Chapter 230: Don't bully the young for being poor?

"Sigh."

Speaking of this, Luo Feng instead stopped paying attention to Zhang Jie's teasing and let out a sigh:

"Since you already know, I won't hide it from you anymore.

I fell in love with Xu Xin the first time I saw her.

But she comes from the Xu family, one of the twelve great families of the HR Alliance in China; she is the eldest daughter of the Xu family.

And me?

Just a worthless poor kid. What right do I have to like her?"

The HR Alliance is an alliance composed of nine super families and financial groups from around the world,

controlling the entire world's economy; even the governments and armies of various countries can only coexist peacefully with them.

The Xu family's status within China is particularly prominent, existing at the level of the head of the twelve great families.

Although he doesn't know why Xu Xin, as the eldest daughter of the Xu family,

would come to the Third High School, a school as ordinary as can be,

instead of those aristocratic high schools teeming with the children of the rich, the powerful, and the strong,

he, who deeply understood the importance of being well-matched in social status, had never expressed this affection.

He had always silently watched over her, hiding this love deep in his heart.

"That is indeed a problem."

Zhang Jie nodded in agreement.

Xu Xin, whether in terms of figure, appearance, or family background, is in the top 0.001% of the world.

If Luo Feng hadn't later displayed absolute talent, being torn apart as a couple would have been directly foreseeable.

If Luo Feng were to be unappreciative, it wouldn't be impossible for him to vanish from the face of the earth.

Having experienced multiple worlds, he no longer held any hope for the integrity of these major powers.

Although being well-matched in social status is a decadent concept criticized by young people pursuing love,

it must be said that this thing has been able to exist for thousands of years,

and it is foreseeable that it will continue into the distant future; naturally, there is some reason for its existence.

The gap between Luo Feng and Xu Xin is just too large; the fact that even their lives could be lost is truly terrifying.

"However, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; don't bully the young for being poor!

One day, you will be able to stand upright and dignified in front of Xu Xin and the Xu family to propose to her."

After all, he was his good brother, so Zhang Jie comfortingly fed him a bowl of "poisonous chicken soup."

Anyway, according to the development of the plot, this wife of Luo Feng's wouldn't be going anywhere, so he didn't need to worry.

Luo Feng, listening to the poisonous chicken soup, rolled his eyes directly: "What 'don't bully the young for being poor'?

I think it's 'don't bully the middle-aged for being poor, don't bully the elderly for being poor; the dead are the most important, the tears of a grave robber,' right?"

He, Luo Feng, is also an expert at surfing the internet; he handles all kinds of memes with ease, okay?

the most important thing is that Spirit Readers have a huge advantage compared to martial artists of the same level.

Zhang Jie patted his chest, looking as sincere as could be.

But this was also the truth; according to the settings, Luo Feng reached the realm of a Void Lord, who can create and destroy universes,

as easily as blinking an eye; isn't that exactly getting what one wishes for?

"Thank you for having so much confidence in me."

Luo Feng felt like he was going to roll his eyes again.

But having such a good brother is really not bad.

"The teacher is here!"

Following an exclamation from a classmate near the door, the previously noisy Class 3 of the second year instantly quieted down.

Classmates who had been chatting heatedly one after another shifted their gazes to the books in front of them,

putting on an appearance of studying hard.

However, the action of occasionally raising their heads to glance at the door exposed their true inner thoughts.

Well, they hadn't reached the third year yet, so these students didn't have much of a sense of urgency.

With the teacher here, Zhang Jie and Luo Feng also stopped chatting and focused their energy on studying.

Although their golden fingers had arrived, the teacher's majesty was still not to be defied at this moment.

The teacher of Class 3 of the second year was a gentle middle-aged man,

of medium build, with a broad face and a sense of approachability.

The only flaw was that he had become prematurely bald just after turning thirty.

The "Mediterranean" on his head spread day by day as time passed,

and the day when every single strand of hair could be numbered was probably not far off.

After Zhang Jie learned that the teacher also had the strength of a high-level martial arts academy student,

he could only sigh that it seemed the Martial Path couldn't save one from the troubles of hair loss either!

Well, at least it couldn't save it at the very beginning.

As for later, when one could fly through the sky and escape the earth, and break mountains and rivers with martial arts, could one not save a bald head?

If it really didn't work, one could just shave everyone else's head bald.

Is the Martial Path such an inconvenient thing?

"Zhang Jie, Luo Feng, the two of you come to my office!"

As soon as class ended, the teacher called out the names of the two guys who had been distracted and absent-minded during class.

Once they arrived at the office, the teacher, holding a thermos, said earnestly:

"Luo Feng, I understand your family situation.

You are the future pillar of your family, so you cannot be slack.

There is only one year left until the college entrance examination; you cannot relax."

Luo Feng, knowing he shouldered a heavy responsibility, felt ashamed of his behavior of being distracted in class:

"Teacher's instruction is correct; I guarantee it won't happen again."

"Hmm."

Seeing that Luo Feng was teachable, the teacher nodded with satisfaction and then turned his gaze to Zhang Jie.

Thinking of Zhang Jie's tragic life experience, his gaze couldn't help but soften a bit:

"A-Jie, I know you are sad in your heart,

but I think your parents' spirits in heaven wouldn't want you to torture yourself like this."

"Ah?"

Zhang Jie was stunned: he was just too excited last night!

What had the teacher imagined?

The teacher had an expression of "Teacher understands everything":

"Study and practice well; I will try my best to fight for scholarships for you from the school."

Zhang Jie felt that this couldn't go on, otherwise heaven knows what the teacher would imagine.

He said: "Teacher, both Crazy and I have broken through to high-level martial arts academy students."

"Broken through, huh."

The teacher, thinking it was some small breakthrough, nodded indifferently.

Increasing punching power by ten or twenty kilograms is also a small breakthrough, something worth being happy about.

But the next second, his voice suddenly rose high:

"What, both of you have broken through to high-level martial arts academy students?"

"Yes."

Zhang Jie admitted it directly.

Although he considered his strength to have already surpassed a high-level warrior,

and even if a War General came, he would dare to spar,

but you just asked if he had broken through to a high-level martial arts academy student.

"Me too."

Not yet having the momentum of a cosmic bully running rampant,

Luo Feng, who was a good student, said honestly.

"This, this..."

The teacher was so excited he couldn't speak for a moment; this surprise came too suddenly, and he wasn't prepared.

High-level martial arts academy students, there were only three among all the students in the school,

and two of them were third-year students graduating next year; now two appeared in his class at once.

Shouldn't the principal promote him and give him a raise immediately?

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, where his hairline had significantly retreated, due to excitement:

'It's not impossible for me to be the Dean of Academic Affairs!'

"Let's go, we're going to the school's testing room!"

The teacher, knowing that Zhang Jie and Luo Feng wouldn't speak nonsense, stood up from his chair at once,

and impatiently led the two of them toward the school's testing room. ===== CHAPTER 231 =====