Adrian Xu and the League of Schools Chapter 2

Adrian Xu heard this name no less than six times in one day.

As soon as the teachers of each subject came in, they said, "Guess who is the top student in the grade this time? Forget it, no need to guess, there is no suspense. But I still have to say that Nathan Shao is more than 20 points ahead of the second place student this time."

Then he distributed more than 30 copies of the high-scoring test papers to the students: "Look at their solution ideas, and then look at yours."

At first Adrian Xu didn't know which one was Shao and which one was Zhan. When the test paper was passed to him from the front of the line, he stretched out his hand to take it and was about to throw it aside when he accidentally saw the handwriting on the photocopied paper.

It’s not that he wanted to see it, but the handwriting was so good that it was hard to ignore.

The writing is vigorous and a bit cursive. Adrian Xu himself is also a "cursive" writer, but this cursive writing is obviously of high quality, and is different from his casual drawings.

Some students have already started bragging: "The writing of the God of Learning...I can't write like this even if I practice calligraphy for ten years. Is this something a human can write?"

"Shao Pin," the teacher looked at Adrian Xu as he spoke, "I don't expect you to write like this. I just hope that some of the students in our class can write in a way that people can understand. If they don't know how to answer the questions, they won't even get marks on the paper."

Adrian Xu, who didn't get any points for the paper, folded the paper and stuffed it under the desk.

Adrian Xu's campus life has always been plain and boring.

Sleeping, playing games, and standing in the corridor as punishment.

There is no fourth possibility.

In the last biology class in the afternoon, the teacher asked him to stand up and answer questions.

Adrian Xu threw his phone on the table and stood up half a beat later: "Teacher, I didn't hear you clearly, can you say it again?"

The biology teacher was already furious when he saw the student sitting in a corner playing with his phone for most of the class. He immediately turned cold and said, "It's in the book. Do you know which page we are talking about now?" The biology teacher held back his anger and pointed him in the right direction, "Page 4."

Adrian Xu picked up an English book and flipped through a few pages: "Fill in the blanks with words?"

...

The whole class was silent.

"Ah," Adrian Xu realized something from this deadly silent silence, "Isn't this English class?"

Two minutes later, Adrian Xu walked out of the classroom with his mobile phone and the power bank he got from his deskmate, stood with his back against the railing, and indirectly met the students from Class 6 next door through the open classroom door.

The phone vibrated twice.

It’s a message from Tyler Zhang.

-Boss, are you being punished by standing again?

-roll.

-I thought we were so far apart that I wouldn't be able to see you often, but it turned out that I saw your heroic figure almost every time I looked out into the corridor during every class.

-You can come out and stand for a while so you can see me more clearly.

-That’s not necessary... I’m just waving at you as a token of my appreciation, can you see that?

Adrian Xu raised his eyes and saw a hand reaching out from the window at the end of the corridor.

He lowered his head again and replied: Fcuk, are you stupid?

Tyler Zhang asked again: Do you want to go to the Internet cafe tonight? The old place?

Adrian Xu did not return in time. He retired from the chat box. Recently, he was lying quietly in the contact list, and his note was "Mom".

The message was received two days ago.

This question is beyond the scope:

[Mom]: Have you arrived at school?

[Mom]: I asked you to stay at home but you refused. Just study hard and I won’t care about anything else. If you really can’t concentrate on your studies, it’s ok for you to graduate successfully.

[Mom]: You are in the second year of high school now. I asked you to study for someone other than me. What do you plan to do in the future?!

Adrian Xu took a look at it twice, his expression unchanged, and then replied to Tyler Zhang with "OK".

After replying, he put the phone back into his trouser pocket, moved his fingers, and his index finger accidentally pressed on the second joint of his thumb, with a "click" sound.

The biology teacher was writing on the blackboard when he glanced outside inadvertently. He noticed that the boys in the corridor were standing in a disorderly manner, leaning against the railing as if they had no bones. So he frowned and turned his eyes away.

The biology teacher put down the chalk and said, "Okay, get out of class is over. I asked the class representative to take photos of a few additional questions and send them to the group... And the guy outside, come in." When the biology teacher said this, he looked towards the corridor again.

The corridor was empty, no one was there. Adrian Xu had already left the get out of class when the bell rang.

