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How many of these school-going children are not short of money? Even in the third year of high school, children from small families in urban villages don’t have much money to spare except for materials and stationery. Take Lin Yue in this world, where did the money for the ten yuan deposit and book rental come from? It's all saved by skipping breakfast every day.

There is no welfare lottery these days, and the money is relatively slow. Originally, he wanted to take ten yuan to find a vegetable farmer in the suburbs to buy some beans, tomatoes, eggplants, etc. that are currently growing in the field. Through [Double Harvest LV2] Get a bonus, sell it at a stall on the street, at least double the profit once you do it, but changed your mind temporarily.

"Boss, how did you sell these two magazines?"

The boss glanced at the location he pointed to: ""Sprout" is 6 yuan, and "Legend of the Ancient and Modern" is 9 yuan."

Lin Yue went over and took down the "Sprout", and flipped through "Legends of the Past and the Past", and found that one was the first half of March, and the other was the second issue of the bimonthly, both of which were old ones.

"One March, one April, you are all old magazines, can you sell them together for ten yuan?"

Under the influence of [Bargaining] skill, the boss nodded: "For the sake of you have been renting books in the store, okay, ten yuan is ten yuan."

Lin Yue handed over the ten yuan he just got back, turned around and took down two books, left a bookstore, and returned to school the same way.

...

The last class is self-study.

Dachun was still punished to stand at the back of the classroom, because the punishment given to him by the dean was to stand for a day, as a warning to others.

Monte had already returned to his seat, searching all over the world for the earrings that had been sprayed out in the last class.

Lin Yue stepped on the class bell and walked in from the outside, holding two magazines in his hand.

"Yo, Lin Yue, have you changed your hobbies?" Zhang Yang bared his teeth and winked like a hooligan from every angle: "What magazines, give me a look too."

"Stay aside."

Chang Mingxia, Lin Yue's tablemate with glasses, tilted her head and muttered, ""Legend of the Past and Present", that was originally..."Sprouting"..."

Anyway, it’s right not to read serious books.

The students around me didn't think too much, because martial arts novels and magazines are no different in the eyes of the teacher, they are both spiritual opium that delays learning.

At this moment, Lin Yue seemed to sense something, and looked towards the middle of the first row, and saw Yuan Hua looking at him with a hostile gaze.

Lin Yue stared: "Get lost."

"I'll tell you Lin Yue, you give me..."

Before he finished speaking, the history textbook hit him heavily on the head with a bang.

Ah~

aha~

Yuan Hua clutched his numb nose, his expression was distorted by the pain, and his whole body was trembling.

"If you don't want to have your front teeth knocked out like Charlotte, just give me some peace."

Lin Yue glanced at Qiuya beside her, and the female classmate hurriedly turned around in fright, her whole body tensed up, and she lowered her head.

"Let you go during class time, and I will take revenge when get out of class is over."

Yuan Hua's voice was very low, he didn't know whether he was speaking for himself or Qiuya.

Lin Yue didn't bother to pay attention to him, and didn't pick up the history textbook that fell on the floor. He looked back at Xiao Hei in the back seat and said, "Do you still have the letterhead you used to write the love letter to He Xiaomeng last week?"

"Lin Yue, you...don't talk nonsense, who...someone wrote a love letter."

Xiao Hei quickly denied it, but the flickering light in his eyes was a bit vain no matter what.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up."

He slapped his hand on the table, making Hei boy tremble in fright, and hurriedly handed him the unused letterhead in the drawer.

After getting the letterhead, he ignored the eyes of the students around him and began to concentrate on writing.

The glasses girl was very curious and wanted to see what he wrote. At this time, a figure flashed at the door, and Wang Yu walked in from the outside. Compared with before, there was a red cross between his eyebrows. I don't know if it was squeezed by his hands or where. touched.

The students quickly sat upright, except for Charlotte who was looking at Qiuya's back with a nympho.

Wang Yu took two steps forward and was about to board the podium when he suddenly found a book on the ground.

