Reborn Nobility

Chapter 4 Ridicule

Huang Qinqin said: "If you can pass the first grade of high school, then the sun will come out from the west."

She walked away with her head held high like a proud rooster.

"Pretending!" Xu Xiaoman said angrily as soon as Huang Qinqin closed the door.

But what can be done? Someone else’s husband, Wang Junwei, is the deputy director of the Health Bureau. Everyone in the entire health system has to give her a three-point score, otherwise it’s not like she has insufficient shoes.

Think about your husband, who also graduated from a prestigious university. How is his business and ability inferior to him? He is a noble man and cannot adapt. Otherwise, with his talent, he would also become the director of health.

Xia Xiaoluo brought a cup of tea over and said, "Mom, don't be angry. Don't be like her. Dogs can bite us. Can we bite dogs?"

Seeing her son being well-behaved and sensible, Huang Qinqin felt very pleased. Alas, she could only give birth to such a sensible son.

She stroked Xia Xiaoluo's head lovingly and said, "Don't be stressed. If you don't get into the first high school, you can get into the second high school."

"Mom, believe me, I will definitely pass the exam." Xia Xiaoluo said.

In the life before his rebirth, Xia Xiaoluo studied in the junior high school for two years but failed to get into the first high school. He paid a lot of borrowing fees. His parents were ordinary workers and their income was not high. The already poor family was even worse.

He would never forget the expression on his father's face as he sat on the sofa with his eyebrows furrowed and his head slumped over a cigarette. The seven-foot-tall man was begging for help for a few hundred dollars, and he ignored his most cherished dignity for his son. This made him so sad.

The most important thing right now is undoubtedly the exam for junior high school and high school!

Lying on his little bed, he felt depressed. He knew that on December 19, 1990, the Shanghai Stock Exchange opened, and the iron-fisted Prime Minister personally delivered the opening speech. At that time, 30 types of securities were listed, including 5 treasury bonds and 8 corporate bonds.

There are 9 types of financial bonds and 8 types of company stocks.

More importantly, after Deng Gong’s speech during his southern tour in 1992, he believed that securities and stock markets must resolutely let go of experimentation and allow mistakes. The stock market has been in a state of excitement since the spring. The Shanghai Composite Index was still 616 points on May 21 and had reached 1,420 on the 25th.

At this point, the share price of Yuyuan Mall soared to 10,009 yuan, unprecedented; at the same time, the real estate boom in Hainan was also quietly rising...

In 1990, 100,000 college youths crossed the sea to pan for gold. After the southern tour, a heat wave swept across the island. From 1991 to 1992, housing prices in Hainan tripled. Several Chinese real estate tycoons made their first pot of gold at this time.

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But he, who is familiar with economic history, has to sit here and wait for the exam. He is like a baby with a golden shovel. Although he has a powerful tool in his hand, he has no strength to dig.

Before being reborn, I read countless time-travel novels, and the male protagonists were all luckier than me. There was a male protagonist who time-traveled just as the Internet was emerging, and opened an Internet cafe and made a fortune. Now I have to ask my parents for tens of thousands.

He went to Hainan to speculate in real estate for 1 yuan, and he still didn't get beaten to death by his own father? And he must have been hanged and beaten to death.

The next day, Xia Xiaoluo woke up at seven o'clock. The golden sunlight passed through the curtains with distant mountain patterns and shone on a vibrant cactus.

Everything is brand new.

He happily ate a few fried dough sticks bought by his mother and drank a bowl of spicy soup. He thought to himself, how could he be full with such a small amount of food? Suddenly he remembered that he was a fifteen-year-old boy and could not eat a lot.

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But this spicy spicy soup is really delicious, fragrant and spicy. I haven’t eaten it since college. It’s really a nostalgic taste.

He picked up his schoolbag and skipped to school.

When I walked out, I felt that the air was very fresh, because there were very few cars, the most common ones were Santana, and a few Hongqi cars were official cars.

At this time, there were very few buildings in the county town, and they were also very low. Most of them were two or three stories. There were vendors selling breakfast on the roadside, such as fried dumplings, spicy soup, and the alluring aroma of avocados.

The school is not far from home, only one kilometer away. As he was walking on the road, he suddenly noticed a group of children in front of him. He had just been reborn and wanted to see if any of his former classmates were there, so he followed after a few steps.

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When the group of children heard the footsteps, they turned to look at him. There were boys and girls inside, and they all looked familiar, but they couldn't remember their names. Wang Jiannan, who lived across from him, and He Shiyun, who had tutored him yesterday, were also there.

Wang Jiannan smiled coldly and said, "Here comes the top student!"

Several boys and girls sneered: "He is the only one who is a top student."

In the 1990s, the concept that knowledge changes destiny has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. It has become a consensus to respect knowledge and value education. Therefore, parents, teachers, and students mostly attach great importance to their children's academic performance.

"I still want to go to No. 1 High School!" Wang Jiannan pouted.

"If he could go to No. 1 High School, pigs would fly." A boy wearing glasses agreed.

As they sang and talked about cross talk, several girls, who were like butterflies, giggled. Several boys watched and made the girls laugh, as if they had received a great award, with their faces glowing red.

