It was freezing rain outside the window, and the cold wind was raging. Although the walls blocked the severe cold outside, it was still freezing inside the classroom. The students were wrapped in thick clothes, and even if they were wearing gloves, they still had trouble writing smoothly.
Yu Wen wondered: "Our school is so rich and has a gym and an upgraded library. Why doesn't it install air conditioning?"
Jiang Yanan also didn't understand. It was too cold. The stool she was sitting on was covered with cotton cushions purchased online.
Shen Qing'e: "Hurry up and pretend."
Chen Siyu shouted unyieldingly: "The severe cold will only temper my heart and make me extremely strong!"
Xue Yuantong said disgustedly: "Siyu, please stop squeezing me."
Chen Siyu clung to the warm plush version of Tongtong, and she was grateful: "Thank you for having you, which warms the four seasons!"
The quiet Bai Yuxia did not participate in their complaints. She held a warm electric hot water bottle alone and gently recited classical Chinese.
Chen Siyu turned around and saw Bai Yuxia's calm look. She moved her hand over and took away the hot water bottle in Bai Yuxia's arms.
Bai Yuxia warned her with her eyes and ordered her to return it quickly.
Chen Siyu held a hot water bottle, lowered her cheek, and coaxed: "Baby, be good, mom is tired, let aunt hold you."
Bai Yuxia: “…”
The deskmate with the problem!
The sound of reading in the class is getting louder and louder. Now it is the second year of high school. Nearly half of the entire high school career has passed, and the power of the college entrance examination is gradually coming.
Amidst the sound of reading loudly, the back door of the classroom was pushed open, and a gust of cold wind blew in, making the nearby students tremble slightly. Fortunately, Shan Qingrong closed the door in time.
He first observed Xue Yuantong's condition, then walked around the classroom, and finally stepped onto the podium.
Shan Qingrong raised his hand and the class fell silent.
Guo Kunnan looked happy. He was studying by himself early so he wouldn't have to study anymore. It was estimated that the head teacher would give some great advice.
Although teachers are trapped in campus all year round and their social experience is not as broad as that of sales and other professions, they are enough to kill high school students in an instant. Everyone likes to listen to the class teacher bragging, especially in this kind of upright situation without endorsement.
"It's been cold recently. Please wear more clothes to avoid catching a cold." Shan Qingrong transformed into a weather announcer.
"Now at the end of January, I will have another week of classes and it will be time for the exam."
The word "exam" was very exciting to the students, and everyone was in high spirits.
Shan Qingrong: "Don't just think about a holiday. The final exam is a city-wide joint exam. Everyone should review well and take the exam. For many students, the chance to change their destiny lies in the college entrance examination."
"If you do well in the exam, you will jump across the class ladder." Shan Qingrong said, "For example, if you are admitted to a 985 university."
He said solemnly, and Zhang Chi, who was sitting below, jumped out and retorted: "985 is just like that. If you study well, you may not be able to cross the class."
Shan Qingrong glanced at him and said, "Do you know what 985 and 211 are?"
Although we are all high school students, many students only have a vague impression of a lot of knowledge, such as college, aspirations, etc., but they are not very good at explaining it in detail.
Even everyone's understanding of university life comes from Gao Heshuai's boast about "the years he studied at Nanjing Normal University", which is colorful and enviable.
For a while, Gao Heshuai boasted all day long. Later, Cui Yu asked Gao Heshuai if it was easy to find a partner in college.
Gao Heshuai fell silent, and from then on spoke very little.
On the contrary, the beautiful teacher Guo rarely talked about his college days. Everyone always asked questions with great interest. Guo Ran was so kind that he couldn't refuse. Occasionally, he would say a few words, which immediately aroused the curiosity of the students.
After Shan Qingrong asked about 985 and 211, the students were still thinking, and Chen Qian's voice sounded. He introduced: "985 was selected in May 1998 to build an internationally advanced first-class university. There are 39 universities in the country.
As for 211..."
Shan Qingrong nodded: "Yes, that's very good."
"Although there are 39 985 universities across the country, for now, the only people in our class who have hope of getting into 985 are Xue Yuantong, Jiang Ning, Chen Qian, Song Sheng, and Bai Yuxia."
Song Sheng raised his head and chest, looked around the four golden flowers, and thought to himself: 'What kind of class do you want, sit with me!'
"As for 211, well, Dong Qingfeng, Huang Zhongfei, Miao Zhe, Shan Kaiquan, the four of you, please keep working hard." Shan Qingrong said.
The students who were nominated enjoyed the attention of other students, while the students who were not nominated secretly held their breath.
"Although there are many college students now, being admitted to the 211 Normal School definitely means a bright future." Shan Qingrong confessed, "I was just a second normal school back then. Your math teacher was Gao Heshuai. He was in the 211 Normal School, so you can see the treatment.
