Chapter 69: Stand up for Shen Qinghan

Shanhai Middle School, Class 1, Grade 1.

Lin Zichen was distracted from class the whole morning, thinking about what happened last night.

That Rat God Cult believer was clearly captured by the security guards during the day, so how come he appeared in a garbage station in the suburbs at night, covered in blood, catching rats to eat?

Did he escape from prison?

And was he seriously injured during the escape?

That should be it...

Thinking about it, Lin Zichen took out his mobile phone and browsed the local news to see if there were any news reports related to the rat man last night.

Unfortunately, after browsing for a whole morning, he did not see any news related to it.

Instead, he browsed a very eye-catching piece of news about mechanical transformation.

"The Machine God Group announced at a press conference at 9 o'clock this morning that it has developed a new mechanical transformation technology and is now recruiting 500 volunteers for human experiments. During this period, there will be monthly subsidies and lifelong insurance. Warm reminder, this experiment has the risk of disability and death."

Monthly subsidies?

Enjoy lifelong insurance?

If the person dies during the experiment, can these two benefits still be retained?

If not, then this is basically a free-for-all...

Lin Zichen was thinking about these things.

...

Soon, the bell rang and all the morning classes were over.

The students rushed out of the classroom one by one and rushed to the cafeteria, fearing that they would have to queue up for food if they were late.

On the contrary, Lin Zichen and Shen Qinghan were not in a hurry at all and were still sitting in their seats.

The two of them brought their own meals from home, just like in junior high school, and did not have to queue up in the cafeteria like other students.

After about a few minutes.

Shen Qinghan put down the pen in her hand, took her and Lin Zichen's lunch boxes, got up and went to the teacher's office to heat up the food.

Not long after, she came back with the heated lunch box.

Lin Zichen took the lunch box and ate while browsing the news on his mobile phone. He had to browse the news related to the Rat God believer last night before he would give up.

Just when he had just finished his meal and was about to wash his lunch box, he finally saw a piece of news about the Rat God Cult believers on his phone.

It was fresh out of the oven, and was just released on the official website of the local official media.

He clicked on it and saw that the content of the report was exactly what he wanted to know, about the Rat God Cult believer who ate rats in the garbage station in the suburbs last night.

"Xiaochen, what are you looking at so fascinated?"

Shen Qinghan, who had just come back from washing the lunch box, saw Lin Zichen still looking at his phone on the seat, and didn't even take the lunch box to wash, and couldn't help but feel a little curious.

"I'm reading the news about the Rat God Cult." Lin Zichen replied casually.

Shen Qinghan was not very interested in the Rat God Cult. Seeing that the oil in Lin Zichen's lunch box was almost solidified, she picked up his lunch box and wanted to help him wash it.

But when she turned around, she saw the two girls who had laughed at her for being a maid before were in the corridor outside, and she immediately stopped timidly, not daring to help Lin Zichen wash the lunch box.

She was afraid that the two girls would laugh at her and call her Lin Zichen's maid after seeing her.

But after thinking about it and struggling for a moment, she finally walked out of the classroom with Lin Zichen's lunch box.

Although it was uncomfortable to be laughed at as Lin Zichen's maid, that was other people's opinion, not Lin Zichen's opinion. Just pretend you didn't hear it and don't care too much.

She thought so, but when she really passed by the two girls with Lin Zichen's lunch box, she was still afraid to hear the word "maid".

Fortunately, none of this happened, and she didn't hear the two girls' laughter along the way.

However, after she walked away, the two girls in the corridor started to say bad things about her.

"See, I told you she was Lin Zichen's personal maid. Now she is helping Lin Zichen wash his lunch box. She is really capable."

"Only those who endure hardships can become superior people. Her martial arts skills are so weak. If she doesn't try to please her master, she won't be able to stay in the elite class in the future."

"Who do you think is the maid?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded in front of the two girls.

Both of them were startled and didn't notice that someone was walking in front of them.

"No, no, you heard it wrong."

After seeing that the person was Lin Zichen, one of the girls explained in panic.

The other girl lowered her head silently, not daring to look directly into Lin Zichen's eyes.

Lin Zichen looked at the two girls in front of him.

One was Wen Yuntong.

The other was Chu Yuxi.

Both of them were at the bottom of the class, only slightly better than Shen Qinghan.

He didn't say much to the two of them, but just said calmly: "Don't let me hear you say bad things about Shen Qinghan again."

The person who spoke was very calm, but the people who listened were very upset.

The two girls were thinking in their hearts, it's over, I have offended Lin Zichen, and my three years of high school are over!

"Also, if you hear other people say bad things about Shen Qinghan, please convey what I just said to them."

After leaving this sentence, Lin Zichen turned and returned to the classroom.

Looking at his back as he left, the two girls breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that from now on, they must not laugh at Shen Qinghan like before.

Otherwise, if they offended Lin Zichen, their days in Shanhai Middle School would be difficult in the future.

...

Time flies.

In a blink of an eye, the bell rang, and the afternoon class also came to an end.

On the way home.

Lin Zichen thought for a while, and finally looked at Shen Qinghan and asked, "You have been feeling very depressed during this period. Is it because you heard someone saying bad things about you?"

"That's true, but actually it's okay. It's nothing to be depressed about."

Shen Qinghan pretended not to care.

Lin Zichen said in a gentle voice: "If you encounter something unhappy in the future, you can talk to me. We are childhood sweethearts who grew up together, so we should talk about anything."

Shen Qinghan nodded: "Yes, I will."

After saying this, the two walked a certain distance without saying anything.

When he was about to get home, Lin Zichen asked: "Do you feel a lot of pressure if you are always ranked last in the class?"

"It's a bit big." Shen Qinghan pursed her lips and said weakly: "But physical talent is destined. No matter how hard I try, I can't keep up with the others in the class."

Lin Zichen disagreed: "Physical talent is destined, but martial arts skills are not. Your physical talent is relatively close to Wen Yuntong and Chu Yuxi. If your martial arts skills far surpass them, you can be in the martial arts arena Defeat them."

"Is this really possible?"

"It can be done." Lin Zichen affirmed: "From now on, I will help you with special training three times a week to train your martial arts skills. By the end of the semester at the latest, you will be able to defeat the two of them on the martial arts stage."

Hearing what Lin Zichen said, Shen Qinghan's originally dim eyes suddenly lit up.

She didn't want to continue to be last in the class.

As long as I can get rid of the label of being last in the class, I will feel much better even if I am said to be a connected person who came in through the back door.

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