore, Xu Yan wouldn't do something like running up to Wen Xueyu and pointing at her, claiming she was his future girlfriend, especially since the two haven't even exchanged contact information yet.

The reward just announced, "Master Chef"...

Before, all I knew how to make was fried rice with eggs. I would usually make fried rice for myself after I got home from evening self-study, after my parents had gone to sleep and I was so hungry that I couldn't stand it anymore.

The taste wasn't great either; it was just salty and oily, but safe to eat.

"What do I need this skill for?" The boy, having just put down his bag in the classroom, suddenly remembered that it seemed like all scumbags used cooking skills to win over women... Was this already the beginning of something? System, you idiot...

Since things have come to this, let's start by memorizing vocabulary.

Open your English book and turn to the first page of vocabulary.

"abandon..."

Damn, I couldn't hold back from the start.

I'll just memorize the vocabulary from Jiang Yiyao's notebook; it smells so good!

"Oh, you've even started memorizing vocabulary words? Xu Yan, are you going to be in the experimental class?"

Xu Yan was concentrating on memorizing vocabulary when a group of people rushed in through the back door of the classroom and happened to pass by him, noticing this slightly unusual sign.

A teasing tone interrupted Xu Yan's rhythm. He looked up and saw a face covered with acne and pitted pockmarks.

Wei Yan, a classmate of Yang Hao, is Yang Hao's "good friend." Well, calling him a good friend is a bit of an exaggeration; Xu Yan thinks "lackey" would be a more accurate description.

As soon as Wei Yan opened his mouth with his signature hoarse voice, the people around him couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahaha, didn't our homeroom teacher say that Xu Yan is a naturally gifted player who just doesn't work hard enough? If he really put in the effort, he'd win, right?"

Laughter could be heard coming from the heart of this group.

"Working so hard so early in the morning, are you really aiming for first place to advance to the next grade?"

Yang Hao smiled casually.

The rumor circulating in the class that Xu Yan is Lin Jia's simp is actually 80% his doing.

He didn't like Xu Yan, especially Lin Jia's attitude towards him. He just didn't understand. This boy was only good-looking; he had nothing else to offer. Why was Lin Jia so unwilling to let him go? Why did she have to keep dragging him along?

Yang Hao felt that if he were ruthless enough and willing to spend more money, winning over Lin Jia wouldn't be difficult, but that wouldn't really make much sense. So he allowed some rumors to spread, making Xu Yan seem cheaper, which in turn elevated his own status.

Thus, Xu Yan's situation of having few friends gradually developed. To say he felt guilty... that's crazy. Wasn't it because he was incompetent? If his father's money wasn't meant to bring him this sense of superiority, then wasn't the money earned in vain?

Upon hearing Yang Hao's words, Wei Yan, who was in front, immediately realized what was going on. As a professional lackey, he had to figure out his "big brother's" intentions as soon as possible. He leaned closer to Xu Yan and said with a smile.

"That must mean there's someone he wants to see in the experimental class, hahaha." Laughter erupted around them. It seemed quite amusing for a group of people to tease an outsider. Wei Yan also noticed the notebook in Xu Yan's hand.

Unable to resist, he reached out and said, "What? There's a secret manual here? Let me see who wrote it."

His movements were very natural, as if he could control everything Xu Yan owned at will.

"Smack."

Until his wrist was gripped tightly, unable to move an inch.

Wei Yan's smile vanished abruptly, then he saw Xu Yan's disgusted expression.

Wei Yan didn't even have time to express his doubts, such as: What? You can't stand being seen by others, can you?

Xu Yan then pushed Wei Yan away with a little force.

The action was simple, but the force was so great that Wei Yan couldn't resist it at all, and he almost stumbled backward and fell onto someone else's desk. The action wasn't big; for a high school boy, it would just be a minor scuffle, but for Wei Yan, it was extremely humiliating, making him feel very ashamed.

He couldn't stand being manipulated by someone like Xu Yan.

