It took less than half a month for the funds in the account to break through the 100,000 mark. At the end of early May, there were 100,000 yuan in the account. Three friends gathered in front of the bank's ATM and looked at the number over and over again. Even for ordinary families, this was a huge amount, let alone a few teenagers.

"We're rich, right?" Chen Kai's voice trembled a little.

"We've made a fortune, we've made a fortune." Fu Ping'an also suddenly realized, biting his tongue gently to prove that he was not dreaming.

Only Sun Jiebao was the calmest. He snorted softly and demonstrated the application of the idiom sneering with practical actions: "What is this little money? At most it is a warm-up exercise."

But neither of the two students listened and had already started discussing how to spend money, fit a computer, buy Nike shoes, buy Jay Chou's new album, etc., and the discussion was full of joy. Sun Jiebao shook his head: "You are the idea of ​​small peasant economics. If I change me, I will not spend this money. Stay here as the principal continues to grow the business. We don't do private servers, go directly to the United States, go to South Korea, find Blizzard, and find companies like nexon, take national agency rights, open their own game companies, hire people to develop their own online games in China, and then go public and make money. We can't just make money from Chinese people. We have to sell the games abroad and sell them to South Korea, Japan, the United States and Europe. At that time, our company will be the same size as Tencent, Alibaba and Netease Shanda. We will split out the technology company and list on Nasdaq to produce China's own multi-touch screen mobile phones..."

Fu Ping'an and Shen Kai were both stunned when they heard this, and then their blood was boiling. The young man felt at ease without a small wealth, and he stopped when he saw it. Some had great ambitions and a thousand miles of land. Sun Jiebao was right. This was the road of smooth road, which stopped at a mere 100,000 yuan, and it was really a small peasant economy.

The three of them have been best friends since the beginning of high school. They have the same interests and hobbies and similar learning, but they have their own characteristics. Sun Jiebao is the smartest and has the most thoughts. He is average in learning and has great other skills. Last year, he won the third place in the New Concept Composition Competition. He is a think tank role in the three-person group, and his opinions are worthy of respect.

"Then what do you think of to do?" Fu Ping'an said.

"This money cannot be moved. This is our first pot of gold. It must be kept as a start-up capital. In addition to repaying Mulan's loan and paying insurance university tuition, no penny can be spent indiscriminately. Comrades, we must give up our current desires for greater goals and long-term results. Every successful person knows how to delay gratification." Sun Jiebao's insightful views impressed the two of them.

The three of them immediately reached a unified state, and the money could not be moved, so they were reserved as capital for future entrepreneurship, but the next day they overturned the decision.

The next day was Monday, May 12th. During class in the afternoon, the fluorescent lights hanging on the ceiling began to shake, and the seats began to become unstable. Then I found that the entire building was shaking.

"It's an earthquake!" I don't know who shouted.

The teachers on the stage were also panicked and went out to observe. Some students from other classes had already walked out of the classroom, and some people ran to the playground. However, almost no one in the third grade of high school moved around. Under the training of the teachers, they had reached the state of not changing their colors.

It was indeed an earthquake, but the epicenter was thousands of miles away. Huaimen was only affected. In a brief panic, the school continued to attend classes normally. It was only when I watched TV at night that the earthquake was very serious. The magnitude reached 8 magnitude of Richter and the intensity was 11 magnitude. The traffic in the earthquake area had been interrupted and the death toll was unknown.

In the next few days, news came one after another. The earthquake was very serious, with the death toll of tens of thousands, and the economic losses were endless. Many websites changed the homepage to black and white to show mourning. On the seventh day of the disaster, the first seventh day of the victims, the whole country mourned. In the classroom of Class 3 and 5 of high school, the atmosphere was solemn. Teacher Ni stood on the podium and signaled everyone to stand up and observe silently. At this time, a sound of whistle sounded outside the window, and all cars were honking their whistles to mourn. Some girls with rich emotions began to sob silently, and then the whole class burst into tears. From the snow disaster that swept half of China at the beginning of the year to the Wenchuan earthquake in May, the country and nation had endured too heavy hardships.

Teacher Ni said nothing, picked up a piece of chalk, turned around and wrote four big words on the blackboard.

"It's hard to make a country prosperous."

The school started to raise donations for the disaster area, and there was a long queue next to the blood donation trucks on the street. In this case, the small treasury of the three friends had to be used out of order. According to Fu Ping'an's wishes, they would just donate them all. Anyway, they could continue to make money. However, Sun Jiebao opposed it. He said that we are just students, and it is our responsibility to do a good job in learning. Besides, there are countries and governments to save disasters. It is better if we have three melons and two dates.

