Learning Makes Me Rich

Zhou Xiu finished reviewing the content and put down the pen. She turned her head and glanced at Tan Ming at the back table and said:

"Tan Ming, since you don't need it, please return the information to me."

As soon as Zhou Xiu's voice fell, there was silence all around.

The scumbags slowly appeared on their faces: "???"

what does she say?

Zhou Xiu didn't care about the strange eyes from all around, looking at Tan Ming calmly, and stretched out a palm towards him.

The data cost only a dozen yuan, but Zhou Xiu was kind enough to let the tidbits be shared with the classmates.

Giving them to the scumbags in the class can give them a few more points, but giving it to Tan Ming is just a waste.

Tan Ming didn't expect Zhou Xiuhui to directly let him return the information. His ears seemed to be deaf, as if there was an auditory hallucination.

What did he hear Zhou Xiu say?

Zhou Xiu saves his face for this information?

Tan Ming's circle of scumbags suddenly fell silent and looked at Zhou Xiu together.

The scumbags came back to their senses one after another at this time. Zhou Xiuyue was at peace for a long time after the exam, and it almost made people forget that she used to be a teacher.

Tan Ming is usually very popular in the class and his popularity is also good. In addition to being handsome, wherever he goes, he is surrounded by a group of girls and the stars hold the moon. Get used to being praised, and there will be more stinks.

I never thought that his charm was met by Waterloo here in Zhou Xiu.

Tan Ming was choked for a long time and couldn't speak.

Zhou Xiu maintained the posture of extending her hand, waiting for Tan Ming to return the information.

The tidbit was stunned, snapped his fingers and said, "Yes, since you don't look at it, don't waste Xiuxiu's painstaking efforts."

Unreasonable and painstakingly sorted out the information, free of charge and rejected by others.

Yu Qingyan, who was sitting next to Tan Ming, pursed her lips when she saw it.

She whispered to Tan Ming, "Tan Ming you are too much. Even if Xiuxiu's physical and chemical performance is not good, you can't bury others like this."

"Give her back if you don't need it."

Yu Qingyan's level of learning scum is about the same as Yuan Ruoyi's, but she reviewed it earlier and went through this information hastily.

Zhou Xiu's notes are organized in great detail. There are already fifty or sixty pages of review materials for chemistry subjects alone, and the level of diligence is unique in the grade. I'm grateful enough for the things that people have put in their hard work.

There was a scumbag around. Although Zhou Xiu felt that she had saved the face of Tanming, no one really felt that there was something wrong with her behavior.

Respect is mutual.

Although everyone habitually regards this kind of **** as a cloud of clouds, I've heard it and passed it. But Zhou Xiu doesn't like to listen, and there is nothing wrong with it. Seven Eight Chinese First Release

"If you don't see it, return it to Xiuxiu, hurry up." The tidbit urged.

This time Tan Ming, who was held up and grown up, suddenly lost his charm.

Tan Ming's face was a bit unbearable, he blankly took out the neat and new information from the drawer and gave it back to Zhou Xiu.

He said, "Thank you."

Zhou Xiu let out an "um" and put the information in her drawer with a calm expression.

all the classmates:"…"

Prosperous and in a trance, Ban Cao was so surprised by the girl.

It turned out that being handsome is not popular everywhere, there are always so few people who don't look at their faces, so that he will have a long memory.

Du Feiyang lied on the table and smirked enough, then raised his head and patted Tan Ming on the shoulder.

"Obviously, when you want to watch it someday, I can reluctantly let you watch it for a while."

Tan Ming hummed almost inaudibly.

His face was lost, he turned his head and pretended not to care. Now he didn't want to hear the word "data" at all, and he was even allergic to the word "Zhou Xiu".

Grass, this is the first time in my life so humble in front of a girl.

Tan Ming feels very subtle.

Du Feiyang gave Zhou Xiu a thumbs up.

Society, my sister Xiu, doesn't talk harshly.

Zhou Xiu collected the test papers and lay down on the table for a while. The small storm passed quickly, and she didn't take it to heart.

…

Xi's house.

Zhou Xiu's mother, Liu Mei, came to Xi's family specially, and she specially taught Xi's Aunt Niu how to make herbal soup for Mrs. Xi.

Last time Zhou Cheng was interrupted by her daughter when she was talking about the method. He was always overwhelmed and asked his wife to visit Xi's house.

After finishing the potion, Liu Mei gratefully said to Aunt Niu:

"I heard from Xiu'er, you take special care of her."

