several people came to apply over the next few days. However, some of them were illiterate or idle housewives looking for something to do. With the daily workload being quite demanding and requiring o...Chapter 36 Leading the Breakthrough

Zhang Xian, it's actually Zhang Xian! The pressure he exerts among boys is significant, but in a group of girls, he seems to be quite popular.

His hand was tightly squeezed by Zhang Xian. Su Can noticed that there was a band-aid on the back of his hand.

A girl came running over and patted Zhang Xian's shoulder with a giggle. "Teacher Zhang, how come you have time to visit us" She then glanced at Su Can from top to bottom but didn't look at him again for some reason. After chatting with Zhang Xian for a moment, she skipped away cheerfully. The girls' attentiveness towards Zhang Xian contrasted sharply with the boys' distance from him, leaving Su Can puzzled.

Zhang Xian then turned to Su Can and said, "How have Wang Weiwei and those guys been He's my brother; they might not be easy to get along with."

Although he had his suspicions earlier, Su Can confirmed it now and nodded. "They're all doing well." The term 'teacher' that the girl used for Zhang Xian left him confused.

"What about Lin Luoran She's the basketball queen; hasn't she made a big impression at Xiahai High School"

“No, but I got an impressive reaction from her.” Su Can said with a smile, clearly feeling the relationship between Zhang Xian and Wang Weiwei. It indirectly showed that Wang Weiwei was sincere in his dealings with people and didn't have too many tricks up his sleeve due to his status. This might also be the biggest reason why they needed help.

Zhang Xian pulled back suddenly, a powerful force pulling Su Can forward several inches, revealing the hidden energy stored in Zhang Xian's muscular body during this process.

Dragging Su Can closer during their handshake, Zhang Xian leaned in and whispered mysteriously into his ear, "Hehe, Lin Luoran... isn't her butt really round"

Su Can:

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ter class started, Jiang Mingjun couldn’t believe what he had seen on the balcony earlier. Su Can was actually getting along well with Zhang Xian, and it was clear that Zhang Xian was quite enthusiastic towards him. Of course, Su Can had no idea how much of a shock his conversation with Zhang Xian on the balcony caused to people like Jiang Mingjun.

"Before, there used to be a running martial arts club at school where he assisted the teacher as an assistant coach during the second period class on Tuesdays. He was called Special Assistant Zhang. The number of students beaten by him is countless; anyone who annoyed him or didn’t follow his instructions properly would be selected for a beating."

Jiang Mingjun’s voice trembled as he spoke, with a tone reminiscent of an ancient demon. Su Can's eyes narrowed, thinking back to Zhang Xian's words in his ear and feeling that students like Zhang Xian were indeed different; they could be hard to understand.

Though Su Can didn’t know much about Zhang Xian’s family background, it was obvious that he belonged to the same social class as Wang Weiwei. Moreover, from Jiang Mingjun's shocking description, it was known that countless sons and daughters of officials had been beaten by Zhang Xian during his time in the running martial arts club. Of course, this also owed much to his family background, with a father who was the Minister of United Front Work at the provincial level.

In summary, he could be considered a formidable figure.

The second class ended.

The physics teacher on stage hasn't announced the end of class yet, intending to extend it by a couple of minutes to assign homework. Suddenly, someone entered from the back door, picked up a stool at the back door, walked to Su Can's desk, and sat down with a "thump."

The physics teacher became furious, about to slam his fist on the table and demand which class this person was in. However, upon seeing his appearance, all the anger instantly transformed into something else: "Ah, today's homework is page 68; problem number one."

"I heard Wang Weiwei mention that Zhang Xian and you met last lesson, huh Hee hee, I'm also a frontline player." This man did not have hair covering his forehead like Zhang Xian, but rather had shorter, neat hair. His eyes were narrow and long, with a high and prominent nose, giving him somewhat of an impression resembling Fang Zuming. Carefully observing Su Can, he said, "You look pretty good; I bet girls like Zhang Feifei would fancy you."

