Chapter 80

The first day of classes was normal.

Chinese, mathematics, English, chemistry... Probably because of elite education, in addition to these compulsory courses for all junior and senior high school students, there is also a necessary etiquette course for the upper class.

And after a whole day, the number of medals Lin Xiaodong has harvested is:

One.

Ranked last.

This only one medal, or the teacher accidentally burned a big hole in his textbook when he did an experiment in the chemistry class, and compensated him with guilt. However, it is not surprising that the teacher was biased. The other fifteen children actively raised their hands to speak up in class in order to win the medal, which was in stark contrast to Lin Xiaodong, who was sleeping by the window.

System: "If you go on like this, you're going to run out of food."

"No hurry," Lin Xiaodong, who had read all the information, did not panic at all, "The big head is still behind."

According to the plot, in addition to the rewards in the classroom, they will soon start the real competition. In addition, there is also a close contact with Lin Pei, allowing this picky and demanding man to judge each of them. - These rewards are the real big deal.

His relaxed attitude quickly caught Ye Shiyuan's attention.

After Friday's selection, the man deliberately called Lin Xiaodong aside and said earnestly: "Xiaodong, I know you don't want to participate in this selection, but don't be too perfunctory. Your performance and achievements here will be the same in the future. It is to be reported to the head of the family, even if your uncle and aunt don't want to see you, it is still necessary to leave a good impression on the head of the family."

The members of the Lin family are located in various industries around the world, and being selected into the castle already represents a certain qualification.

Ye Shiyuan is really worried about Lin Xiaodong. Does this child know that as long as Lin Pei speaks a word, he will not only be able to live comfortably in the future, but also very likely to take his parents' inheritance from his uncle and aunt?

"You mean Lin Pei?" Lin Xiaodong blinked his eyes and put his hands in a circle, "But I don't think it's necessary. I just want to paint, will it help me to draw a good impression on him? ?"

"This..." Ye Shiyuan was at a loss for words.

In terms of art, the Lin family is really not involved much.

Although if Lin Pei wanted to, he could invite one of the top painters in the country with one word, but Ye Shiyuan himself didn't think that Lin Pei would pay attention to these trivial matters.

"Anyway, you need to be a little more careful, after all, you are the oldest here." Ye Shiyuan said euphemistically, "Anyway, set an example for those children."

Lin Xiaodong smiled and said indifferently, "I know Brother Ye."

Seeing the young man's back, Ye Shiyuan tilted his head helplessly and asked the supervisor, "This kid, do you think he is really stupid or fake?"

He had heard from the supervisor that after a week, the sixteen children had already become acquainted with each other and started walking in pairs. Only Lin Xiaodong is still alone.

Although the curriculum is usually very tight, the teachers basically do not leave too much homework for them. When there is no internet, these children either go to the library to read or play on the lawn by the lake with their companions.

Lin Xiaodong, on the other hand, held his easel and began to sketch in every corner of the castle, without the slightest desire to integrate into the small group.

"According to his usual performance," the supervisor sighed, "it should have been discovered, but I don't care much. This kid is really big-hearted, and he is very sincere in dealing with people, but he doesn't like to do those tricks. Not suitable for the Lin family."

Ye Shiyuan nodded thoughtfully.

As the main person in charge of this event, he has to write analysis reports of sixteen children to Lin Pei every week. Now Lin Xiaodong is the only one left who doesn't know how to write - but now, Ye Shiyuan knows how to write.

That afternoon, the report was placed on Lin Pei's desk.

The dark-haired man sitting in the shadows looked out the window silently. Under the golden sunlight, the clear lake water was sparkling. Several youthful children were playing with each other by the lake. Their smiles were pure and innocent. Lin Pei's indifferent expression could not be touched in any way.

His left hand still had a hanging needle, and although his right hand was hanging in the air, the back of his hand was covered with dense needle eyes. The once firm and strong arms have become pale and thin due to the long bed rest, and even the pajamas appear a little empty on the body.

"Patriarch, I have already written the report." Ye Shiyuan saw that he was fascinated, so he had to take the initiative to remind him.

Lin Pei said without turning his head, "Let's put it there, I'll take a look."

Ye Shiyuan paused for a while, but couldn't help but suggest: "Patriarch, the sun is so good today, if you are willing to go down for a walk, I believe the children will definitely be willing to chat with you."

Hearing this, Lin Pei finally turned his head.

The man sat in the wheelchair and glanced at him lightly, with a hint of chilling warning in his gloomy eyes.

"It's not necessary," he said coldly, "Just handle the tasks I gave you, don't worry about what you shouldn't do."

Ye Shiyuan's throat tightened, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Yes."

Lin Pei has not left the castle for a whole year.

Ye Shiyuan thought that men could be infected by the pure happiness of those children, but he forgot that when a person is in great misfortune, the happiness of others is just the salt sprinkled on the wound.

He was a little disheartened and was about to turn around and leave, but Lin Pei behind him suddenly stopped him: "Wait a minute."

"The kid who was crying out for sleep that night," Lin Pei asked Ye Shiyuan's eyes, frowning slightly, his expression was a little strange, but he didn't seem angry, "I was arranged by you in my bedroom downstairs. Live, what's his name?"

Ye Shiyuan was taken aback: "You mean Lin Xiaodong...?"

"Lin Xiaodong?" Lin Pei snorted softly, "Okay, I understand, let's go."

He picked up the information on the table and read it without anyone else, obviously he didn't want to continue the conversation with Ye Shiyuan.

