Chapter 1: Genius

"Don Juan, you are a poor man, and you will hand over the stolen money!"
"I heard that your grandfather was sick a few days ago. It must be stealing money to treat you to the deceased grandfather. It is a shame that you stay in our class. (8) (1) ΔΔ文网WwんW.『81.Zw.COM

"You thought you were the first in the city. Now you are the last idiot, and the school should have fired you."
The accusation of insults is endless, Tang Yan blushes, bites his lips, leans his neck, and firmly says: "I didn't steal money!"
"Sophistry, not who you are stealing? Just when you were in class, only you were alone in the classroom, and we are all rich people. How can a few hundred dollars in the district be put in the eye. Only you are Poor, not who you are? Is it that the banknotes will not run long legs?"
"Joefei, you nonsense!" Tang Yan's eyes are red, he is poor and not fake, and his grandfather is really sick, but he will not steal from an early age.
Grandpa taught him from an early age, and the poor also have their own bones. They don’t steal and rob, and they are straightforward. This is the foundation of being a man.
Tang Hao is a child of a poor family. He is a genius. He has shown a unique ability to learn since he was a child. In the middle of the year, he was admitted to the Pengcheng International School and reduced all tuition and fees.
Tang Hao lived up to expectations. For more than two years, he has maintained the first performance in the city and is a living sign of Pengcheng International School.
However, shortly after the start of high school, one time he was attacked from school and was attacked and injured his head. Since then, he has fallen to the root of the disease - as long as thinking about the problem will be a headache, and the memory is very poor, the knowledge that can be easily remembered is easy to remember, can not remember.
This situation has continued to this day, and now it has not improved in the next semester of the third year of high school. Every mock exam is the last in the grade.
Falling from heaven to hell, let the people who were close to him stay away from it, and let the people who had slandered him gloat.
But Tang Yan did not give up, trying to study hard over and over again, and almost every time he had a headache, he almost fainted.
During the class exercise today, six hundred classes were missing. At that time, he did not go to work because of a headache. Therefore, the squad leader, Joe Fei, insisted that he stayed in the classroom and stole the class fee.
"Joe Fei, Tang Hao has always been an honest person, how can he steal money?" A beautiful sound like a lark's roaring sounds, Fang Shishi came over.
Tang Yin cast a grateful glance, Fang Shi Shi smiled as if a hundred flowers bloom, so that everyone's breathing is rushing.
Fang Shishi is not only a family, but also has outstanding academic performance. It has always been the second in the school. Since Tang Yan was injured, she became the first in the school.
But the most striking thing is her beauty. She is one of the two major school flowers of Pengcheng International School and is the dream lover of many students.
Qiao Fei likes Fang Shishi. She once publicly pursued her, but she was rejected. However, he was not dead, and he secretly slandered her.
Seeing that she was excused from Tang Yan, and heartfelt, Qiao Fei said coldly: "Is he a man of integrity? Why don't I know that there are several people who are honest in the poor, you see the poor people in the news every day for the money. Do you steal chickens and touch dogs, and there are still few things that violate the law?"
"Yes, Joe Fei is right." The crowd rang with a chorus and filled with indignation.
This is a private aristocratic school. In addition to the civilian son of Tang Yin, the rest of the family has a certain family base and a natural sense of superiority.
Tang Yan glared at him: "Joe Fei, the poor also have dignity. I said that I didn't steal it."
"Oh, I dare to marry me. The poor are poor people. There is no education at all. Why, dare to marry me, want to beat me? You fight, you fight!" Joe Fei stretched his head and triumphantly Say.
Others looked at Tang Yan jokingly. He has always been a deaf student. He has never been irritated, and even in the eyes of everyone he is a little weak.
Moreover, Qiao Feiren Gao Ma Da, one foot eight meters, and Tang Yan only one meter seven, the difference is very different, he is not afraid to do it.
Fang Shishi wrinkled the delicate nose and advised: "Joe Fei, everyone is a classmate, you don't want this."
"I don't have much, Tang Yan is not going to hit me, I let him fight." Joe flew proudly, he expected Tang Yan not to dare to do it, so that he seemed to be unpretentious and brave.
"Don Juan, you don't care about him, I believe you didn't steal money." Fang Shishi advised, but then stunned, only saw a huge fist smashed on Joe Fei's face.
"what!"
Qiao Fei screamed with his nose, and blood flowed out of his fingers.
Hey~
Everyone took a sip of cold, staring at Tang Yan like a ghost, he... dare to do it!
"Give him a slap in the face of Lao Tzu!" Joe Fei snarled, and several doglegs swarmed up to Tang Yan.
Tang Yan hurriedly covered his head, and his fist fell on him like a rain and banana. He not only did not scream, but gritted his teeth and stared at Qiao Fei with a red eye.
"Kill him, this poor man, Laozi not only wants to kill him, but also kills his old undead grandfather." Qiao Fei screamed in anger, from small to large, he had suffered this kind of suffering, especially what he had suffered. In the face of Fang Shishi, the shame is lost, and I don’t know how to mix it.
Tang Yan’s eyes instantly widened, and Grandpa was his only relative. Anyone who dared to deal with Grandpa would not agree.
Roar!
He is like a leopard who has opened the encirclement and knocked down Joe Fei. The height difference between the two is very different. However, Tang Yan has been practicing long-distance running for many years, and his physical quality is much better than that of the pampered Qiao Fei. His strength is also greater. In a short while, Joe Fei became a pig.
Everyone was shocked, Tang Yan... How suddenly became so fierce?
Fang Shishi Zhang had a small mouth, looking at Joe Fei's pig head, faintly felt a little deflated, Qiao Fei often harassed her, making her overwhelmed.
"What do you do, stop!" Suddenly, a thunderous roar blew, everyone thought, and said that the old witch appeared.
The old witch is the head teacher Wu Cuihong. In her fifties, she has thick waist and legs and is extremely fierce. Almost everyone is afraid of her.
"Don Tang, what are you doing?" Wu Cuihong's anger slammed up.
Tang Yan stopped his fist and Qiao Fei immediately climbed up. He stared at Tang Yan with horror and said: "You... you dare to beat me."
"What is going on here?" Wu Cuihong glared and asked majesticly.
"Teacher, Tang Hao stole the class fee and beat people." Several dog legs quickly added fuel and said.
"I didn't steal the money!" Tang Yan retorted almost stubbornly.
Wu Cuihong immediately frowned and looked at Tang Yan unpleasantly. She thought that she had found a treasure. After all, every exam was the first in the city. She was a class teacher and she was honored, but she was in the heart. Look down on the poor egg Tang Yan.
After Tang Hao’s fall into the altar turned out to be the last, her attitude towards Tang Yan changed completely, without a good face.
Because Tang Yan not only can not bring her a little benefit, but has become a drag on her, she has been applying to the school to change Tang Yan to another class, or to expel, but the school has not made a final decision.
Wu Cuihong’s inspiration, this time is a chance to get rid of the burden.
"Other people went back to study in the seat. Several students took Joe Fei to the infirmary. Tang Yan, you came out with me." Wu Cuihong arranged coldly.
"This is a miserable Tang, I don't know how the old witch will clean him up." Someone said with gloating.
Looking at the back of Tang Yuyuan, Fang Shishi looks complicated, bites his teeth and chases his legs. "Teacher, I believe that Tang Yan did not steal money. There must be misunderstandings in this."
Wu Cuihong stopped his footsteps and looked at Fang Shishi with amiableness. He said: "Poetry, money will not fly away with its own wings. Since so many people say that it is stolen by Tang Yan, you must be wrong. Go back to class.

