Rebirth and daily cultivation

Saturday, No. 4 Middle School, morning self-study.

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 not install air conditioning?"

Jiang Yanan also didn't understand. It was too cold, and 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 with her eyes, ordering her to return it quickly.

Chen Siyu held the hot water bottle, lowered her cheek, and coaxed: "Baby, be good. Mommy is tired, let auntie hold you."

Bai Yuxia: "..."

The deskmate with the problem!

The sound of reading in the class became 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 hit, 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 aboveboard and aboveboard situation without endorsement.

"It's been cold recently. Please wear more clothes to avoid catching a cold." Shan Qingrong transformed into a weather announcer.

"It's now the end of January. I'll probably have another week of classes and it's 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 carefully and take the exam. For many students, the opportunity 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 to retort: ​​"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 was 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. From then on, he spoke very little.

On the contrary, the beautiful teacher Guo seldom talked about his college days, and 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 4 to 50 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 a month and earning over 10,000 yuan a 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 opinion: "I don't think reading is that useful. Many people can make a lot of money 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 a good student. The less people study, the more they like to say that studying is useless."

Chen Qian said calmly: "It's not that studying is useless, it's that you don't read enough."

Wang Longlong couldn't help but praise: "That's right, Brother Qian!"

Dong Qingfeng wanted to show his vision, so he said: "If you really want to compare incomes, my dad's classmate studied to a doctorate and now studies high-energy physics with an annual salary of one million US dollars."

Zhang Chi gave an example: "There are also people who won tens of millions in the lottery. How long can a doctoral student earn?"

Dong Qingfeng laughed and said to his classmates: "Now you believe it, you must study hard. If you don't study, you will be like Zhang Chi, making such nonsense!"

Bursts of laughter rang out, 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 thoughts like you would simply use money to divide classes!"

"Money is divided into levels. Let me ask you, can a young talent who studies hard, gets admitted to a top medical university, studies for a master's degree, becomes a chief surgeon at the age of 30, and earns 500,000 yuan a year have the same social status as your villager who sells shrimps and crabs?"

"Can a boss who founded a high-tech company and provides jobs for hundreds of people, with a net worth of over 100 million, have the same social status as an ordinary office worker who won 100 million yuan in the lottery?"

"Even if the amount of money is the same, your level is divided by what kind of person you are and how you earn the money."

After Dong Qingfeng finished speaking, he was too lazy to care about the single-celled organism Zhang Chi, and he sat down.

Cao Kun noticed Meng Ziyun's moved expression, and his heart ached!

Shan Qingrong was slightly surprised after listening to the debate among classmates about concepts. Dong Qingfeng was really not simple. He had such insights at such a young age.

...

Many classmates agreed with Dong Qingfeng's point of view.

Zhang Chi disagreed. How could a young man admit defeat?

After school at noon, he ran out of the school to stroll after lunch, looking for opportunities.

He met Shen Xu from the next class 9. Zhang Chi used to love and hate Shen Xu. After his mobile phone empire collapsed, his girlfriend left him. Shen Xu now has the reputation of a green forest hero. Zhang Chi just wanted to laugh.

Zhang Chi shouted: "Shen Xu, hi!"

Class 8 and Class 9 are close to each other. Shen Xu and Zhang Chi are nodding acquaintances. Seeing someone running over, Shen Xu's emotional intelligence naturally made him happy and handed him a cigarette.

Zhang Chi didn't answer. He asked, "Xuzi, do you think studying has a future?"

Shen Xu flicked the ash from his cigarette and sneered, "Studying a book, I will find a business after graduation."

Zhang Chi was like seeing a confidant: "Haha, well said, when the business grows in the future, all those college students will come to work for me!"

The two had the same ideas and talked happily.

On the way, passing a lottery station, Zhang Chi thought of winning 100 million in the lottery in the morning self-study debate. 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. Now he had no way to make money, and he couldn't bring himself to be 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 are very lucky. You played the one-yuan treasure hunt and won an iPhone."

Zhang Chi's face changed. He did win, but later he lost too much, and even sold his mobile phone second-hand to make money.

Zhang Chi laughed: "Indeed, indeed."

Shen Xu laughed and teased: "You are lucky!"

Zhang Chi said: "I have been like this since I was young."

