Chapter 2 — The Privileges of Ordinary People

3 College life officially begins, I try to live like a normal person, but my family always accidentally breaks that illusion. During military training, other female students were scorched by the sun as black as coal, and above my head there was always a mini cloud floating that no one else could see, carrying "physical sunscreen" with me 24/7. My father said, this is the Dragon tribe's basic care for young dragons. Canteen rice is difficult to swallow? Every day, my mother always watches the right time to bring her lunch to her beloved lunch box. She uses a thermos box that is like a magic weapon for constant warmth. When opened, a wave of "fairy energy" is released. She said that human food has many impurities and will affect the health of my weak mortal body. During the physical education class, I ran 800 meters. I was panting half way through the run when my brother called, his voice not allowing for argument: "Adjust your breathing, left three right four, imagine there is wind under your feet." Then I really felt light in my body, running straight to achieve national level athlete achievement, startling the gym teacher, who insisted on pulling me into the team. I could only laugh and cry. My so-called "normality", when placed next to their magical operations, becomes even more obvious that it is not normal at all. But this "abnormality" soon brought disaster. In school, there is a famous rich boy named Trieu Thien Minh. He relies on his rich and powerful family to run rampant, changing girlfriends faster than changing clothes. For some reason, he kept his eyes on me. At first, I gave flowers and snacks, so the whole class knew. Each time, I politely refused. "Lam Du, don't have such a good face and still show off." After being rejected a few times, Trieu Thien Minh finally tore off his polite shell and stopped me right under the lecture hall: "It's your blessing for old man Trieu Thien Minh to notice you. Why are you pretending to be so noble?" Behind him were several henchmen, blocking the path. I frowned: "Classmate, please step away, I have to go to class." “What class?” He curled his lips and smiled contemptuously, reaching out to hold my wrist: "Come out with me today. I just bought a Ferrari, so you can open your eyes." His hand had just reached half a meter away from me when something strange happened. “Zzzz!” A crisp electric sound rang out. Trieu Thien Minh seemed to be hit by a high-voltage electric hammer. His whole body trembled, his hair stood up, a green smoke rose, and then he fell straight back. The group of men behind him were all stunned in fear. I unconsciously moved my hand towards... my pillow — no, now my backpack. I always keep the tiny defensive board my brother gave me in my backpack. Ten thousand volts, it won't kill you, but it's enough to give you an orgasm. My brother certainly didn't lie to me. Trieu Thien Minh lay on the ground, convulsing twice, his mouth foaming, his eyes scattered. I calmly took out my phone and dialed 120. "Hello, emergency center, right? This is school A's lecture hall. Someone seems to be having a seizure. The condition is very serious. Come quickly." After hanging up the phone, I pushed aside the scared and frozen servants and calmly walked into the classroom. Hide your credit, stay anonymous. 4 The incident "Trieu Thien Minh was electrocuted" quickly became a big or small joke in the school. Everyone said he lived a carefree life, causing his body to become exhausted, which is why he suddenly fainted. He lies down After two days in the hospital, when he woke up, he insisted that he had been electrocuted, but the doctor who examined him said there were no signs of electric shock, just a strong nervous system stimulation, and advised him to go to the psychiatric department for a test. Of course, Trieu Thien Minh blamed this matter on me. After being discharged from the hospital, he no longer came directly to harass, but changed to another method. First, the counselor suddenly called me up to talk, saying that someone accused me of having "lifestyle problems" and being too close to many "social people" outside. As soon as I heard it, I immediately knew it was Trieu Thien Minh's student. Those "social people" are probably my father, mother and brother. I took out my phone and showed the counselor the family photo my mother sent me. "Teacher, this is my father, this is my mother, these are my brothers. They care about me so they often come to visit, so does that count as a matter of manners?" The advisor looked at my father's majesty, my mother's gentleness, plus my brother's handsomeness in the photo, then looked at me, and just smiled wryly: "It's just a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding." My mother's "Beloved One Meets One" mudra once again took effect. One plan failed, Trieu Thien Minh came up with a new plan. My roommate - Ly Na - somehow became his eyes and ears, and started teasing me everywhere in the dorm. "Lam Du, what cosmetics do you use? Your skin is so beautiful, is it possible that you are being cared for?" "Oh, going out to eat again? Is your boyfriend coming to pick you up? You're