You are the best in the world (1)

Chu Xiangbin originally had no surname Chu, but his surname was Wen, and his single word was "bin". His name was obtained by his biological father.

He developed more late in elementary and junior high school than normal boys, so he always looked particularly thin among his peers. Every time he went to the stage to introduce himself, saying, "My name is Wenbin, the gentle Wenbin", and he always laughed at him in the audience.

After a long time, Wenbin became very quiet. He never spoke in the crowd, but just lowered his head and walked alone against the corner of the wall.

Later, his hair grew a little bit longer, half covering his eyes, and a shirt that always seemed to be one or two bigger was hanging down. The students liked noisy and brilliant, and no one paid attention to the weak and pale boy in the corner.

Wenbin is very smart.

It was not obvious when he was in elementary school. The school system in their small county was five years and four years of elementary school. When he was promoted to junior high school, the number of subjects increased and the difficulty increased. Wenbin's mind and grades easily became the best among his peers.

In the first year of junior high school, he entered the top three in the class in the first midterm exam; when the grades came down, the head teacher and teachers of various subjects were surprised - they had almost no impression of this student and never listened to him answering questions in class or actively asking questions after class.

Everyone just thinks it is an accident.

Then in the final exam, Wenbin won the first place in the first grade of the ordinary junior high school, and the teachers and students finally began to pay attention to the weak boy who walked along the corner.

Being noticed by the classmates is definitely not a good thing for Wenbin.

He is quiet and taciturn, not sociable, and he is always alone. In addition, his physical development is a little slow, and he looks two or three years younger than his peers. The boys are very repulsive of him.

And good grades became the point where he made his classmates share the same hatred for the enemy—

Textbooks thrown into the trash can, desks painted in messy ways, stools thrown into grass downstairs, schoolbags poured into tea water... Various bullying happens every day and every day.

After all, it is a child with good grades, and the teacher will always pay extra attention. The head teacher originally wanted to help, but not to mention waiting for Wenbin to take the initiative, even if the head teacher called the person to the office to ask if there was anything difficult to solve, the weak and thin boy still stood without saying a word.

As time goes by, the teacher loses patience.

Bin would pick up the textbooks thrown into the trash can by himself. He would wipe the messy desks clean with the rags he carried with him. He would always get them back when thrown into the stools downstairs. Sometimes he was too lazy to attend class, so Wenbin would sit in the sunshine of the corridor and quietly stare out of the window for a class.

Wenbin has this attitude towards everyone, and he doesn't say a word even if he is bullied. Over time, the people who bully him find it meaningless - they like to watch the weak beg for mercy and avoid it, but no one likes to waste time on a piece of wood.

Until the fourth year of the New Year.

The first semester was about to start, and the school organized a parent-teacher meeting. On the day of the meeting, there were consecutive heavy rains. The road was slippery. Wenbin's mother was weak and fell down at a downhill on the way to school on her bicycle. She arrived at the school in a mess.

When the parents held a meeting, the students should have gone to the playground, but because it was raining, everyone hid in the school’s music and beauty classroom or gymnasium.

The most stingy boy in the class came back from the teaching building and laughed in the Yinmei classroom where their class was—

"I thought our school came to beg for food. It turned out to be Wenbin's mother? Wenbin, I heard that your father had died long ago, right? No wonder you study so hard and so well - does your mother beg for food for you to go to school?"

There was a laugh in the classroom.

Everyone got used to it. The boy who still looked like a boy in the first and second grades of junior high school was originally the object of ridicule in the class. They never shy away from making jokes about him in the past.

So when Wenbin suddenly rushed towards the boy who spoke and punched the smile on his face, all the students were stunned.

And Wenbin didn't stop at all.

He pressed the boy who was stunned by his punch to the ground, punched him up one after another - and the beaten him to the back of his hand, and the boys on the ground howled like a pig. The other students came to their senses, shook their eyes in fear, and rushed up with a little courage. It took a lot of effort to tear Wenbin off.

The classroom was in chaos.

The teacher rushed over to hear the news.

Such a fight between a taciturn student with the best grades in the school and a gangster student, the teacher undoubtedly leaned towards the former.

Before the boy was helped to the infirmary by his companion, he stared at Wenbin with resentment and said to him: "You're done."

“…”

Wenbin was so calm that he didn't see it.

That night, he was blocked in the alley at the back door of the school by four boys who were in a state of breath. The leader was the classmate who was beaten to the point of being blue on his face.

Wenbin was originally thin, and his explosive power during the day was entirely because he was touched by the reverse scale and the opponent was unprepared for it.

And when facing four boys who were stronger than him that night, Wenbin had almost no power to fight back.

The rain washed the alleys into mud.

The mud and water splashed, and fists and curses fell on the boy curled up in the corner of the wall.

The shirt, which was nearly transparent, was tightly washed white and size two, pressed against his upper body, revealing his pale and thin spine. The boy bit his white lips tightly, and didn't care if he bit his blood. He curled up without saying a word.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. The boys finally got tired of kicking and turned around and left in a verbal abuse. The boy was still shrank and curled up in the corner of the wall.

Until his ear, a laughing voice sounded:

"Hey, are you dead?"

Scattered, casual, heartless.

——It was exactly the same as Chu Xiangbin, who was dressed in a bright and spacious office many years later, had the memory of Luan Qiaoqing.

