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Yun Zhu was now studying in first grade at Longmen City's best primary school, Wuning Yi Elementary School.
Wuning Yi Elementary School was the best school in Longmen City, such as Longmen Yi Middle School and Di Yi High School where Yun Jian and Yun Yi studied.
Yun Jian boarded the bus and arrived at the gate of Wuning Yi Elementary School.
He had just been dismissed from school, so he still carried a shoulder bag, directly coming to pick up Yun Zhu before he could do anything about it.
It is a public school with a high-quality teaching faculty. Those who could enroll in it, of course, were wealthy people.
As soon as the children are expelled from school, their parents pick them up at the classroom door.
Traffic outside the school gates. In 1998, it was more common to see parents pick up their children on bicycles. There are also those who use motorcycles, but they are a minority. As for the cars parked there, the number could be counted with one hand.
Therefore, parents who pick up their children by car like to drive to the schoolyard to show off their symbols of wealth.
Yun Jian boarded a public bus here, not choosing to pick Yun Zhu up in his famous Ferrari sports car.
Children this age are still in elementary school but there is already a trend of taking part in the classroom. This is especially evident in children whose parents have only taught playing with their wealthy classmates from a young age. This way, their children will also benefit from a rich background of friends.
Regardless, Yun Jian did not want his sister to be the kid in the class who was friends because of her money.
Following his parents to the gates of Wuning Yi Elementary School, Yun Jian immediately arrived at Yun Zhu's classroom.
The protruding triangular plate hangs outside the door of the printed grade with a few big red words—Class 1.
This was the class that Yun Zhu was in. With the bag on his shoulder, Yun Jian walked over there, looked inside from the window in the corridor, and saw little Yun Zhu sitting upright in the first row with his eyes fixed on the teacher. .
Yun Zhu was not tall, so he sat in the first row. Yun Jian could see his little head clearly from the outer corridor.
The teacher seemed to say "stop" when the kids in the class packed their bags like a storm was sweeping them away.
Little Yun Zhu packed his bag and stuck out his head, quickly looking at Yun Jian. Filled with happy surprises that he was the one who picked her up, she immediately ran out with her bag.
“Jiejie!” Yun Zhu slid into Yun Jian's embrace.
"Did Xiao Zhu listen to the teacher well today?" Yun Jian stroked his head and took his bag, asking.
Yun Zhu shook his head and looked at him stubbornly only for Yun Jian to see tears streaming down his puffy little cheeks.
"What's wrong?" With a frown, Yun Jian crouched down to ask Yun Zhu who looked unshakable with a trace of tears on his face.
"Are you Yun Zhu's older sister?" A voice suddenly sounded from the side.
Turning around, Yun Jian looked at the female teacher who had been standing in front of the class coming at him. A pretentious-looking woman stood beside the teacher, holding a fair and fat boy in her hands.
Before Yun Jian said something to his teacher, the woman beside the teacher blasted him with a finger pointing at Yun Zhu.
“You're her sister? Huh, great. You don't know that your brother pushed my son for no reason today, huh? And he also scratched my son's hand! What's wrong with your brother? My son is so precious, can you make up for his losses!”
With a hand on the fat boy, the woman shouted at Yun Jian arrogantly.