so busy." "If you're dressed like this from an ordinary family, are you going to show it off to anyone?" Tran Tuyet couldn't listen, so she defended me: "Ly Na, don't talk nonsense, Du Du is not that kind of person." "Oh, are you defending it? What benefit does it give you?" Ly Na replied bitterly. I'm too lazy to argue back, because I know... the real storm is still ahead. Sure enough, in less than a few days, Trieu Thien Minh unleashed his "ultimate move". His father is General Trieu - a famous real estate tycoon in this city, owner of Trieu Thi Group. He directly used family connections and in the name of "an excellent alumni businessman" to donate an experimental building to my school, with the condition that he required the school to "severely deal with students with improper conduct and purify the school atmosphere" - the spear was clearly pointed directly at me. In a short time, the atmosphere was as tense as if there was going to be a storm. The advisor couldn't stand the pressure and called me up to talk again. The meaning in his words was like saying I should go and apologize to Trieu Thien Minh so that this matter would end. "Lam Du, I know you're upset. But we in the Trieu family can't provoke you... It's also very difficult for Truong." Looking at the teacher's awkward face, I just smiled coldly in my heart. Can't make fun of it? Maybe you don't know, in the end, who is the one you can't provoke. I left the office and called my dad. “Hello, dad.” "Daughter! What's wrong? Are you out of money? I just received the reward, I'll give it to you right away." "That's not true, Dad. Someone is bullying me." I told the whole story in its entirety. The other end of the line was silent for three seconds. Then my father's voice lowered, carrying a majesty that seemed to come from a deep, ancient sea that I had never heard before. "Trieu Thi Group? Hmm... that's interesting. Right in my area, you dare to bully my daughter?" "Du Du, don't worry. Let dad take care of this." "Bright Tomorrow, I'll watch the news." 5. The battle ended The next morning, when I woke up, the school forum and local news app were exploding. Featured title: 《We haven't met in a hundred years! Trieu Thi Group's new real estate project encountered local heavy rain, the foundation was flooded, and a sinkhole is suspected to have appeared!》 In the illustration, the project that Trieu Thi Group is proud to be the symbolic project of the new area, now looks exactly like a giant bathtub, filled with muddy yellow water. The entire construction site turned into a sea of water, and right in the middle, a bottomless black hole appeared. Experts call this a "rare, suddenly appearing karst geomorphological phenomenon". When interviewed, the meteorological expert was full of confusion: "This rain is really strange, the coverage area is only 5 km², right around that project, it rained all night long. In thirty years of working, I have never seen such precise rain.” I quietly put away my phone and took a sip of soy milk. My father's artificial rain is certainly never wrong - just hit it right there. And… this doesn't stop there. The second news immediately followed: 《Earth trauma field! Many core partners of Trieu Thi Group simultaneously announced to withdraw capital overnight, suspected of "feng shui problems"!》 News said that several important investors of Trieu Thi, including Ly Ban Thanh from Cang Thanh and Tran Dai Phu from Southeast Asia, last night convened an emergency meeting overnight, agreeing to end all cooperation with Trieu Thi. The reasons are many and varied: Some people asked to have a feng shui master take a look, saying the Trieu family's luck had run out; Some people say they dreamed about their ancestors, saying that if they cooperated with the Trieu family, their family would be ruined. My mother sent me a WeChat message: “Daughter, is my social circle wide? Next time I meet someone without eyes, I will let him know what 'a thousand lakes of contempt' is." I looked at the message and quietly pressed a like button for my mother. The nine-tailed fox's relationship is certainly no joke. The third attack came from an area that no one expected. Martial arts, flirting, taekwondo clubs... in general, everything related to the word "martial arts" in the school, after just one night, simultaneously announced to cut off relations with Trieu Thien Minh. Even several former special forces bodyguards who worked as bodyguards for the Trieu family simultaneously quit their jobs. My brother sent me a screenshot, it was a forum that looked very old, the post pinned at the top was: 《Order to hunt down gangsters (elementary level)》 • Target: Trieu Thien Minh and the entire family. • Reason: This person's morals are corrupt, he offends noble people, and is despised by the martial arts world. • Implementation: Cut off all armed resources, list as unwelcome personnel in the martial arts world. Members of all sects who encounter this person can reasonably insult him, but he must not take his life, so as not to get his hands dirty. • Signed: Thien Vu Minh. The message my brother sent included: “Done. From now on, he won't be able to hire a bodyguard." I: "…"