Transfer student, why did you take the first place that belonged to me?

I was born into a modest family and was taught to be obedient from an early age.

My friends were reluctant to play with me because I was very introverted.

My grades are good because I don't have much time to socialize and I don't have a few good friends. I always memorized books in my yard on weekends, and I used to catch up on homework all night in the second and third grades.

So, not long after I first entered the new school, something unexpected happened.

To get home from school, it's a half-hour mountain walk.

One day, on the way out of school, I was walking halfway up the mountain, and I was stopped by a few classmates, some boys, some girls, including a distant cousin of mine, a group of people large and small, I looked carefully, yes, all of our class.

They snatched my bag and pushed me to the ground, with words in their mouths, speaking the local dialect, roughly, because of me, who ranked high, and stole their first place.

A few boys were behind the scenes, and although there was no valid reason, they were not inferior at all when they shot.

When I got home, it was already dark.

I carefully told Grandma about the situation, and she was silent for a while and went out. Before leaving, I told Grandpa to heat up the meal, don't let me go hungry, and she would come back immediately.

Later, the matter did not get into trouble in the school, and everyone solved it privately. At the homes of those classmates, Grandma visited one by one. Later, I only heard from other people's mouths that the cousin of a distant relative was reprimanded by my grandmother for a long time by pricking her ears, and finally obediently begged for forgiveness and promised never to bully me again.

For a long time, no one bothered me again, and my grades were still the first in the class.

Later, I changed schools and went to a new school.

(The story is fictional, so please do not take a seat.) ）