At Ding Zhi's memorial service, besides his portrait which was clear, all the other attending police officers were pixelated. They had to protect their identities and prevent criminals from targeting...Zuo Yu'an wasn't particularly interested in or concerned about his parents' affairs.

In the eyes of his elders at home, he is a particularly polite and well-behaved young man. There is no so-called teenage rebellion, he is very easy to get along with. He has grown up almost without having a disagreement with his parents. In the Beijing circle, he has always been a model child in other people's eyes.

But what Cheng Zhimin didn't expect was that, during adolescence, the child would be so fiercely resistant to her during their first confrontation.

In her eyes, it was just a tiny thing. When she went to tidy up his room, she saw that can of soda on his desk and threw it in the trash. The maid then emptied the trash can while cleaning.

Neither of them thought about it during the day while they were at home. However, in the evening, when Zhuo Yu returned from school and went into his room, he didn't see the bottle of soda. He immediately came out to ask...

“Where did I put the drinks on my desk”

Cheng Zhimin answered directly: "I threw it away this morning. I told you, you can't drink this junk food anymore."

Zhuo Yu'an's expression changed immediately, his voice losing the politeness it once had, laced with anger as he asked, "Where did you throw it"

After all, he was still young, and at home, his emotions were easily expressed on his face.

He looked anxious and angry. Even the other nannies who had seen him before were taken aback and said worriedly, "This morning I cleaned up the trash and threw the garbage bag into the outside garbage can."

As soon as he finished speaking, the lanky young man, in slippers, ran downstairs to the trash bin.

"What's going on" Cheng Zhimin looked at the nanny, confused.

"Yu'an, where are you going"

Cheng Zhimin and the nanny also hurried after him, and saw Zhuo Yu'an standing beside the garbage station, looking at the garbage station that had already been cleaned by sanitation workers.

His face turned grim.

Cheng Zhimin gently tugged on his arm: "It's just a bottle of drink, it's not a big deal. Besides, you don't even drink it, just throw it away."

I wanted to comfort him.

Zhuo Yuan flung his hand away, his voice stern: "From now on, don't touch my things."

He never got angry, suddenly he burst into anger like this, Cheng Zhimin was a little startled.

But I don't understand, it's just one bottle of drink. If you really want to drink it, just buy another one.

Cheng Zhimin had two days at home, but Zhuo Yu'an didn't say a word to her.

When a teenager gets angry, it can be pretty scary.

But Cheng Zhimin was also angry, wasn't she less important than a bottle of drink

I finally got to spend two days with him at home, but it ended badly.

Though Zhuo Yuan was angry, when Cheng Zhimin left on a business trip again, he still quietly sent her to the car and said goodbye. Even the nanny watching was touched, there's no more considerate child than him.

Zhuo Yu'an had calmed down, but he was regretful that the bottle of drink had been lost. It was proof that the girl had finally noticed his existence.

Tinglan has recently become quite adept at physics. This is partly because she often attends the classes that Zhuoyu An gives to Lu Kuo, who always patiently answers all her questions and, when time permits, reviews the upcoming content with them. She also attended a tutoring class that her mother signed her up for, which takes place three times a week – one lesson each of mathematics, physics, and chemistry. This has gradually helped her adapt to the pace of high school learning. She was already a bright and hardworking child.

At the end of October, before the midterm exams, the school held a fall sports meet.

The morning of the sports meet is raising the national flag, followed by a parade competition for each class; in the afternoon are competitions for various items.

Both individual and group-oriented.

Tinglan has no athletic cells, so she's never involved in the school sports meet. At best, she cheers as a cheerleader.

However, this time at the school sports meet, Lu Kuò was entrusted with an important task by his teacher—to select participants for each event. He insisted on signing Tinglan up for the 800-meter race.

Ting Lan refused, she'd be too tired even to run 100 meters.

"The important thing is to participate. You'll walk if you can, and if not, just use what you have to get the whole way there."

Listening to the waves refuse to work.

Then Lu Kuo also arranged a competition project for Cheng Chen, long jump. Cheng Chen readily accepted.

"If I have to participate, I'll choose the long jump too." Tinglan fought back, "The long jump is much easier than running. Lu Kuo is just being biased."

"Cheng Chen has a good chance of winning this project. Are you brave enough to compete with Cheng Chen"

He said that, Tinglan was really embarrassed!

Lu Kuo not only arranged for the two of them to participate in a competition project with ulterior motives, but he was also very strict when selecting other students. Anyone who wanted to sign up had to go through his rigorous screening process.

During extracurricular time, when the whole class was training in lines, Lu Kuo repeatedly looked at Ting Lan and Cheng Chen who were standing in the line, struggling with who to choose to stand in front and hold the class banner.

Of course, deep down he wanted to give the opportunity to Cheng Chen. But after all, he was the face of the whole class. Cheng Chen might be good-looking, but he couldn't deny that Tinglan's image and temperament were more suitable.

So I called out Tinglan and handed her the class roster for Class 3: “You stand at the front of the line.”

All the students in the class had no objection to this decision. Not only was Tinglan academically gifted, but she was also beautiful. Everyone secretly agreed that she was the class flower of Class 3.

Listening to the words, Lan readily and gracefully accepted the position.

The card stands at the front.

She is indeed beautiful, even in such ordinary school uniform and white sneakers, one can see that her figure is slender and straight. With a simple ponytail, she appears elegant, beautiful, and pure.

On the other side of the playground, Zhuo Yu'an was also training. He glanced over unintentionally and saw Ting Lan standing at the front with the class banner. There were dozens of other students behind her, but they all automatically became background figures. Only she was shining.

Just like the first time I saw her, so many classmates became background figures, only she on stage was glowing, incredibly dazzling.

Class 2, where Zhu Yu'an is from, was led by Wen Jian standing at the front with the class sign. She was, of course, the best choice for the job.

Even within the grade, students would secretly compare Li Tinglan and Wen Jian's appearances. They were both undoubtedly the prettiest girls in their respective classes, but when it came to becoming the recognized class flower, students from each class had their own opinions, firmly believing that their classmates were the most beautiful.

Especially the students in Class 2, are even more proud: "Our Wen Jian in our class is the first in the grade. With talent and beauty, she is definitely a school belle."

When it comes to grades, the students in Class 3 have nothing to say. Their classmate Tinglan's performance is indeed a little lower than others. In high school, not only teachers but also classmates prioritize grades above all else.

At this moment, both classes are lined up on the playground for training. The two girls standing in the front row are truly a feast for the eyes. Even from the back, they resemble each other a little.

In the late afternoon, every class used their last period for formation training on the playground. No one wanted to be the last place in front of the entire student body and faculty. Among the nearly 10 classes in Grade One, there was no doubt that Class Two and Class Three were the strongest contenders for the championship.

Listening to the true meaning

He first noticed Zhu Yuyan at this year's school sports meet.sity. Lu Kuo's car stopped beside the bus once again. He got out and leaned against his car door, quietly watching Ruan Ruan call out each name one by one, then watched as every student walked into th...