There is an old residential area near the school. Outside the winding alleys with white walls and gray tiles has developed into a commercial street with jewelry stores, snack shops... and even a black Internet cafe where you can access the Internet without an ID card.

The Internet cafe is hidden away. You can enter through the back door of the small restaurant, go up to the second floor, and push open the glass door.

Adrian Xu is a frequent customer of that Internet cafe.

Tyler Zhang didn't live on campus. When he packed his schoolbag and rushed over with a few friends, Adrian Xu had already occupied the computer in the corner. This old man didn't play games either. He wore headphones and bent one leg on the edge of the chair, watching a movie.

"What is this? Why is there no plot?" Tyler Zhang paid the money and threw his schoolbag on the ground. While waiting for the computer to start up, he leaned over to look at Adrian Xu's computer screen. After a while, he found that he couldn't understand it, so he had to look at the title instead. "...BBC: The Power of Art. Fcuk, a documentary?"

Adrian Xu held the mouse with one hand and dragged the progress bar.

Tyler Zhang asked a soul-searching question: "You are watching this in an Internet cafe? Why don't you just watch the news broadcast?"

Adrian Xu didn't seem to be watching the documentary very seriously. He raised his hand and moved the earphones back a little so that he could hear Tyler Zhang more easily. "The news broadcast is at 7 o'clock and it hasn't started yet."

Tyler Zhang: ...

Adrian Xu turned off the documentary: "I was just kidding, let's play the game."

Adrian Xu played a few games with them. During the game, Tyler Zhang received a call. His mother scolded him on the other end of the phone, "You want to die? It's so late and you haven't come home yet." Tyler Zhang lied with his eyes open: "I don't understand a few questions. I stayed to ask my classmates..."

Tyler Zhang's mother didn't believe her child's lies: "You are talking nonsense! Is your classmate next to you? Why didn't I hear anyone talking about the questions?"

Tyler Zhang was left with nowhere else to go and had to look to Adrian Xu for help.

Adrian Xu cooperated with him while typing on the keyboard, and said in a serious manner: "This question is actually quite simple."

Tyler Zhang signaled to him with his eyes, "If you can talk nonsense, talk more."

Adrian Xu: "I told you to write."

Adrian Xu dressed up quite well, and dragged out the ending syllable for half a beat: "'jie', colon."

Tyler Zhang: ...

"And then?" Tyler Zhang waited for a long time but got no further information. "... Tell me more."

Adrian Xu: "Yes

This question is beyond the scope:

Then you can look at the next question."

...

Fortunately, Tyler Zhang's mother couldn't hear what Adrian Xu said over the phone: "Then come back early after you finish talking to your classmates about the topic. Mom made your favorite braised pork."

Tyler Zhang was pressed to the point where he couldn't delay any longer. Before he got off the plane with his schoolbag on his back, he yelled in his heart: It doesn't matter who he asks for help. Even the administrator of the black internet cafe may have learned the high school knowledge more thoroughly than the person next to him!

Tyler Zhang hung up the phone and said, "Boss, I can understand your explanation immediately."

Adrian Xu cleared the troops and said, "You're welcome."

"Then I'll go back first."

Before leaving, Tyler Zhang said, "Don't be too late. School has just started. It would be bad if you get caught."

Adrian Xu unscrewed the mineral water bottle beside him and responded, but his response was extremely perfunctory.

"You go back,"

Adrian Xu said, "They can't catch me.  

Adrian Xu stayed in the Internet cafe until dark. He watched the BBC documentary to the end and felt a little tired. He leaned back, took off his headphones and planned to go to the front desk to buy some food.

In addition to instant noodles, there were some duck legs and chicken feet at the front desk. Adrian Xu took a quick look and had no appetite, so he just picked up a mint candy from the side.

After buying it, I opened one and put it in my mouth, then opened the door and went to the stairwell to get some fresh air.

After taking only two steps, there was a "bang" sound coming from the place where miscellaneous items were piled up in the stairwell.

"That's all the money?"

"The money for tomorrow's breakfast is here too. I really don't have any more..." It was a boy, and his voice was timid.

boom---!

There was the sound of something being kicked over again.

"I told you that if you can't collect 200 this time, don't blame us for being rude," the man who kicked the things said in a hoarse voice, "Are you looking for a beating?"

