Chapter 91: The Dumb and Cute Little Fatty

  "(123456789)????(123456789)" "He...he...he..." Zhou Muya's mouth grew wide as she stared at Song Jie, her finger pointing at Zhang Yang in extreme shock. 123456789 123456789

  Song Jie raised her hand and closed her mouth, saying casually: "What's wrong, being startled all the time, can't we just be familiar with each other?"

  "What's with this familiar face? He even robbed us before, don't you remember?" Zhou Muya whispered to Song Jie, covering her mouth.

  "It's nothing, we'll just be friends from now on. Come and get to know each other, his name is Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang, this is Zhou Muya." Song Jie introduced.

  Zhang Yang's small eyes, almost invisible under the fat, stared at Zhou Muya and said "hello", then refused to say another word.

  Song Jie saw that the relationship between the two was irreconcilable and didn't try to persuade them further. She turned her head to look at Zhou Muya and asked, "What were you so excited about just now, Muya?"

  At this time, Zhou Muya finally came back to her senses. She wanted to say something that hadn't been said yet, and for the time being, she couldn't take care of Zhang Yang by her side. Her mouth opened and she reported the "good news" to Song Jie.

  "Song Jie, let me tell you, today was hilarious. You don't know, when Zhang Yao heard that I said you skipped a grade, her face looked awful, it didn't even have any blood color left. It's really satisfying to see her like that, let her come bother you again! Now she's finally gotten what's coming to her, from now on she'll never be able to catch up with you, let her try to act arrogant, humph!"

  Seeing Zhou Muya's smug face, Song Jie smiled secretly: "Indeed, stay far away from her in the future."

  "Uh, you're right, today is really exciting. Song Jie, be careful, your class..." Before she could finish, Zhou Muya glanced around and caught a glimpse of Zhang Yang, leaving the implication hanging in the air.

  As for the rest of her words, Song Jie naturally knew what they were. She comforted Zhou Muya by saying: "What's there to be afraid of? Have you forgotten who I am? Dealing with a few people is just a small matter. From now on, Zhang Yang will be my little brother, we've already agreed on that, don't worry. No one dares to bully me."

  Zhou Muya stretched out her thumb and made a "you're awesome" gesture to Song Jie, with an even deeper look of admiration in her eyes. 123456789

  "You'd better go back now, class is about to start, let's talk again after school. 123456789"

  "Alright, I'm off then. Catch you later." Zhou Muya hastily left.

  Song Jie naturally knew that Zhou Muya was doing it for her own good, but she didn't take those few little brats seriously.

  A new student suddenly transferred to the class, and other classmates were whispering behind their backs when they saw Zhou Muya arrive. It turned out that she was a second-year student who had skipped a grade, and while feeling secretly envious, I also felt a sense of estrangement from Song Jie.

  In the afternoon, when the class officially started, two people in the fourth seat on the right side were sleeping. The difference is that Song Jie was leaning back and dozing off with her eyes drooping, while Zhang Yang was sleeping with his head on the desk.

  The teacher who took the class had long taught this class, and didn't need to say anything about the classmates in the class. Seeing Zhang Yang sleeping, he just sighed in his heart and didn't even want to care.

  Zhang Yang is considered a poor student in the teacher's eyes, as long as he doesn't cause trouble in class, he can do whatever he wants. Nowadays, kids all know what beauty and ugliness are, and none of them want to be with a fat kid like him. Only Song Jie doesn't mind sitting next to him, otherwise Zhang Yang wouldn't have been so easily bought over, thinking he's stupid.

  It was a peaceful afternoon. Song Jie thought that tall and arrogant Wang Xiaofeng wouldn't look for her again, but unexpectedly he still came to her door.

  At dismissal time, she specially told Song Jie on the side of the road that she was not allowed to tell what happened that day. Otherwise, let Song Jie have a good laugh.

  Song Jie didn't want to get involved in their trivial matters, so she naturally agreed casually.

  After dinner, the whole family chatted together. Mr. Zhao asked Song Jie: "Nini, how's school? Can you keep up with the pace?"

  "Grandpa, you don't know me yet, of course I followed up. I also made good friends, that is, my deskmate."

  "This is good, I was just afraid you're too young and won't get along with your classmates."

  Song Jie's eyes flashed with a hint of guilt, and then she puffed out her chest and said: "How is that possible? I'm so cute, all my classmates like me."

  Zhao's father also didn't say much and just nodded in agreement.

  "By the way, I don't know how Ni Ni's little uncle is doing in the south, it's so far away and there's no news coming back." With a worried face.

  Although Zhao's father was worried, he couldn't bear to see his old partner get angry, so he comforted him: "It's okay, can't let people eat and not do anything bad, don't worry, I reckon it'll be back in a few days."

  Song Jie nodded beside her, and the little Li on Song Jie's lap also wagged its tail.

  Now Song Jie's daily life is reading, eating and teasing Zhang Yang every day. She thinks the little fatty is especially cute, although sometimes he can be a bit dull, but really very adorable.

