In the past, Chen Yuan hoped that their Eleventh High School would be better.
But now, he had changed his mind.
I want to make my Eleventh High School better!
And what does "better" mean?
He couldn't make everyone get into a first-tier university; after all, he wasn't a teacher or a leader.
However, he could make it seem like everyone in Eleventh High School was a good person.
At this moment, Wang Heng was like a suckling pig being roasted on a fire. He had already put on a show, but now his buddies didn't know what to do, rendered speechless by this second-year brat, even though they had surrounded him.
The one at a disadvantage wasn't Chen Yuan.
"If you want to borrow money, say it in private. We're playing ball now," said Zheng Qi's good friend.
But Chen Yuan didn't do as he said. Instead, he picked up the ball and, ignoring their gazes, stood openly outside the free throw line, dribbled a few times, and shot easily.
The basketball swished through the net.
As it fell, Zheng Qi's friend jumped up, grabbed the ball with both hands, and held it tightly.
At this moment, Chen Yuan reached out. He thought the other party wanted to steal the ball, so he subconsciously dodged with the ball. Then, Chen Yuan lightly reached into his school trouser pocket and took out a loose cigarette.
The boy froze on the spot, his expression stiff, scanning around for teachers.
Chen Yuan slowly put the cigarette in the other's mouth, and the boy quickly threw the ball away, held the cigarette in his hand, and snapped it in half. The tobacco inside the cigarette scattered in his palm like tea leaves.
Chen Yuan: "Senior."
"What do you want?" He raised his head stiffly, looking at Chen Yuan, utterly panicked.
This was the time when teachers were arriving for work. If anyone from the academic affairs office came, he would be done for.
Even if everyone passed the buck and said it was Chen Yuan's cigarette, they wouldn't believe it.
In high school, excellent students possess a special superpower: verbal authority—regardless of whether there is evidence, what they say is right.
And none of these people scored over 500. In front of the teachers, their words were worthless, like farting.
"It's okay, Senior, don't be nervous."
At this time, Chen Yuan just smiled. Then, as he was leaving, he suddenly dragged the bewildered Wang Heng away.
Now, no one was standing up for him anymore.
No one dared to take a step forward.
Not even someone acting as a neutral party saying a kind word.
Just like that, they watched Chen Yuan arrest their buddy, not daring to say a word.
This was just like the time when Zheng Qi went to Forty-Third High School alone and slapped the guy who harassed his girlfriend in front of a crowd of people. It was entirely based on momentum, intimidating the person.
Also, this Chen Yuan was not only a school bully, but also a top student.
With these buffs stacked, he could be said to dominate both worlds, black and white.
At this moment, a third-year girl with short, wavy hair, tanned skin, and a modified school uniform covered in drawings, holding a bottle of AD calcium milk in her hand, smiled and said, "What's wrong with you guys? Why are you standing there like idiots? Isn't this the time to play ball?"
After she finished speaking, she noticed that Wang Heng had been taken away by a tall boy, and then asked curiously, "Who is that? Is he causing trouble for Wang Heng? Aren't you guys helping your buddy? Just watching him get dragged away?"
"Chen Yuan." At this time, a third-year boy said, "Wang Heng was borrowing money from a first-year. That boy probably asked Chen Yuan to protect him. That's probably what's going on."
"Pfft." The third-year girl laughed, looking at the bosses who were still stunned and looking gloomy. "Where's Zheng Qi? Aren't you calling the boss?"
"Boss my ass?" Zheng Qi's friend gave a dry laugh and said, "Yesterday, Zheng Qi and his older brother, Han Dongcheng, were sent to the police station together by Chen Yuan."
"Huh? What the hell? So many exciting things happened while I was away from school for a day?"
The girl was very surprised, took two sips of AD calcium milk, and continued to ask. But now no one was in the mood, so she grabbed a second-year student and asked with a smile what was going on. After listening to the other party, she laughed, "So, who's the school boss now?"
Everyone was embarrassed by this question.
She asked Zheng Qi's friend again, and the other party directly avoided her, saying with a look of resistance, "Don't talk nonsense. Whoever wants to be the boss can be the boss."
After Zheng Qi was gone, these people had all thought about who the Eleventh High School boss would be. Some even thought it would be them, and even looked forward to it.
But now, they were all avoiding it.
It felt like this wasn't the time to stand out.
