Learning Makes Me Rich

Zhou Xiu walked into the office, she found the teacher in her class and asked: "I have a math problem and can't write, is the teacher free?"

Teacher Huang teaches mathematics in Class 24. He himself has taught ordinary classes for more than ten years, and he has never moved his position. Although the welfare of the Rocket Class and the Winner Class is high, they are not as leisurely and worry-free as the ordinary classes.

He turned off the stocks he was browsing, and asked eagerly: "What questions do you want to ask?"

Zhou Xiu pointed to the acupressure question.

"It's useless for you to study this question, so you don't need to write it. Do you have anything else?"

Teacher Huang's wandering gaze turned back to the stocks on the website.

He doesn't think that the students in Class 24 are capable of playing games and sleeping in class every day. The funny thing is that there is a girl in the class who only knows how to make-up.

Instead of wasting patience on them, it is better to watch the stock market more.

"How could it be useless?" Zhou Xiu asked.

She couldn't ask the final question, so she turned to geometric questions.

Teacher Huang glanced at the test paper. This was a deliberate problem created by the math team leader, far beyond the level of the 24 students. It's not that he looks down on Class 24, but in fact Class 24 is a place where a group of **** and rich second generations gather and hang around.

He frowned and said, "Do you know the nature of the harmonic quadrilateral? Show me the back."

Zhou Xiu shook her head.

Teacher Huang handed her a pencil: "Find me the wrong point in it?"

Zhou Xiu shook her head again.

After asking three questions, Mr. Huang put aside his contemptuous attitude and furiously: “I don’t listen carefully in class, and pretend to be diligent after class. The teacher’s precious time is wasted by students like you. Go back and copy this theorem a hundred times. pass it to me!"

The rural education resources are poor, Zhou Xiu has never touched this knowledge point.

She met the teacher's contemptuous eyes, and the indifference in those eyes was embarrassing.

"Teacher...I..."

"Are you making excuses for your mistakes?"

Zhou Xiu said seriously: "I don't have one."

She clenched her fists silently and walked out of the office with the test paper.

[Juvenile, to change how others think about you, and let the world recognize you, first you need to change yourself. 】

Zhou Xiu stopped at the door of the office.

The system also said: "Keep away from it, and the dead wood does not break; if you persevere, the gold and stone can be pierced. Most people's talents are mediocre, but they can often be made up for through acquired efforts. Do you want to give up when you are young? 】

Zhou Xiu gripped the test paper tightly, turned around and walked into the office again.

Zhou Xiu walked towards Teacher Huang's position, and when Teacher Huang was preparing to teach others, he passed him by mistake.

She saw a leisurely male teacher in the corner of the office, and boldly handed the test paper to him in the corner.

"Hi teacher, I can't write a few questions, can you teach me?"

"Oh, show it to me?"

This old teacher who is over half a hundred years old seemed a little surprised, but quickly went straight to the topic and started the topic.

It doesn't seem to care if Zhou Xiu is his student.

Teacher Huang opened his mouth.

After half an hour, Zhou Xiu stumbled and resolved her confusion. It took her ten minutes to sort out her thoughts, and then the table next door was filled with test papers.

When the test paper was filled, the system did not issue a sound of task completion.

Zhou Xiu clenched the pen tightly, took a deep breath, and asked this kind old teacher cheeky.

"Can the teacher correct the paper for me?"

Not only was the old teacher surprised. Teacher Huang was also dumbfounded, he was angry and angry.

He thought this was because the poor student deliberately dismissed him. Otherwise, whoever doesn't look for her will find the teacher with the weirdest temper in the grade group.

The old teacher asked: "Does the score matter?"

Of course it is important.

This is about whether Zhou Xiu is walking or taking a car back tonight. She knew she could not count on Teacher Huang, who was addicted to stocks, to change her test papers.

The old teacher didn't struggle for long, picked up the red pen and quickly corrected Zhou Xiu.

One hundred points test paper, no more, no less, exactly eighty points.

The bright red eighty fell, and the sound of the system completing the task instantly fell in that instant. Zhou Xiu felt that there was no music in the world more beautiful than it.

[Ding—Mr. Wang's math test paper (32A) has a correct rate of 80%, please receive a 5RMB reward. 】

Zhou Xiu put her hand in her pocket and touched it.

Touched a thin banknote.

She smiled knowingly: "Thank you teacher."

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After Zhou Xiu left, Teacher Huang shirks responsibility and complains to the old teacher in general:

"That student is too ignorant, did she delay you a lot of time? This kind of student is too difficult to teach, and the theorem that I just said a few days ago is forgotten."

Teacher Huang didn't even know that Zhou Xiu was in the class today.

The old teacher said calmly: "Why? Although her basic foundation is a bit poor, but the logic is okay. The paper scored 80 points."

Eighty points?

The smile on Teacher Huang's mouth suddenly stagnated.