Aunt Niu originally thought that Zhou Xiu's mother wanted to favor Mrs. Xi, but she left after teaching the method. If Aunt Niu didn't mention this matter, it wouldn't be helpful at all.

Aunt Niu wondered whether to mention this to Mrs. Xi.

Out of caution, she didn't mention it. However, she was grateful for Liu Mei's behavior of worrying about his wife's health.

Seeing Master Xi returning from school, Aunt Niu stopped him for an unprecedented time.

"I cleaned Xiuxiu's room the other day, and it seemed that I found something she didn't take away."

"Master, do you want to go and see?"

Master Xi frowned and said lightly: "Throw away what she doesn't need."

But... That's money. Aunt Niu was tangled.

She has never thrown money in her life. She insisted: "You should go and see."

Master Xi went to Zhou Xiu's room after repeated requests from his aunt. This room was sealed up after Zhou Xiu left, and it remained the same.

There are a lot of empty rooms in the Xi family, so it doesn't matter if there are fewer.

So Master Xi saw the paper box put on the desk by his aunt.

It is simple and ugly, with a large "Xi" written on the paper box with a water-based pen. The handwriting is delicate and beautiful. This is Zhou Xiu's handwriting.

Master Xi retracted his gaze casually, walked over and opened the box.

The moment it opened, the box seemed to respond. Master Xi slipped his hand, and the pink banknotes inside fell to the ground from the cracks in the box.

Smashed on his clean shoes.

Master Xi's eyes were surprised, he stooped to pick up the money, and counted it.

Thanks to his good memory, this part of the serial banknotes are those that Xi Shaoyuan takes out from the public account every month to Zhou Xiu.

A small amount, just right for the food she got last month.

Could it be that Zhou Xiu didn't spend any money this month? Xi Shaoyuan frowned.

Aunt Niu poked her head out from the outside, and said dullly: "The conditions in Xiuxiu's family are pretty bad. Both parents are migrant workers."

"Should be in great need of these money, please send it to Young Master, please."

After speaking, she disappeared quickly, and when she walked down the stairs, the aunt patted her chest with afterthought:

The courage is fat and big.

"I actually asked the young master to do something?"

The housekeeper kindly said: "It doesn't matter, Xiuxiu is a classmate of the young master, and it is okay for the classmates to help each other." Qiba Chinese is the fastest ^Mobile phone terminal:> Xi Shaoyuan's lips are tightly pressed into a line, and the money is arranged and put in In the box. He swept around, and there were still some brand new clothes hanging in her closet.

He threw the box on the table and put the money in his pocket.

The next day.

On weekends, Xi Shaoyuan came back from the old Wang’s after making up classes and asked the driver to visit Zhou Xiu’s house.

The driver had sent Zhou Xiu's family to their new home before, and he still remembered the address of their home very clearly. He quickly adjusted his route and drove towards the village in the city.

…

At noon, Zhou Xiu returned from the library after reviewing her homework.

She went to the vegetable market on the way, bought vegetables to go home and prepared to cook, and then sent the cooked food to the construction site for her parents to eat.

Zhou Xiu cooked the chicken soup and fried an eggplant minced meat.

At this time, her mobile phone rang, and she answered the phone, and Liu Mei's cried voice came from inside.

She said at a loss: "Xiu'er, your dad fell, he fell..."

Zhou Xiu raised her heart slightly, and calmly turned off the gas.

"Mom, take your time, speak clearly, don't worry."

"Your dad's foot was smashed by steel bars and he fell. Xiu'er, you are coming soon—" Liu Mei on the phone was looking for his daughter in a daze.

Zhou Xiu asked anxiously, "Is it serious?"

"He can move, but he doesn't want to go to the hospital."

Zhou Xiu quickly prepared the meal and ran downstairs. She bit her lip and went to the side of the road to ask for a taxi. At this moment, the Xi's car was parked on the side of the road.

Xi Shaoyuan got out of the car, took out the money, and was about to speak to Zhou Xiu:

"Your money, you don't plan to—"

Zhou Xiu turned her head, Xi Shaoyuan saw her pale face, with confusion in her usually deserted eyes. People who are familiar with Zhou Xiu rarely see her in such a confused state.

He was stunned, pressed his lips tightly, and asked faintly: "What's the matter?"

Zhou Xiu’s phone was still talking, and Liu Mei’s confused cry came from inside: "Xiu'er—come soon, his feet are getting swollen, dark, and bleeding a lot."

She yelled to her husband: "If your leg is broken, how will you work in the future? Listening to Xiu'er, she will let you go to the hospital!"

Liu Mei burst into tears.

The cry made Zhou Xiu's heart confused, and the situation seemed to be serious.