Su Can hurriedly smiled, though inwardly he felt somewhat displeased but didn't show it.

The other person likely thought that such behavior might not be a good impression and that openly criticizing others was impolite. He quickly said, "I am Zhuang Zhiyu. My dad gave me this name, which is rather common, but I hope you bear with it. Old intellectuals are like this; they can come up with any name. 'Old Zhuang transforming into a butterfly,' that's the idea behind my name. Wang Weiwei called yesterday to say he’s secure; we’re all your solid support!" A spark flashed in Zhuang Zhiyu's eyes, and he continued, "And there are some people who’ve been itching for action."

Su Can understood this person was naturally like this and smiled off it. In fact, it brought a sense of warmth to him as, being a transfer student at No. 27 High School and having conflicts with Sun Man, most students had kept their distance from him out of wariness. Apart from Tang Wu, Xiao Yunyun, and Gu Xiaozhong, few people were this enthusiastic.

Afterward, Zhuang Zhiyu chatted about the conflict with Sun Man et al., completely ignoring others' gazes and mentioned Wang Weiwei and Lin Ge Ran. He chuckled and said, "Wang Weiwei and Lin Ge Ran; they fit well together, don't you think Lin Ge Ran... that waistline,嘖嘖 (tsk tsk), quite a round backside."

Su Can:

After the second class when Zhuang Zhiyu left, Jiang Mingjun was astounded. He asked in a mysterious tone, "You, how did you meet them"

Su Can said it was through friends' introductions. The more Jiang Mingjun pondered on this, the less he understood: How could this kid have such connections

It seemed Wang Weiwei's friends were indeed of a similar ilk; Su Can wouldn’t have crossed paths with them before.

This continued into the third class. Unfortunately, another person arrived— Zhuang Zhiyu, this time bringing three or four boys to greet Su Can. People who knew these boys recognized them as well-known figures from outside the school premises and had significant influence within it.

Now even the most obtuse in Class 3 of Grade 2 could sense something odd was going on.

Every class break, someone would come to meet Su Can. These people were usually out of reach for them; yet here they all came forward to know him. This was indeed astonishing and made Su Can laugh and cry at the same time. After every encounter with these people, the conversation inevitably led back to Lin Ge Ran playing basketball or her figure—indeed, what else would men talk about than women

During the penultimate class break, instead of boys, a group of girls appeared.

The leading girl had somewhat long hair and was smiling warmly. She stood around 163-165 cm tall, not particularly high for No. 27 High School but gave an impression of softness and charm that made Su Can inwardly sigh at the school's 'big forest.'

"Are you Su Can I'm Zhang Feifei; these are all my best friends! We heard about you from Zhang Xian, Zhuang Zhiyu, et al. Wang Weiwei, Little Five has left, but he pushed over this Su Chahar Can. Actually, you’re not that great, huh"

Zhang Feifei greeted Su Can with a sharp remark, which left him in astonishment. The girls around her giggled behind their hands.

Someone said, "Hey, I was just kidding! You really don't have any sense of humor!"

Zhang Feifei smiled sweetly and said, "Don’t be mad, you’re actually quite handsome!"

The girls instantly started teasing him.

At this moment, many girls walking down the corridor in their grade clearly recognized Zhang Feifei. They greeted her enthusiastically and even squealed as they hugged each other. Zhang Feifei was a student from Class 8 of Grade 10 at Tang Wu's dormitory building. When she met up with old friends, regardless of whether there was an element of pretension in their exaggerated reactions, it showed that Zhang Feifei was indeed very popular. Naturally, her grandfather was a Hong Kong businessman, and the family owned real estate across Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Shanghai, and Hong Kong. They also lived in a wealthy district in Chengdu, which was another reason for her popularity.

No one would dislike such a famous beauty.

There were quite a few girls like Zhang Feifei at No. 27 High School. For them, their status was merely an embellishment; they themselves knew how to handle situations well. Just by observing her change in attitude from looking down on Su Can to suddenly praising him, one could understand why she was so popular. She would never make you feel embarrassed, but when it came to enemies, who knows what she might do.