Volume A has always been written for students in the Rocket Class and Winner Class, especially the last few finale questions, which were completely played by the team leader, and occasionally used to select seedlings for the competition class. Although Zhou Xiu took advantage of it and asked the teacher the solution to the big question.

But it doesn't mean that the questions she did before can be done.

"Hehe, you must have made the papers this time easy. I am afraid that Xi Shaoyuan, who is in Teacher Wang's class, can write and write with full marks."

The old teacher said indifferently: "He, he has zero points."

Time between classes.

Although he made money back to the Xi's home through speculation, Zhou Xiu still took a little time to fully understand the knowledge of these big questions. Two pages full of notes.

The tidbits at the same table woke up and saw Zhou Xiu working so hard, yawning and asking: "You have such a good grade, why didn't you go to the rocket class."

Her judgment is simple and rude, and she can still come to Yude to study in a difficult family background. She must be a top student.

Zhou Xiu corrected her honestly: "My grades are average."

Trivia: "Cut."

Xueba is really hypocritical.

After school, Zhou Xiu, who was able to get back to Xi’s home smoothly after boarding the subway bus, received a call from home.

The aunt of the Xi family told her with a weird look: "Xiuxiu, your family called you."

Zhou Xiu answered the phone.

"Zhaodi, now you have fallen into the blessing nest and can't end up enjoying your blessings. My mother-in-law heard that Xi's family is so rich, so don't just study—"

A cold and hard voice came from the microphone, which frightened Zhou Xiu.

Hearing this, Zhou Xiu hung the microphone in the air and did not listen to the crackling and greedy voices inside. When Zhou Xiu was forced to drop out of school some time ago, this sharp voice also said:

"What's the use of girls reading so many books! In the end, it's not about marrying someone else's house!"

In the dream, the Zhou family repeatedly emphasized to "Zhou Xiu" that she should have a good relationship with the Xi family, especially Xi Shaoyuan.

"Xiu, you are going to live with the young master of the Xi family. With him, you will be prosperous in your life."

Xi Shaoyuan's driver had already returned from the pick-up service. By this time, he had already finished running and came back from the outside, just in time to see Zhou Xiu making a call.

The girl from the country hangs the microphone in the air with a cold and impatient look, and doesn't want to listen to the family's calls at all.

It is very different from courting and welcoming the family.

Xi Shaoyuan's gaze stayed on her for a while.

When Zhou Xiu listened to her family persuading her to please Xi Shaoyuan, she looked up and saw his cold and lazy eyes.

Zhou Xiu was a little grateful. Fortunately, Xi Shaoyuan couldn't understand the native dialect of grandma, otherwise she would have to find a place to sew in.

Zhou Xiu hung up the phone. I was stunned and became vigilant: It seems that I will have to listen to such brainwashing calls less in the future.

Isn't it good to study hard? She would not be as naive as "Zhou Xiu". She can get rich by studying, why should she rely on men.

[That’s right. 】

[Congratulations to the boy for establishing a correct view of the world. 】

kitchen.

When the aunt of the Xi family was cleaning up, she murmured, "Zhou Xiu's family is very strange, so I asked about it. Not only about the wife, but also about the young master, I can't wait to get to the bottom of it."

They are not so concerned about their children. The face of greed is undoubtedly revealed.

Aunt Niu and Zhou Xiu are half fellows, and they can understand some of Zhou Xiu's native dialect. She answered the phone call from Zhou Xiu's family just now.

Aunt Niu was very disgusted.

She was worried about the country girl who suddenly appeared.

The aunt couldn't help being vigilant: "The madam is too much hearted, and she doesn't avoid the age of the child. Even when she is a teenager, she will play together..."

The poor girl has seen wealth and wealth, and I am afraid that she will not be able to beat and scold them in the future.

The butler smiled and said politely: "If the young master is so accessible, he will not be the young master."

"I hope that the young master will be more cheerful, and there will be more people in the family, and more anger. Don't you think it's good? I think the lady probably thinks so too."

Aunt Niu was suddenly silent.

The young master was grown up by them, and it sounds pitiful. Remember to provide you with wonderful\novel reading in one second on the mobile phone.

His parents divorced when he was five years old and grew up with his mother. Madam Xi didn't care about him either. This is a strange way of getting along with mother and son. Sometimes she is so busy that she almost forgets that she still has such a son.

The steward said: "If we are really worried, we can beat it."

Actually, there is no need to beat.

Zhou Xiu hung up the phone in advance, and heard such words when she wanted to get some water. It turned out that Xi Mu was the only one who was slow, and the others had long been wary.

Zhou Xiu swallowed and resisted the desire to drink water. Looking forward, she silently left the kitchen and went back to the room to do her homework.

[System, I want to preview my homework! 】

[Come on, boy! 】

When Zhou Xiu was in the country, she had already previewed one-third of mathematics. Her best subject was mathematics. During the days when she was forced to drop out of school, she had nothing to do and turned through textbooks.