Time just passed, life was dull, and occasionally there was a little wave...... Three months have passed, and on this day, a great bad news came to Zang Feng's ears. His parents went to England to discuss business, and on their return flight was hijacked by international terrorists, who killed the captain and pilot, and then allowed the plane to crash into the Pacific Ocean, sparing no one on board. When Zang Feng got the news, his head "buzzed" and his consciousness was in a trance, he couldn't believe it at all, although he had only been with them in this world for a few months, but after all, they were his parents in this world! Although they often traveled on business trips, it was undeniable that Zang Feng had indeed developed a family relationship with them, a family relationship linked by flesh and blood! However, they are now dead, how can this be accepted by Zang Feng? However, what happened has already happened, and after several confirmations, the news is correct. Zang Feng gritted his teeth, but tears still poured out like a tide, no matter how strong he was, he was still a teenager after all! Zang Feng, no, it should be said that Li Xingchen at the beginning, lost his mother at a young age, and finally had his mother's love again after this life, but he did not expect that only a month later, he lost his mother again. He still remembers that when he first came a few days ago, his mother took him to buy clothes, tirelessly tried them on for him, took him to the zoo to see all kinds of strange animals, took him to the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise, stroked his head and smiled and said that he used to like to watch the sunrise the most, and often yelled for her to bring him here, but she and her father were busy with business and often shirked it. Zang Feng looked at his mother's side face facing the warm light of the rising sun, and his heart swelled with wireless warmth. But now, I can no longer watch the sunrise with my mother...... Now that Yan's father and mother have both died, this double blow is a big blow to Zang Feng, who is less than fourteen years old. Although he has long learned to be strong, it takes a strong heart to accept this fact. Whenever he stood on the edge of the rooftop, facing the starry night sky, his heart would swell up with endless loneliness, for a moment, he even wanted to jump down, but suddenly woke up, his mind came to his mind to come here for the purpose of his own mission, so he had to sigh helplessly, returned to the bedroom, threw himself on the bed, but he was sleepless all night......

A week later, the news was confirmed by the police again, and Zang Feng slowly accepted this fact, but at this time, those relatives of their own families, the shareholders of the Ouyang family consortium, showed their greedy faces, they were the only son of the former chairman Ouyang Muzi Ouyang Zangfeng was too young to inherit his father's inheritance, and on the grounds that Ouyang Muzi's only son could not inherit his father's inheritance, it was really ridiculous to divide the shares held by Ouyang Muzi and set up another director, which was really ridiculous, and in the face of interests, those so-called family feelings had long been left behind by them. These relatives even broke into Zang Feng's home and moved away valuable antique calligraphy and paintings, Zang Feng stood aside, without the slightest obstruction, just looked at these so-called relatives, thinking about their nature exposed between changes, family affection, and interests, and sneered, anyway, Zang Feng didn't pay much attention to these things outside his body. Fortunately, the conscience of these relatives has not been exhausted, and they left the villa and some necessary living facilities to Zang Feng, and did not force him to a dead end, and the funds that Zang Feng needed in the Sky Blue Noble School, Ouyang Muzi had already paid all the funds for his son, because this school runs from kindergarten to university, so as long as Zang Feng is willing, he can study here until he graduates from college.

Zang Feng gradually erased the pain caused by the loss of his parents, but he no longer loved to smile so much, and there were almost no waves on his face, but in the eyes of others, he was very melancholy. He didn't sell anything that had memories of his parents, so he worked odd jobs to earn some money for his daily expenses, and he usually went to the school's McDonald's, café or bubble tea house to work as a waiter. Although he is only a waiter, after all, he was once the son of a prominent family, and at this time he was reduced to a waiter, just like a prince in distress. The slender figure and the unusual natural red hair, coupled with the eyes with a hint of melancholy, attracted the sympathy and admiration of countless girls in the school, and a large number of girls frequented it, which made Ling Qian jealous, but how did she know that Zang Feng's heart had already identified her, but now the flying disaster made it more difficult for Zang Feng to express his feelings to Ling Qian.