But when only Lin Pei was left in this huge room, his fingers unconsciously turned to the page marked Lin Xiaodong. The teenager wore a crumpled high school uniform and smiled brightly in the blue-backed ID photo.

Brilliant is overdone.

"It's stupid." Lin Pei commented unceremoniously, but his eyes quickly swept over the comments given to him by the teachers of various subjects.

"Mediocre", "featureless", "careless"... are not good words.

You know, in the Lin family, "ordinary" means "no cure".

Only the teacher of the art class gave him a fairly positive evaluation. He said that Lin Xiaodong has a very keen perception of color, but lacks the ability to grasp shapes and lack of sketching skills. He is an amateur who draws entirely by inspiration and intuition. .

Not even a painter.

Lin Pei was very puzzled that such a "talent" would appear in the Lin family. He turned to the last page, but raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw his most capable subordinate's comprehensive analysis of Lin Xiaodong.

*

After another week, under the vicious circle of making ends meet, Lin Xiaodong's medal is finally about to bottom out.

"Idiot," Lynch deliberately walked up to him and laughed at him before dinner, "Would you like me to lend you a few medals? Lest you really starve to death here, and you'll lose our family's face at that time."

"Really?" Lin Xiaodong smiled nonchalantly and said to him in a low voice, "However, I also have a question: why did the game console that the little fat guy redeemed for the medals broke after a few days, and it was inexplicable. land in your bag?"

Lynch's face turned pale in an instant.

"You... you actually stole my bag!?" He glared at Lin Xiaodong fiercely, but his expression was a little stern.

"I don't." Lin Xiaodong rubbed his head with a smile, looking at Lin Qi's humiliated face but not daring to resist, he was in a good mood, "If you don't believe me, you can ask your classmates, but when I was sketching, the teacher asked me to do so. Bringing your bag to the lawn, we're cousins ​​after all. You didn't zip it up, do you blame me?"

As he said that, he also hugged Lynch's shoulders affectionately, pointed to the braised lion's head, pickled fish and old hen soup on the menu, and asked with an amiable expression: "My dear cousin, your brother I can't afford to eat anymore, but I have a disease that will kill me if I don't eat meat, you see...?"

Lynch: "...Go to hell!"

But he glanced at the other boys and girls around him, took a deep breath, still shaking his hands and helping Lin Xiaodong exchange a bunch of big fish and meat with his medal.

"Wow!" The aroma was fragrant, and the greed of several gluttons was immediately ushered in.

"Lynch, you are so generous. I thought you and your brother didn't have a good relationship. I don't usually see you two talking together." A little girl with braided horns envied.

She was the one who exchanged dolls back then, and she hasn't eaten meat for two or three days now. Looking at the steaming sauerkraut fish, she looked at Lin Xiaodong eagerly and asked, "Brother, can I have a taste?"

Lin Xiaodong is very generous, after all, he is generous to others: "It's okay, I can't finish it by myself anyway. My cousin treats you today, everyone can eat whatever you want!"

Amidst the loud cheers, Lynch's face turned blue with anger.

This is a braised lion head that even he can't bear to eat!

After a meal, all the children except Lynch were very satisfied. The short-haired girl who has won the most medals so far has the expression of discovering the new world, and staring at Lynch is like seeing a big head, and he looks at him with a chill.

"You wait for me!"

Before leaving the cafeteria, Lynch was still unwilling, gnashing his teeth and threatening Lin Xiaodong with his mouth.

System: "Aren't you afraid that he will take the opportunity to destroy the evidence?"

"Destroy it, kill it, anyway, I can't use this to blackmail him all the time." Lin Xiaodong thought very clearly, a meal is probably the bottom line of Lynch's patience, otherwise this kid would rather surrender than let him repeatedly lick the wool of.

It is estimated that tonight, Lynch will sneak out and bury the game console in the garden.

There is a curfew in the castle, but the rounds are usually after ten o'clock in the evening, after which no one patrols the corridors. Lin Xiaodong kept letting the system pay attention to the movement of Lynch's room. When the system reminded him that Lynch had passed through the corridor, he also quietly opened the door, walked to the next stairs, and coughed heavily:

"cough!"

After a brief silence, there was a mess of footsteps in the corridor below, mingled with a painful groan. It is estimated that this kid, Lynch, didn't look at his feet when he escaped. He fell but didn't dare to scream, so he could only hold back.

Lin Xiaodong grinned silently, and was about to go back to his room when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a man sitting in the corridor above the stairs, looking down at him from above.

He and the man looked at each other, stunned.

At this moment, a cold shout came from a distance: "Who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night? Lynch, stop for me!"

Lynch choked his breath and had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky and walked over with his head down.

And Lin Xiaodong, who was hiding at the entrance of the stairs, was also surprised - why is it so late, the supervisor is still conscientiously waiting for the rabbit?

But at this time, the supervisor had already caught Lynch, and he walked over from the corridor with a flashlight. If he went downstairs now, he would be caught 100%. Climbing up the stairs... This is an unsolvable stalemate.

Lin Xiaodong's heart was beating, suddenly an idea came up, and he climbed upstairs, ignoring the icy gaze of the man in the wheelchair, and went around behind him cheekily, pushing the wheelchair all the way to the large window in the corridor on the second floor, pretending to be a The deputy pushes people over to watch the moon late at night.

Lin Pei, who was trying hard to grasp the bottle to feel the speed and passion: "..."

presumptuous! ! !

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