"
Shan Kaiquan nodded. Although Gao Heshuai had a bad character, he lived a good life in his childhood. He was young, drove a business car, and recently bought a new house in Yuzhou.
Zhang Chi jumped out to deny: "He is not doing well. There is a shrimp and crab seller in our village who earns four to five million yuan a year."
Shan Qingrong asked: "Do you know what time the shrimp and crab seller gets up?"
Zhang Chi doesn't know.
Shan Qingrong explained: "There is a difference between earning over 10,000 yuan per month and earning over 10,000 yuan per month. You can earn 10,000 yuan by going to a construction site to move bricks and working hard, but it is not the same as working nine to five in an office and blowing air conditioners and earning 10,000 yuan."
Can it be the same?"
Zhang Chi insisted on his own opinion: "I don't think reading is that useful. Many people can make a fortune even if they don't read well!"
Shan Qingrong: "What you said is not unreasonable. Not being on the list does not mean there is no path at your feet, but why not take the bright road of studying?"
Dong Qingfeng laughed: "It's because Zhang Chi is not good at reading. The more people who don't read, the more they like to think that reading is useless."
Chen Qian said calmly: "It's not that reading is useless, it's that you don't read enough books."
Wang Longlong couldn't help but praise: "That's so right, Brother Qian!"
In order to show his vision, Dong Qingfeng said: "If you really want to compare incomes, my father's classmate studied for a Ph.D. and now studies high-energy physics and earns an annual salary of one million US dollars."
Zhang Chi gave an example: "There are still people who have won tens of millions in the lottery. How long will it take to earn a doctorate?"
Dong Qingfeng chuckled and said to his classmates: "Now everyone believes it. You must study hard. If you don't study, you will be like Zhang Chi and publish such nonsense!"
There were bursts of laughter, and Zhang Chi was furious!
Dong Qingfeng was serious. His family and his knowledge made him full of confidence. He said: "Only people with shallow ideas like you can simply use money to divide classes!"
"Money is divided into levels. Let me ask you, a young talent who studies hard, is admitted to a top medical university, studies for graduate school, becomes a chief surgeon at the age of thirty, and earns an annual salary of 500,000, and your shrimp and crab seller
Can villagers have the same social status?"
"Can a boss who founded a high-tech company and provided jobs for hundreds of people, with a net worth of over 100 million, be the same as an ordinary office worker who won 100 million in a lottery ticket?"
"Even if the amount of money is the same, what classifies you is what kind of person you are and how you earn the money."
After Dong Qingfeng said these words, he was too lazy to talk to Zhang Chi, a single-celled organism, and sat down alone.
Cao Kun noticed Meng Ziyun's moved expression, and his heart ached!
Shan Qingrong was slightly surprised after listening to the debate about concepts among his classmates. Dong Qingfeng was really not an ordinary person. He had such insight at such a young age.
…
Many students agree with Dong Qingfeng’s point of view.
Zhang Chi disagrees, how can a young man give up?
After school at noon, after eating, he ran outside the school for a walk, looking for opportunities.
I met Shen Xu from Class 9 next door. Zhang Chi once loved and hated Shen Xu. After the collapse of his mobile phone empire, his girlfriend abandoned him. Now Shen Xu is known as a green forest hero. Zhang Chi just wants to laugh.
.
Zhang Chi shouted: "Shen Xu, hi!"
Classes 8 and 9 were very close to each other, and Shen Xu and Zhang Chi were acquaintances. When they saw someone coming, with Shen Xu's emotional intelligence, they were naturally cheerful and even handed him a cigarette.
Zhang Chi didn't answer, so he asked: "Xu Zi, do you think there is a future in studying?"
Shen Xu flicked the ashes from his cigarette and sneered: "If you study in this book, I will find a business directly after graduation."
Zhang Chiru met his confidant: "Haha, that's good. If the business gets bigger in the future, all those college students will come to work for me!"
The two had the same ideas and had a great conversation.
Passing by a lottery station on the way, Zhang Chi thought about winning 100 million in the lottery he had studied and debated earlier, and the desire in his heart grew like a demon.
Zhang Chi said: "Xuzi, do you want to buy a lottery ticket?"
Shen Xu was hesitating. There was no way to get money now, and he couldn't bear to work as a hawker. He didn't have much money!
Zhang Chi said: "Whether you go or not, I will definitely go. I believe in my luck."
Shen Xu thought for a while: "I seem to have heard from Tianpeng that you were very lucky. You even won an iPhone while playing One Yuan Treasure Hunt."
Zhang Chi's expression changed. He had indeed won, but he lost so much later that he even resold his mobile phone second-hand to make money back.
Zhang Chi laughed: "Indeed, indeed."
Shen Xu smiled and joked: "What a good life!"
Zhang Chi said: "My friend has been like this since he was young."
That was when he was in elementary school. One year, his parents gave him 10 yuan to pay back the book fee. Zhang Chi couldn't hold it back on the way to school and spent money to buy snacks at a small store. After spending 1 yuan, he still had 9 yuan left. piece.
