Chapter 4 — The Mysterious Heir

"There will be some extremely distinguished guests attending this afternoon's lecture. When you arrive at the auditorium, go straight to the end of the back row and sit."
"Don't move forward, and don't try to talk to those guests. If you offend them, the Phuong family won't be able to protect you!"
I looked at the warning on the screen and locked my phone. Distinguished guests? I also wanted to see how formidable a dragon could be raised in Thanh Dieu's shallow pool. The multi-function hall of Thanh Dieu High School is extremely large, with a soaring dome and a giant crystal chandelier radiating brilliant light. Normally this place is only used to organize the most important school celebrations or to welcome figures standing at the top of power. Following Phuong Minh Trach's warning, I walked along the outermost path, slowly moving towards the back of the hall. Seating positions in the hall are divided into extremely strict ranks. The first three rows are soft velvet seats, each chair has a gold-plated nameplate, reserved for board members, heirs of leading families and specially invited guests. The middle area is for students from class B to class D. Meanwhile, the side classes like class F can only squeeze into folding chairs without backrests at the end of the hall. I went to the last row and discovered that all the folding chairs were occupied. A few female students wearing elaborate makeup threw their bags onto empty spaces. Seeing me coming, they immediately showed hatred.
“There are people here.”
A female student rolled her eyes.
"You are Phuong Am from the mountain, right? You smell of poverty, don't stand too close to us, it smells bad."
A burst of laughter was intentionally suppressed around. I didn't pay attention to them, my eyes scanned the entire hall. There were clearly many empty regular seats in front, but as soon as I took a step forward, the student council people would look at me with wary eyes, as if I were a virus that could contaminate their carpet at any time.
“Sister, why are you still standing here?”
I don't know when Phuong Nhu arrived. Today, as a representative of an excellent student, she wore an exquisite flower on her chest, and her whole person looked extremely radiant.
"The seats in front have been arranged. Just stand in the aisle for a while. After all, you used to work in the mountains in the fields, so you're used to standing, right?"
She smiled very gently, but her voice revealed the bitterness in her bones.
"Today's guests are all real princes from the upper class in Kinh City. Absolutely don't run around. If you make them unhappy, even dad will be implicated."
I looked at her smug little face, her hands in her pockets, leaning against the cold marble pillar.
“It's okay to worry about yourself.”
My voice was calm.
"Don't always worry about other people's problems, it's easy to get old very early."
Phuong Nhu's expression stiffened. There was a hint of resentment in her eyes, but she quickly hid it.
“It's true that I don't know what's good or bad.”
She snorted coldly, turned around and stepped on her small leather shoes back to her front row seat in section B. There were more and more people in the hall. Everyone sat neatly, even the conversation The story has also been lowered to an extremely low level. The entire space was filled with an atmosphere of tension and anticipation. As president of the student council, Phuong Minh Trach was nervously commanding the logistics staff to do a final check in the front row. He turned his head to look at me, confirmed that I was obediently standing in the corner at the end of the hall, then breathed a sigh of relief and turned away.
“The principal is here!”
I don't know who cried out softly. The hall, which was still a bit noisy, immediately fell silent. The heavy red wooden double doors were slowly pushed open by two security guards. The principal of Thanh Dieu school, a middle-aged man who is usually always tall and noble, even when meeting Phuong Chinh Hoa, he has to pretend, at this moment he is like an enthusiastic doorman, bending over and smiling to please.
"Young masters, please come this way. The presentation can begin now."
The principal's words just ended. Four tall, straight figures entered the hall, neither too fast nor too slow, amid the blinding light from behind. The person on the far left is the sole heir to the Luc family's technology empire, Luc Muc Da. He had dyed his arrogant silver hair, one hand in his pocket, and even his uniform jacket exuded a careless and arrogant look. The person on the right wears gold-rimmed glasses, has a cold and forbidding aura, and is the future ruler of the Bui family, Bui Can Xuyen. Half a step behind them are Hoac Tu, who has an unfathomable military and political background, and Jiang Yanzhou, who owns half of the entertainment industry. These four people are real princes standing at the top of the pyramid of Kinh city. They are also gods that everyone at Thanh Dieu school can only see from afar.