C6 Good Man Card

In the corridor outside the classroom, there were five or six smart teenagers dressed in strange clothes. In the middle stood a young man with dyed Yellow Hair. There was a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and his hands were on the railing. He looked as arrogant as he could be. Even Wang Loong, who was usually ruthless and overbearing in school, was a level lower than him.

As soon as Wu Chen walked out of the classroom door, Yellow Hair went up to him and put his arm around his shoulder, the corner of his mouth curled into an unfriendly smile, "Brat, I heard that Zhou Ziyu has been transferred to your class, so I want to trouble you with something. I wonder if you're willing to do it?"

"Tell me, if it's not too hard, I can help you." Wu Chen could be considered to know this Yellow Hair. He specifically collected protection fees from the street where his parents had set up their stall. If he provoked him, the trouble that would follow would not be as easy to resolve as it was at school. Wu Chen had always adhered to the attitude of not provoking such people if possible.

At the end of this corridor, Wang Loong and Chen Tianhao, who had been beaten up by Wu Chen earlier, were both looking over with gloating eyes.

"He actually provoked Liu Yao, this kid. Let's see how he will act this time!" Wang Loong touched his red and swollen cheek and gritted his teeth.

Chen Tianhao had a sinister expression on his face as he sneered, "When he is dealt with, we will go over and have a good chat with him."

"I think so too." The two looked at each other as a cruel smile appeared on their lips.

Not only did the two of them think that Wu Chen would most likely be beaten up, but the other students also thought the same.

"This Wu Chen is really impressive today. He punched Wang Loong, kicked Chen Tianhao, and now even the gangsters are here. It's been a long time since I've experienced such a wonderful thing. It's best to fight again." There were also some students who wanted to watch the show and couldn't wait for Wu Chen to beat up Liu Yao again.

"You still want to fight? I think you're thinking too much. This Liu Yao is a famous hooligan outside. Wu Chen can bully the people in the school, but when he meets people outside, I don't think he has the guts to do so."

"That's right. Look at the few people standing beside Yellow Hair. They are strong and powerful, and their eyes are filled with killing intent. Can Wang Loong and Chen Tianhao's lackeys compare to them?"

Just as everyone was discussing amongst themselves, the conversation between Wu Chen and Liu Yao also ended happily.

Watching Liu Yao bid farewell to Wu Chen with a smile on his face, the students who thought they were going to fight were stunned. They looked at the back of Liu Yao who was walking back to the classroom with disbelief and muttered to themselves, "This is unscientific!"

Tianhao Chen, who had been waiting to see a good show, snorted and left the corridor.

When Wu Chen returned to his seat, Zhou Ziyu, who was at the side, immediately came over curiously, opened her big round eyes and asked: "Is he also here to cause trouble for you?"

"I'm one of the three famous good students in our class. How could there be so many people looking for trouble with me? It's just a small talk, nothing much." Wu Chen's expression turned serious.

A female student behind him burst out laughing.

"Cough, cough, what I said is the truth. Student Fu, are you questioning my authenticity with your laughter?"

Zhou Ziyu looked at Wu Chen's funny expression and was also amused. She waved her hand, pursed her lips and smiled: "It's fine if you don't want to say it."

Wu Chen chuckled. Although on the surface, he had promised Liu Yao to help him get Zhou Ziyu's contact information, in reality, he was not prepared to let such a beautiful classmate be harassed by a group of hooligans.

She looked at him as if she would never get tired of looking at him.

"I feel like I've fallen in love," Wu Chen muttered to himself.

"What did you say?" Zhou Ziyu looked at him curiously.

Wu Chen's heart tightened, and he immediately said: "No... Nothing..."

"Strange, strange..." Zhou Ziyu muttered.

While the two of them were talking, in a corner of the classroom, there was a pair of eyes that had been watching them the entire time. They were watching the two of them chatting and laughing, and their faces were filled with envy.

After thinking for five minutes, he stood up resolutely and walked in front of Wu Chen.

"Wu Chen, can you take my seat?" Zhang Hao, the vice class monitor and top student of Grade 12 Class 8, had always been at the top of his class. He was almost guaranteed to enter Tsinghua University and Peking University.

His deep voice immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding students.

"Damn, it's actually the vice class monitor. As expected, heroes are still vulnerable to beauties. I didn't expect that even our vice class monitor, who usually doesn't smile, would think the same as us."

"Our vice class monitor is different. He is a man of action. He will do whatever he wants, unlike us who can only roll our mouths in private."

All of a sudden, everyone in the class looked at him with curiosity and expectation.

Wu Chen looked at the person in front of him and was speechless. A top student like you should study hard and work hard every day. Why are you suddenly fighting for a seat with me?!

"I can change my seat, but you have to have a reason that can convince me, right?" Wu Chen still gave the bookworm the appropriate respect.

When Zhang Hao heard that they weren't going to fight, he felt relieved. He gently raised his glasses, and a sense of confidence gradually spread out from between his brows.

He was not good at fighting, but when it came to reason, Zhang Hao had a proud expression on his face as he spoke with confidence: "There are a lot of reasons, but I'm afraid that what I say will hurt your face. Are you sure you want me to say it?"

"It's fine, I can't even get a bullet through my face." Wu Chen waved his hand with a smile.

Zhang Hao glanced at Zhou Ziyu, who was currently in a daze, and looked at her peerless appearance. He was even more certain that he wanted to change his seat, and said in a clear voice, "Then let me tell you the reason why I want to sit in this seat. Student Wu Chen, I think you should understand your grades. It's impossible for you to get into a good university. If you sit with Zhou Ziyu, you will only delay her studies. It's fine if you don't want to study, but you can't delay her studies, right? "

When it came to learning, Zhang Hao's mouth could no longer be pulled back. It was like a torrential river, flooding over.

"There are a lot of questions that you don't know how to answer. Classmate Zhou Ziyu is sitting with you, so there won't be any communication in your studies, let alone progress. But I'm different. I started to do the Huanggang Secret Scroll in primary school, got first place in Olympiad math in junior high school, and even invented the conical curve solution in senior high school. It can be said that there are no questions that I don't know how to do. Only by sitting with an outstanding person like me can Zhou Ziyu's studies improve."

After he finished speaking passionately, Zhang Hao revealed a victorious smile: "How about it, is my reason okay?"

When Wu Chen heard this, his face darkened. His face was so thick that it was comparable to the city walls. When this scholar boasted, even gods could not stop him.

"The reason is not bad, but it's still not enough to move me." Wu Chen shook his head, "Speaking of learning, I just don't want to put my limited youth on such a boring thing. If I really want to learn, it will be easy. So, please change it."

"Wu Chen, don't be too selfish. If you don't learn, are you going to drag Classmate Zhou along with you?" Zhang Hao said righteously.

"Who said I'm not going to study anymore? I've decided on the spot that I'm going to start studying hard and get into a good university to repay my parents. Is that okay, Student Zhang Hao?"

Zhang Hao still wanted to say something, but Zhou Ziyu suddenly looked at him and said, "Student Zhang, thank you for your kind intentions, but you should go back to your seat. Class will start soon."

The gentle words struck Zhang Hao like a bolt from the blue. No matter how unwilling he was, he was still defeated by the words: Sorry, you're a good person.