Only you in my love

Chapter 914 Sampson's Famous Name

Even when Sound arrived at a new school, she was not overcautious. The students around her

gathered up the courage to talk to her, finding that she was a very easy-going person. Gradually, many

people gathered around her and chatted with her.

Because the name Shi-Lu Sound was too long, everyone called her Sound directly. This name made

her feel that her new classmates were accepting her.

"Sound, which school were you from before? Why did you suddenly transfer to another school? ", Reid

asked curiously.

"I'm from Lexingport City. My brother is studying here. I came with him." Sound sat on the chair and

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"Which school?"

"Medical University."

"Spring City Medical University?" Someone was shocked. Spring City Medical University was the

second ranked medical universities in the country. Few students could get into such a good university.

Keyla's eyes lit up. "Medical University is my goal."

"You will achieve your goal." Sound said with a smile.

The others also echoed. The relationship between the classmates seemed to be very harmonious, at

least for her now.

"Your brother is awesome." "Sampson is going to study medicine in the Medical University. Am I right,

Sampson? ", Reid said.

He turned around and found that Sampson was not in his original seat.

When the crowd gathered around Sound, Sampson quietly lifted his chair to the wall and sat down

against it. He leaned his head back, raised his chin and lengthened his neck.

He closed his eyes, as if it was none of his business.

"Sampson, why are you sitting in the back seat?" "Are you being disturbed?'' Reid asked.

"Yes," said Sampson indifferently

Then he opened his eyes and glanced at the group of people surrounding Sound. He frowned and

became impatient.

Someone inadvertently caught a glimpse of Sampson's eyes and immediately stopped talking. He

patted his classmates beside him, reminding them to be quiet one by one.

Sound followed everyone's gaze. This time, when she looked at Sampson, his eyes were not only a

little cold, but also a little angry.

She was stunned and smiled apologetically. Sampson looked away again and glanced at the crowd.

The crowd began to melt away.

Sampson had two titles in the school. One was the top student in grades, and the other was the top

student in fighting.

When the freshmen entered the school, a group of senior boys blocked a freshman in the corner to ask

for protection fees. Coincidentally, Sampson ran into them and flattened them without saying a word.

The rumors grew more and more exaggerated. Sampson became a violent man in other people's eyes.

Others were afraid when they heard his name.

Only Reid knew that Sampson was not like what it was said, because he was the boy who was asked

protection fee.

Even if Sampson was a violent man, he was handsome, well behaved and polite.

Back then, Sampson had politely reminded those senior students that it was illegal to charge protection

fees and blackmail, and advised them to immediately turn right.

The group of people not only didn't listen to him, but also wanted to bully him. However, Sampson was

no pushover, a group of tall and strong people beat him at random. They were no match for Sampson

who had trained professionally.

After beating them down, some of them even swore to call the police. Sampson clapped his hands and

said calmly, "You guys attack first. I just defend myself."

They were rendered speechless.

And that was not all. A few days later, the school received an anonymous tip-off. Someone was

demanding of protection fees from the students. The evidence had been searched and had submitted

to the school. They could find no excuse to get away with it.

In the end, two of the group of people were ordered to drop out of school, and the others were criticized

and punished by the school. They thought it was Sampson who did it, so they would take a detour to

see him from now on.

They could only speak ill of Sampson behind his back, which made him famous.

Reid also felt that it was like what Sampson had done. He had asked Sampson about it later, but he

neither admitted nor denied it.

He was more convinced.

Sampson had helped him before. Others were afraid of him, but he was willing to be a follower.

After getting familiar with Sampson, he curiously asked Sampson if he wanted to be a lawyer. Sampson

said he had no idea. And Reid asked if he wanted to be a police? Sampson still shook his head and

said the two words "A doctor".

Sampson wanted to learn medicine.

It was a profession to save lives and heal the wounded. The more he respected and admired

Sampson, especially after Sampson got the first place in grade every time.

It was widely known that the students with good grades were good students, and the one who ranked

first in the grade should be good a student. But no one had thought that the student who ranked first in

the grade at this school was cold and violent.

Some sighed, and some people didn't have any prejudice against him because of his good grades, but

their classmates were still afraid of him from the bottom of their hearts.

Sampson looked good and had good grades. He was a school hunk and had been elected for two

consecutive years.

Once upon a time, a girl summoned up the courage to ask him a question. Sampson only gave it a

glance and then told her the result. The girl was a little embarrassed. What she wanted to ask was the

way to solve the problem and the process.

Sampson replied with four words "think it by yourself".

He was so cold and appalling.

Even if someone failed, there would still be people coming to ask for advice. Seeing that he was

impatient, Reid blocked it for him.

"Don't beat a dead horse. Sampson is only good at learning. If he can teach, am I still the last one in

the grade?"

After hearing this, no one came to bother Sampson again. The effect was surprisingly good.

Some people had been curious about the reason why Sampson had such a good relationship with

Reid, and Reid always ranked the last in every exam. Now they found the reason.

From then on, Reid became Sampson's microphone. If there was anything in the class, everyone

would tell Reid first, and then he would convey it to Sampson.

Some students in class nine had been classmates with Sampson for two years, but they only talked a

few times, not to mention other students who had just been assigned to class nine.

There was only one person who got close to Sampson. The person was Reid. And it was because Reid

pestered him to flatter him for more than half a year. They got close now.

Sampson's classmates didn't know what kind of person Sampson was. The only thing they knew was

that he had good grades, was good at fighting and didn't like to talk to others. The most important thing

was not to provoke him.

So just now, Sampson gave them a simple glance and dismissed them. Everyone sat down.

Just then, Sound opened her mouth and wanted to ask him if he was angry, but the bell rang.

On the first day of the new term, she tried to talk to Sampson, but failed every time.

Until the ending of evening self-study, the students in the back of the classroom were almost empty,

and only a few resident students were still studying hard. Sampson stood up, walked to Sound and

knocked on her table, looking straight ahead.

"Come out."

This was the first sentence Sampson said to her. The boy was in the changing sound period and his

voice was slightly low.

When Sound heard it, her hand, which was packing her schoolbag, stopped. She looked up and saw

the boy's side face. The light just fell on his face, and the shadow of his eyelashes fell on his eyelids,

like a lush grass.

As the words were conveyed, Sampson walked out. And Sound followed him in haste.

The boy was wearing a loose school uniform and his back was straight. He was nearly 1.8 meter tall,

completely blocking Sound of only 1.6 meter behind him.

If there were not two shadows of different height in the corridor, it was difficult to find there were two

people.

Sampson stopped at the corner of the stairs.

"Sampson." Sound walked up to him and smiled brightly as usual. "I'm your classmate now."

Against the light, Sampson's face was completely hidden in the shadow. As he approached, Sound

was blocked the corner by him and he said coldly, "I want to tell you something. Don't let anyone know

that we know each other."