Chapter 13 ATM
When Cheng Mo crossed the long corridor and returned to class, there were still two classes before the end of school. He had fainted not long ago. He probably wasted a lunch break. When he woke up in the school doctor's office, he happened to be in the first class.
class, but he actually spent most of the time in the bathroom.
I had been studying the watch on my wrist just now, and now Cheng Mo felt a little hungry in his belly. But now it was too far to go to the canteen to buy food. When he remembered that there was a piece of dark chocolate in the drawer, Cheng Mo didn't look back.
When he walked to the door of the class, Cheng Mo heard the discussion about him in the class. It was obvious that Sun Dayong and the others were not stupid enough to admit that they beat him, but said that he was frightened and fainted. At this moment, Cheng Mo was unfortunate again.
Became a gambling tool.
"Come! Come! Take some bets...I bet this kid won't come to the classroom tomorrow..." Cheng Mo's ears were very keen, and he immediately recognized that it was Sun Dayong's voice.
Sun Dayong was playing bankroll, and Cheng Mo frowned.
Big Bear said loudly: "Don't talk about tomorrow, I bet that boy will never have the face to come to the classroom this afternoon!"
Hearing Big Bear's voice, Cheng Mo immediately knew that he was a bastard. He did not walk into the classroom immediately, but stood at the entrance and listened quietly. Class (9) was at the end of the corridor. Except for the people in Class (9)
, no one will pass by.
"I was knocked unconscious by Dr. Ma's punch, so of course I wouldn't be able to come."
"You didn't see the scene at that time. When the boy saw Dr. Ma, he raised his fist and looked like he was scared to death. He called his father and mother and didn't know whether he peed his pants or not..."
There was another burst of laughter in the classroom.
"I'll give you a hundred points to learn! That kid will change classes tomorrow!"
"I press fifty..."
"I guess he won't last a day in our (9) class and will find a way to collect credits and transfer to another class."
"That silly boy from Class (8) last semester lasted for two days and then collected his credits and went back to Class (8). The number one in this grade probably won't be able to hold on for a day..."
Seeing that the school bell was about to ring, Sun Dayong shouted loudly: "Hurry up, does anyone else want to place a bet?"
At this time, Cheng Mo walked into the classroom expressionlessly and said calmly: "Can I place a bet?"
The moment Cheng Mo walked into the classroom, all the sounds suddenly disappeared. The whole classroom seemed to be evacuated into a vacuum. Obviously everyone was surprised that Cheng Mo came back so early. Even Sun Dayong opened his mouth wide.
!
At this moment, regardless of boys or girls, everyone's eyes were once again focused on Cheng Mo, who "said he was unknown". After a while, there were wailing sounds. Obviously, the vast majority of people were worried that he would not return to class in the afternoon.
Already.
When Cheng Mo walked into the classroom and saw Sun Dayong's exaggerated and somewhat artificial expression, he understood what Tian Bin's intention was when he bumped into him. There is no doubt that Tian Bin and Sun Dayong are not just a simple group, there must be someone behind them.
An organization that gambles on learning points.
Cheng Mo was not unhappy about being taken advantage of, but rather excited. He suddenly realized that he had really underestimated the intelligence of these scum in Changya Middle School. He had been studying hard and didn't care much about these things that he thought were not worth mentioning.
Now that he was forced to be demoted to class (9), Cheng Mo realized how much fun he had neglected.
The corner of his mouth twitched, like a sneer, and then he walked straight in front of Sun Dayong in full view of everyone. It was obvious that Sun Dayong was not good at academics compared to the drama star Tian Bin. His expression seemed to be surprised, but in fact
His eyes were drifting upward to the right, and he did not dare to look directly at Cheng Mo. This was one of the classic moves of acting or lying.
Cheng Mo thought to himself: Acting seems to require talent and IQ. He walked to Sun Dayong's seat and said calmly again: "Can I place a bet too?"
Sun Dayong waited for Cheng Mo to speak before he realized what he was doing. I was afraid of what this weakling would do, but I was still a little panicked when I thought about Cheng Mo's very weird behavior at noon. After all, he was only a sixteen-year-old boy, and he knocked Cheng Mo unconscious at noon.
, was also quite frightened, so at this time Sun Dayong's speech was far less vigorous than in the morning. He just used a sneer to cover up his strong words: "As a gambling tool, of course you are not qualified to gamble..."