Chen Yuan had just come over alone, looking down on them like minions, as if declaring—where's your boss? Zheng Qi is gone, and I'm very angry right now.
"Then can we understand that Chen Yuan is the most powerful now? He's our school's boss?" the girl asked curiously.
"Yeah, he's the Eleventh High School boss now."
At this time, a slightly chubby third-year boy said with a smile, "Don't you like dating bosses? Hurry up and get him."
"You motherfucker, are you stupid!"
The girl's face changed, and she slapped the fat boy on the back with a crisp sound, scolding, "You're the one who likes dating bosses."
"I don't have several real boss ex-boyfriends," the fat boy said before running away.
The girl put the AD calcium milk in the hands of a second-year junior, picked up the ball, and threw it at him as she ran.
But obviously, the difference in physical strength between men and women was vast. This chase was meaningless. All that could be heard was the girl's foul language, frantically spewing out.
At this time, the other boys were no longer standing there like idiots and started playing ball.
"What about Wang Heng? If we don't stand up for him, he'll definitely blame us, right?"
"Then you go?"
"If you guys don't go, I won't go either."
"Go my ass, let's not worry about him. After this, unless he beats Chen Yuan, he won't be embarrassed to play with us again."
"So, the Eleventh High School boss is really Chen Yuan?"
"I don't know, whoever wants to be the boss can be the boss."
………
"Don't touch me…"
Wang Heng wasn't dead, how could he just be coerced like this? So, since he couldn't push Chen Yuan away, he stood firmly on the spot, saying nervously but stubbornly, "I'm not going to the toilet. If you have the ability, just stand here with me forever."
"Who's taking you to the toilet? What kind of disgusting gay are you?" Chen Yuan laughed, staring at Wang Heng, and immediately retorted.
This sentence made Luo Fan unable to hold back a little.
He wanted to laugh, but he held it in.
Holding Chen Yuan's schoolbag in both hands, he followed them wherever they went as a follower.
After watching the scene just now, his impression of Chen Yuan changed slightly from an impulsive person.
At that time, Chen Yuan was very calm and did not clash with everyone. From beginning to end, he only targeted one person.
Of course, the prerequisite for doing this was—he had the strength that no one dared to offend him.
"Then where do you want to go? Can't you say it here?" Wang Heng was very restless now, because he was very uneasy about what was about to happen.
"Taking you to the academic affairs office," Chen Yuan said frankly.
"…Snitching again, don't you feel ashamed?" Wang Heng mocked, but he was really scared in his heart.
The school was in a fit of anger right now. Smoking and bullying at this time would really get him expelled!
"Is that so? I think it's okay."
Chen Yuan was not provoked at all, and even counted the reasons, "Yesterday I was unhappy, I saw Zheng Qi smoking, and I snitched to the academic affairs office. Zheng Qi wanted to block me after school, so I called the principal. He called people to try to mess with me, so I called the police. But I don't know why, everyone is on my side?"
"…" Wang Heng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and didn't say anything for a long time.
This person really could do something like snitching.
But the key is, why was he always right when he snitched?
How strong was this person's background?
You know, even if just the parents are teachers at the school, their children are very tough.
Could it really be like the rumors, that He Hongtao is Chen Yuan's relative?
Damn it, Luo Fan, this kid is really a cheapskate…
After struggling for a while, Wang Heng still reluctantly took out the money and stuffed it into Luo Fan's hands.
Luo Fan was stunned for a moment, then opened his hand to take it.
Then, Wang Heng thought everything was okay and was about to leave.
"Who told you to leave?" Suddenly, Chen Yuan called out, "Is the money enough?"
"…Ask him, I really only took this much money." Wang Heng said extremely seriously, "If you don't believe me, search me."
"…" Luo Fan stretched out the money, counted it, and then nodded gently at Chen Yuan.
"He said it's not enough," Chen Yuan said.
"?" Luo Fan.
Did I say it wasn't enough?
"It's really only this much, if you don't believe me, search me, I don't have any cash on me." Wang Heng was almost turning his pockets inside out.
"Hello, Young Master Luo."
Just as the three of them were in a stalemate here, two girls walked over. One of them, who was more beautiful, smiled and greeted Luo Fan.
She had heard this title from others and thought it was interesting, so she used it directly.
And the girl next to her was a little surprised when she saw Chen Yuan, because he was a big celebrity at school.