"No, there must be misunderstandings." Fang Shishi insisted on his own opinion.
Wu Cuihong’s face is slightly heavy, but she still said cordially:
Poetry, you must trust the teacher, the teacher will handle it well.

Fang Shishi looked at Tang Yan, and now Tang Yan clenched his teeth and said nothing, obviously suffering a great grievance.
Wu Cuihong did not want to say more, and went straight down with Tang Yin.
"Don Juan, you not only have poor grades, but also dragged the class and legs. Now you are stealing money and beating people. What do you want to do? Is this a thing that students should do?" Under the teaching, Wu Cuihong sinned fiercely.
"Teacher, I didn't steal money, Joe Fei slandered me, I started."
"Hey, he filthy you, why didn't you filthy other students? You are not afraid of shadows." Wu Cuihong said contemptuously.
Tang Yan glared at her angrily. As a teacher, she even made a conclusion without investigating. How much she respected her before, she just blinked.
"You don't have to go to the class today, go and clean the basement of the lab." Wu Cuihong glanced at him disgustedly and waved his hand.
"Ghost House?" Tang was shocked.
Wu Cuihong's eyebrows were picked and said: "Nonsense, what kind of ghost building? Then dare to say no, believe me, let you call the parents."
Tang Yan swallowed, didn't talk, Grandpa was sick, how could he come to school, and he couldn't tell him about his situation at school, otherwise he would be very sad and aggravated.
He did not dare to tell Grandpa about his decline in academic performance, because he has always been the pride of his grandfather. He couldn't bear to let his grandfather feel sad. He has been trying to overcome difficulties and strive to regain his peak, so that he can continue to be happy.
The experimental building, known as the Ghost House among the students, is not out of nothing. A few years ago, there was an horrific incident here. A female student died in the basement of the experimental building. It is said that the blood was absorbed and turned into a mummy. Dried corpse.
The police did not investigate the reason for the last reason. The school also invited the sorghum to open the altar. In the next few years, there was no such strange event, but the legend of the ghost building did not leave, everyone except Experimental class, otherwise no one wants to come here.
Wu Cuihong asked him to clean the basement, clearly uneasy, want to scare him, or let him become the same as the female classmate.
"Oh, I am not scared." Tang Yan’s guts are not small. Wu Cuihong deliberately wants to scare him. If he withdraws, he is not guilty of her heart.
squeak!
The basement door was pushed open, and a damp, musty smell came over. Don Juan shuddered and the basement was much colder than the outside...