Xie Ren said truthfully: "I don't know either?"

Wang Xia looked at him for a while and confirmed that he didn't seem to be lying, so she sighed: "Okay, okay! Mom won't ask you this question anymore. From now on, as long as you listen carefully to Teacher Zhang, practice the shot put, and study hard, and strive to get into a key university, you will be satisfied."

"Yeah!" Xie Ren still had the expression that had not changed for thousands of years, and nodded obediently. This undoubtedly made Wang Xia feel that he agreed very seriously. She was so happy that she decided to add a meal to her baby son in the evening.

When Xie Ren's father Xie Huasheng came back, Wang Xia couldn't wait to tell her son's performance at school today and vividly described him. While Xie Huasheng was surprised, he was also very pleased. Who doesn't want his son to become successful?

The next day, Wang Xia was somewhat worried. She first sent her son to school before rushing to work.

When Xie Ren entered the classroom, dozens of people in the whole class looked at him in unison.

"Aren, I heard that after school yesterday, Teacher Zhang took you into the closed disciple?" Hong Wanling ran over with a smile.

Xie Ren nodded and walked straight towards his seat.

Hong Wanling also followed and got to Yao Xiaowei's seat, who had not come to class yet.

"Aren, after you got into a car accident, no matter how many people change, they become cold and a little unkind." Hong Wanling tilted her head and stared at him.

Xie Ren remained silent, or he didn't know how to answer her question.

Seeing that he didn't answer his questions, and he didn't even look at her, Hong Wanling ignored her so much. Although she was very angry, she still held back and said: "Aren, your performance yesterday was completely different from you before. Tell me the truth, did you deliberately hide it in the past? Also, have you really learned advanced skills?"

This time Xie Ren turned his head, took out 220 yuan from his arms, handed it to her and said, "I'll give you the money back!"

Hong Wanling said unhappily: "Didn't I tell you not to hurry to pay it back first?"

He said so, but when she saw Xie Ren's stubborn expression, she had to stop it. She was about to speak, but she heard Xie Ren say with a blank expression: "The bell is about to ring."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard an electric ringing ringing in the school.

After the bell rang, it was time for morning self-study. Although the teacher did not come, the class cadres usually supervised each other. Hong Wanling, as the deputy class monitor, certainly had to set an example. At that moment, she had to glar at Xie Ren hatred and stood up and go back to her seat.

At the beginning of morning self-study, Xie Ren took out the books from the desk seriously and looked them through them one by one. When the books were turned page by page, a very strange feeling was generated in his mind, as if he had read this book before, and the contents in it were already very familiar.

More than half an hour of morning self-study passed quickly. During this period, Xie Ren read all the textbooks stored in his desk, and the content seemed to have been deeply imprinted in his mind.

After morning self-study, the school stipulated radio gymnastics. At this time, Rimanna, as the head teacher, also arrived and started to call out. Fatty Wang and Yao Xiaowei did not come. Rimanna was obviously a little surprised. After asking Lin Yaohui, the nerd who was the class monitor, and the class deputy Hong Wanling had no other success, she frowned and led the whole class to the playground to gather.

As a provincial focus, some of the infrastructure of Xiping No. 3 Middle School is still very complete. The huge playground is more than 1,000 students in the school.

Xie Ren obviously experienced the first time in radio gymnastics, but he followed the movements of his classmates before and followed them in a straightforward manner. It was obviously no problem to just fill in the numbers.

Not long after I returned to the classroom after morning exercises, I officially started the first class.

This class is a mathematics class. The teacher Chen Zhong is an old man in his 50s. He has a short figure and thick gold-rimmed glasses. He is the first to be a second-year high school senior. He can barely be considered a school leader. In addition, he is a relatively strict person, so the classroom discipline is pretty good.

Because the school started not long ago, most of the class was about the knowledge of the first year of high school. Although he spoke very quickly and briefly, Xie Ren could understand it. This made him feel very strange. Although he already knew from Wang Xia that Xie Ren had excellent math scores in the past, and he had won the second prize in the city's mathematics competition in junior high school.

After the first class, Hong Wanling came to Xie Ren's seat again and sat down, and said with a smile: "Xie Ren, Fatty Wang and your deskmate Yao Xiaowei have not come to class yet? I think they are all afraid of you. Especially Yao Xiaowei, if he hadn't met me yesterday, I think he would have had a one-handed death on the spot."

Xie Ren glanced at her faintly, not knowing whether he had listened to it, and then stood up from his seat and walked out of the classroom.

"Xie Ren, what is your attitude? Do you hate me?" Hong Wanling could no longer bear Xie Ren's cold attitude towards her and grabbed him.

Xie Ren stared at her with a little bit of silence and replied seriously: "I don't hate you, you are my friend!"

Hong Wanling met his eyes, which were like a pool of clear water, and unconsciously blushed and his heartbeat. She hurriedly turned her gaze away and immediately let go of her hand that grabbed him.

