If You Don't Use Your Mouth, Donate It to Someone in Need

Yan Xianjue hugged a stack of unread documents and returned to his bedroom, feeling dizzy.

He knew this reality show would definitely blow up and certainly earn him a tidy sum.

In fact, choosing this reality show was something Yan Xianjue had deliberated over carefully.

The funds he currently had on hand sounded like a few million.

But in reality, it wasn't all that much; an ordinary rich second generation could easily pull that out.

Rashly investing in some major production probably wouldn't even stir up a ripple.

Yet he hadn't expected that a multi-million investment would come with so many trivial matters.

Screw it, a salted fish didn't want to do this many petty chores.

His partner had to get on the job as soon as possible!

In a sense, Yan Xianjue was a person who liked to make prompt decisions.

Once he made a decision, he would immediately set to work.

Just like now, he immediately pulled out his phone and sent a message to Ji Xi:

"I agree."

Then he dialed the deputy principal in charge of the senior year.

He simply expressed his intention to have Ji Xi transfer classes.

The deputy principal hesitated a bit.

Ji Xi was someone he had personally discovered, and even the scholarship was something he had negotiated in person.

With the Gaokao right around the corner, he didn't want such a top-scorer seedling to be ruined at the hands of these rich second generations.

The rich second generations had too many choices in their lives.

Yet Ji Xi's fault tolerance rate was too low; one slight misstep and he would plunge back to rock bottom.

Even though the Yan Household's little young master had always enjoyed a good reputation at school.

Set against the contrast of another top-tier tycoon young master in the school, it made the school leaders shed tears of relief.

But he also had to be responsible for his student.

Over the phone, he expressed his hesitation.

Yan Xianjue directly pointed out, "Since the school values him so much, why did you turn a blind eye when Lin Shi targeted him?"

The deputy principal was made somewhat awkward by his overly blunt questioning. "Mostly because classmate Ji Xi didn't report it to the school."

Yan Xianjue's tone was mocking. "Hah, don't tell me the school didn't know about these things. You knew, you just chose to turn a blind eye."

With a tough attitude, he demanded, "Have him transfer classes. I remember there's an unfinished building at the back of the school; next year it will turn into a library."

The deputy principal was silent for a moment.

For a few seconds, neither end of the phone spoke.

It was as if some sort of game of wits was underway.

Yan Xianjue waited unperturbedly; he knew the person on the other end definitely wouldn't flatly refuse him.

Only rough breathing could be heard over the phone.

After quite a while, the deputy principal spoke with difficulty. "I need to consult classmate Ji Xi's opinion first."

That unfinished building belonged to a lingering historical problem for the school.

Left sitting there all these years, it was both unsightly and embarrassing, but nobody was willing to fix it.

Renovating an unfinished building was far more expensive than building a new one.

This was no small temptation, but after a grueling psychological tug-of-war, he still leaned more toward his conscience as an educator.

Of course, he had also left himself some leeway and didn't completely refuse.

He had thought Yan Xianjue, having been so tough earlier, would continue to haggle with him.

He hadn't expected Yan Xianjue to readily agree. "Alright."

With that, he directly hung up the phone.

After hanging up, Yan Xianjue casually tossed the documents onto the table.

He threw his entire body onto his large bed and rolled around a few times.

[All right!]

In different bedrooms of the Yan Residence, the three people lying in bed opened their eyes at the same time.

In the middle of the night, why wasn't this little ancestor sleeping and what was he up to again!

[Hehe, tomorrow I'll get to see my partner!]

Oh, so the unrequited debtor had arrived.

The pace was quite fast.

[Just wonder if Big Brother is willing to help me fix that unfinished building at the back of the school.]

Yan Yi'an: "..."

So you're swiping my card!

Yet what could Yan Yi'an do? He could only forgive him with a smile!

On the other side.

Ji Xi finished writing today's three copies of self-reflection.

Calculating that he had another few hundred yuan coming in to subsidize the household.

After saving up for a bit longer, he could get his mother an electric scooter.

