Chapter 13: First Class
Wang Ming walked into the classroom, which was already filled with chattering students. As soon as he entered, several heads turned, and whispers filled the room.
One of the boys nudged his friend and scoffed loudly enough for all to hear,
"Hey, that's the third-ranked talent... Hmph! Just a lucky bastard."
His friend nodded with a smirk. Their voices weren't hushed,they wanted to be heard.
Wang Ming, however, didn't even glance at them. With a calm, indifferent expression, he made his way toward his assigned seat, where his name was engraved on the desk.
But just as he was a step away from it, he halted.
Blocking his path was another student, sitting lazily with a leg stretched out in front of Wang Ming's desk. Wang Ming didn't look at him,he simply said in a cold, emotionless voice,
"Scram."
The boy sneered.
"Hehehe... My leg was hurting, so I just stretched it out. But don't you think you're being a bit rude? I didn't mean anything bad, but you're acting high and mighty just because of your so-called talent. Hmph! You think you're better than everyone else?"
Hearing this, several other children began nodding in agreement. Murmurs spread through the classroom like wildfire.