Su Can felt somewhat overwhelmed by these high school girls’ chatter and quickly found an excuse to end the conversation.

He naturally thought about when the bell for his last class would ring so he could be officially "liberated."

"Lin Luoran actually spent a long time with you"

The topic somehow switched back to Lin Luoran, and Su Can couldn't help but smile bitterly. Not again He replied curtly, "Yeah, her waistline is excellent… below, the buttocks are just right."

The girls widened their eyes in amazement, staring at him.

"Pervert," someone commented.

Zhang Feifei laughed and said, "I’m not calling you a pervert. What I wanted to say is that Lin Luoran has an extremely bad temper. Who hasn’t felt belittled by her That she treats you differently means you’re quite remarkable. But… I take back what I just said."

Su Can cursed Zhang Xian and Zhuo Zhiyu in his heart, the two rascals whom Wang Weiwei had introduced to him as members of the "idlers club." Copyright 2016 Old Handwriting New Humble Book, Shield Wang Workshop.

The flower beds around the basketball court were always full of people, either sitting or standing, whether it was during a large class period or under the setting sun in the evening.

A friendly game between Class 13 and Class 7 was currently underway.

The boys' skin was a healthy wheat color, and everyone below the high basketball hoop exuded youthful vitality. The other boys intermittently cheered from the sidelines, adding excitement to the game; some of their mistakes even elicited crude curses.

The girls kept shouting and cheering, with tables set up nearby holding bottled water and glucose for the players to take as needed.

During a break in play, a boy ran towards the edge of the court, grabbed a bottle of mineral water from one of the girls standing there, poured it over his head, shaking vigorously so that droplets splashed everywhere. The girls screamed with delight; it was wild and heart-stirring. Their faces were filled with sweetness.

This was youth as it once was.

Under strong pressure from the class' cultural commissioner, various class officers, even including the class president, Tang Wu reluctantly joined in the cheering audience. In fact, Class 13's tactic proved correct: the overall male basketball team's fighting spirit improved exponentially under Sun Man's shouts and Tang Wu’s presence.

Sun Man waved her hand to cheer on the players while turning her head to smile at Tang Wu, "Bringing you here was a great idea. Look how lively our guys are now!"

Tang Wu smiled but couldn't help thinking about what Su Can had said earlier in the day when she told him that she would be cheering for their class after school and watching the game. She wondered if he had already gone home by then. Recalling her past thoughts on Su Can playing basketball, she saw those girls cheering for their boyfriends on the court and couldn't help but wonder: If it were Su Can out there and she in place of one of them, would she be making the same expressions

Class 7 made a mistake.

The boys from Class 13 began to cheer triumphantly but were abruptly silenced by someone tapping their heads. It was Liang Xiao and some others who had come to support Qian Long and Zhao Chengyan of Class 7.

The voices of the boys in Class 13 quieted down; when they made mistakes, got the ball stolen from them, or were cursed at by the opposing team, their morale sank. When the other side made a mistake, however, they didn't dare to cheer as loudly.

"Pathetic!" Sun Man glanced away in disappointment over her class's boys' performance.

During halftime, Zhao Chengyan leaned his head against the basketball pole and spat on the ground. He felt that these girls were too ungrateful; with such a good performance by him, no one was cheering for him!

"Class 13 is trash! Class 10 is trash!" Qian Long led the charge in shouting as he made faces at the players from Class 13 on the court. Class 7 followed his lead.

Soon, however, the commotion quieted down; the crowds around the basketball court dispersed, only to be replaced by a group of people who pierced through like sharp knives.

Zhao Chengyan's eyes narrowed and Qian Long stopped making faces. Liang Xiao stepped forward warily, watching the approaching group.

When Sun Man saw who was leading this group, she was surprised; her eyebrows involuntarily rose:

"Su Can!"ere, but I naturally refused him. Currently, we are in a deadlock during the interrogation period..."Zeng Quanming looked at Su Cen, who nodded, "That's fine; let me just see him."Su Cen readily agree...