  Zhang Yang felt bitter, originally they had agreed on one stick of rock candy per day, but Song Jie, although not breaking her promise, came up with new excuses every day. Either she made him do extra homework or gave him math problems to solve, it was exhausting for him, and he didn't even have time to go out and play with Lao Da anymore.

  He didn't think about whether he was betraying or not, he just felt that playing with anyone was almost the same, all kids were alike.

  Wang Xiaofeng thought Zhang Yang had been deceived by Song Jie, betrayed everyone, and actually played with a girl together, what a shame!

  At this age, boys and girls don't talk to each other, and a strict line must be drawn on the table. If any boy and girl are talking together, the idle classmates' eyes are like radar, and they will spread it throughout the class.

  At that time, the strange gaze will definitely make you feel uncomfortable all over your body. At this time, boys and girls have already had a vague feeling about the opposite sex, of course, except for freaks like Wang Xiaofeng.

  King Xiaofeng often goes to find Zhang Yao during class breaks, Song Jie feels that she has neglected Zhang Yao so much, such a big goal was ignored.

  For a stick of rock candy, Xiao Pang has been working hard and suffered under Song Jie's tyranny. In fact, Song Jie observed Xiao Pang's clothes and found that they were all made of very good materials, occasionally even discovering one or two exposed brand logos.

  One time Song Jie asked Xiao Pangzi why he didn't buy his own snacks?

  The little fatty sadly replied: "My family is very poor, my parents don't have money to buy it for me."

  Looking at the poor child in front of her, Song Jie was speechless for a moment. She knew that Zhang Yang was honest and would never lie to her, so it must be his parents who had instilled such values in him. What kind of parents would educate their child like this?

  In the gaze towards Zhang Yang, Song Jie was filled with sympathy. Although she would still continue to tease Xiao Pangzi's stomach later on, she would still allocate a share of various snacks for Xiao Pangzi.

  Zhang Yang was so grateful that he suddenly felt that Song Jie was the best person to him except his parents, and he didn't think that Song Jie's strict teaching was excessive anymore.

  Another small test, and Zhang Yang, who always ranked last, surprisingly moved up five places, astonishing all his subject teachers, who thought he had finally come to his senses.

  It's just that no one thinks he's cheating, you see, nobody even wants to sit at the same table as him, who would let him copy their answers?

  After distributing the test papers, each subject teacher asked the students to take the papers back home and get their parents' signatures. On each paper, the teacher wrote down the ranking of the student to prevent parents from being unaware of their child's situation.

  Zhang Yang happily returned home, his small eyes already squeezed to the point of invisibility. As he entered his own two-story villa, Mother Zhang had long since come out to greet him.

  "Baby, you're back, are you tired? Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Quick, give me your backpack, take a rest." Zhang's mother was really attentive to her service, and she spoiled her chubby son.

  "Alright, let him be, you look at yourself!" Zhang Fu was fed up with his daughter-in-law's behavior.

  Zhang Mu finally stopped, but still carefully arranged some fruit for the child.

  As for the Zhang family, they are indeed wealthy. Mr. Zhang has started several companies and is also a descendant of an old aristocratic family. However, their family is a side branch and relies on their own efforts.

  There's only one precious son in the family, and his parents are so doting that they're afraid he'll melt if they hold him in their mouths, and they're afraid he'll break if they hold him in their hands. Just look at how plump Zhang Yang has raised him!

  To talk about why parents are poor for their children, we have to start from Zhang Yang's childhood. When Zhang Yang was a child, his family was wealthy and he was once kidnapped by bad people. Although he was rescued, after that, his family still taught him that they were very poor, fearing that if he said something wrong at school when he was young, it would cause trouble. They didn't even dare to give him pocket money or snacks.

  After so many years of habituation, Zhang Yang was also a silly and naive person, who actually deeply believed in such things, always thinking that his family was very poor.

  Zhang Yang ate an apple and slowly took out today's test paper from his backpack.

  Every time he sees his son's test paper, Zhang Fu's heart tightens. It's not that he doesn't want his son to succeed, but every time he is disappointed, and with the shock of that one time, Zhang Fu can no longer bear to strictly instruct him, becoming softer and softer.

  Zhang Mu examined his words and facial expressions, saw her husband's face, and quickly took over their son's test paper: "Son, do you want to sign? Mom will sign for you."

  She carefully flipped through the test paper, and her mother and son asked for a ballpoint pen to sign their names. However, the corner of her eye caught a bright red 32 on top, which was circled with a red pen and particularly eye-catching.

  Zhang Mu thought it was just her eyes playing tricks on her, so she rubbed them and took another look. Sure enough, the number 32 was still there. Her son's class had a total of 37 people, and she knew this clearly.

  "Son, isn't there a classmate who didn't come?" Mother Zhang asked.

  "No one's missing, they're all here, every single one." Zhang Yang didn't lie either.

  "How did your grades improve?" Mother Zhang wondered.

  Zhang's father also came over and saw that he had scored 61 points, barely passing, with a bright red 32 circled next to it.

  He was also puzzled, how did the results improve? Originally, they were almost desperate, but unexpectedly, there was a big surprise.