Flower Protection Ex

On a morning, an eight or nine-year-old boy walked into Tomorrow's Noble School. He carried a backpack and looked like he hadn't slept well; standing at the entrance, he yawned several times.,Before the chubby boy could finish his sentence, the bespectacled boy interrupted him: “Listen to me, not him! He's just a second-generation rich kid. My dad is an acting deputy and my grandpa is a vice-provincial governor; I am a second-generation official. How can being a second-generation rich compare to being a second-generation official like me Join me if you want to have a future...","My name is Summer. It’s the 'Summer' of the four seasons and the 'number one' of everything under heaven!" This sentence would be forever etched in people's hearts and this person would never be forgotten.。