Shen Kai supported Sun Jiebao, and he said: "My father said that the money raised may not be used on the edge of the knife. Maybe who will be cheaper? Just think about it."

The minority obeyed the majority, and Fu Ping'an had to agree. In order not to cause the students' fuss, they did not donate money at school, but directly donated money online. Sun Jiebao used online banking at home, donated 10,000 yuan to charity organizations, and posted screenshots on QQ as proof.

...

The weather is getting hotter and hotter in May, and Fan Dong is uncomfortable living on the sixth floor. He cannot get out of bed, let alone going downstairs to exercise. He is less than fifty years old this year and does not want to become a useless person. So Fu Ping'an moved back upstairs and Fan Dong stayed in the convenience store downstairs. He went to bed at night and could play mahjong during the day to enjoy himself. This is a good arrangement.

On the first night back to the sixth floor, Fu Ping'an lit up the desk lamp, lifted the curtains and looked at the opposite side. This time, the Clover girl was standing in front of the window and looking at this side. Because in the bedroom, she was only wearing a suspender shirt with her snow-white shoulders exposed. When Fu Ping'an appeared, she smiled and pulled the curtains.

Fu Ping'an was feeling melancholy when he suddenly found that the lights on the opposite side were flashing, flashing one, two, three or four times, and after a few seconds, they flashed two more times.

What does this mean? The light is broken, unlike Fu Ping'an's brain, which is running quickly, searching for the answer from his knowledge of ancient and modern times. By the way, this is the word of the lamp. The Morse code emitted by the light. He took out his notebook and took out the copied Morse code meter. He found that the four shorts are letter h and the two shorts are letter i. The Clover girl was greeting him, and she was saying: "hi."

Fu Ping'an scratched his ears and didn't know how to reply. It was unrealistic to chat in lights. He needed to translate the pinyin or English into a code, and then use consecration to control the light to send it out. The other party deciphered it in reverse. After chatting a day, he could not talk about ten sentences, so the reply must be simple.

After thinking for a long time, Fu Ping'an used his desk lamp to emit three long, long and long words, meaning "ok". After a few minutes, the lights on the opposite side shone again, one short and three long, long and long. It translated as "jy", which should mean cheering. Fu Ping'an wanted to reply again, but the desk lamp suddenly became dark again, the switch was turned on and off, and the light bulb flashed out.

The game of dialogue in the lantern language had to be stopped. Fu Ping'an wanted to continue studying, but his mind couldn't calm down. The 3rd Leaf Crocodile girl was not from No. 2 Middle School. She had been paying attention to it on campus and had never seen her before. Then there was only one possibility. She was a student of No. 1 Middle School. Huaimen No. 1 Middle School was only five or six minutes away from riding a bicycle here. No. 1 Middle School is the provincial focus. The 3rd Leaf Crocodile girl must be the top student of No. 1 Middle School. I wonder if she would have any interaction with her in the future, such as meeting on a university campus... Fu Ping'an had to forcefully stop her Hu Silian. The college entrance examination is still half a month, and it is the sprint stage. I just need to ask someone for a QQ account after the exam.

Time flies, and graduation is about to be completed. One day at the end of May, Teacher Ni walked up to the podium, holding a bunch of test papers in his hand, and as usual, he wanted to give the test papers to give the test papers to the test papers, but Teacher Ni waved his hand to signal the class monitor to sit down, looked around every face in the classroom, and said, "This is the last moment and the last time all the students of the 2008 High School Class 35 sit here together. From now on, it is almost impossible for this class to reunite again."

There was a silence below, and sad emotions instantly filled with them.

Teacher Ni held up his glasses and continued, "You are about to face the college entrance examination. The college entrance examination is different from the junior high school and junior high school entrance examinations. It is the first important hurdle in life. For this leap, each of you has been studying hard for nine years, especially in the third year of high school. It can be said that life is very hard. You can look at each other and what have you all become for the sake of learning?"

The students looked at each other and felt that nothing was wrong. The boys grabbed their hair and beards, but the girls did not wear makeup and faced the sky. Everyone wore simple school uniforms. In terms of appearance, it was almost the lowest point in life. Studying took almost all their energy, so they had no time to dress up their image.