She took out her mobile phone and called the ambulance directly, Xi Shaoyuan put her hands in the pockets of the down jacket, and said coldly to Zhou Xiu:

"boarding."

Xi Shaoyuan asked Zhou Xiu to report the address. Zhou Xiu calmed down for a moment and reported the address of the construction site.

Xi Shaoyuan called for an ambulance, calmly instructing the driver: "Go to the People's Hospital."

The warm air conditioner hit Zhou Xiu's frozen face, she slowly calmed down, comforted her mother on the phone, and at the same time came to realize that she turned off the phone.

"Mom, don't worry, don't cry, the ambulance will come soon."

Liu Mei on the other end of the phone was still crying. After crying for ten minutes, she stopped crying and exclaimed in surprise:

"Xiu'er, the doctor is here, the doctor is here!"

She was as happy as a child, Zhou Xiu gave a soft hum.

The heating hit Xi Shaoyuan, and he had already taken off his down jacket, revealing the thin V-neck sweater inside.

After a long time no see, Xi Shaoyuan cut a crisp short hair, revealing a clean and full forehead. The cold and lazy eyes can be felt from a few meters away.

He looked forward with cold eyes.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the People's Hospital.

Zhou Xiuben went to the orthopedics department and found his parents. Zhou Cheng's foot had already undergone minor surgery, and his right foot was wrapped in rice dumplings. He is smiling and eating the box lunch his wife bought him.

When he saw Zhou Xiu coming, he sighed and said, "Xiu'er, I said it's all right. Calling an ambulance is very expensive."

The wages of a month of hard work have been lost in this way, and Zhou Cheng feels distressed.

Zhou Xiu pursed her lips, finally letting go.

She gave Liu Mei the meal.

Liu Mei is not hungry. Seeing the young master of the Xi family, she vaguely understands that the ambulance is called by the young master Xi.

She pushed the fan and smiled cautiously, "Xi Shaoyuan didn't eat, right?"

"Thank you, the meal I just cooked by Xiu'er is still hot, and it's cold. Let's take a bite to cushion your belly. Thanks to you this time."

Zhou Xiu glanced at Xi Shaoyuan, turned around and went out, planning to pay the bill.

However, he was told that the bill had already been settled at the toll office. Zhou Xiu took out Zhou Cheng's medical record and registration slip and asked the toll office to print the list again.

The checkout office says

Zhou Xiu took the bill, put it in his pocket, and exhaled.

The system comforted her and said: [I still have your 70,900 yuan here. 】

[Boy, you still have money. 】

Although part of the 70,000 yuan is left over from selling Apple, part of it is to discuss the rewards to be paid.

Zhou Xiu walked to the corridor and saw Xi Shaoyuan opening the lunch box disgustingly and eating a few bites of food. After taking a few bites, it was estimated that the taste was not very good, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

Zhou Xiu stood in front of him, took a pen from his schoolbag, and wrote an IOU at the back of the medical bill.

"I withdraw the money on Monday to return it to you."

He glanced at the medical list in front of him, took out the money Zhou Xiu had saved from his pocket at random, shook his hand, and said:

"Use these to pay, Zhou Xiu—"

He cleared his throat and said faintly: "Just take what is given to you. Are you so unwilling to spend Xi's money?"

Xi Shaoyuan probably hasn't tasted the taste of being dumped with money in his two lifetimes. One hundred thousand yuan was dumped once, and ten thousand yuan once again.

It's like a brain-dead idol drama.

Zhou Xiu thanked Xi Shaoyuan, and continued to write IOUs as usual: "No, I don't like being misunderstood."

"My parents must not like to be misunderstood."

It's true that Zhou Xiu likes money, but she prefers the money she earns.

It was impossible for Zhou Xiu to accept that she was humble and low in front of Xi Shaoyuan just because she had a foreseeable dream, which foretold that she would become a stalker chasing Xi Shaoyuan.

She didn't think she would be that kind of person.

Zhou Xiu had never done these things, and she couldn't empathize with her when she put the things that others had done on her body.

Xi Shaoyuan looks at Zhou Xiu from the perspective of a parallel world.

Zhou Xiu didn't bother to pay attention to every time he showed indifference and mocking eyes. How can things that have not been done make people feel guilty?

The money stuck in the air was not picked up by Zhou Xiu for a long time, and Xi Shaoyuan was stunned for a moment.

He casually stuffed Zhou Xiu's IOUs into his pocket. He put the lunch box on the stool and stood up, looked at Zhou Xiu condescendingly, and said lightly:

"All right, whatever you want."