Learning Makes Me Rich

Qi Yaguang heard this and looked at Lu Lingshan in surprise.

She didn't usually pay attention to which classmate in the class was like, and she didn't even know what car to get to the school.

"No wonder, I just say thank God-it doesn't look like someone who pays attention to this information."

Thinking of this, Qi Yaguang suddenly said, "That watch belongs to Zhou Xiu!"

At that time she was the closest to thank God!

Qi Yaguang thought of getting Zhou Xiu's thermos one time, the four words on it should be "Hope Project", but the contradiction is that Zhou Xiu was still wearing a famous brand at the time, and she was actually assigned to Class 24. This is what puzzles Qi Yaguang the most.

Although the students in Class 24 are idle all day long, they are bottom in every exam, but they are the real rich second generation in terms of family background.

And why does Zhou Xiu go to Class 24?

In fact, this was purely the unintentional fault of Xi's mother. At first, she wanted to put Zhou Xiu into the Winner class, but unfortunately the head teacher of Winner class saw Zhou Xiu's results and refused, and MissLi became the successor.

She wondered whether there were more scumbags in the class anyway, and a lot less. Seeing the face of Mother Xi, she simply agreed.

Qi Yaguang said: "I didn't expect that the clothes she wore before were not cheap."

Lu Lingshan smiled.

Not only is it not cheap, Zhou Xiu lives in Xi's family, and the cost of food and clothing is according to Xi Shaoyuan's standards, and I don't know how rich it is than many girls. If it hadn't been investigated, I wouldn't know that Zhou Xiu was actually from a village.

at night.

When Zhou Xiu returned home, she saw her parents lying tiredly on the bed, and her mother was beating his father on the back.

She carefully analyzed the class teacher’s suggestion. If she cannot get the scholarship, it is safer to apply for an extra subsidy for poor students.

When Zhou Xiu finished her homework and was about to fill out her poverty application form, she found it was missing.

Fortunately, Zhou Xiu still remembers what materials need to be prepared to apply for poverty subsidy.

At the weekend, she ran to photocopy a series of materials such as proof of her parents going to work in the city and proof of income.

On Monday, she went to MissLi again and asked for an application form. After getting the application form, Zhou Xiu filled in his information on the spot, and attached the material proof.

This happened to be spotted by the old Wang next door.

Lao Wang silently withdrew his gaze, thinking that she had given her a test paper last time, she instead forced a hundred yuan for him.

Teacher Wang often sends test papers to the top students in the class to write, but the test papers of dozens of yuan are only a drop in the bucket, and courtesy is very affectionate to them. Teachers don't care, and students don't care much, and they don't give teachers the cost of examination papers.

Lao Wang couldn't help but think of a sentence, the poorer the child, the more ambitious.

...

Rocket class.

Lao Wang praised Xie Cheng's homework in the class, and took a little time to comment on his ideas. Immediately after criticizing some students who had degraded in mathematics, there was Lu Lingshan's name.

Lu Lingshan usually has a stable score of 120 or more in math tests. After joining the Mathematical Olympiad class, her math scores have reversed.

This is unexpected.

Lao Wang solemnly warned: "Not every student has a talent like Xie Cheng. If you can't get a score in the mathematics Olympiad, the college entrance examination mathematics is actually your real way out." Seven or eight Chinese geniuses remembered in one second.

The top students are accustomed to being scolded by the old king, and they are immune to such words.

After class, Qi Yaguang sat beside Lu Lingshan, and saw her sullen, as if tirelessly writing test papers and homework.

She reassuredly said, "Don't take Lao Wang's words to heart. He called me worse than Zhou Xiu last time in public."

"Li Simiao and Xu Haobo were also scolded so decently by him. You just haven't adapted to the rhythm of our class. It will be fine after a long time..."

Xie Cheng sat not far from Lu Lingshan, and his break between classes was interrupted.

He opened his eyes lazily and said, "Ms. Wang didn't scold you. You are indeed inferior to Zhou Xiu."

Qi Yaguang, who tried to give an example to comfort her best friend, choked with thanks to God, who she admired.

In any case, her mathematics is in the top five of the grade, and mathematics has always been her pride. Lao Wang criticized her calculations for being too **** than Zhou Xiu, but thank God, what is going on?

Xie Cheng paused and suggested: "Lu Lingshan should focus on math for the college entrance examination."

Qi Yaguang turned her head and saw Lu Lingshan clenching the pen in hand, her face paled, and she leaned on the table and started crying gracefully.

Qi Yaguang said angrily to Xie Cheng, "Why am I not as good as Zhou Xiu, I am in the top ten of my grade, she is out of 100."

Everyone's curious, surprised, and accusing eyes fell on Xie Cheng.

"Thank God, how can you talk like this?"

Banhua was so angry that you cried. Are the people who study hard still wrong?

After crying, Lu Lingshan wiped away her tears and continued to write the test paper. The degree of hard work was beyond the reach.

Qi Yaguang patted her girlfriend on the shoulder and comforted her: "Don't cry, hard work is useful. Zhou Xiu also used hard work to improve her grades."

"Although she is annoying, you can learn from her learning methods."

The smile on Lu Lingshan's face was solidified on her lips before it had time to bloom.

She still needs to learn from Zhou Xiu?

After school.

Lu Lingshan went to the office to help the head teacher organize a series of chores such as documents and application forms. There are always many such chores at the end of the semester, and the Rockets' head teacher also happens to be the grade director.