This kind of black Internet cafe is a high-risk area.

It's not uncommon for this kind of thing to happen when there are good and bad people here.

The candy in Adrian Xu's mouth felt particularly cold. He leaned against the wall and listened for a while, then bit the candy into pieces and walked casually towards the pile of groceries.

There were four people standing in the circle surrounded by groceries. They had yellow hair that seemed to be inherited from their ancestors and were not wearing school uniforms. They were probably not students of No. 6 Middle School. The gray-blue school uniform on the one who was surrounded was very conspicuous.

"I'm sorry, please let me go. I will give it to you tomorrow, tomorrow..."

After counting the more than 100 yuan in their hands, the four yellow-haired men looked at each other and laughed: "Tomorrow? The amount won't be the same tomorrow."

They didn't laugh for long, because as soon as they finished speaking, the man holding the money was patted on the shoulder from behind.

"---Who is it?!"

"It doesn't matter who I am," Adrian Xu walked forward and put his hand on the man's shoulder, as if they were brothers, but the words he said were completely different, "You are too noisy."

The bad boy holding the money turned his head and was stunned when he saw Adrian Xu.

To be fair, although Adrian Xu has a bad reputation, he still attracts a lot of attention in school with this face.

Black T-shirt, dark blue jeans, earrings.

Apart from the attire that didn't look like that of a serious student, Adrian Xu had delicate and sharp eyebrows, with the corners of his eyes slightly upturned. He looked absent-minded, but there was still a hint of wildness in his eyes that couldn't be concealed. Anyone who saw him would think that he looked like a bad student who was often given disciplinary notices.

Most importantly, it looks better than them.

This question is beyond the scope:

, more like here to rob money.

"You..." The bad boy who took the money was overwhelmed by his attitude and choked up and said, "Are you here to rob money too?"

Adrian Xu smiled: "You can understand it this way."

Adrian Xu put down his hand on his shoulder, flexed his wrist, and asked casually: "How much did you take from him? Do you want to wait for me to do it, or do you want to pay for it yourself?"
 
Bad boy: ...

The four yellow-haired guys were scared away.

They are only sixteen or seventeen years old, and they just come out to scare people. They only pick on the weak ones, but when they meet someone who looks tougher than them, they dare not be arrogant.

He didn't care about anything else and just took out all the money in his pocket and threw it on the ground. He said, "I'm sorry, brother. I didn't know this was your territory," and ran down the stairs.

Adrian Xu bent down to pick up the money scattered on the ground, folded it neatly and squatted down.

The one wearing the No. 6 Middle School uniform was still sitting on the ground shivering. When he saw Adrian Xu squatting down, his first reaction was: "I really have no money, really no money..." TAT.

Adrian Xu: ...

Do I look like a money grabber?

Adrian Xu didn't say anything, just stuffed the stack of money into his hand, stood up and walked back, pushed open the door of the Internet cafe, and then threw down a sentence: "Don't come to this kind of place again."

Adrian Xu stayed in the Internet cafe until almost nine o'clock before getting off.

It was already dark outside, and the street lights on both sides of the road extended outward along the street.

The school gates are locked at 6:30, but the dormitory building is open until 10:00, but you can’t get into the school, so it’s useless even if it’s open until dawn.

Adrian Xu walked around to the back door of the school with familiarity.

The school's back door is right next to the dormitory building and is closed all year round. A thick iron chain is tied to the rusty iron door. The entire wall surrounds the boys' dormitory building. The one closest to the wall is for the second year of high school, and its orientation is almost directly opposite the back door.

He stepped on the rocks under the wall and climbed up the wall. The boy was tall and had long legs, so he flipped over effortlessly. His back was bent and stretched out in an arc. He let go of his hands, swung one leg down, and was about to jump down when he saw a person walking towards him from the opposite side.

The man was very tall, with a school bag on one shoulder, and the sleeves of his school uniform rolled up, revealing half of his wrists. The gray-blue school uniform that was ranked third from the bottom in the district was different on him.

It was too far away to see the face clearly, and when the person walked under the street light, Adrian Xu discovered a more important problem.

He cursed under his breath.

Hold.

What good luck.

His flawless record of climbing over the wall to leave school was destroyed today.