Survival In the End of the World

"Hey Xiaoyi, learning depends on one's talent."

There was an inexplicable light in Ye Qing'er's eyes, and a trace of melancholy appeared on her charming face. She once wanted to study hard and become an all-rounder in both civil and military affairs, but unfortunately she didn't have the talent.

Han Chuang studied hard for more than ten years and barely managed to get into an ordinary university with average grades. It was really helpless.

"Sister Qing'er, hard work can make up for weakness, do you understand?"

Looking at Sister Qing'er who looked disappointed, Li Miao'er reminded with a smile that you can study hard even if you don't have good talent. Many scientists only become famous in their later years.

"Uh-meow, sister Qing'er, this is typical laziness and likes to do bad things. If you use this time to concentrate on studying, you can get a doctorate."

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Yi's mouth, and he complained softly, why study is not good, the main reason is lack of concentration, the colorful world, the charming mind.

Before enlightenment, dreams were so beautiful.

But the reality is that when I was young, I was ignorant, playful and naughty, and if I didn’t lay a good foundation, I would naturally not study well.

After being admitted to a middle or lower junior high school, I came into contact with the Internet, became addicted to games or socializing, and became even less interested in studying.

After spending their junior high school career and arriving at the busy high school, and falling into the vortex of love, even students with good grades will suffer a sharp decline in their studies, while those who do not study well will most likely choose not to go to school and work in a factory.

Of course, there are also many geniuses and those with poor talent who have a good attitude towards learning, work hard, are willing to endure hardships, obtain advanced degrees, possess higher knowledge, and change their lives.

In the past society, many people said that learning was useless. People who said these words were most likely to have low or medium education, or were illiterate, and only focused on the present.

Students with a doctorate degree, as long as they are not in a particularly unpopular major, can earn a starting salary of hundreds of thousands per year. If they have good abilities, it is not a dream to enter a high-end company and earn an annual salary of one million.

And students who give up midway, including students who don't study hard, work in factories, or move bricks on construction sites, twist screws until sparks fly, and move bricks until they die of old age. The maximum amount they earn is tens of thousands of yuan a month. It can be said that they are risking their lives to make money. .

Those who can live a good life without studying are the lucky second generation, but there are less than ten percent of such people.

Most of the remaining students are from poor families. They don’t study hard and still want to compare and show off their wealth. By the time they regret it, it is already too late. Time will not go back.

"Eh? Brother, why are you in a daze again?"

Li Miao'er blinked her beautiful eyes and stretched out her little hand to touch her smooth face. She didn't know what she was thinking.

"Huchi. Miao'er, Sister Qing'er, you have to study hard, just think of it for the future. Get up in the morning and work hard for a few hours, it won't affect your daily life at all."

Chen Yi opened his deep starry eyes, took away Sister Miao and Sister Qing'er's hands, and brought the prepared lunch to the table.

Just now I seemed to hear Sister Qing'er saying that she and Miao'er had worked very hard, and she was telling lies so confidently, with a serious expression on her pretty face, that I almost believed it.

I didn't go to bed until about three o'clock in the middle of the night, slept until about ten o'clock in the morning, slept for a while, got up and washed up. After dinner, it was noon, and then I went to deal with government affairs.

In the blink of an eye, it gets dark again. There is no point in refusing. I can only cooperate and do something pleasant.

Not to mention setting aside a few hours to study, even getting up early is impossible. The road to training is very long.

"Brother, I will study hard. I will study even when I sleep. It is easier to study in my dreams."

Li Miao'er blinked her bright eyes and leaned over, smelling the aroma of vegetables that hit her nostrils, her stomach began to growl.

"Oh, you're still studying in your dreams. Why don't you practice immortality in your dreams? You don't need to study to become an immortal."

Looking at the cute and playful cat sister, Chen Yi pursed his thin lips speechlessly and helped to serve the rice and fresh fish soup.

"Xiao Yi. If it weren't for you being so charming, Miao'er and I would have done very well in school."

Ye Qing'er squinted her watery eyes that seemed drunk but not drunk, picked up the fragrant meat slices, and tasted them elegantly.

"Brother, Sister Qing'er is right. A genius as smart as me needs to study hard for a while. It's easy to become a scientist, but it's useless."

Li Miao'er pursed her pink cherry mouth, and her cute and rosy little face was full of evil smiles. If nothing happens, just study. In today's world, learning too much knowledge is of no benefit. No matter how much you learn, it is not as good as in person. Experience.

"Haha, Meow, don't talk about scientists. It would be great if you can get into university. Judging from your academic performance, you can only pay to go to Pheasant University. There is no hope."

Chen Yi ridiculed with disdain that Sister Miao still remembered her high school entrance examination results very clearly. The total score was 800 points, and she scored 66 points in the exam. The scores were all multiple-choice questions, which was terrible.

If it weren't for her excellent academic performance and the special care of the school leaders, Sister Meow would have been forced to drop out of school long ago. The only way out was to work in a factory to make screws.

"Hmm? Brother, is there really no hope?"

Li Miao'er narrowed her watery eyes, with a bad expression on her cute little face, as if she wanted to bully others.

"Meow, stop dreaming. There is a saying that is tailor-made for you. Rotten wood cannot be carved."

Ye Qing'er narrowed her beautiful eyes full of smiles, raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but want to make a mockery.

"Humph. It's just that his academic performance is better than mine. He went to an unknown third-rate university. So what if he graduates? No one wants him to sweep the streets."

Li Miao'er stared at her bright eyes full of anger, stuffed two small pieces of crispy meat into her mouth, chewed it fiercely, wishing she could give Sister Qing'er a good beating on the spot to vent her anger.

I was often ridiculed by Sister Qing'er in the past, and her grades were only a little better than mine. It was really disgusting.

"Hahaha~~ Little bad meow, a third-rate university is also a university. At least you have a degree. You can make money in any company. But you, you can't even pass the university entrance examination. You can't even apply for a job. You are just a toilet cleaner. material."

Ye Qing'er squinted her hazy beautiful eyes and looked at Sister Meow provocatively, her moist red lips raised proudly.

"Aww! I'll beat you to death, you little bastard, and call me mommy!"

Li Miao'er chewed the fragrant meat and was stunned for a moment. As soon as she swallowed the meat in her mouth, she suddenly threw Sister Qing'er down, stretched out her evil little hands, and did wantonly fun and bad things.

"Huhu. Get away! Don't touch me!"

Ye Qing'er's beautiful watery eyes widened, and a blush quickly appeared on her charming face. She struggled feebly, trying to stop the evil claws of the little bad cat, but it was of no use.

"Meow'er, sister Qing'er, stop making trouble. You can do whatever you want after dinner. If you want to fight, go to the training ground and fight hard."

Chen Yi pursed his thin lips speechlessly, whispered some words of persuasion, hugged Sister Miao aside by her soft waist, and then pulled up the panting Sister Qing'er.