The only one who didn't laugh at Xia Xiaoluo was He Shiyun. She frowned and was a little impatient.

Xia Xiaoluo did not come near, but walked side by side with them from a distance, thinking to himself, which ### writer said how wonderful childhood and youth were? I really want to beat him to death! In fact, teenagers are generally very self-centered and don't understand at all.

Consider other people's feelings.

Looking at the teenagers who were mocking him, Xia Xiaoluo thought to himself, if he hadn't been reborn and mentally matured, he might have been beaten up in the morning. It would not be surprising that there were so many school shootings in the 21st century.

"Do you know why pigs can fly?" Wang Jiannan's hair is three-quarters of a hair today, and it is particularly shiny and smooth. He secretly used his father's hair oil. He feels that he is radiant and handsome, "because there are people who are good at blowing hair!"

Several girls giggled again. Yes, it is a big joke that such a useless person can dream of being admitted to the first high school.

"Hahahaha, if Xia Xiaoluo can pass the No. 1 High School, I will go to school from here. If he fails, I will let him go to school from here. Everyone will be a witness!" He was very confident!

He pointed to his feet and said to his classmates.

"Wang Jiannan! That's enough!" He Shiyun said coldly, her eyes full of anger.

Wang Jiannan asked: "What is enough?"

He Shiyun studies well, has a good family background, and most importantly, is the most beautiful among her peers. He has been secretly in love with her for three years, so his tone is particularly gentle.

"I think classmates should encourage and help each other. If he doesn't study well, he shouldn't be laughed at. What's more, miracles only exist because we believe. He did half of the exercises correctly yesterday." He Shiyun said rightly.

Speaking verbally.

She saw Xia Xiaoluo standing far away, looking lonely and weak. She walked to him, grabbed his hand and said, "Don't be sad, I believe you."

She was calm in her heart, she only regarded Xia Xiaoluo as an ordinary classmate, and did not care about the difference between men and women. This was the most innocent and beautiful thought.

So I grabbed his hand and didn't feel embarrassed. I just felt that I wanted to comfort him and encourage him at this moment.

Xia Xiaoluo smelled her girlish fragrance and held her soft, boneless white hands. He felt dizzy, but saw a sinister expression in Wang Jiannan's eyes behind her.

Xia Xiaoluo has a mental age of more than thirty years old, and is not simple. With such a beautiful girl standing beside him, supporting him and encouraging him, he is excited and a little ashamed of himself.

He Shiyun is the goddess in Wang Jiannan's heart. She rarely looks at him. According to popular words in the 21st century, she is called "tsundere". But now she is standing on the same side as that good-for-nothing brat. The two of them are still "

"Qingqing, me, me", how could he bear it!

However, his mind was gloomy. He knew that He Shiyun was now wholeheartedly protecting Xia Xiaoluo and did not want to make He Shiyun dissatisfied. He thought that he must find an opportunity to humiliate him properly.

He Shiyun pulled Xia Xiaoluo and said, "Let's go."

The two people walked away quickly, leaving Wang Jiannan and his group behind.

Fortunately, He Shiyun led the way and he was able to find his seat. After all, it had been twenty years. How could he remember where his seat was? What's more, he didn't like studying when he was a child, so his memory of school was relatively indifferent. Of course, he picked up girls in college.

The decadent life of fighting and playing online games is unforgettable.

He Shiyun walked to the seat next to the third row. Xia Xiaoluo stood beside her and hesitated. She said, "Go in."

Just at this moment, he saw his name written on the book on the desk, and was sure that this was his position - it turned out that he was sitting at the same table as He Shiyun when he was in the third grade of junior high school. He was really stupid, so beautiful.

Girls, nothing happened.

In the life before his rebirth, he failed to get into the No. 1 High School in Luoshui County, and gradually went downhill, and then "lost himself to everyone", so his life never had any intersection with this girl.

The bell rang, and a twenty-three or four-year-old female teacher wearing a blue shirt walked up to the podium. She had a delicate and gentle face. He thought for a long time before he remembered that this was his class teacher and his teacher.

English teacher Li Na, in my memory, this teacher was relatively kind, at least she didn't make trouble for herself.

The teacher began to teach a set of English test papers. English was of course no problem for Xia Xiaoluo. After all, he had passed CET-6 without cheating in college and his vocabulary was huge.

He also got a score of 62 in the postgraduate English test. The sentence structure of the postgraduate English test is very complicated - in order to confuse the candidates, he has a long sentence with more than 200 English words, and the sentences are extremely complicated.

So now when he looks at the English in the third grade of junior high school, it seems very simple.

He listened to the class absently, and He Shiyun asked him: "Do you understand? If you don't understand, write it down and I will explain it to you after class."

He nodded honestly, but looked at the classmates around him. He didn't want to remember the names of his classmates wrongly. If so, although it would not remind people of the fact that he was reborn, he would still be "mentally ill" and "mentally retarded".

Titles like these cannot escape on their own.

"Pa", a paper ball was thrown from the back left. He looked in the direction and saw a dark-skinned, handsome-faced, slender little boy in the last row near the back door looking at him with a smile - Qu Xiaoyuan!