Okay, now there was not enough to pay, so he gave up on himself and bought another bottle of iced black tea. Okay, now there is less.
Zhang Chi passed by a game arcade and couldn't hold it back. He went in to play games and ended up with only 1 game coin left in his pocket.
Shen Xu: "What happened next?"
Zhang Chi recalled a day he would never forget. He said: "The game machine was very dark, the sound made my head hurt, and there was a smell of feet... When I was confused, I saw a slot machine placed in the corridor..."
Shen Xu couldn't believe it: "Could it be that you..."
Zhang Chi laughed loudly and said: "Yes, I won 10 yuan with only one coin left!"
Shen Xu cursed: "Hold the grass, God of Gamblers!"
Zhang Chi recounted his experience as a teenager. In the cold wind, he was fearless and stepped into the lottery station resolutely.
“Boss, where is the scratch-off ticket!”
ten minutes later.
Zhang Chi lost all his money and regretted it endlessly!
…
Heba, there is no sun today.
Jiang Ning moved the chair to the main room, which was spacious and warm. Even the lonely Chu Chu had a place to stay.
Xue Yuantong was swiping his phone and suddenly said: "Jiang Ning, if Chen Siyu and Chen Siqing fall into the river together, who will you save?"
Jiang Ning: "Who are you saving?"
Xue Yuantong: "Hehe, I can't tell the difference!"
Jiang Ning was playing with his homemade wooden structure car. Xue Yuantong always talked to him. She asked again: "Then Chu Chu and I fall into the river, who are you going to save?"
Jiang Ning: "If you keep asking these boring questions, I'll go out and play stuff."
Xue Yuantong fell silent.
At this time, Boss Yang passed by from the east, holding a few small green vegetables in his hand.
When he saw Jiang Ning, he shouted: "Jiang Ning, I will kill the sheep in the afternoon, and then I will bring you a pot of mutton soup."
Jiang Ning: "Thank you."
Boss Yang: "You're welcome!"
Next to him was a girl in a down vest, about 20 years old, with a temperament and a bit more make-up than an ordinary female student.
Tongtong and Chu Chu didn't pay attention to the female students. Since Boss Yang opened the farmhouse, various customers have often come to Heba. The farmhouse is positioned as high-end and those who can afford the fees are basically the rich people in Yuzhou.
Rich people may not necessarily have excellent looks, but most of the wives they find are beautiful, and their children generally inherit their looks.
There were many high-status guests among them, so Boss Yang was asked to pick them up personally.
Passing by Jiang Ning's house, Yang Qian asked in surprise: "Brother, they look a bit familiar?"
Yang Fei: "The battery bike was riding very fast yesterday."
"Oh, them." Yang Qian remembered it and stopped asking.
I'm just a little confused, my cousin seems to be very familiar with them?
After thinking about it, she probably understood that her cousin had such a personality and was good at dealing with people.
Originally, Yang Qian was not at ease with her cousin's farmhouse. The reason why Yang Fei was great was because her father-in-law was arrogant, which was recognized by their extended family.
However, she went to the farmhouse yesterday and observed it for a day, especially after looking at the account books. She discovered how secretive her cousin's farmhouse was. The unit price was high and the profit was high. It was absolutely no problem to make hundreds of thousands a year.
Of course, what surprised Yang Qian the most was that she actually met two boys. After hearing the background introduced by her cousin, she was secretly shocked.
Lin Zida and Zhuang Jianhui seem to regard Heba as another nest recently, especially Zhuang Jianhui, who does not need to go to school because of his illness.
Unfortunately, the pond is frozen and fishing is not possible.
"Brother Jianhui." Yang Qian greeted him with a pretty smile after seeing him.
Zhuang Jianhui's reaction was flat: "Yeah."
Yang Qian continued: "Are you busy this afternoon?"
University is a small society, and you are beginning to come into contact with the colorful world. Especially for a girl with Yang Qian's appearance, just relying on a meal and a few small gifts from her suitors is not enough to support a luxurious life.
Her living expenses are 1,500 yuan, and her roommate’s living expenses are 5,000 yuan. Can the licking dog give her a living standard of 5,000 yuan?
If you can't do it, it's probably not a licking of a dog.
Therefore, some girls who are quick-thinking will be forced by the world to subconsciously seek better living conditions.
Zhuang Jianhui replied: "Sleep."
Lin Zida noticed the green vegetables in Boss Yang's hand and asked, "Where did you get them?"
Boss Yang: “It’s harvested in Uncle Tang’s greenhouse.”
Lin Zida was shocked: "Can you pick vegetables from those families?"
Recently, Lin Zida gradually figured out the members of the bungalow, the arrogant butcher, the cunning teacher, the arrogant naughty child, the sarcastic young woman...
Who the hell are they?
Boss Yang: "Uncle Tang is one of the few good people."
