The Plane Trading System of the Doomsday Master

"Classmates, look over here. Come on, Yuan Zhuan, come up to the podium. Classmates, this is our new friend from Class 5, Grade 3. Yuan Zhuan, please introduce yourself."

"Hello everyone, my name is Yuan Zhuan. I'm about to turn nine. I'm glad to meet you all. Please give me your advice." What an official statement.

"Very good. Now, let's welcome the new students with a round of applause." Teacher Sun clapped his hands with a smile.

However, there was only applause in the class, so that the smile on Teacher Sun's face became a little stiff.

"Well, cough... Yuan Zhuan, you sit in the second row and the third row from the bottom."

"Okay, teacher." Yuan Zhuan smiled and scanned every young face, and he probably understood which ones were thorns.

"Wait a moment, teacher, Brother Han doesn't like to sit with others, he will be disturbed." Wei Ding raised his hand to speak, but his eyes were directed at Yuan Zhuan.

"Well, then take the fourth seat." Teacher Sun was a little embarrassed by the rebuttal.

"Teacher, I too..."

"Weiding, if you keep looking for trouble like this, I'll call your grandpa!" Teacher Sun warned in a deep voice.

"...Okay." Wei Ding couldn't say anything at the moment. He just squinted at Yuan Zhuan who was walking over and stepped on the empty seat next to him, leaving black ash on the white wooden stool.

Yuan Zhuan stood on the edge of the seat, looking down at the little boy sitting next to him, "Are you going to clean it for me yourself, or should I clean it for you?" Who is so used to him?

Perhaps no one had ever dared to speak to him like this, or perhaps he had never encountered such direct words. The classroom where there were some whispers suddenly fell silent, except for the head teacher who had already walked away quickly.

Everyone's eyes were gathered in one place, some were stunned, stunned, surprised, dazed, and some were watching the show.

"What did you say?" Wei Ding laughed angrily, crossed his arms over his chest from his seat, and stood up.

"It seems you chose the latter." Yuan Zhuan smiled, stretched out his hand to grab Wei Ding's sleeve, pulled it forward, and pressed it.

'簌簌~'

Okay, the stool is clean. Yuan Zhuan sat down with satisfaction and began to sort out the new books in his schoolbag and place them on the table one by one.

The direction of things was so weird that Yuan Zhuan packed his schoolbag and sat down to wait for class before Wei Ding, Han Yu and others realized what was going on.

"Yuan Zhuan, right? Wait!" Wei Ding stood up in embarrassment. The math teacher walked in at this time. Wei Ding suppressed his movements and sat back down.

This math class was very difficult for Wei Ding and his team, but Yuan Zhuan listened silently from beginning to end and followed the teacher in writing questions.

When the get out of class bell rang, the teacher took the books and thermos cups, but everyone else's eyes were all directed to the back row.

Even if he wanted to ignore it, there was no other way. The math teacher put the books and thermos cup back on the podium.

His eyes also fell on the newcomer Yuan Zhuan.

"How are you, new classmate? Can you keep up with the teacher's ideas?"

"Okay, teacher." Yuan Zhuan nodded. He studied history in his previous life and was average in mathematics, physics and chemistry, but now he is only in the third grade. It's really not difficult. The reason why the entrance exam is so difficult is because he doesn't want to go to the top class.

"That's good, Wei Ding, come to the office with me."

Wei Ding didn't expect that Lao Qi would find out. He rolled his eyes angrily and glared at a girl who was looking down at a book. Then he stood up angrily and left with huge movements.

Wei Ding went out, and the classroom began to buzz.

Han Yu didn't say a word the whole time, just looking at Yuan Zhuan's back thoughtfully.

Xiao Yue raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect this newcomer to have such a personality. Judging from his posture, he seemed to be the kind who would do it if he didn't accept it. Obviously, he was not afraid of trouble.

Suddenly, she understood a little bit what her mother meant by saying that people should not be judged by their appearance.

During get out of class time, everyone walked in and out talking quietly. When passing Yuan Zhuan, they were all cautious, as if they were afraid of getting something on them.

"Yuan Zhuan." A male voice sounded.

Everyone look over.

Yuan Zhuan looked up and saw a little boy with a flat head and black face.

"Is something wrong?" Yuan Zhuan was really speechless at these naive children.

"Ha, nothing happened. I just heard that you offended Wei Ding. Come and see what you look like. Do you know who Wei Ding is?"

"Not interested." Yuan Zhuan was too lazy to respond and lowered his head to flip through the book.

The boy didn't care, but kept talking to himself, "He is the third son of the mayor's family." The pride in his words was as if he himself was Wei Ding, and he made no secret of his intention to watch a good show.

"Oh." Yuan Zhuan didn't even raise his head.

boy:……

The people around me:...

bell……

Ok……

Wei Ding stepped on the bell and walked into the back door of the classroom.

Another focus of attention.

There was no other action until Wei Ding sat down and the teacher stepped onto the podium.

Xiao Yue and Qin Man looked at each other, looked at Han Yu who was dazed in the back seat, and then looked at Wei Ding who was reading seriously. Finally, they curled their lips and concentrated on listening to the lecture.

After every class, students from other classes would almost come over to see who Yuan Zhuan was and who had offended Wei Ding. The protagonist at the center of the accident was always as indifferent as ever. Someone spoke to her, whether it was with good intentions or not. With good intentions, they respond politely and end in silence.

A peaceful day, everyone thought it was over.

Yuan Zhuan walked to the gate with her schoolbag on her back and was thinking about whether to skip a grade. If she skipped a grade, she would have to be top-notch. Top-notch would mean participating in many unnecessary competitions or spending more time studying. , I’m afraid she doesn’t have time to run a supermarket chain.

Yes, after thinking about it for a few days, Yuan Zhuan decided to open a chain of supermarkets. Zhang Xiaoxiao would need to purchase large quantities of goods in the future, and her supply would have to keep up. Her small shop would not be able to handle these supplies. , in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, she had to make the stall bigger so that the purchase of large quantities of materials could be justified.

After making the decision, Yuan Zhuan was a little annoyed that he was too young and was restricted in too many places.

As they walked to the school gate, they saw several little boys and girls gathering together and talking about something, looking towards the campus from time to time.

When Yuan Zhuan passed by, someone called her, "Yuan Zhuan."

Hearing the sound, Yuan Zhuan's eyebrows came together and it was Wei Ding again.

You brat who has nothing to do but looks for trouble!

"Is something wrong?" Yuan Zhuan narrowed his eyes, his unhappiness finally showing.

Wei Ding sneered and walked forward, "What is your relationship with Principal Xu's family?"

The person behind Yuan Zhuan has been spread to the ears of every teacher in Class 3 of the fifth year. This was deliberately spread by Yang Ailan. She was worried that Yuan Zhuan would suffer a disadvantage in the school.

When Wei Ding was called over, the math teacher told the truth. Although Wei Ding was not afraid of Principal Xu, he was the leader of the bureau after all, so he had to avoid making trouble and try not to cause trouble. Moreover, the principal repeatedly told Yuan that Principal Xu would Zhuan was taken very seriously, and he was a student who Madam Xu had carefully told to pay special attention to. If Wei Ding and the others really did something to him, Madam Xu would be furious, and they couldn't afford it.

"Neighbor." Yuan Zhuan thought about it and understood the whole story.

"Neighbor?" Who are you kidding? Can a neighbor make Mr. Xu’s wife pay special attention to him? Do you think he is stupid?

Yuan Zhuan's indifference seemed to Wei Ding to be extremely perfunctory.

"Weiding, we have no grievances, right? Or who ordered you to cause trouble for me?"