She sorted out various identification materials, halfway through sorting them, and suddenly she found the materials submitted by Zhou Xiu.

A week later.

Zhou Xiu was called to the office by MissLi, and MissLi returned her materials, "Your family is not an extremely poor household, and you still lack information about your birthplace, so you can't apply." Seven Eight Chinese is the fastest phone terminal:> Zhou Xiu was stunned. , Sighed, took his own things back.

The system slowly said: [Juvenile, am I not enough to help the poor? 】

【Ding——The Galaxy Interstellar Cold Gate Support Foundation is here to serve you wholeheartedly. 】

MissLi said: "Just forget it, go back and take the exam and get a scholarship--"

At this point, she suddenly stopped her voice.

She remembered Zhou Xiu's achievements, she was still far away from receiving the scholarship, saying such words seemed to comfort the deaf.

Zhou Xiu just nodded.

System: [Youth, we don’t want poverty subsidies, we need scholarships! 】

Zhou Xiu folded up her own form, she shouldn't have placed hopes on poverty to apply for subsidies. After this path was completely broken, Zhou Xiu's goal of getting the scholarship became clearer.

【it is good. Let's get scholarships. 】

After returning, Zhou Xiu packed her poor materials in a plastic file bag. As an inspiration, always remind yourself to cherish time.

Rely on strength to change his plight in an upright manner.

She cherishes her time very much. She doesn't even have the thought of writing winter homework in advance, and has to postpone it indefinitely before the final exam.

After seeing Zhou Xiu, she went to the office, and she immediately became like a hanging beam and a thorny strand when she came back.

In the past, I would occasionally take breaks and take walks outside during the inter-class time. Now it’s good, these activities have been completely cancelled.

Everyone went to dinner at noon, and Zhou Xiu was still desperately hurrying to study.

High school students are not forced to study late at night, especially for out-of-home students. But Zhou Xiu took part in the evening self-study for the first time, and did not end school until ten o'clock every day.

No one in Class 24 came to study at night, and the entire classroom was empty, only Zhou Xiu was alone.

One day, the boys in Class 24 stayed in school to play a few more basketball games, and they didn't break up until 8 o'clock. After the break up, one or two people returned to the classroom to get school bags.

Unexpectedly, the classroom was lit up, and when I walked in, it turned out that Zhou Xiu was studying.

Du Feiyang was frightened, and the basketball in his hand suddenly fell to the floor.

"Xiu Xiu, why are you still here?"

Zhou Xiu turned a deaf ear, immersed in learning.

Tan Ming also doesn't like to put his belongings in the storage room of the basketball team, because there are many girls there every day. In the teaching building, these students dare not be so presumptuous.

He also followed Du Feiyang back to the classroom to get his belongings.

Du Feiyang saw Zhou Xiu's serious study from the back and received a crit. He walked out of the corridor and called the tidbits to tell her about it.

The tidbits were there for a long time before he said: "Or we will come to study later tomorrow night."

"I can't study at home."

The tidbits also felt the pressure at the end of the semester. Even though she had a long face to the tutor every day after school, she was not interested in learning. But sitting next to Zhou Xiu and seeing her serious in studying and doing homework, the tidbits are particularly motivated to learn.

Du Feiyang hung up the phone and said to Tan Ming, "I'm not going back, you can go back by yourself today."

"I study with Xiuxiu."

Tan Ming just drank saliva, Du Feiyang's words slowly appeared on his face: "???"

"Du Feiyang, are you crazy?"

Tan Ming's gaze moved between the two people. When a big man in the evening said such a thing, if it weren't for the fact that there would be no spark between them, Tan Ming would have mistakenly thought that Du Feiyang had a crush on Zhou Xiu.

Du Feiyang put down his basketball and spread out his workbook: "Not crazy. Did you forget? I want to prove that I am not a piece of barbecued pork."

"Xiuxiu is right. Believe in the power of hard work."

Tan Mingli finally packed his schoolbags, "Whatever you want."

Before Tan Ming left, the tidbits also hurriedly came to the classroom carrying his schoolbag. Tan Ming was even more speechless: one or two were like Zhou Xiu's evil.

The next day, the people around Tan Ming were using Zhou Xiu's review materials.

Du Feiyang even memorized Zhou Xiu's chemical materials as a baby at least three times a day.

He couldn't help but said: "Zhou Xiu's physical chemistry test only scored 70 points last month. Do you think this... useful?"

Yuan Ruoyi looked up blankly: "These chemical formulas in the textbook are all correct, shouldn't they be useful?"

If she had memorized these, it would be a huge leap to get 70 points in the final exam.

Du Feiyang raised his head and glanced at Tan Ming in amazement, "Isn't it? You haven't read the information Xiuxiu has compiled until now?"

It is understandable that Yuan Ruoyi can't tell the difference between good and bad for such a plainly pure academic scum. It is said that the grades are in the middle and upper reaches of the class. After reading it carefully, you should know how to distinguish good from bad.

Hey—Du Feiyang sighed.

After drinking the milk, I inserted a straw into Zhou Xiu's milk by the way.

She said lightly: "Even if Xiuxiu's physical chemistry is not good, her mathematical biology should be better, and I won't see you."

"Thank you, take the time to take a look, otherwise it's a pity that the final exam will put you on the back of the class."

Tan Ming's circle of scumbags nodded proudly.

It's not that their self-confidence is overwhelming. They really feel that they can do well in the exam at the end of the semester and that they have the information in hand.