She wouldn't have to push it by hand anymore, which was so exhausting.

As Ji Xi pondered these random thoughts and was drifting off to sleep,

the vibration of an incoming message woke him up.

He thought it was some classmate placing an urgent order late at night.

Opening the message, he was surprised to discover it was actually Yan Xianjue.

When he had previously brought it up with Yan Xianjue, he could clearly sense the other party wasn't very interested.

And there was even a faint implication that the Ji Household was nothing but trouble.

Especially since the other party also knew Ji Heng, Ji Xi had thought this path held little hope.

He didn't know what had happened during this intervening period.

That made Yan Xianjue change his mind.

Yet for him, it definitely counted as a very good thing.

Early the next morning, Ji Xi routinely accompanied Mother Ji to buy breakfast.

It wasn't until close to school time that he grabbed two vegetarian buns and tucked them into his clothes, planning to eat while walking on the way.

When closing the lid, he hesitated for a moment, then took two more meat buns.

Carefully packing them, he even slipped an insulated bag over them.

Mother Ji was somewhat surprised. "Did you bring these for a classmate?"

"Yeah." Ji Xi's voice held a trace of briskness.

It wasn't much, but Mother Ji, who thoroughly understood her son's somewhat aloof personality, picked up on it immediately.

She smiled with relief. "Did you make a new friend?"

Ji Xi hesitated for a moment and nodded. "I suppose you could say that?"

Strictly speaking, it should be that he had found a new boss.

Even so, this answer of his was enough to make Mother Ji happy.

She had always worried that her son had been overly mature since childhood and didn't have many friends.

She pulled two cups of soy milk out of the warm storage box and shoved them into Ji Xi's hands.

"Take a cup of soy milk, too."

Ji Xi didn't refuse. "Alright."

Consider it celebrating his early acquisition of a lifetime iron rice bowl for the next twenty years, indulging himself just this once.

Yan Xianjue received the breakfast fed to him by Ji Xi with some surprise.

Even though he had already eaten at home before heading out.

Breakfast meticulously prepared by a chef specially hired by the Yan Household.

Yet he still accepted this token of sincerity with a total value of no more than five yuan.

However, before Ji Xi left, he said, "You don't need to bring breakfast next time. I didn't have you come here to do miscellaneous chores."

Pausing, he added, "You have greater value."

Ji Xi smiled. "Flattering one's new boss is probably one of the duties after getting hired."

Yan Xianjue: "..."

Fine, he understood Ji Xi was merely expressing his gratitude.

Yet seeing an aloof top student persona smile right in front of him, he still felt like the persona was shattering.

Still, reality and novels were never the same.

At least in reality, nobody appeared with an aloof smile right off the bat.

If Ji Xi were really like that, he would have to start doubting the sales of his family's breakfast cart.

With matters weighing on his mind, the deputy principal hadn't slept well all night.

He felt as though his conscience was being placed into a wok of boiling oil and fried repeatedly.

Two dark circles hung beneath his eyes.

During the early reading patrol, he called Ji Xi outside.

"What?" Hearing Ji Xi's reply, the deputy principal was quite astonished. "You're willing?"

"To transfer from the elite class to the ordinary class?"

Ji Xi nodded; in fact, he was quite surprised himself.

That the deputy principal would actually come to ask for his thoughts.

The deputy principal tried to persuade him tactfully, "Aside from Lin Shi being rather special, the students in the elite class place more importance on grades."

"You understand our school's situation, too; the students in the ordinary class all have decent family backgrounds."

Ji Xi: "I understand what you mean, and I'm very grateful to you for considering my situation."

"Actually, I was the one who went to find Yan Xianjue first. He provided me with a job."

"I promise my grades won't drop during the Gaokao."

"If my mock exam scores are unsatisfactory, I'm willing to listen to the school's arrangements."

The deputy principal: "Is that so."

He had agonized all night, only to find out they had already figured it out between them?

When Yan Xianjue heard about this misunderstanding, he didn't explain.

Did he not have a mouth?!!

If you don't use your mouth, donate it to someone in need!!!