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At this moment, Wei Yuan, who had disappeared for a month, suddenly became the focus of the class. A few of Chang Wei's sycophants, who were particularly close to him, hated Wei Yuan intensely. Especially for Chang Wei, his feelings upon Wei Yuan's return to school were a mix of shock and disdain. If he had to choose two people he disliked seeing the most, the second would be Feng Jie, and the first would be Wei Yuan!
However, after suffering at Wei Yuan's hands, he no longer dared to provoke him recklessly. Instead, he pondered how he could secretly set traps for Wei Yuan, hoping to catch him off guard and make him suffer without knowing who was behind it.
Of course, this insidious thought did not show on his face. Chang Wei continued to act indifferent, completely ignoring Wei Yuan's presence. However, Wei Yuan didn't have time to pay attention to him. As soon as he returned to the classroom, those classmates who usually got along well with him rushed over to inquire about his disappearance over the past month!
As a result, Wei Yuan ended up like an ancient scholar under a bridge, embellishing his experiences from the past month into a thrilling tale filled with ups and downs. He fully exercised his imagination, fearing that if he didn't tell it well enough, he would disappoint his audience. Of course, the content of the story was mostly nonsense; if there were any similarities, it could only be attributed to the author from Qidian!
Among them, the one most concerned about him was undoubtedly Lan Xue. It was unclear whether she approached him on her own or if it was arranged by the teacher. As soon as Wei Yuan returned to school, his homeroom teacher announced that there would be a study assistance program, assigning the class's study representative, Lan Xue, to be Wei Yuan's desk mate since he had fallen behind in his studies for a month. From now on, they wouldn't have to go a whole year without speaking to each other...
Of course, Wei Yuan could still vaguely observe that Chang Wei's attention was always directed toward him. He must have been displeased seeing Lan Xue become his desk mate; unexpectedly, this guy still harbored ill intentions!
"Are you buying or not? This time it's definitely that old vampire trying to pull another money-making scheme!" After the homeroom teacher announced the voluntary book purchasing plan, those around Wei Yuan began discussing it enthusiastically.
"I heard this was proposed by Director Liu. What good ideas can that guy have?" someone chimed in.
"I think we should judge based on the matter rather than the person. I looked at some of these books; some are actually quite good and not expensive!" another person expressed a different opinion.
At this time, Wei Yuan's former desk mate was moved above him but still turned around and said, "Aren't you just a pawn of Liu Haisheng? What do you think about it, Wei Yuan?"
Seeing their attention focused on him, Wei Yuan shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Actually, there's no need to overthink it. It's voluntary purchasing; just take a look at them. If you think they're suitable, buy them; if not, then forget it. It's that simple!"
After all, with over four thousand students in Jinghai No. 1 Middle School—including both junior high and high school—Wei Yuan only took a few hundred copies of the first batch of books. Naturally, he wasn't worried about them not selling. His class was a liberal arts class where foundational knowledge was key; however, mathematics and English were also not an issue.
After the first person in the class bought a book, more and more students began to pull out their money. At this moment, Wei Yuan sat at his desk, watching his classmates buy books one after another, and he couldn't help but feel delighted. Most of this money would belong to him, and when calculated across the entire school, it would amount to quite a sum.
In this regard, Wei Yuan and Liu Haisheng had both figured out the parents' mindset. Whether voluntarily or under pressure, it was merely a matter of a gentle or firm attitude. In the eyes of many parents, their children's education could not lag behind others. Therefore, as long as it was an activity organized by the school, regardless of its quality, parents would pay up without hesitation. Thus, sales naturally soared.
After spending three periods with the teachers and completing the lessons for the day, Wei Yuan packed his things and prepared to leave. He had skipped school before, but never so openly and recklessly as today. After Liu Haisheng waved goodbye, Wei Yuan felt as if he had been given permission to skip school without any pressure.
Lan Xue naturally guessed that Wei Yuan was in such a hurry to leave mainly to go back to the Video Store to retrieve books and because creditors were always knocking at his door. Now that he was essentially done with his job at the Video Store, he felt too embarrassed to stay there any longer. However, what Lan Xue didn't know was that it was impossible to live in the Video Store; the scene of insects swarming in the attic was unimaginable for anyone who hadn't seen it. Therefore, Wei Yuan urgently needed to rent a place first.
Although she knew all this, Lan Xue still reminded him, "Wei Yuan, if you're leaving, it's best to inform the teacher so that someone with ulterior motives doesn't use this against you."
Wei Yuan knew she was referring to Chang Wei. This guy had managed to secure a position as Vice Class Leader by rallying a few sycophants during the class officer elections and by knowing how to curry favor with teachers and school leaders. Naturally, he would try to undermine Wei Yuan upon his return to school. Lan Xue's reminder made sense.
When Wei Yuan arrived at school, he hadn't brought a backpack; he had just borrowed a few books from Liu Lei to get by. He handed those books over to Lan Xue so she could return them to Liu Lei and then prepared to leave. As he reached the door, his homeroom teacher was already waiting for him.
Wei Yuan's homeroom teacher was a woman in her thirties with thick glasses perched on her nose and a face full of freckles. When Wei Yuan first saw her, he felt disappointed; deep down, he still yearned for a beautiful and charismatic teacher like those in movies such as School on Fire who would passionately come to rescue an average student like him.
However, in reality, who would be foolish enough to consider becoming a teacher if they were even slightly attractive? Being a personal secretary would be better than teaching; at least they could handle personal matters during work hours and have free time afterward. So over the years, every time Wei Yuan changed classes, he faced this disappointment repeatedly until he became numb to it.
"Teacher, I have something urgent I need to take care of; I seem to have forgotten to ask for leave," Wei Yuan said helplessly when caught.
To his surprise, the homeroom teacher smiled understandingly: "Director Liu has already informed us that all the books for this reading program are provided by you personally. This is definitely a great contribution for our students! Given this, we all believe you are a very sensible student!"
Thus, the homeroom teacher concluded: "So now you can enjoy special privileges; as long as it's not too excessive, you can decide your class schedule based on your own priorities!"
This statement left Wei Yuan feeling both confused and frustrated, much like a character in a movie who complains about their parents and teachers ignoring them and then spirals into self-destructive behavior. For most students, their wish is for teachers and parents to not interfere too much; just let me fall a few times!
So when Wei Yuan heard these words, he found them hard to accept. This was ridiculous! He could imagine a bizarre scene where Liu Haisheng sat in the Principal's Office, smoking a cigar and saying to those below him, "If you want an imperial decree, then let's write one!"
This also meant that from now on, Wei Yuan was willing to be late or leave early; it was truly an official permission to skip school!
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