"Wow! Lu Zhiyuan actually has a crush on Li Xinmo!"

Wang Zhe held up Lu Zhiyuan's cell phone and loudly announced the secret he found in his cell phone notepad in his class.

"Ah! Mo, my love! I know I will never be with you, but your smile is my eternal dream..."

After attracting the attention of the students in the class, Wang Zhe began to read the diary on Shi Lu Zhiyuan’s mobile phone notepad loudly in a very exaggerated tone.

For a moment, a happy laugh broke out in the class.

"Give it back to me!"

Lu Zhiyuan tried his best to finally take back his phone from Wang Zhe.

The moment he took back his phone, Lu Zhiyuan's eyes happened to meet Li Xinmo, a class belle who turned around in the front row.

Li Xinmo did not blush and feel ashamed as Lu Zhiyuan. On the contrary, she frowned, her face was as cold as ice, and her cold eyes were filled with resentment and contempt.

Lu Zhiyuan's secret love made her feel embarrassed.

Lu Zhiyuan quickly lowered his head and returned to his seat in the last corner of the row.

In fact, the "Mo" written in Lu Zhiyuan's diary is not the class beauty Li Xinmo, but a girl named "Mo Ran" on the short video app Douyin. Mo Ran is also a high school student. She is versatile and has a sweet smile. Lu Zhiyuan likes her very much, and Douyin only pays attention to her.

But now, the whole class is clamoring and laughing at him, and he has no chance to explain.

Besides, the class beauty Li Xinmo is also a great beauty. Every boy in the class has more or less a favorable impression of her, and Lu Zhiyuan is no exception.

"Sorry, I only like Fei Qiming! Lu Zhiyuan begs you not to dream, okay?"

Li Xinmo finally couldn't help it and stood up and rushed towards Lu Zhiyuan without hesitation.

Almost everyone in the class watches Douyin, and Fei Qiming is a super handsome male internet celebrity on Douyin. The girls are crazy about him. Li Xinmo has no boyfriend, so she rejects Lu Zhiyuan with her idol Fei Qiming.

"He is not worthy of competing with Fei Qiming!"

"Just like him!"

Some girls were also particularly disgusted with Lu Zhiyuan's behavior, and then chattered and finished shooting.

The class immediately burst into laughter again.

Lu Zhiyuan, who was lying on his seat and buried his head behind the textbook, wished he could find a crack in the ground to get into it.

…………………

All morning, Lu Zhiyuan couldn't raise his head in the class and hugged in the corner where his desk was, avoiding the eyes of his classmates.

"Ding! The system recognizes the host..."

So much so that this sound rang in his mind during this period, which was mistakenly considered his auditory hallucination.

During afternoon break.

"Oh! Come and see the grass of our class!"

Wang Zhe, who leaked Lu Zhiyuan's secret, walked over with a smile.

Lu Zhiyuan is in the second grade of high school (10). In addition to Li Xinmo, who is recognized as the class beauty because of her beauty, there is no such thing as a boy. It is not the turn of Lu Zhiyuan. Wang Zhe and the others are obviously mocking Lu Zhiyuan.

"Get out! I'll peek at my phone next time and I'll kill you!"

Lu Zhiyuan looked up and looked at Wang Zhe coldly. Wang Zhe was 1.88 meters tall, tall and big, and was still a rich second-generation. Usually, every boy in the class dared not provoke him, and he smiled when he met.

Lu Zhiyuan was the same before, otherwise he would not have gotten an ununlocked phone. But now he hates Wang Zhe for peeking at him, and even more hates him for spreading himself.

"Yo? Why are you so angry?"

Wang Zhe didn't expect Lu Zhiyuan to dare to talk to him like this, and his face suddenly became cold: "Kill me? Just rely on you? Don't look at how much you weigh! Do you want to make one?"

As he said that, Wang Zhe picked up Lu Zhiyuan's Chinese textbook, threw it in his hand and started playing with it, looking at Lu Zhiyuan arrogantly.

Several girls in the nearby seats also turned around and peeked at this side, but they all curled their lips and were disdainful.

"Get out!"

The rabbit bites people even if it is anxious. Lu Zhiyuan is not afraid of Wang Zhe, but this is a school and he will be expelled from a fight.

So now, Lu Zhiyuan doesn't want to have a conflict with Wang Zhe, otherwise, due to Wang Zhe's second generation relationship, he must have been fired.

"hehe!"

Wang Zhe and others thought Lu Zhiyuan was cowardly, and the few of them showed contemptuous smiles on their faces.

"I warn you not to be imaginative about Li Xinmo in the future! You are not worthy of it! Orphan!"