In the history of the first year of high school (Part 1), the blank space in the middle is the name of the person --- Lin Yue.

He picked up the book, looked sideways, and rushed over angrily: "You want to rebel!"

Wang Yu is the head teacher of the second class of the third grade. In the last history class, Liu Dazi was deflated in public, and his heart was filled with anger. Those who responded could only shrink their necks and laugh along with them, and when Liu Dazhen calmed down and asked carefully, he realized that it was Lin Yue who had offended the old man of the No. 7 Middle School who was not easy to reprimand even when the principal saw him.

He was quite happy when the kid beat Charlotte up for him, but now he is not happy anymore, because there is always a premonition that class two of the third grade will have another thorny head, and now he is studying for self-study class, and he is going to come and see Qiu Ya In some cases, if you have a good mentality, you can do nothing. If you have a bad mentality, you can call outside to take care of it. To be a teacher, students' mental health is as important as their physical health.

As soon as he arrived, he saw the kid throwing his history textbook on the ground, and he couldn't hold back his anger anymore.

"Throw away the book, what's your attitude? You don't want to study, let me go home!"

Most of the students were silent, except for Lin Yue, who seemed to have not heard Wang Yu's reprimand, and was still writing hard on paper, concentrating to the point of almost ecstasy.

"I'm talking to you, didn't I bring my ears?" Wang Yu tapped the table with her fan.

Lin Yue said lightly, "I didn't bring it."

"you……"

He was about to have an attack here, when he suddenly noticed an interesting situation: "Hey, your word...has improved a lot."

Great progress.

It's not just a great improvement, it's a complete transformation.

As the Chinese teacher and head teacher of the class, Wang Yu has the most say in who has good-looking handwriting and whose handwriting is ugly. If you want to say that handwriting is elegant, it must be Qiuya. If you want to say correct, Wang Tong is one, and Yuan Hua is one. If you want to say sloppy, Huang Huaming said first, no one dares to say second, the key point is that this guy is still a stubborn donkey, how many times have I told him to write well, write well, and after writing like this, the composition will get 0 points, what did he say? of? His father is a doctor, and doctors all write like this. I can’t tell it’s because you are not good enough. In the end, you said ugly characters that are generally recognized. Zhang Yang’s writing is like a dog digging. The dog-planed body is better, let’s count it as a pig’s arched body, which can barely be read by people, but now, look at this script, it’s horizontal and vertical, low and high, well-structured, strong bones, A school of everyone's demeanor.

Can this person's handwriting change?

As if to respond to what he had in mind, Lin Yue changed his style of writing from regular script to cursive. The dragon and snake meander, chic and dripping. It is completely different from the previous font. It can be said that the style is very different, and there are thousands of differences.

He thought he was dazzled, blinked and blinked, rubbed and rubbed, and finally had to accept the fact that the guy in front of him was an alternative.

"It's getting more and more outrageous if you say you're fat, isn't it? If you dare to write like this during the college entrance examination, believe it or not, you'll be deducted from the test paper."

Lin Yue gave him an evil smile: "He dare not."

Wang Yu said, "Why not?"

"you guess."

"I don't guess."

Wang Yu was very angry with him, which reminded him of what happened to Liu Dazizi.

Be proactive and work hard in your field of expertise, and don't let him lead you by the nose: "Don't change the subject, I asked what you were doing, didn't you hear me talking to you?"

Lin Yue said, "I'm writing a novel."

He's writing a novel...

Wang Yu saw that he was writing a novel, but he didn't expect him to answer it neatly. Normal students, even if they wrote, would hide it in most cases, and would avoid talking about it loudly in crowded places. However, he was fine, his brows were beaming, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was not doing his job properly.

"Have you heard that classmate Lin Yue is writing novels? He used to read other people's novels, but now he writes novels by himself. Why, you want to be Jin Yong's second? Do you think you are Yuan Hua? Write novels. The novel is still so straightforward."