That was when he was in elementary school. One year, the school paid for the textbooks. His parents gave him 10 yuan. On the way to school, Zhang Chi couldn't help but spend money to buy snacks at a small store. He spent 1 yuan and had 9 yuan left.

Well, this is not enough to pay the fees. He gave up and bought another bottle of iced black tea. Well, now there is even less.

Zhang Chi passed by the game hall and couldn't help but go in to play games. In the end, there was 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 noise made my head hurt, and there was a smell of foot odor... When I was confused, I saw a slot machine in the corridor..."

Shen Xu couldn't believe it: "Could it be that you..."

Zhang Chi laughed: "Yes, I won 10 yuan with the only coin left!"

Shen Xu cursed: "Fuck, God of Gamblers!"

Zhang Chi recounted his experience as a teenager. In the cold wind, he was fearless and resolutely stepped into the lottery station.

"Boss, where is the scratch card!"

Ten minutes later.

Zhang Chi lost all his money and regretted it!

...

Heba, there is no sun today.

Jiang Ning moved the chair to the main room, which was spacious and warm, and even the lonely Chuchu had a place to stay.

Xue Yuantong was scrolling through his phone when he suddenly said, "Jiang Ning, if Chen Siyu and Chen Siqing fell into the river together, who would you save?"

Jiang Ning: "Who would you save?"

Xue Yuantong: "Hehe, I can't tell!"

Jiang Ning was playing with his homemade wooden car, and Xue Yuantong always talked to him. She asked again, "Then if Chuchu and I fell into the river, who would you save?"

Jiang Ning: "If you keep asking these boring questions, I'll go out and hunt."

Xue Yuantong was 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'll kill a sheep this afternoon, and I'll bring you a pot of mutton soup."

Jiang Ning: "Thank you."

Boss Yang: “You’re welcome!”

A girl in a down vest followed him. She was about 20 years old. She had a more elegant temperament than an ordinary female student and wore more makeup.

Tongtong and Chuchu didn’t care about the female student. Since Boss Yang opened the farmhouse, various customers often came to Heba. The farmhouse is positioned at the high end. Those who can afford the cost are basically rich people in Yuzhou.

Rich people may not be good-looking, but most of their wives are beautiful, and their children generally inherit their looks.

There are many high-ranking guests among them, so Boss Yang went to pick them up in person.

Passing by Jiang Ning’s house, Yang Qian asked in surprise: “Brother, do they look familiar?”

Yang Fei: “Yesterday, the battery car was riding very fast.”

“Oh, them.” Yang Qian remembered and didn’t ask any more questions.

Just a little puzzled in her heart, her cousin seemed to be very familiar with them?

On second thought, she probably understood that her cousin had such a personality and was good at dealing with people.

Originally, Yang Qian didn’t care about her cousin’s farmhouse. The reason why Yang Fei was so powerful was because his father-in-law was arrogant, which was recognized by their big family.

However, she went to the farmhouse yesterday and observed it for a day, especially after looking at the account book, she found out how hidden her cousin's farmhouse was, with high unit price and high profit, and 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 seemed to have regarded the river dam as another nest recently, especially Zhuang Jianhui, because he didn't have to go to school because of his illness.

Unfortunately, the pond was frozen and fishing was impossible.

"Brother Jianhui." Yang Qian greeted him with a pretty smile after seeing him.

Zhuang Jianhui's reaction was flat: "Yeah."

Yang Qian continued: "Do you have anything to do this afternoon?"

University is a small society, and it is the beginning of contact with the colorful world. Especially for a girl with Yang Qian's appearance, relying on a meal and a little gift from a suitor is not enough to support a good life.

Her living expenses are 1,500 yuan, and her roommate's living expenses are 5,000 yuan. Can a licking dog give her a living standard of 5,000 yuan?

No, if you can do it, you are probably not a bootlicker.

So some smart girls will be forced by the world and subconsciously seek better living conditions.

Zhuang Jianhui replied: "Sleep."

Lin Zida noticed the small green vegetables in Boss Yang's hand, so he asked: "Where did you get them?"

Boss Yang: "I picked them from Uncle Tang's greenhouse."

Lin Zida was shocked: "You can pick vegetables from those families?"

Recently, Lin Zida gradually figured out the composition of the bungalow, the rude butcher, the cunning teacher, the arrogant kid, the sarcastic young woman...

What kind of people are they?

Boss Yang: "Uncle Tang is one of the few good people."