What does four hundred yuan mean to a high school student?
Zhang Jiajun's vanguard scouts were Zeng Yunde's guide.
"The four hundred yuan given by Brother Xiaofan is a constructive spend. Take three hundred for yourself and spend another hundred for important information. Good steel should be spent on the blade."
After doing this, I made a net profit of three hundred.
Before ringing the bell, he hurriedly asked someone to find out what class Jiang Nian was in. The cost was 0 yuan, so he calculated it as 50 yuan and recorded it in his notebook first.
When the second period evening self-study was over, Zeng Yunde hurriedly left the classroom. He was so excited when he went up to the fourth floor that he realized something when he stepped into the corridor on the fourth floor.
This is the floor of the Science Olympiad class!
I am in the B-level science class, and there are two huge insurmountable barriers separated from the science Olympiad. So, the Jiang Nian that Brother Xiaofan wants to inquire about is from the Olympiad class?
Zeng Yunde is a very rigorous person. He began to reflect on why he would make such a low-end mistake and not notice the floor in advance.
After thinking about it, I came to a conclusion. None of the people who played with Brother Xiaofan were good at studying, so I didn't think much about it when I heard the other player's class number.
I originally thought that it would only be a science parallel class on the third floor, but ended up doing the Science Olympiad directly.
After a moment of silence, he hesitated.
The parallel class doesn't matter, but who dares to break into the Olympiad class casually? But then again, soldiers are very fast, and if you delay until tomorrow, you will definitely be scolded.
After all, four hundred dollars can't buy you any news.
After thinking for a moment, he plucked up the courage to approach Class 3 of the Olympiad. He walked along the corridor without squinting, but found that there was not a single boy alone.
In the corridor, five boys were playing Didier.
That kind of game where a boy hugs a boy is no different from a matryoshka doll. There is no purpose and no structure, just laughing and joking and vigorously playing back and forth.
This was different from his impression of the cognition of a top student, but it didn't matter. When he saw an acquaintance, he was like a rain meeting after a long drought, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hu Nianzhong, what a coincidence, come with me."
Two minutes later.
Hu Nianzhong was pulled into a corner, looking a little unhappy. This former junior high school classmate had a tough attitude towards him and did not take him seriously.
"What's up?"
His tone was quite cold, and he planned to leave after hearing what he said.
Zeng Yunde grinned and said.
"Do you have a mobile phone? Open your payment code and let me ask you something."
Hu Nianzhong raised his eyebrows and wondered why this scene looked so familiar.
Scoring twice belongs to yes.
Ten minutes had passed since the third period of evening self-study, and Jiang Nian rubbed his temples.
All the test papers for the six subjects have been revised, and some careless mistakes have been eliminated. If you don't understand math, physics and chemistry, you can directly ask Li Hua this reading machine.
Don’t want to read it? Give it a punch and read it.
Where there will be no hammering.
Seeing that it was still very early before school ended, he took out a newly issued Chinese language exercise book. He opened the first reading comprehension section and focused on novels and stories.
Relax first and combine work and rest.
When Jiang Nian heard the noise, he looked up and saw Hu Nianzhong coming in from the front door. He didn't pay much attention, and then turned back to see what the squad leader was doing.
Oh, do your homework.
Why haven’t I seen this tutorial before?
Li Qingrong was so stared at that she stopped writing. It wasn't until Jiang Nian turned her head that she continued writing.
I have just finished writing the remaining part and am about to turn the page.
Suddenly, Jiang Nian turned his head again without any warning.
Li Qingrong: "."
Hu Nianzhong walked through the aisle and returned to his seat, unable to calm down.
Hmm. I made two hundred yuan in an unexpected way.
The questions the other party asked were also quite detailed, but he didn't know much about Jiang Nian. So he picked some things he could talk about and talked about his grades.
He originally thought that this old classmate would leave, so he thought that a hundred dollars would not be a loss.
Unexpectedly, when the bell rang for the evening self-study class, Zeng Yunde gritted his teeth and gave him another hundred yuan. He only had one request, say something useful and don't fool him.
Hu Nianzhong agreed, and then analyzed Jiang Nian's promotion results in detail.
Zeng Yunde collapsed immediately and originally wanted to curse a few words. He happened to see the grade leader Ji Ming coming up from the stairs and swallowed back the words he had not yet spoken.
With a panicked look on his face, he ran away with his tail between his legs.
Perhaps because he was too "there is no three hundred taels of silver here", he was scolded by Ji Ming after only a few steps.
Zeng Yunde had a guilty conscience and simply took the young master's money to do the task. After being scolded, his mentality collapsed and he ran away to the corridor.
There was a heartbreaking sound at the top of the stairs. It must have been a fall.
On the seat, Hu Nianzhong didn't write a word.
He thought about the money he made in the past few days and the two experiences of being bribed with money. A vague question arose in his mind, what are the rules?
Do people who break the rules get more?
Class 105.
Zeng Yunde returned to class with a grin on his face and asked someone to change his seat. He sat down next to Zhang Xiaofan, not caring about his battered body.
"Brother Xiaofan, luckily you have fulfilled your mission. This battle is a great victory!"
"Oh? Please elaborate." Zhang Xiaofan became more energetic.