And in this cramped alley full of mud and rain, Wenbin raised his head and saw a little girl standing at the entrance of the alley.

It is said that it is a little girl, you have to judge it from her voice - because the girl at the entrance of the alley has a much shorter hair than his, so she can only be considered a little longer than her buzz cut.

But it is undeniable that she is very beautiful. Her nose is straight, her eyes are slightly raised, her face is full of vitality and even a bit of a slutty and flamboyant beauty.

Then the little girl held an umbrella, walked up to him and squatted down.

"I just saw them hit you, but I didn't dare to come over. Today, I am the only one who can't beat so many people. Don't blame me for not saving you when I die."

“…”

"But those seniors are shameless. Several people beat you a lower-grade student. Why are they so shameless?"

“…”

Wenbin didn't say anything.

He suspected that the little girl had some problems with her mind, otherwise she would have been so familiar with her words, and she would have been messy and chattering.

The little girl muttered a lot there, and seemed to notice that Wenbin had never opened her mouth. The pale and thin boy in front of her was longer than her hair, and her bangs almost covered her eyes. She was black and wet, and she was sticking to her cold and white skin.

She leaned forward and tried to see those eyes clearly, "Hey, I'm talking to you."

“…”

"Are you from the first or second grade? Why are you so delicate, like a girl?"

“…”

"Speaking of this, you didn't say a word when you got beaten just now. You weren't a mute, are you?"

“…”

"Then, little mute, can you still move? If you can, get up with me, otherwise you will freeze to death here, and I will be so scared that I dare not take this road in the future. This is not OK. Let me tell you, this road is the closest I go home. If I don't take this road, I will go a long way in the future..."

“…………”

Wenbin's head was buzzing.

The first time he met such a girl who was chattering and full of perseverance, he had no choice. In addition, he couldn't tell where the pain was, so he didn't want to go home like this to worry his mother, so he slowly stood up with the wall and followed the little girl who was shorter than his hair and moved forward step by step.

The little girl shared half of his umbrellas righteously, but when she returned to the little girl's house, both of them were soaked in a dripping chicken.

"My parents are separated, and I live with my mother. My mother often doesn't go home." The little girl led him into a high-end apartment. After she came out of the elevator, she took the key and opened a door, and she had already shook her family's assets with him clearly.

Wenbin was even more sure of his judgment: this little girl was probably a fool.

"My public bathroom is here, you can use this, I'll go to my room to wash it." The little girl threw the umbrella outside the door and was about to go in after saying that.

Wenbin endured it and spoke in a mute voice: "Aren't you afraid that I'm not a good person?"

"...Huh, aren't you a mute?" The little girl turned her head with a magical look on her face, looked at him in surprise, then remembered his question and laughed, "You are not as tall as me. You are a little brat on the first and second grades of junior high school, and you can't beat me. Why am I afraid of you? Besides, I know all those who beat you and bully honest students in the school who dare not fight back. What kind of bad guy can you be?"

“…”

Before Wenbin could say anything, the little girl frowned and turned around, "I feel so uncomfortable all over. I'll go and rush for it first, you can clean it up as well."

After saying that, the little girl turned around and ran away.

Wenbin stood there silent for a long time, finally turned around and limped into the public bathroom the little girl said.

This was the first time he had entered such a home that could be called luxurious for him. Compared to the simple faucets and bathrooms he was used to, the high-end bathroom facilities in the little girl's bathroom made him feel strange and novel.

With the keen observation and judgment brought by his extremely smart mind, Wenbin didn't take much time to figure out the usage of this bathroom facility, took a hot shower, and washed away the blood and sludge that was kicked out of his body.

After rinsing, Wenbin soaked the clothes he took off into water, rinsed them and wrung them out.

As he was about to change into these semi-wet clothes, the frosted glass door in the bathroom was knocked, and the door was pulled apart.

A small white hand reached in, holding a white shirt, black trousers and a bath towel.

As soon as they came in, the little girl's proud voice:

"I started buying a lot of boys' clothes to wear the year before yesterday. I see you are only a little shorter than me, so it should be just right for me to wear mine."

Looking at the little hand and clothes, Wen Bin was silent.

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"Please hold on to the bottom line of embracing" by Litchi Xiangjing

When Yan Xixi met Jiang Chengming, he was the youngest professor at B University, and was indifferent to fame and fortune, gentle and considerate.

Six years later, when she saw him again, he was already a powerful and powerful figure in the commercial market.

There are many different opinions on the story of Jiang Chengming online, and people are curious about what makes a man who is invincible and becomes ambitious and sharp.

Radio host Yan Xixi became popular on the Internet because of her sweet voice.

It is rumored online that she is very unscrupulous and wants to be popular and is crazy, and seduces men by any means for money.

Her colleagues even mocked her: "Her dream is to sit in Maybach and cry, hehehehe~"

Until one day, a short video of thirty seconds spread online-

The dim underground parking lot, silver Maybachli, Jiang Chengming hugged a little beauty and kissed passionately, the little beauty was really crying in Maybachli:)

Hot searches exploded instantly!

Later, in the red Ferrari, Yan Xixi leaned softly in Jiang Chengming's arms. He gently picked her chin with his fingertips, as if revenge, and as if temptation, and laughed softly: "...I want you to cry more than just in my Maybach."

#What should I do if the Buddhist ex transforms into the domineering devil?
Chapter completed!