Poverty is really terrifying, it even made the protagonist bow his head.
It was already after school, and most people in the classroom had left.
Shang Yanting stepped into Niu Chuanchuan's classroom, finding the seat in the far corner.
"Brother Yan!"
Niu Chuanchuan's face finally showed a trace of joy when he saw the visitor.
Shang Yanting, forced to come here, was a bit displeased. He looked at Niu Chuanchuan's seat, then at the makeshift wall of schoolbags he made, "Why aren't you sitting in the back row?"
"Huh?"
He didn't quite understand what the other person was saying.
"Turning into this cowardly state over a small matter, a garbage dump suits you better."
Shang Yanting's insults were slow and methodical, making them particularly humiliating.
Niu Chuanchuan blushed at his words.
Jia Xitong was a bit confused, hoping he would comfort Niu Chuanchuan instead!
