Chapter 13: I've Got Jiang Zhe's Back

Moreover, the influence such a student might have on others was still unknown.

In the end, only the teacher of the Unnamed Class agreed to let Xiao Meng go over.

"Then I'll just be in the Unnamed Class," Jiang Zhe said indifferently.

Director Han hurriedly tried to stop her: "Do you even know what the Unnamed Class is?"

"I don't. It doesn't matter."

Since it was her own choice, Director Han couldn't say much more.

Jiang Zhe didn't care what the Unnamed Class was, but she soon found out.

Class 38, Senior Year—a no-man's land.

Separated from the other classes by the sports equipment room, it sat tucked away in a corner of the school.

When Jiang Zhe pushed the door open, a tall but seemingly frail-looking boy was shouting at the top of his lungs: "English homework! It's time to turn it in! It must be handed to me before class ends!"

No one was listening to him at all; some were playing games, some were scrolling through videos, and even more were fooling around and making noise.

"English homework!" the boy continued to shout.

Jiang Zhe finally understood why this classroom had been isolated from the other classes by the sports equipment room.

"Unnamed"—it wasn't even considered Class A, B, C, or even D and E.

It couldn't even compare to the senior classes of Huaishu Street Middle School.

Seeing Jiang Zhe enter, the frail boy gave her a very friendly smile: "You're Jiang Zhe, right? Teacher Luo already told me. She said you should find a seat first. I'm the class monitor, Si Qing."

Jiang Zhe gave a nod as a greeting and found an empty seat to set her schoolbag down.

With a new student suddenly appearing in class, everyone merely paused in curiosity for three seconds, momentarily stunned by Jiang Zhe's beauty, before returning to their own business with boredom.

Jiang Zhe scanned the room, didn't see any sign of Xiao Meng, and stood up to walk outside.

"Jiang Zhe?" A boy walked toward her.

Upon seeing clearly that it was indeed Jiang Zhe, and seeing the No. 1 Middle School uniform on her, his expression shifted from disbelief to a hint of anger: "How is it possible for you to come to No. 1 Middle School?"

Jiang Zhe gave him a lazy glance, finding the noise and commotion tedious, and tried to walk past him.

"Jiang Zhe!" He blocked her path. "Don't think that just because you came to No. 1 Middle School, you can get close to me to get close to my brother! My brother will only ever like Jiang Fanyue; there is absolutely no way he would ever like you!"

Jiang Zhe sized Gu Jiashun up. The biggest common flaw between the Gu family and the Jiang family was that they were far too self-righteous.

Not to mention, she didn't even know Gu Jiashun was here, nor did she care who Gu Jiaheng was or what he was doing.

"Then I really should thank his eight generations of ancestors."

"Jiang Zhe," Gu Jiashun laughed out of sheer anger, "using these kinds of tactics to get someone's attention is long out of style."

"Move!" Jiang Zhe didn't bother wasting words on him.

Watching Jiang Zhe walk away, Gu Jiashun returned to Class 18 in a rage.

Jiang Zhe picked a spot and leaned casually against the railing, waiting for Xiao Meng to arrive.

She occasionally replied to a few messages.

Two boys approached from not far away; one wore glasses and was talking to another boy with a buzz cut wearing a skull-print shirt, Song Xingyu.

"Brother Xing, it's her! She just transferred in and already made Brother Shun so angry his nose is practically smoking!" the boy with glasses said indignantly.

"Let's go, I'll go meet her!"

"Hey!" Song Xingyu shouted before even getting close.

Jiang Zhe felt someone speaking but ignored it, until the voice grew closer. "I'm talking to you! Did you hear me!"

Song Xingyu was holding a basketball and was incredibly cocky, even more so than the skull on his shirt.

Realizing he was addressing her, Jiang Zhe finally lazily lifted her eyes and looked toward the sound.

Song Xingyu tossed the basketball toward her, but under her cold, piercing gaze, his movement faltered, and the ball slipped from his hand, rolling off to the side.

"Brother Xing, it's her!" The boy with glasses adjusted his frames.

Then, he realized Song Xingyu had gone completely still and silent.

"Brother Xing? Brother Xing?"

Song Xingyu stood there like a wooden chicken. The pair of enchanting, almost bewitching eyes before him had caused his soul to wander.

It wasn't until the boy with glasses pushed him that he snapped out of it, the phrase "a fox turned into a spirit" coming to mind.

Being disturbed, Jiang Zhe's tone was visibly displeased: "Something on your mind?"

"We... we..." The boy with glasses lost his words under Jiang Zhe's gaze.

Song Xingyu stopped him and looked at Jiang Zhe with a beaming smile: "We came to welcome the new student! Welcome, welcome! My name is Song Xingyu!"

"Song Xingyu! Four-eyes! What are you guys doing!"

A clear, girlish voice rang out as a young girl ran over: "What are you guys up to!"

Jiang Zhe looked toward her; it was Xia Enci, the cousin her aunt had mentioned.

She had a super soft, cute voice that was very pleasant to the ear. As she ran over and raised her arms, very obvious muscular lines bulged out.

A Muscle Barbie.

The four-eyes' voice became extremely weak: "No... nothing. Brother Xing said we should come welcome the new student."

Xia Enci looked at them skeptically: "It better be that! Let me tell you, Jiang Zhe is under my protection. Don't even think about bullying her!"

"Of course not! Who would bully Jiang Zhe?" Song Xingyu countered.

After driving the two boys away, Xia Enci obediently ran to Jiang Zhe: "Sister Xiao Zhe, I'm Enci. My mom said you were coming to school, but I really didn't expect you to be in our class. If anything happens in the future, just tell me. No one will dare bully you!"

"Okay." Jiang Zhe's face remained cold and calm, but the corners of her eyes curved slightly with a hint of a smile.

As they were speaking, the Unnamed Class's homeroom teacher, Luo Qiaoyin, walked in with Xiao Meng.

Xiao Meng kept her eyes lowered, her expression unreadable.

"Teacher Luo!" Xia Enci greeted her politely. "My Sister Xiao Zhe has joined our class!"

"Jiang Zhe, welcome." Luo Qiaoyin was dressed simply, her gaze gentle. "This is Xiao Meng; she has also joined our class. Remember, both of you—no matter where you are, as long as you work hard, the final result will not let you down."

Jiang Zhe glanced at Luo Qiaoyin and nodded, accepting her words of encouragement.

Hearing Jiang Zhe's name, Xiao Meng immediately looked up. When she realized it truly was the Jiang Zhe she knew, her eyes flickered with hesitation, yet she couldn't help but look at her with a sense of hope.

Jiang Zhe walked over, her voice light and indifferent: "Not welcoming me?"

"Of course we welcome you. When did you transfer to No. 1 Middle School? Are you definitely going to be in our class from now on?" Xiao Meng asked, sounding somewhat incredulous.

She had always known Jiang Zhe was not an ordinary girl; even when they were younger, she used to solve many problems for the orphanage. How could she end up in the Unnamed Class?

"Mm, let's go to the classroom first." Jiang Zhe took the lead and walked forward.

Xia Enci hooked her arm around Xiao Meng's shoulder, her cute voice sounding very righteous: "So you're Sister Xiao Zhe's friend! From now on, you're under my protection too! If anyone bullies you, tell them my name!"

In the Unnamed Class, as Luo Qiaoyin walked in, the noisy chatter within did not cease.

(End of Chapter)