Tang Ni woke up from the bed and looked at the refreshed room with an indifferent face.

She wants to greet the whole family of the system, what a bullshit segmented pit daddy system.

Memories flooded back, and she changed her original form.

The name of her body is An Ruiqing, she is eighteen years old this year, she is a daughter, and she is currently in her second year of high school.

The city she is in now has not changed much from before, that is, her mission is not yet complete, and it is not a few years now.

Tsk, counting it, Xiao Tai Yi is already nineteen.

I don't know what happened to him.

Thinking about it, Tang Ni fell asleep.

An Ruiqing is a good student, with top grades and money, and she can be called a perfect goddess.

Her school is an aristocratic school, the most luxurious and the most caring for the rich second generation, and this school has a custom every semester, that is, the grade re-planning of the student's class.

Let's briefly talk about Xiao Tai Yi at this moment.

Without her education, the little kid grew up more and more rebellious, obviously a child who was smart and good at learning before, actually got into fights and brawls, skipped classes to collect protection money.

Not only that, but he also has a flooded private life, women like clothes, smoking, drinking, and spending the night in discos.

He did everything that a bad student would do, and he was able to stay in school without being expelled.

Behind him is naturally Tai Su.

Back then, Tai Su vainly tried to annex the Mian family, but he didn't expect that it was not the current head of the family, Mian Shengjian, who created the Mian family, but the old man Mian, the mastermind behind the scenes.

Obviously, Tai Su was clever but was mistaken by being smart, not only did he suffer from the destruction of the plotter, but even his life was treated as a leek.

The sister-in-law he cultivated was gone, his pregnant mistress gave birth to a stillbirth, and only Xiao Tai Yi was left in the bloodline of the Tai family.

Seeing that he could not have any offspring, the Tai family recommended his own heirs, in a vain attempt to control the Tai family and squeeze him out of the house.

Tai Su naturally couldn't back down, he found Tai Yi, even if he didn't like this child anymore, he would take it back because of the only bloodline to raise him.

In this way, Xiao Tai Yi jumped from an unsightly illegitimate son to a young master Tai who was supported by 10,000 people, no matter how rebellious he was, Tai Su had the aftermath to deal with it, and he was bitterly dissuaded behind him.

On the first day of school, the first time students at school went to the bulletin board, and Tang Ni was no exception.

I thought that as an honor student, I was in the key class of Class 1 as usual, a class that gathered many excellent children, but it was beyond her expectations.

An Ruiqing, Class 7 of the second year of high school.

This is the last class, Tang Ni was surprised for a moment and didn't feel much of it, she looked for the name of the rebellious little kid by the way.

At the bottom of Class 7, she really saw the name Tai Yi, as if she was still in the back row.

Tang Ni came to the class, and at a glance, there were many good students in the original 1st class, as well as the top 50 in individual classes.

Oh yes, I remember that there was a new announcement last semester, and this time there is a different way to divide classes, and some good students will drive the poor students, and the first rich will lead the latter to be rich.

The seats here are casual, and you can sit with whomever you want, and the teacher doesn't care.

So her table mate is the best friend who helped her dominate the position, Tang Xiaoran.

Tang Xiaoran was eating breakfast, and when he saw her coming, he picked up the schoolbag of the overlord, "Hey, the glutinous rice ball I brought you." ”

Tang Ni took it and gave her a copy of the soy milk he bought by the way.

What she wants to see most at the moment is Xiao Tai Yi when she grows up, but she knows that the seats in the back are still empty after class.

Honor students and poor students are completely two different circles, which do not interfere with each other in school, but they are not low-profile.

If a poor student wants to be famous, he is like Tai Yi, and the whole school will be punished for fighting or something, a veritable school bully, basically everyone is afraid and thinks it's cool.

The original owner is one of the top ten in the school in the circle of honor students, although she has heard of Tai Yi, the school bully, but she has never seen it, and those past stories of his "war exploits" are all popular versions circulated in the school.

Tang Xiaoran was obviously also a little curious about this school bully, and when he saw that the row of errands in the back was empty, he sighed, "Wow, is this the daily life of errand students." ”

Don't blame her for being ignorant, as a resident user of the key class, she has never seen a bad student who dares not to come to class.

Tang Ni covered her lips and chewed glutinous rice balls in her mouth, "How can such a student be moved." ”

The school also allows good students to lead poor students, which is especially how to bring it without the school coming.

But some regrets are true, that little rabbit cub she has to teach him how to behave.

There was a lot of noise in the class, and it didn't quiet until the head teacher came in.

The head teacher is a chubby and balding middle-aged man, he smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, "Welcome to our class 7, let me introduce myself first, my surname is Jia, you can call me Teacher Jia." ”

Mr. Jia's face was the same, he was a kind and optimistic person, and he also saw the empty table in the back row, so he just sighed helplessly and continued to speak.

Every teacher likes good children, and Teacher Jia is no exception.

He saw that the top students, including Tang Ni, had bright eyes, and the passionate speeches were about to burst into tears, and he euphemistically said that he would help those poor students more.

I didn't see anyone on the first day of school, and Tang Ni was not in a hurry, so she adapted to her campus life first.

She had to sigh, obviously yesterday she was still a tea shop owner, and today she suddenly rejuvenated and became an eighteen-year-old young girl.

By the way, this place is only about a dozen kilometers away from her shop, so I don't know how it is now.

Just do it, Tang Ni took advantage of the weekend vacation to take a ride to that city.

Compared with the retro of the past few years, many houses have been developed here, and the atmosphere full of warmth and nostalgia has been renovated, and the taste of twilight nostalgia has been lost.

Following her memory, she followed the path she almost didn't recognize, and came to an elementary school.

The public primary school is still the same, but the state has built a few teaching buildings, and the slightly old iron gate seems to have been exposed to the wind and sun for several years.

has obviously experienced more than ten years, but in her eyes, it is just a blink of an eye.

Across the street from the school, what was supposed to be a tea shop had its doors closed with children's clothes written on it.

Tang Ni was surprised, "That little white-eyed wolf, after recognizing his ancestors and returning to his ancestors, didn't keep his mother's shop." ”

There is no way, except for the elementary school where Xiao Tai Yi once stayed, there is no trace of her.

Tang Ni glanced at it casually and left.

Thinking of something, she called out to stop the driver, "Go to Changyan City." ”

It's about five kilometers away, and it's a quick one.

To her surprise, the wealthy neighborhood of the past few years has not been renovated, and the old high-rise buildings are covered with moss, and they no longer have the glory of the past.

Tang Ni went straight to his original storefront, and sure enough, he saw the theme style in the glass door.

The humble kindergarten on the opposite side of the store is still the same as before, but there is a different kind of warmth, as if you can still see the corner of the fence where the little radish head squatted in childhood.