When Xie Ren saw her let go, he ignored her. When he walked straight to the door of the classroom, Wu Zhongqiang rushed up and shouted, "Xie Ren, brother, I took a look at her before, but I didn't realize that you are such a powerful character. From now on, we two must get close to each other. After school today, I will take you to the KTV box, I'll invite you, how about it?" He came up mysteriously and whispered: "I have asked my Ma Zi to bring a beautiful girl out then. I'll introduce you to you and make you satisfied."

As he was just talking, he heard a cry behind him and said, "Wu Zhongqiang, what are you thinking about? He actually took him to KTV. Xie Ren is a good student, and he is different from your garbage. Don't ruin him."

Hong Wanling ran to the two of them angrily, stared at Wu Zhongqiang fiercely, and then persuaded Xie Ren with a happy look: "Xie Ren, the KTV places are very complicated, don't follow him to join us."

Although Wu Zhongqiang looked fearless, he was still a little scared of the tigress in the class. He had to smile and said, "Ban Tou Hong, don't I just want to get close to Xie Ren?"

"Get close to you?" Hong Wanling interrupted him without hesitation and said sternly, "I warn you that Xie Ren is my old classmate for more than ten years. If I know that you will take him to those places in a mess in the future, I will forgive you."

Wu Zhongqiang was saved by Hong Wanling in front of so many classmates. Although he was very angry and hated, he could only endure it. Who said that the tigress’s backstage was strong enough?

"Okay, okay! I'm afraid of you, I promise not to take Xie Ren to those places in the future."

Wu Zhongqiang could take it and put it down. After saying this, he could only return to his seat in disappointment.

Hong Wanling raised her chin with some smugness, but she happened to see Xie Ren ignore her again and walk out of the classroom. She stomped her feet angrily and returned to her seat angrily.

Xie Ren, who walked out of the classroom, walked aimlessly in the corridor. The reason why he wanted to come out was because he didn't want to sit in his seat all the time. The words of Yao Xiaowei yesterday still had a certain effect. Normal people could not sit in the seat for several hours and should go out for a walk after class. For Xie Ren, this school is still unfamiliar, and it's just right to get along well during the break.

The eight classrooms on the second floor of this teaching building are all second-year-olds, and classrooms are allocated from right to left according to the number of classes. Xie Ren is in Class 3, and he is walking towards Class 1 on the right at this time.

There were many students standing in the corridor, among whom knew Xie Ren, they couldn't help but point fingers at him and comment on him.

"You said, this person is Xie Ren from Class 3? Look at his thin arms and legs, how could he break the eight-year shot put record of our school?"

"Yes, this is too irritating. I won't believe it unless I see it with my own eyes."

"I believe it or not yesterday afternoon, I saw it on the playground with my own eyes. Dozens of people present at that time saw it. Is there any fake?"

Listening to the various discussions coming from time to time, Xie Ren basically went in and out of the left ear.

"Aren, why did you come to our class on your own initiative? Are you looking for me?" Liu Ke ran out of nowhere and stood in front of him, "You are not authentic. You didn't call me if something happened yesterday. How about it? I heard that our elderly physical education teacher, 'Old Zhang Guo', has accepted you as a closed disciple, and you have to treat you."

Just as he was talking, someone suddenly penetrated into the next place, and he was a handsome girl.

"Xie Ren, I heard that you lost your memory even after a car accident in the sunset, is it true?"

Since Xie Ren was beaten up by those stinky hooligans because he was innocent, Chen Yuting has been feeling a little sad. Later, I heard that he had a car accident that afternoon, and I felt even more guilty. I vaguely felt that the reason why he had a car accident was that he was beaten for his innocent self.

"Who are you?" Xie Ren asked resentfully without answering.

"You really have amnesia?" Chen Yuting stared at him with wide eyes.

Liu Ke quickly introduced on his behalf: "Aren, this beautiful girl is a classmate in our elementary and junior high school. Chen Yuting, you won't really lose your impression."

"Chen Yuting!" A picture immediately appeared in Xie Ren's mind: a girl with long hair shawls, Yingying walked towards the distance, suddenly she looked back and smiled, her skirt was flying, her sunshine shining, her bright eyes and white teeth, her autumn waves were everywhere, her graceful and charming... Everything was so brilliant and beautiful.

The picture paused. Xie Ren looked at the beautiful woman in front of him again, but her expression was unsatisfactory. She still looked cold and had no change at all.

"I seemed to have a crush on you before!" Xie Ren said word by word.

Chen Yuting's beautiful eyes suddenly opened several times widening, and her small mouth became 0. Not to mention Liu Ke next to him, his mouth was now open enough to swallow a big apple.