Zang Feng rarely eats outside the school, he usually solves three meals a day in the school cafeteria, usually with Ling Qian. At noon that day, Ling Qian said that she was not with Zang Feng for a while, and Zang Feng was eating alone in the cafeteria, but saw a tiresome scene. There was a high school student not far ahead, shouting ugly words to intimidate a fat man who was sitting and eating, the book in his hand kept smashing on the dining table and the fat man's head, and next to him stood another student, with a smug smile on his face, although the fat man was much larger than these two, he seemed to be afraid, and his voice trembled and whispered something. The sound of smashing the table with books was so loud that many people turned their eyes to them when they heard the sound, but the guy with the book seemed even more proud when he saw this, and still kept shouting, and the other crossed his arms to his chest to watch the play. "Don't be so arrogant. Zang Feng whispered to that side. The sound was not loud, but most of the people nearby heard it and turned their eyes to him. The two guys turned their heads to look at him for a few seconds, and the one holding the book sneered and slowly shook over, looking like a ruffian. "What? what the do you want to stand up for him?" he said, standing in front of Zang Feng, propped his hands on the table, disgusting face. "You're affecting my eating. Zang Feng didn't raise his head, and his voice was calm. "Huh, eat?" the ruffian stretched out a hand to push Zang Feng's head down and retract it, "Eat, Red Hair!" There was a joke in his words, and then he laughed unbridledly. Zang Feng gritted his teeth lightly, slowly raised his head and stared into the ruffian's eyes, without saying a word. "What? dissatisfied?" the ruffian's eyes bulged, and he reached out again to turn Zang Feng's dinner plate upside down and buckle it upside down on the table. Zang Feng looked away, put the chopsticks on the table, lifted the dinner plate with one hand and gently tapped the table to shake off the rice, and then slowly stood up, the ruffian looked at him and said disdainfully: "What? Do you want to fight? I ......" Before he finished speaking, Zang Feng suddenly held the plate with both hands and slammed it towards the ruffian's side face! "Bang! Bang!" The ruffian was slapped by this sudden blow and flew out directly, slamming it on the ground, it was really "loud"...... Zang Feng walked towards the ruffian unhurriedly, at this time the ruffian was already with Venus in his eyes, unable to move, but vaguely felt that someone was standing beside him and looking down on him, and a voice came from his ears, "Didn't you hear what I just said? Don't be so arrogant, otherwise, you don't know how you died." The voice was flat and there was not the slightest wave. Everyone looked at this scene and was stunned. The other person was stunned for a moment, came to his senses, grabbed a chair beside him and threw it at Zang Feng, Zang Feng kicked the chair to pieces with a quick kick, sawdust flew sideways, and then rushed over at a speed that everyone was envious of, and before the person could react, he was already grabbed by Zang Feng's neck and pressed to a dining table. "Don't hit, don't fight!" the man covered his face with his hands in a panic, "I will settle accounts with you!" his voice was changed as he was grabbed by the throat, and the threatening words sounded like begging for mercy. "Class 27 of junior high school, Ouyang Zangfeng, if you want to learn, I will accompany you at any time," Zangfeng said coldly, his hand gradually loosened, "If you have the courage, come to me." After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the cafeteria without looking back. The man clutched his throat and coughed vigorously, looking in horror in the direction Zang Feng had left, while the ruffian who was holding the book before was already bleeding from his mouth and nose, confused, and unable to get up even if he struggled hard. In Zangfeng's heart, people like them bully the weak and fear the hard, and only by countering violence with violence and not teaching them a lesson, they don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick.

One afternoon a few days later, while reading in his seat as he listened to his English teacher happily tell jokes that weren't funny at all, he stumbled upon a glimpse of a few senior students pointing at him outside the classroom window, one of them with bandages on his face. After class, Zang Feng went up to the roof of the school building alone, and he knew the intentions of those people.