528: C528 Fame

C528 Fame

"Hey, the big name of our class is here. Come and take a look." Ouyang Qing'an's deskmate, the little boy who had previously advised him to participate in the competition, saw him walk into the class and immediately shouted loudly.1

Knowing that he was just joking, Ouyang Qing'an did not get angry. He just quietly carried his schoolbag and sat back in his seat. It didn't matter if he didn't sit. Once he sat down, he immediately attracted envious gazes from all directions.

Not only were there girls, there were also boys.

He had never liked this kind of scene, so he wasn't used to it for a moment. Very quickly, he returned to normal and took out the exercise book from his schoolbag. He picked up the pen and was about to do it.

Unfortunately, the pen was quickly snatched away by the boy beside him.

He seemed to be very excited today. He kept nagging beside Qing'an. "Qing'an, you only won the provincial capital's first prize this time. You can't be proud. You still have to go to Beijing to participate in the finals! Have you heard that Yang Zijian, who is next door, didn't win the prize this time? When he came to class today, his face was so ugly, hahaha..."

At this time, boys were always very happy. They could even talk about such a small matter with delight.

It was as if he was the one participating in the competition.

"Him, I'm sure he won't have the face to come and see you, Qing'an." As the boy spoke, he was still gesturing with his hands, as if he wanted to show Ouyang Qing'an Yang Zijian's sorrowful face.

Who would have thought that the person involved would quietly appear behind him.

A pair of hands pressed on his shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Is that so?"

"Yeah, yeah, you guys didn't see Yang Zijian's face, it's simply..." The boy turned his head and the words that followed were instantly stuck in his throat, unable to come out. He widened his eyes and looked at the gloomy Yang Zijian.

The moment Yang Zijian entered the class this afternoon, he heard that all the students were discussing this matter. His already depressed mood became even more uncomfortable. Wasn't it just Ouyang Qing'an who received the provincial capital's first prize? As for how to flaunt?

If he couldn't win the first prize in Beijing in the future, he would be waiting to see a joke.

That was nothing. He hadn't even sat down yet. The boys around him started to mock him. "Aiya, what top student? I think it's just a joke. He's not even as good as Ouyang Qing'an from the next class. He just casually won a first prize. "

Yang Zijian had heard enough of these things. He repeatedly tried to calm himself down until the form teacher called him to his office.

After he came back, he turned to the next class without any hesitation. Once he went in, the boy beside Ouyang Qing'an was talking bad about him while Ouyang Qing'an was sitting on the chair with a pen in his hand and burying his head in the question.

"Ouyang Qing'an, this is only the beginning. It's not a big deal for you to win the first prize. I will wait for the day when you come back from Beijing and lose your reputation. At that time, the whole school will know that I am the real top student."

After saying this, Yang Zijian glared at the boy and turned around to leave cleanly.

Ouyang Qing'an stopped writing and stared at his back. He coldly replied, "I will wait and see."

This war without smoke and smoke was slowly beginning.

The boy seemed to have been reborn after a catastrophe. He sat back in his seat with fear lingering in his heart. He pulled Ouyang Qing'an and began to complain. "I was really scared to death just now, Qing'an. You didn't see his eyes. It was as if he wanted to eat me."

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