"The college entrance examination is very difficult, but there is a saying that you must remember that God will give a great responsibility to this person. He must first make his heart and mind work hard. His senior year of high school will be a valuable asset in your life and will benefit for life. In addition, what the teacher wants to warn you is that the college entrance examination is just the first mountain. When you climb over this mountain and enter the university campus and graduate successfully, you will find that there are still 100,000 mountains in front of you. Therefore, the college entrance examination is not the end, but the starting point. The university degree is like a train ticket. The education of the Peking University is the Harmony High-speed Railway. The education of the 211,985 degree is a soft sleeper. The two non-first degree is a hard sleeper. The second degree is a hard seat. The junior college degree is a seat. What is the ticket for not being able to get into a university? "

There was a burst of laughter below, some people said it was a tank truck, and some people said it was a long-distance bus.

"I didn't buy a ticket." Teacher Ni said, "The following is quiet. This metaphor is very vivid. Everyone can understand the gap between high-speed trains and no tickets. It only takes about ten hours to get from Beijing to Shanghai. If you don't have a ticket, you can only choose other means of transportation or walk. No matter how you go, it will be much slower than high-speed trains.

Teacher Ni continued: "Some students have poor grades, maybe they can't get a first-class student or even fail the exam, but don't be discouraged. The college entrance examination is not the only way to success. Life is rich and colorful. The road is always under your feet. Everyone knows the example of the tortoise and hare racing. Well, after school today, they will cut their hair, wash their hair, shave their beards, take graduation photos tomorrow, and hold a graduation prom. You can be allowed to not wear school uniforms."

The next day, the students in Class 3 and 5 of high school were completely renewed. The male students shaved their beards and cleaned their hair, the female students washed their hair, and some even put on light makeup. For the first time, they discovered that their classmates were actually so beautiful and handsome. Teacher Ni wore contact lenses and a white skirt today, which was simply unrecognizable.

Other grades are in class, and senior high school graduates lined up on the playground to take graduation photos. Under the command of the photographer, they showed their brightest smiles and freeze their youth in this second.

The graduation prom that everyone is looking forward to is just a farewell stage. In fact, it is just a stage for farewell. In the music, everyone is hugging each other. There are boys and girls with a little ambiguous relationship with each other. They even took this opportunity to confess their love. Fu Ping'an wanted to ask Kong Que to dance, but he couldn't dance at all, so he had to watch others dance first. He felt that he had almost learned it. He brewed his feelings and walked over, and was intercepted by Mu Lan halfway.

"Dance with dad." Mu Lan stretched out her hand.

"Don't make trouble." Fu Ping'an tried to push Mu Lan away. In just a few seconds, Kong Que

After being invited away by another boy, Fu Ping'an had to dance with Mu Lan, but neither of them could, so they had to walk around in a dance manner.

"Do you know, Kong made sure to send it." Mu Lan said in a low voice.

"Ah?" Fu Ping'an was shocked.

"They went to the Second Middle School just to be admitted, otherwise they would be admitted in the first middle school in the morning." Mu Lan looked at her inquiries, "Kong is so proud of her father, Director Kong, and he still can't get a quota for the First Middle School. Do you know why their family has to get an offer for the first middle school so hard?"

"Why?" Fu Ping'an really didn't understand. Kong Que's academic performance was very good. It was logical that it was no problem to get into a good university.

"Because Kong Que is a person who is usually fine, but once he encounters a major exam, she will lose her links. She studied in No. 1 Middle School in junior high school, and the tests are good, but she still messed up the exam. So for the sake of safety, her parents came to No. 2 Middle School to attend the second middle school and decided from the first year of high school to attend high school to be admitted."

After hearing Mu Lan's explanation, Fu Ping'an was not jealous or angry. He just felt that this was natural. Other people's parents were not ordinary people, so they could naturally pave the way for their children. His parents were ordinary people. They had just reached the level of food and clothing, and they could not compare.

At the end of the song, Fu Ping'an abandoned Mu Lan and searched for Kong Que in the crowd. Unexpectedly, Teacher Ni came to the front and said Fu Ping'an, let's go out to chat, so he had to follow Teacher Ni to the corridor.

"Fu Ping'an, I've been surprised by your progress over the past few months. I've never seen a student who can fully realize his potential. You are a student with high IQ. With hard study, you are simply unrivaled. The teachers evaluated it and felt that you would be fine at the Normal University. If you perform well, it is possible for Jiang University to do so."

Fu Ping'an said: "Thank you, my university tuition fee is settled, so our school doesn't need to help you."
Chapter completed!