He was in need of mental nourishment now. He had just thought about how to hit Jiang Nian with a heavy blow. He couldn't imagine the chance of winning. After all, he didn't understand Jiang Nian. It just happened that he had just dozed off when the pillow came.
Zeng Yunde swallowed, bad news, there was no big victory.
People in this world are really unhappy, and people in Osaiban are also committing fraud. They took 200 yuan from me and talked about useless nonsense.
Hu Nianzhong looked like a boring gourd when he was in junior high school. How come he went to high school and entered the Olympiad class, but he seemed to be following a big dye vat.
So bad, you idiot!
Damn it, a good student is more evil than a bad student.
Now he has lost 200 yuan in funding and received a total of 0 information. To be honest, he can't save his mother, so he can only make it up.
As a bad student, this ability to tell lies is almost innate. He has been growing through training, and now he has become extremely proficient.
"Brother Xiaofan, listen to me." Zeng Yunde opened his mouth and started.
With the purpose of aligning the granularity with Fan Shao, we integrate limited information resources. Give information more empowerment, and through deep connection and potential energy accumulation, reach the critical path at high frequency to accurately meet Fan Shao's spiritual needs.
In human words, [it’s exactly what Brother Fan likes to hear].
"He doesn't have a girlfriend, and he can't catch up with anyone, but his grades are pretty good, almost 600%. He must be too poor, and his whole body is not as expensive as one shoe of Brother Xiao Fan."
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan felt comfortable.
"I knew it."
Zeng Yunde and Balabala also said that they were happy and kept talking.
"Brother Xiao Fan, why don't we play Mortal Kombat offline? Let's bring a few people to him to discuss our skills. It's so late at night outside of school. We can do a lot of good."
"You're stupid, you want to be fired?" Zhang Xiaofan glanced at him.
"Oh, that's right, he's in the Olympiad class." Zeng Yunde scratched his head, "That's not right, Brother Xiaofan, let's not fight, let's block him at the head office?"
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan was speechless.
"Do I still need you to teach me? It's really funny. If I could fight Mortal Kombat, I would have led a few sports students to block Jiang Nian outside the school and beat him up."
"Why not?" Zeng Yunde asked curiously.
Zhang Xiaofan slapped him on the head and said angrily.
"What's the use of you? You're asking me!"
After slapping Zeng Yunde seven or eight times, Zhang Xiaofan continued on the same topic.
"I'm not familiar with him, I only know a few things about basketball. I was still in junior high school at that time, and I heard that there was a fool who was playing one-on-three on the basketball court."
"In the end, the adults on both sides pressed each other together and forcibly reconciled. I still remember that there was a guy named Sole, who was a fool anyway."
Zeng Yunde was confused. He didn’t know him anyway.
"Harm, no matter what, Brother Xiaofan wants to punish him, I will be the first to go."
Zhang Xiaofan is impulsive, but he is not a fool. He just looks down on these people and treats them like toys. It's okay to be impulsive occasionally.
But once it goes beyond his "comfort zone", he will immediately become alert.
He is deeply influenced by his father and knows when to be aggressive and when to be restrained. He should avoid using his shortcomings to touch other people's strengths and should instead crush them.
"Let's talk about it later. Please help me check if he has anyone he likes."
"You really know how to cook?"
"What? Do you want to get married?" Jiang Nian held his head and wrote the question while chatting with Li Hua. He was about to finish his self-study at night, "I can hold a spoon at the age of eight."
"What kind of hand strength are you talking about? Are they real or fake?" Li Hua looked like I didn't believe him.
"My grandfather was a cook before he retired. I didn't like studying very much when I was a child." Jiang Nian stopped writing and said, "My mother is thinking of sending me to the countryside so that I can learn to cook and have some hardships."
"Guess what, hey, during one summer vacation, my level of sex was only lower than that of my grandfather."
Li Hua didn't hold back, "Hey, your bloodline has awakened, right?"
"almost."
"Then next time I visit your house, can you cook me two dishes?" Li Hua squirmed, "By the way, what will you do? Take a look at the menu."
"I'll give you two medicines." Jiang Nian was speechless.
Zhang Ningzhi was holding back a laugh, his shoulders were shaking slightly, and he couldn't help but ask.
"What will you do?"
"I'll cook something you like, and the menu can be filled in by hand." Jiang Nian changed his face instantly. There was no need for him to actually cook a few dishes anyway, so he could just pick something nice to say.
If you coax Zhizhi, won't there be drinks tomorrow?
Zhang Ningzhi pursed her lips and smiled, feeling happy again. Sure enough, happiness really depends on comparison. With Li Hua as the foreshadowing, the coaxing effect is outstanding.
After school, Jiang Nian met Xu Qianqian on the third floor.
"Does your class want to declare a challenge?"
"What the hell?" Jiang Nian was a little confused.
"Afternoon, our class teacher said it tonight." Xu Qianqian said, "The class leader took a group of people to read a challenge to the opponent's class."
"Write it on red paper or something like that. Our class's opponent is your class."
Hearing this, Jiang Nian let out a sigh without caring.
"Then are you the class leader?"
Xu Qianqian thought for a while, "I am the masses."
Chapter completed!