Ever since that happened, Justin felt like the sky was going to fall.

He is 11 years old and in the fifth grade at a local bilingual private school, he is a good child, a good student and a good baby in the eyes of teachers and parents.

It can be said that he is wrapped in flowers and praise when he grows so big, and everyone has high hopes for him, or in other words, almost everyone thinks that with his personality and intelligence, he will definitely be successful in the future, either a scientist or a financier, and the future is limitless.

At first, he himself thought so.

At least until the fifth grade, he was unwavering and confident.

At that time, he completely followed the route set for him by his parents to study and advance, emphasizing science and light literature, participating in Olympiad classes, learning programming and artificial intelligence, and reading economics specially designed for elite families in his spare time.

He is indeed the best in his class, not only with top grades, but also better than others in quality education outside the subject, and even when the school wants to take any admissions promotional photos, he will be called and told by the photographer to put him in the most conspicuous position.

After class, which classmate is going to have a birthday party, he is always in the ranks of being invited, even if he and that classmate have never spoken a few words - his mother told him that it was the other party's parents who designated him to participate, in order to provide an opportunity for his child to become friends with him.

These favors more or less made him develop a tsundere personality, but because of the cultivation emphasized by his father, he was able to do it without revealing it, maintain a humble attitude towards people and things, and at most only put a confident smile on his face.

His first blow came in his first week of fifth grade.

Because of the school system, in order to prevent students from forming small groups among themselves, and in order to exercise everyone's social skills, the school re-separates the students of the whole grade into classes every school year.

That is, by the fifth grade, in addition to four or five old classmates, the vast majority of them are new classmates.

Justin overestimated his popularity. During a recess session, he saw a few boys in his class playing soccer, so he approached and confidently asked if he could join him, but was refused.

"Unless you ask your dad to change your name. Ha ha. After the group of classmates said viciously, they left him aside and put him away with a grin.

Justin stayed where he was for a while, not realizing what was wrong with his name.

It is true that he took the name of a foreigner, but what is wrong with this name? His father's surname was Jia, and his mother was a huge fan of Canadian singer Justin Bieber when she was in college, so she willfully took the name after giving birth to a boy.

Take it, take it, it's nothing, a Chinese child calls foreign homophonic names abound, he really can't understand where the point of these idiots is.

Besides, this is a private school, and there are a lot of foreign children in it, who must also be named Justin, so why should they joke with their names?

Thinking about it this way, he didn't take it too seriously.

What to do. It doesn't matter, he thought, after a while, you will know who I am, and then maybe your parents will line up to invite me to your birthday party.

However, after a while, he realized that what he had envisioned had not happened.

The boys were becoming more and more distant from him, isolating him, and not playing with him. Finally, one day, he overheard a passage in the toilet that made him understand what the problem was.

"If you look at him, you must think you're amazing."

"yes, I guess I'm going to be a step ahead of us in the future."

"Don't let him hear this, maybe he will cry and go to the teacher to complain."

"Okay, I'm not afraid of him......"

It wasn't until the sounds died down completely that Justin slowly came out of the bathroom.

He was very sad.

It turns out that everyone doesn't hate him because of his name, it's just an excuse, they hate him because of his "excellence" and "self-confidence".

He didn't expect that the glorious image created by his parents would make him go to the opposite side of most people. He was so aggrieved that he almost cried.

When he got home, his parents saw his displeasure and asked him what was wrong.

Over the years, he has developed the habit of talking to his parents about everything, or rather, his parents have always taught him that a good child should share everything with his parents. They were his best friends.

He spoke out unreservedly about his distress.

Mother Ge Yan slapped the table angrily, saying that she was going to find the teacher, and asked him if he knew who said it, and wanted to find them out and criticize them. He shook his head.

Dad Jia Tianming is much calmer.

He first reassured his wife not to be too emotional, so as not to move the fetal gas - Ge Yan has been pregnant with her second child for more than seven months, and then he told his son that really good people are lonely, they will not be easily understood, and they will never be with some low-level people and be influenced by them, but should have the courage and determination to deal with these vulgar evaluations.

Jia Tianming also said that perhaps this is a test for him, and he must withstand such criticism and improve his ability to resist pressure, so that he can truly grow and move towards success.

Although his father said it in a high-sounding and reasonable way, Justin also recognized it on the surface, saying that he would not care, but the fortress that he had held for many years in his heart was still shaken.

For the first time in his life, he doubted his father's words full of success - if success and becoming a superior means that you need to give up yourself and become the enemy of most people, then what is the point of such success?