"What are you doing?!"

He couldn't help but question it.

The people around also slightly suppressed their smiles, and the atmosphere subtly changed, turning from a joyful and peaceful scene into an awkward and somber one.

Xu Yan closed the notebook, looking at Wei Yan with a blank expression. "Is your level of manners just taking other people's things?"

"you..."

Wei Yan stepped forward, about to say something, when Xu Yan interrupted him with disdain, "Also, could you please stay a little further away from me? Do you think I'm on the moon? This crater could grow mushrooms."

"Pfft..."

Immediately, some people around couldn't help but laugh, unable to distinguish friend from foe.

"You fucking!"

Wei Yan was immediately enraged. He knew he had bad skin, but because he hung out with Yang Hao, no one said anything about it. He couldn't stand it when others talked about it.

His pride was humiliated on the spot, especially since Xu Yan had so directly called him out. He even felt the pimples on his face start to itch.

He was about to rush over, but Xu Yan simply stood up, which made Wei Yan stop in his tracks.

Despite their seemingly aggressive demeanor, they realized the size difference once Xu Yan's shadow loomed over them. But what could they do when their pride was on their side? Besides, they didn't dare to actually make a move. What kind of school was Liangcheng Normal University Affiliated High School? They really wouldn't tolerate you. Anyone who dared to fight or openly date would be expelled.

But the person who feels even more awkward here is yourself...

At this moment, Yang Hao walked over with a smile, blocked Wei Yan's path, and looked at Xu Yan, who had stood up, and said with a grin, "There's no need for that, it was just a joke."

Xu Yan was too lazy to argue with Yang Hao about these trivial matters. He stretched and said, "You guys are joking, and I'm joking too. How come someone suddenly can't drive?"

Yang Hao didn't know where Xu Yan suddenly got the confidence to speak so confidently. Did he really think that he could leave the class after pretending for a day or two?

He doesn't take it to heart; getting angry with someone like that would only lower your own standards.

So he patted Wei Yan on the shoulder, then turned around and said, "Nobody can't take a joke. Okay, keep memorizing your vocabulary. I hope you really can get a good score."

Xu Yan nodded and sat down, saying very politely, "I hope you have fun playing house every day."

Yang Hao: ?

What else is forming cliques in high school but playing house? That's what Xu Yan thought anyway.

Seeing Yang Hao's suddenly gloomy face, he not only showed no fear, but even laughed.

Who are you putting on this act for?

Yang Hao also wanted to get back at the teacher, but unfortunately the bell rang and the homeroom teacher was already at the door, so he didn't have a chance to retaliate.

Back in his seat, Wei Yan gritted his teeth and said, "I think Xu Yan has gone crazy. He's really asking for it and thinks he's something special."

He knew he couldn't handle Xu Yan on his own, so he could only instigate Yang Hao to "punish" Xu Yan, so that he, as a lackey, could also share in the glory.

Yang Hao thought for a moment, then took a deep breath.

"It's fine, ignore him. Does he really think he can leave this class? I have plenty of ways to deal with him."

Zhou Wentao returned to his seat. He glanced at Xu Yan, who seemed unaffected, and couldn't help but lower his voice to speak.

"We're all classmates, let's not make things so awkward... How about I act as a mediator and smooth things over?"

"There's no need."

"What do you mean it's unnecessary? There's still a whole year left in this class. Conflicts accumulate slowly, and if one of us can't help but cause a big incident later, it will be impossible to handle."

Seeing Zhou Wentao's genuinely worried expression, Xu Yan knew that the other party didn't have any bad intentions.

However, a child pretending to be an adult can indeed get into character, he could only sigh softly to himself, and then looked at Zhou Wentao and said.

"Relationships between people aren't as complicated as you think. If you're not on the same path, don't try to walk the same road. Trying too hard to fit in with people who look down on you will only make you look like a clown."

Zhou Wentao: ...

Why do I feel like there's a hidden meaning in your words?

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