Chapter 9 I didn't hit anyone

Since Chen Yuting and Xie Ren chatted with him, the people in the corridor have been paying attention to this place intentionally or unintentionally. The volume of the words "Shi Potian" that Xie Ren just said did not deliberately lower, so basically everyone around could hear it clearly.

"What nonsense is your boy talking about!"

First, a man jumped out and pushed Xie Ren hard. Unfortunately, Xie Ren still stood there motionlessly.

As soon as the person in front of him was interrupted, Chen Yuting immediately came back to her senses from the shock just now, glared at the man and said, "Lin Junpeng, what are you doing?"

"Yu Ting, am I trying to vent your anger?" Lin Junpeng withdrew his hand that was about to slap Xie Ren, "Look at what this kid said just now? If I don't teach him a lesson, he doesn't know what he shouldn't say."

"Go and go! There is nothing you have to do here." Chen Yuting glared at him dissatisfiedly, "Xie Ren and I are old classmates for several years. What he just said was just a joke."

"Just?" Lin Junpeng stared at Xie Ren hatefully, "Hmph! I don't think so. It's true that this kid toad wants to eat swan meat."

Chen Yuting was a little tender after all. Seeing that many classmates around were staring at her, and Lin Junpeng said so explicitly, he blushed and said anxiously: "You, you, I won't tell you anymore."

As she said that, she ran back to the classroom as if she had escaped.

"You kid are careful in the future!" Lin Junpeng stared at Xie Ren coldly, and then followed him back to the classroom without looking back.

"Aren, you... have you become stupid after you lost your memory?" Liu Ke quickly pulled him aside and said in a furious manner, "Can you say what you just said in front of so many people? I'm so angry that I'm so angry! Lin Pengjun will definitely not let you go in the future. I think he might find someone to block you at the school gate today. If he wants to treat you sincerely, I can't help you. Please be blessed. After school, I'll see you leave the back door."

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Xie Ren felt Liu Ke's concern for him in his heart, and gently patted his shoulder, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't worry?" Liu Ke shook his hand away, "I know you have become more powerful now, but no matter how powerful you are, you are only one person, but Lin Junpeng can find dozens or hundreds of people to deal with you. Even if you can defeat a few people, can you defeat dozens or hundreds of people?"

"Yes!" Xie Ren answered truthfully.

"Swish! When did you become so bad? You really have nothing to tell you. Take care of yourself!" Liu Ke patted his shoulder angrily and went back to the classroom.

The ten-minute break between classes was obviously a bit short. When Xie Ren was walking back, the bell for class rang.

He quickly entered the classroom. As soon as he sat down in his seat, he heard the shout of Rimanna, the head teacher at the door: "Xie Ren, come out!"

Xie Ren walked out of the classroom with the eyes of the whole class.

Rimanna glanced at him deeply before saying, "Come with me!"

Xie Ren didn't ask much, followed Rimanna honestly and came to the classroom office in the second grade of high school.

In the office, Xie Ren saw Fatty Wang with a bruised nose, Fatty Wang beside him, Yao Xiaowei with gauze on his throat, and the middle-aged aunt beside him.

"Okay! You are Xie Ren, right?" The old fat man was the first to rush to Xie Ren and said with a fierce look, "You guy is so good! You actually beat my son like this? Teacher Li, your school must be expelled for such a student."

"Yes, yes! You must expel such students. Otherwise, the personal safety of other students will be completely unprotected." The middle-aged aunt echoed loudly, holding her hands with her pale face, looking at Xie Ren with trembling, "Look, look, what kind of evil is this? My son is afraid that he will be like this when he sees him."

Rimanna did not listen to the two parents' one-sided words, but turned to Xie Ren and said, "Xie Ren, Wang Desheng and Yao Xiaowei both said you beat them yesterday. Yao Xiaowei also said that you almost killed him, but this is the case."

The old fat man immediately said unhappy: "Teacher Li, what are you saying? Of course, this kid's beating is true. Can't my son lie?"

"That's right. Our Xiaowei has been obedient since he was a child and has never lie to me." The middle-aged aunt followed up again and echoed loudly.

Xie Ren stared at the old fat man and the middle-aged aunt coldly, and said coldly: "I didn't hit anyone!"

Everyone was stunned, and the old fat man was the first to get angry and said, "Okay, okay! You didn't hit anyone! Could it be that my son and this classmate joined forces to lie to your teacher? Their injuries were real, and there was also the hospital's injury test report. Let me tell you, if it weren't for your sake, I would have gone to the police station to report the case early in the morning."

When Rimanna heard what he said, she couldn't help but feel a little anxious and hurriedly persuaded: "Look, they are all still children. We can't beat them to death with one stick, we must educate them well."

"Teacher Li, this is not that I want to kill with one stick, it is that this kid wants to kill my son with one stick. Look, look at the wound on his body, he couldn't even turn over when he lay in bed last night. I won't make you embarrassed. Now call the kid's parents and let me see what kind of parents are who educate such a thug."
To be continued...