Zhang Xuezhou's grades in Yucai Middle School are ordinary, and normally, people like him should belong to the transparent level.

But contrary to the actual situation, he has a small reputation in Yucai Middle School.

This fame is not only conveyed to the level of classmates, but also to the level of teachers in charge of education, and some related people around the school.

This is due to the fact that Zhang Xuezhou has an older sister Zhang Manqian who has a heifer upside down.

Zhang Manqian was one of the three people who were admitted to the imperial capital Shengteng School in the last session of Yucai Middle School, and her position in the provincial ranking also entered the top 100.

If only good grades are available, Zhang Manqian is a good student in the eyes of the teacher.

But in fact, Zhang Xuezhou's sister is very violent, with extremely strong ability to fight and fight on the street, and there is no shortage of daring things.

For example, Zhang Manqian once cleaned up the ruffians near Yucai Middle School and gave these people a 'heart-washing' education.

With a sister like Zhang Manqian, Zhang Xuezhou can't keep a low profile if he wants to.

But he and Zhang Manqian are two extreme opposites.

Zhang Manqian is a good learner, has strong physical fitness, and is good at fighting, while Zhang Xuezhou is the opposite.

He can neither continue Zhang Manqian's strong entry into the imperial capital, nor can he suppress the surrounding Xiaoxiao, so that these scum can spit out the black money that he swallowed in the past.

Even when Zhang Xuezhou lacked money, his first thought was to do odd jobs.

Zhang Xuezhou's fame broke out of his sister, and he couldn't continue it at all, so he could only be shrouded in the glory of 'that is Zhang Manqian's younger brother'.

He walked slowly down the street.

Zhang Xuezhou doesn't walk fast, but he will leave some time earlier to make sure he can catch the first class.

He's been so timinged to the point that he's not getting a minute early or a minute late.

"You are Zhang Xuezhou, the son of Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying?"

When approaching the school, Zhang Xuezhou saw a middle-aged man at the school gate greet him.

The other party's face was extremely unfamiliar, and Zhang Xuezhou only felt that there was no relevant recognition of this face in his impression.

This made him hesitate.

"Who are you?"

"I'm your father's friend Zhao Keqing!"

The man smiled, and after confirming Zhang Xuezhou's identity, he immediately stretched out his right hand.

This is a courtesy that Zhang Xuezhou doesn't like, but for Zhang Weimeng's sake, Zhang Xuezhou still stretched out his hand,

Just in the blink of an eye, his hand was already clenched by a large hand.

The pain came, and Zhang Xuezhou breathed a sigh of relief.

This is precisely the reason why he does not like this etiquette, most of the weak people do not like to shake hands with strong people, which leads to unavoidable embarrassment.

"The young man's body needs to be exercised, this is too weak and can't help but wind a little!"

The middle-aged man smiled apologetically, and then patted Zhang Xuezhou's shoulder again.

Seeing him patting his shoulder, Zhang Xuezhou's body shook, and the middle-aged man spread his hands embarrassedly.

waited until a few words of greeting before the middle-aged man mentioned that he had something to do, and it was inconvenient to delay Zhang Xuezhou's time to go to school, so he turned around and left.

"Where did my dad get this kind of friend, just to come to school to see me? What can I look at? ”

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the business card of 'Zhao Keqing of Instant Seed Technology Co., Ltd.) in his palm, and felt that it was difficult for Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying to have a relationship with people in this kind of industry.

One writes a book, one broadcasts, and the other studies genetic seeds, which involves genetic agriculture, and no matter how you look at it, you can't get a piece of it.

But Zhang Xuezhou quickly ignored the self-proclaimed 'Uncle Zhao'.

The social circle of adults is very low related to him, and it is difficult to generate much communication.

For him at the moment, only reading is the right thing to do.

Zhao Keqing's conversation obviously delayed a little time.

He turned to enter the school, and his pace couldn't help but speed up a little, trying not to be late.

Hundreds of meters away, Zhao Keqing spread out a seed in his palm.

This seed is very similar to wheat, in addition to the full kernel and husk, there is a long needle at the front that is extremely sharp and thin like a wheat man.

At this time, the long needle was stained with a little blood.

This little bit of blood was bright red in color, and there was a hint of blood, apparently it had just been taken out.

"The seeds didn't have any reaction to detect the mutated gene, it seems that they didn't put the hiding on this little son, but the others ......"

There are four members of the Zhang family, Zhang Weimeng, Song Fengying, Zhang Manqian, and Zhang Xuezhou.

Zhang Xuezhou was his last contact, and he was also the person with the least possibility of detection.

Sure enough, the investigation disappointed him greatly.

In Zhang Xuezhou's blood, he didn't notice anything unusual.

This has nothing to do with the case of the comparison.

"It's a pity that the news I bought with a lot of money on the black market is so unreliable, and it wasted a gene sequencing seed on me!"

Zhao Keqing looked at the blood-stained and wasted gene seed, and then threw the seed in the grass on the side of the road.

His steps were brisk, and when he got on the tram, Zhao Keqing's figure had disappeared into the city.

There was no difference between the time of Sudong City and the surrounding area, but as the sun set and the moon rose, this discarded seed seemed to have absorbed some kind of essence and began to quickly break through its shell and sprout.

The two leaf buds were so young that they seemed to die in the sun, but they were pierced into the soil by long needles that looked like wheat mangs.

In the blowing of the wind and waves, the leaf buds are not as stable as words, and they begin to continuously extract nutrients to grow.

The quiet night is like its crazy growth season.

From seed to germ to green leaves, the seed grew like a bamboo shoot in just one night, becoming a green plant almost half a meter tall.

But with the first rays of sunlight in Sudong City, this crazy green plant seemed to be pinched by someone, and it fell down in an instant.

Like the rapid growth of the seed, the green plant has also entered the rapid death stage, as if this growth is just a flash in the pan.

It seems to be rooted in the soil, but the soil doesn't seem to bring half of its nutrients.

As the sun shines, the leaves of this fast-growing green plant turn yellow and dry up again.

By sunset, the plant had completely withered, lying dry in the grass, turning into indistinguishable dead grass, and it was hardly visible to any other.

With the wind and waves blowing, the dry grass lies dry.

It wasn't until sunset and moonrise that the dead grass struggled to make its torso a hint of green.

But its tenacious life did not last.

Night seems to be its growth cycle, but its dying regrowth is not crazy, everything seems to be a lingering struggle.

As the sun rose again, its lackluster green parts quickly withered, and the previously dry parts turned into splinters and fell into the dirt until they decayed and became part of the city's dirt.