Zhang Xuezhou's grades at Yucai Middle School were average. Normally, people like him should belong to the transparent level.
But contrary to the actual situation, he became famous in Yucai Middle School.
This kind of fame is not only conveyed to the classmate level, but also rises to the level of teachers responsible for education, as well as some related people around the school.
This is due to Zhang Xuezhou's sister Zhang Manqian who stands on his head like a heifer.
Zhang Manqian was one of three people from Yucai Middle School who were admitted to the Imperial Capital Shengteng Academy in the last session, and she even entered the top 100 in the provincial rankings.
If she only had good grades, Zhang Manqian would be considered a good student in the eyes of the teacher.
But in fact, Zhang Xuezhou's sister is very violent. She is very capable of sparring and street fighting, and she often does some bold things.
For example, Zhang Manqian once cleaned up all the gangsters near Yucai Middle School and gave these people a 'reform' education.
With a sister like Zhang Manqian on the stall, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't keep a low profile.
But he and Zhang Manqian are two extreme opposites.
Zhang Manqian studies well, has strong physical fitness, and is good at fighting, while Zhang Xuezhou is the opposite in everything.
He could neither continue Zhang Manqian's strength when she entered the Imperial Capital Academy, nor could he suppress the surrounding students and let these scumbags spit out the black money they had swallowed in the past.
Even when Zhang Xuezhou was short of money, his first thought was to do odd jobs.
Zhang Xuezhou could not sustain the fame his sister had created, and could only be shrouded in the glory of "That's Zhang Manqian's younger brother".
He walked slowly down the street.
Zhang Xuezhou is not a fast walker, but he will set off some time in advance to ensure that he can catch the first class.
He adheres to an extremely standard time schedule in this regard, ensuring that he will not be a minute early or a minute late.
"Are you Zhang Xuezhou, the son of Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying?"
As he approached the school, Zhang Xuezhou saw a middle-aged man coming towards him at the school gate.
The other party's face was extremely unfamiliar, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that there was no relevant identification of this face in his memory.
This made him hesitate to speak out.
"you are?"
"I am your father's friend Zhao Keqing!"
The man smiled, and after confirming Zhang Xuezhou's identity, he immediately extended his right hand.
This was a courtesy that Zhang Xuezhou didn't like, but for Zhang Weimeng's sake, Zhang Xuezhou still extended his hand.
In just a blink of an eye, his hand was already held tightly by a big hand.
The pain came, and Zhang Xuezhou took a slight breath.
The reason why he doesn't like this etiquette is that most weak people don't like to shake hands with strong people, which will lead to inevitable embarrassment.
"Young man, you need to strengthen your body. You are too weak to be frightened!"
The middle-aged man smiled apologetically, and then patted Zhang Xuezhou on the shoulder.
Seeing Zhang Xuezhou swaying as he patted his shoulder, the middle-aged man spread his hands in embarrassment.
After a few words of greeting, the middle-aged man mentioned that he had something to do and would not delay Zhang Xuezhou's school time, so he turned around and left.
"Where did dad get this kind of friend, just to come to school and look at me? What can I do to see?"
Zhang Xuezhou looked at the business card of 'Instant Seed Technology Co., Ltd. Zhao Keqing' in his hand and felt that it was difficult for Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying to get involved with people in this industry.
One is writing a book, the other is live broadcasting, and the other is researching gene seeds, related to genetic agriculture, but they are not related to each other no matter how you look at them.
But Zhang Xuezhou quickly ignored the man who called himself 'Uncle Zhao'.
The adult's social circle has a low degree of connection with him, and it is difficult to have much communication.
For him at the moment, reading is the only serious thing.
Zhao Keqing's conversation obviously delayed a little time.
He turned around and entered the school, his steps speeding up a bit, trying not to be late.
Several hundred meters away, Zhao Keqing spread out a seed in his palm.
This seed is very similar to wheat. In addition to the plump kernel and shell, there is a long needle as thin as a wheat awn at the front.
At this time, the long needle was stained with a little blood.
This little bit of blood was bright red in color and had a hint of bloody smell. It had obviously just been taken out.
"The seeds didn't show any response to detecting the mutant gene. It seems that they didn't place the hidden object on this young son, but on others..."
There are four members of the Zhang family: Zhang Weimeng, Song Fengying, Zhang Manqian, and Zhang Xuezhou.
Zhang Xuezhou was his last contact and the person least likely to be investigated.
As expected, this investigation left him extremely disappointed.
He didn't notice anything strange in Zhang Xuezhou's blood.
This has nothing to do with the relevant comparative cases.
"It's a pity that the information I bought for a lot of money on the black market turned out to be so unreliable, and I wasted a gene sequencing seed!"
Zhao Keqing looked at the blood-stained and discarded gene seed, and then threw the seed into the grass on the side of the road.
He walked briskly, and by the time he got on the tram, Zhao Keqing's figure had disappeared into the city.
The time in Sudong City is no different from that in the surrounding area, but as the sun sets and the moon rises, this discarded seed seems to have absorbed some essence and begins to rapidly break open and germinate.
The two leaf buds are so young that they will die if exposed to the sun, but they are stuck in the soil with long needles that look like wheat awns.
In the wind and waves, the leaf buds were incredibly stable and began to continuously extract nutrients and grow.
The quiet night is like its crazy growth period.
From seed to germ, then to green leaves, this seed grew like a bamboo shoot in just one night, becoming a green plant nearly half a meter tall.
But as the first ray of sunlight hit Sudong City, this crazy-growing green plant died instantly as if someone had strangled its neck.
Just like the rapid growth of the seed before, this green plant also entered the rapid death stage, as if this growth was just a flash in the pan.
It seems to be rooted in the soil, but the soil does not seem to bring any nutrients to it.
As the sun shines, the leaves of this fast-growing green plant quickly turn yellow and dry up.
By the time the sun set, the green plant had completely withered and lay dry among the grass, turning into an indistinguishable wither grass. It was no longer conspicuous at all.
As the wind and waves blew, the withered grass lay dry.
It wasn't until night fell again when the sun set and the moon rose that this withered grass tried its best to lose a trace of green on its trunk.
But its tenacious life did not last.
Night seems to be its growth cycle, but its growth again on the verge of death does not appear crazy, everything seems like a struggle to survive.
As the sun rises again, its green parts quickly wither and fade, while the previously dry parts turn into fragments and fall into the soil, until they decay and become part of the soil in the city.
