Every day, after the second class, there are twenty minutes of large breaks for exercises. During this period, Zhou Ziyang would smoke a cigarette with Liu Shuomao in the toilet.

I didn't smoke today, but chose to go over the wall and find an Internet cafe and sell all the stocks I bought now. In addition, the 1,500 yuan given by Zhou's father this morning, all of which was 5,000 yuan. Although it is impossible to hit the daily limit a day, Zhou Ziyang's impression seems to be rising all the time. Thirty percent a month is fine, but it's a pity that the money is too little. If I can allocate funds, it would be great. Forget it, I can make a little profit.

Zhou Ziyang said that Ji Yueming had no lies when he opened a college entrance examination sprint class in private. Ji Yueming did run a sprint class, which cost 800 yuan in three months. Many people in the class were teaching at him. Zhou Ziyang thought that he would ask for 400 more, but as long as his grades improved, the problem should not be big. Maybe he would take a first-class exam by himself. Zhou's father would not care about Ji Yueming's cram school when he was happy.

Anyway, Zhou Ziyang's mentality is very Buddhist now, just want to make more money, experience high school life, study hard, get into a good university, and don't think about anything else.

"Brother Zhou, do you think this can make money? My dad also plays every day." Liu Shuo looked at Zhou Ziyang buying stocks there and muttered over there.

"Don't play with this thing, you will not have any pants left after you will lose money." Zhou Ziyang said.

"Is it true or false?"

I operated the market in twenty minutes, and when I went back, I happened to be in class. I was still two minutes late, so I sneaked in from behind. Even if the teacher saw it, I would not say anything. I was about to take the college entrance examination. Who has the heart to take care of you bad students?

The last three months were boring. Every day, there were endless papers to write and notes to remember, one after another. At the beginning, the teacher at least corrected them, but the teacher later did not even approve them, and he just gave them a lecture after finishing.

"I've talked about this question eight hundred times!"

"This question is a bonus question!"

"What I'm saying about this question? It's odd and even, and it doesn't change! Symbols look at the quadrant!"

"This is Vedic's theorem!"

After getting everything done, Zhou Ziyang was completely immersed in high school life and began to study hard, with memories that he could never forget. Zhou Ziyang studied very quickly, buried his head in the sea of ​​books, reading one book after another, and doing the questions after reading it.

The only understanding is mathematics and physics.

Fortunately, there was a female student sitting in front of me. I asked directly if I didn’t know anything about it. I tapped Song Shihan’s bra strap with his index finger.

"What are you doing!" The girl with a ponytail turned around impatiently every time.

"How to do this question!?"

Song Shihan clenched his fists with gritted teeth, snorted, and told Zhou Ziyang obediently.

It was April, the grass was growing and the birds were flying, the spring was just right, and the spring breeze was not dry. On the playground, students in the lower grades were playing football and throwing sandbags.

When the wind blows, the sycamore trees make a sloping sound.

The teaching building is quiet here. Some students in the first and second grades are reading aloud, some are doing questions, and the students in the third grade are working hard.

The test papers are being posted one by one.

The slogans were shouting over and over again.

"A little improvement! Kill a thousand people!"

"If you don't fight, you won't be tired! If you don't fight, you won't fight! If you don't fight, you will be useless!"

"come on!"

"Come on~!"

The last three months have entered a white heat, and Zhou Ziyang has also put in enough effort to start learning. Others are doing test papers, Zhou Ziyang is reading books frantically, everyone is resting at noon, and Zhou Ziyang is still reading books.

Liu Shuo was shocked directly: "Brother Zhou, Internet cafe?"

"If you don't go, I want to study." Zhou Ziyang just said in a low voice.

"Damn~" The whole class suddenly sighed.

"???" Zhou Ziyang was stunned. Someone heard his voice in a low voice.

However, it was not a time to joke at this time. The college entrance examination was still going on. Except for Zhou Ziyang, everyone was working hard. As Ji Yueming said, not everyone has a good father!

Although Ji Yueming's mouth was a little poisonous, he really regretted that he was not strong enough.

Facing those children who didn't study in the back row, Ji Yueming gritted his teeth and said more than once: "Do you think you are all the same as Zhou Ziyang! Dad is a prosecutor! Or is your father like Liu Shuo! You earn tens of thousands of dollars in a month!?"

"Wake up! Think about how much money your parents earn in a month! If you do this, who will buy you a house and marry you in the future?"

Three months, and still have time to work hard!

Since you have come to this class, you will have a chance!

If you can’t get into a bachelor’s degree, it’s not too late to go to a better junior college!

But you can't live a life!

Look at Zhou Ziyang! His father is all prosecutors, and he is learning! What reason do you have to not work hard?

"He wanted to pursue Song Shihan!"

At this time, a boy in the back seat joked.

"Hahaha~" There was another laughter below. The college entrance examination was about to be done, but those who should be talking nonsense still had to be talking nonsense. Song Shihan blushed when he heard this, and turned around and glared at the boy fiercely.

The boy was not ashamed but proud, and felt like he had done something great.

Nothing more sad than being heartbroken. Ji Yueming looked at the boys who looked like rogues behind him and stopped talking.

Everyone has seen Zhou Ziyang’s changes these days. Some people die, but he will always be alive, but some people live, but he is better than he dies.

Continuing to study and do the test papers by myself, Ji Yueming came to Zhou Ziyang and saw Zhou Ziyang reading books all the time. He couldn't help but remind: "You have a poor foundation and it's not enough to just read books. You still have to do the test papers. If you have any questions you don't know, please come and ask me, Shihan, you have good grades, please help Ziyang more."

Song Shihan looked at Zhou Ziyang for a day and said oh, this damn bad guy! His reputation has been ruined by him! Now the whole class says that he is studying hard for himself! The teacher actually asked him to help him!?

At this time, Zhou Ziyang was like nothing happened, and was still reading a book! Even Teacher Ji ignored him, bad guy, bad guy!

Ji Yueming was also a little scared when he saw Zhou Ziyang like this. Zhou Ziyang has been too abnormal recently! If it were the past, Zhou Ziyang would probably talk to Ji Yueming. Ji Yueming couldn't help but remember what he said a few days ago, and suddenly felt a little weak. He was so sorry that he wanted Zhou Ziyang to study hard.

Zhou Ziyang wouldn't really tell his father? This is the case with poor scholars. They complain when they are fine, but after complaining, they can't help but worry, especially Zhou Ziyang is so abnormal now that he ignores himself.

Ji Yueming was struggling for a long time and couldn't help but say, "Otherwise, Ziyang, can you transfer to Shihan to sit next to Shihan? How can Shihan help you better?"
Chapter completed!