After all, it was in the class, and Wang Zhe said in a low voice in the end the word "orphan".

Everyone in the class knew that Lu Zhiyuan was an orphan. At the beginning, many classmates sympathized with him, but because of this, over time, Lu Zhiyuan became an alien and began to be alienated by his classmates.

These two words pierced into Lu Zhiyuan's heart like a knife, because these two words have become curses on the Internet recently. This is just an insult to those whose parents are alive, and it would be fine if they don't care.

But for a real orphan like Lu Zhiyuan, these two words not only insult, but also reveal the huge scar in his heart.

No one will understand the weight of losing their parents that cannot bear in life.

"You say it again!"

Lu Zhiyuan clenched his fists and stared at Wang Zhe like a wolf.

"hehe……"

Wang Zhe was also a little scared when he was staring at Lu Zhiyuan like this. He didn't want to have a conflict with Lu Zhiyuan because of this. If it was rumored that he called Lu Zhiyuan "orphan", everyone would think that he had a bad character, after all, Lu Zhiyuan was a real orphan.

"Anyway, remember my warning in the future! Otherwise, you will feel better!"

After leaving this harsh statement, Wang Zhe threw Lu Zhiyuan's Chinese textbook on his desk, and then left proudly with a few classmates.

When he smashed the textbook on Lu Zhiyuan's desk, Li Xinmo, a beauty in the front door, walked in surrounded by several girls.

Because of the confession incident in the morning, the girls naturally looked at Lu Zhiyuan's seat after entering the door. Seeing that Lu Zhiyuan's face was red, Wang Zhe smashed the book on the desk, the girls curled their lips and laughed secretly, and Li Xinmo didn't even look at Lu Zhiyuan.

"The head teacher is here!"

At this moment, Zhai Wei, the head teacher of the second grade (10), came in with a stack of folders, and the class suddenly became quiet.

Lu Zhiyuan sat in the last corner, with him the only one on the table where the two seats were seated, and no one was with each other.

"This, I just received a notice from the school."

Zhai Wei swept the students in the class, cleared his throat, and said, "It's the end of the semester. The school will re-count the situation of poor students in each class in order to prepare for poor students to be given subsidies for the next semester."

While Zhai Wei was still talking, Wang Zhe and many classmates heard the three words "poor student", they all turned around and looked at Lu Zhiyuan secretly - without parents, Lu Zhiyuan, who had elderly parents and young children at home, definitely met all the conditions for poor students.

In fact, Lu Zhiyuan has always been a subsidized poor student in Class 10.

It is precisely because of this that when his classmates misunderstood his crush on Li Xinmo, he becomes so humble.

Even if he had a crush on Mo Ran, he planned to keep it in his heart forever!

He has self-knowledge.

………

Lu Zhiyuan lay on his seat, burying his head very low.

Whenever the class teacher Zhai Wei mentioned subsidies for poor students in his class, it was the most uncomfortable time for him. The strange eyes gathered by his classmates made him want to commit suicide.

"Lu Zhiyuan!"

Zhai Wei on the podium simply called Lu Zhiyuan's name directly. In this class, all the students' families are from very good backgrounds, and there are even a few second-generation officials and second-generation rich people, only Lu Zhiyuan is a poor student.

When Lu Zhiyuan heard the class teacher shouting, he raised his head.

In this class, the person he hates the most is his class teacher Zhai Wei, not because he always looks down on him with snobbishness, nor because he deliberately shifted his seat to the corner of the back row.

But when he first applied for the school’s poor student subsidy for the first time in this class, Zhai Wei asked him to go to the podium and talked about how difficult and poor his family was in front of all the students in the class!

Lu Zhiyuan will never forget the feeling of no self-esteem.

At that time, Zhai Weimo, who was standing by, didn't care and even smiled and chatted in a low voice with the girl in front of the row against the wall.

"You just come and get the form. Fill out the form materials and go back to the neighborhood committee to stamp it. You will deliver it to my office next Monday." Zhai Wei looked high and looked at Lu Zhiyuan with a smile.

That's contempt!

Lu Zhiyuan clenched his fists secretly. If it weren't for the fact that his family was really in trouble, he wouldn't have asked for any poverty subsidies!

"oh!"

After agreeing, Lu Zhiyuan stood up and secretly swears in his heart that one day, Zhai Wei will wag his tail in front of him like a dog!

Due to the confession incident, when Lu Zhiyuan stepped on stage to get poverty materials, many boys and girls in the class looked at Lu Zhiyuan with special contempt.

How dare such a poor student who relies on school subsidies like the class beauty?

Who gives you the courage?

Is Liang Jingru?

You are really not worthy!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!