PS: After careful consideration, I decided to modify the background of the dean, otherwise Ye Xuanming's feelings for him are a little difficult to describe.

Speaking of which, Ye Xuanming was actually very excluded in the third year of high school, which may have a lot to do with his family background and personality. In the first class of the third year of high school, it is one thing to study well, and it is even more important to have a good family background.

Those who come from good backgrounds are a circle that looks down on other people and disdains to associate with other people. As for learning well, forget it! Because there is no shortage of geniuses here, there is no place for geniuses to survive here. Of course, there are no absolutes.

But for Ye Xuanming, the poor boy in the past, classmates with good family backgrounds, everything is so unattainable, it is impossible for him to become friends with them, he can only look up, and he is not qualified to pursue the so-called friendship of classmates.

But from the moment Ye Xuanming got the Shinto Legend System, all this was quietly changing. Ye Xuanming will eventually transform into a strong man, the people these people look up to, and they are just foils, passers-by who have witnessed the beginning of a strong man.

Even so, it was all lucky for them. Of course, these are all afterwords, and the current Ye Xuanming cannot be called powerful.

"Zhang Shao, that kid won't be crippled by them, right?!"

In the corner of the classroom of the first class of high school, two students dressed in fancy clothes were talking to the people next to them. There was restless panic in his eyes.

"No, why are you very light, and you won't do much harm to that kid!" The male student who was questioned said calmly.

If Ye Xuanming was here, he would definitely be angry and beat the calm-talking boy in front of him half to death, because this kid was the one who led people to beat Ye Xuanming, and he was Ye Xuanming's enemy, his name was Zhang Minyuan.

When it comes to Zhang Minyuan, almost no one in South China No. 1 Middle School doesn't know about it, because he is the second school grass of No. 1 Middle School! It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a school grass, this kid is really handsome, with a little white face, but it gives people a sinister feeling.

Zhang Minyuan squinted at his follower Huang Jin and said, "That kid is an orphan, you are so afraid, don't forget, you have an accident and your labor and management are on top!"

Hearing this, Huang Jin beat a spirit, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and after sitting upright, he patted his thigh and muttered to himself: "Damn, my father is the deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, I'm afraid of him as a bird!"

Huang Jin's father Huang Wei is an official of the mayor of South China City, Zhang Da, and this Zhang Da is not Zhang Minyuan's labor, for his future career, Huang Wei let his son make more friends with the mayor's son to strengthen their relationship.

This Huang Jin obeyed the words of labor and management, and naturally followed Zhang Minyuan's side, dutifully acting as a dog.

The first two classes of the first class of the third year of high school are Chinese, and the language is the class of their homeroom teacher Ji Huayuan, during the exercise, the sports committee has already reported the attendance to Ji Huayuan, and Ji Huayuan also knows that Ye Xuanming did not come to school.

Ji Huayuan is a middle-aged man over forty years old, his hair is combed very carefully, although it is a little boring, but it does not prevent him from being full of energy.

For Ye Xuanming not coming to school, Ji Huayuan, as the head teacher, was naturally very angry, in his eyes, although Ye Xuanming was born as a child of a poor family, there are also children from rich families who have no advantages. It is precisely because of these that he never looked down on Ye Xuanming in his heart, on the contrary, he was still trying his best to support Ye Xuanming. This is just one reason, there is another important reason.

That is related to Ji Huayuan's background, he and Ye Xuanming have the same background, they are both orphans, and they will grow up on their own step by step in the future, which is bitter and bitter, Ji Huayuan has already experienced it, therefore, he hopes that Ye Xuanming will take fewer detours and have more opportunities to show himself.

Ji Huayuan, who was standing at the door of the classroom waiting for the class bell to ring, quietly glanced at the seat in the corner of the second row of the first group in the classroom, the seat was still empty, unlike the other seats that were already full, just waiting for him to go in and start the class. The owner of the seat that Ji Huayuan noticed was none other than Ye Xuanming, who was still sleeping in the orphanage.

In the slums, families have two ways of income: working and farming. The land is on the back hill of the slum, and the South China Municipal Government has granted these poor people a way back.

Although every family has laborers who work outside, the simplicity of the farmer makes them not forget the education of their ancestors, and the farmer should have one or two acres of land, and if he plants these lands, then he can be regarded as a real farmer.

With such words, there are many people in the slums who farm the land, and they work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and repeat it every day. As a result, the people in the slums got up very early, picked up their hoes, and sang mountain songs to go up the mountain and plow.

In the orphanage, in Ye Xuanming's private bedroom, he was still asleep, and there was still no sign of waking up, but there was an obvious transformation effect, that is, his skin became snow-white and smooth.

"Xiaohu, go and see, what's going on with your Brother Xuan Ming? Why haven't you been to school yet? "In the courtyard, there was a kind voice coming out.

I saw an old man with his back on his back in the orphanage, with gray hair, shriveled skin, and lifeless, holding the cleaning tools in his hand and smiling.

Xiaohu's naughty tiger child was extremely well-behaved and obedient at this time, he didn't dare to make a mistake, looked at the old man happily, and said sweetly: "Got it, grandpa"

This old man's name no one knows, he mysteriously appeared seventeen years ago, when he led a slug in his hand, walked into the slums, this residence is seventeen years, these years, he adopted a lot of lonely children, no one knows how he is an old man in his twilight years with this group of children to live, in short, no one bothers here, only quiet.

"Oh, yes! What is the number of Xiaohu today? The old man seemed to remember something, and asked the young little tiger.

After opening his eyes wide, he blinked a few times, and said, "Grandpa, today is the sixth day of the fifth month, do you have anything to do?"

"The sixth day of the fifth month!" After the old man heard this, he lost his mind, and there was a fine light in the cloudy old eyes, and the whole person became erratic, it seems that the orphanage is not simple! This old man is not simple!

"Grandpa, grandpa. What happened to you? Xiaohu anxiously called out to the old man, instantly pulling him back to reality.

The old man put down the cleaning tools, touched Xiaohu's head with a smile, and said, "Go and call your brother Xuanming, grandpa has something to tell him!" When he said this, the old man's face was serious, and his old eyes were full of solemnity.

Xiaohu nodded obediently, not paying attention to the old man's expression, let alone his eyes. He ran to Ye Xuanming's bedroom, looking at Xiaohu's small figure, the old man showed a pleased smile, and nodded inexplicably.

The old man turned around and went back to his room, and after searching for a while in the room, he took out a small wooden box, which was carved with a delicate flower, and it was not clear what it was, but it gave people a strange feeling.

He sat at the head of the bed, touched the box, and muttered to himself: "Today is Xuan Ming's eighteenth birthday, and it's time too!" What's more, the eldest brother and sister-in-law miss him too! ”

PS: I don't know how many readers there are?!