People in the class didn't expect Cheng Mo to have the courage to ask Sun Dayong. The noise paused again, thinking that there would be another verbal battle, but Cheng Mo just said "Oh!" in an understatement.
He made a sound and walked back to his seat as if nothing happened.
Someone made a "cut" sound, dissatisfied with Cheng Mo's loud thunder and small raindrops, and seemed to feel that Sun Dayong was a little timid.
Sun Dayong's face turned red and white, and he was about to stand up to save his face. At this time, Fu Yuanzhuo, who tilted up his chair and put his feet on the desk, turned to Sun Dayong and shouted: "Fat Sun, thank you two thousand dollars."
Learn how to reward, and quickly settle the bill with me..."
Sun Dayong glanced at Cheng Mo's back and then looked at Fu Yuanzhuo. He finally won a little money, but most of it was won by this playboy. It was inevitable that he felt heartache, but he had no choice but to say: "Hurry up.
Damn it! When did I default on the debt? I’ll transfer it to you right away!”
At this time, the school bell rang. Fu Yuanzhuo put his legs down, pulled his chair closer, opened his mobile phone, opened Changya's internal APP, took a look at it, and shouted happily: "It feels so good to have someone pay for dinner tonight.
....”
Sun Dayong looked unlucky, and most of the students who placed bets looked at Cheng Mo with a somewhat unhappy look. Fu Yuanzhuo was the only one cheering in the whole class. Apparently he was the only one who bought Cheng Mo and would come back to class in the afternoon.
Cheng Mo didn't take a second glance at the insane Fu Yuanzhuo, nor did he mind those cold glances. Instead, he moved his chair and prepared to sit down. To his surprise, his books were packed neatly in his schoolbag.
Inside, put it on the stool.
Cheng Mo hung up his schoolbag again, sat down, looked at the class schedule, took out the history textbook from the drawer, and then took out the piece of dark chocolate, quietly peeled off the plastic paper, broke off a small piece and put it in his mouth
Contained in it.
After class, Cheng Mo had no intention of listening to the class. He saw people in Class 9 sleeping, playing with their mobile phones, and reading novels. The gray-haired history teacher stood on the podium and didn't care.
Cheng Mo also took out his mobile phone from his pocket and checked the price of the European summer camp in Italy during the summer vacation. It was more than 41,000. Plus he had to prepare some pocket money, it would cost at least 45,000.
For a first-year high school student who is not a rich second generation student, this is an astronomical figure, not to mention that all the money that should belong to Cheng Mo at this moment is still in the hands of his uncle. His monthly pocket money is only one thousand,
If a high school student doesn't need to buy anything, one thousand is not too little, but it's not too much either. In a wealthy class like Class (9), he will definitely be at the bottom...
But in fact, Cheng Mo is not short of money at all. The learning point is actually a benefit provided by the school to good students. Although the school does not allow the learning point to directly exchange money, it is inevitable that the students will trade in private. Otherwise, people like Fu Yuanzhuo,
How can people who don't obey discipline and get poor grades learn anything from it?
According to the current black market price of 1.2 yuan for 1 learning point, Cheng Mo's loss of more than 10,000 learning points is equivalent to a loss of more than 10,000. This makes Cheng Mo feel sick just thinking about it, but there is nothing he can do about it.
At this moment, Cheng Mo looked at the 41,000 yuan on the summer camp registration page, and only two words "make money" came to his mind. He turned the pen on his finger for a while, then turned his head and looked at the table where he was reading a novel.
Sun Dayong smiled, and the plan in his mind took shape instantly. It seemed that the cash machine was this fat guy...
(The book is a bit slow... In addition, some people questioned why Cheng Mo didn't go to college directly. You should be able to see from the description that he actually longed for a normal life like his peers, so he went to junior college.
He has no interest in anything at all, so it would be better for him to study by himself at home. He always gets full marks in the exam not because he cares about his grades, but because he doesn't like making mistakes. In addition, good grades can make him
He was protected by his teacher. He and Su Xiaomei had completely different personalities. Su Xiaomei was a three-no, Cheng Mo was a sophisticated egoist, and his aloofness was more of an arrogance that made everyone drunk but I was alone. In fact, he
Chapter completed!