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Gu Mo stood alone in the huge campus, the wind blowing against the trees. It was already late autumn, and the withered yellow leaves fell with Xuan'er onto Gu Mo's shoulders, bringing him back to reality. His foster father had already left, so he would have to spend half the time here.

GuMo stood at the door, feeling that this class was so quiet that nobody knew what you were doing. Gu Mo raised his head slightly, as if rousing himself with courage. He lifted his hand and pushed open the door in front of him.

"Yes, you are?" The class instructor who was in the middle of his lecture saw a student standing at the entrance. The card on his chest even had the name and class tag on it. When he thought back carefully, he realized that half a month ago, the principal had reminded him that a top student was coming.

When Gu Mo heard the question, he opened his mouth, unsure of what to say. Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, he was interrupted by a loud shout.

"Gumo, come over here." The class director remembered and waved him over to stand on the podium. Then he turned around and clapped his hands to the students sleeping on the ground. "This is a new classmate. He'll be a member of this group from now on. Everyone, please take care of him."

The people below were awakened by the applause from the class director. Rubbing their eyes, they looked at Gu Mo, who was standing on the podium.

Ever since he had entered the class, he had only shown a little of his face when he had first entered. Until now, he had always kept his head down, and everyone could only see the back of his head. No one knew what he was thinking.

The class director thought that he was just saying the words and was ready to give a long speech. However, after a few minutes, he still did not speak. He then asked with a testing tone, "Student Gu, don't you want to introduce yourself?"

After that, they continued their discussion, until Gu Mo pulled himself together. Then he raised his head, and with empty eyes, he looked ahead and slowly said, "My name is Gu Mo."

After that, there was no later.

The crowd looked at him with a bored expression. They had thought that he would be one of them. Only now did they realize that this newly transferred classmate didn't seem to be on the same level as them. Then, this knowledge quickly spread to the brains of every rich young miss and young master.

"Aiya, a good result is different from us. Look at them, they talk so little." A delicate voice sounded. This girl was one of the most popular girls in the class.

After that, naturally, there were sounds of agreement, and gradually, everyone's interest was piqued. Naturally, it was all Gu Mo's personal attacks, and one sentence was enough to remind him that this place was the same as before.

As Gumo heard these words, his thoughts seemed to go back to a long time ago. His parents had just divorced, and he didn't know who was in the wrong for his supposed beautiful family, or the innocent and adorable Gumo, who was enjoying the love from his parents.

However, he didn't know that in the end, when they left, no one wanted him. He seemed to have become a burden for his parents, which made him a nuisance in the small Gumo's heart. His parents both had their own families, so what did he count as.

After being adopted by his adoptive father, although his adoptive father doted on him a lot, but he was not his biological father, so there would always be some negligence. Furthermore, he was a single man. The little thoughts in Gu Mo's heart were magnified limitlessly just like that. No one paid attention to them, nor did anyone care about him.

The cold violence of the school, or the teasing and teasing on purpose or not, had also made him more and more austere.