Chapter 2: Chapter 2:

Students who can study in Yude certainly have no shortage of money at home.

You can still come to Yude to study if you are short of money, and only the

school tyrants specially recruited each year.

It's a pity that Zhou Xiu doesn't account for either.

Although she was among the top grades when she was studying in the county

middle school, Zhou Xiu's grades were not enough when she came to a private

high school in a big city that is famous for its teachers.

When Xi's mother transferred Zhou Xiu to Yude, she didn't think so much.

Unintentional actions made "she" difficult in the school in the future.

After Zhou Xiu had eaten enough, she went back to the classroom and happily

took out a test paper and asked the learning system:

[Is there any reward for writing questions? 】

She needs money too much!

Mother Xi flew to a foreign country for a meeting last night, and it would

take at least a week to come back. But Zhou Xiu didn't want to make a phone

call from overseas to ask her for living expenses.

Zhou Xiu still remembered that Xi's mother in the dream turned into anger and

humiliated "Zhou Xiu" as much as he could.

Zhou Xiu subconsciously did not want to deal with her.

The learning system is silent, and it is the first time it has encountered

such a poor student. No matter how poor the students there are, they also have

the guarantee of living provided by the empire.

Five minutes later, Zhou Xiu spread out the test paper in frustration.

[Forget it...]

As soon as her sigh fell, one after another voice rang in her mind.

[Ding—Mr. Wang's math test paper (32A) has a correct rate of 80% and can

receive a 5RMB reward. 】

[The daily homework accuracy rate reaches 90%, and you can receive 15RMB

rewards every day. 】

[Achieved within one week for the achievement of actively answering questions

in all courses and receiving 30RMB rewards. 】

[Preview all subjects and content in advance, and receive 500RMB rewards. 】

Zhou Xiumeng circled for a few seconds. After listening to the content, she

pulled out the test paper enthusiastically and started writing like flying

pens.

Have money to write test papers!

Food for homework!

Zhou Xiu used the noon break to write math test papers.

Zhou Xiu is not good at making money, but can I still write test papers? In

order to earn this 5RMB, Zhou Xiu used her unprecedented patience. She looked

like the most important exam in her life.

Don't look at 5RMB, but it is very important to Zhou Xiu. For the poor, every

dime has its meaning.

The Xi family’s villa is far away from the busy city. It takes two rounds to

take the bus and subway, and five yuan is just enough for the transportation.

Zhou Xiu suspected that the system released this task deliberately. No more,

no less, exactly five yuan.

If you can't get this reward, Zhou Xiu will walk back to Xi's house tonight.

Time passed unconsciously, and Zhou Xiu, who was immersed in the sea of

questions, frowned when he heard the noise.

Class 25 next door.

Xi Shaoyuan did not return to the dormitory at noon, but was asked by the

class next door to play a game. At this time he had taken off his jacket and

was wiping sweat with a napkin.

A drop of sweat rolled down his chin, down to his Adam's apple, and finally

slid down the neckline. It's so clean and ** that it makes your mouth dry

suddenly.

The girls didn't even sleep for beauty sleep, so Baba ran over to be a

cheerleader. I screamed my voice during the game.

But at this moment, seeing Xi Shaoyuan bowing his head and wiping sweat, the

girls who were reluctant to leave outside the classroom shouted frantically in

their hearts.

How could there be such a beautiful boy!

"Brother Yuan, hand in the math test papers." The school committee girl said

coldly while holding the papers.

The person next to him laughed, "I'm here to remind you for homework at this

time, did you deliberately, the Academic Committee?"

Especially when there are so many beautiful girls outside.

They doubted whether the academic committee was taking the oath of

sovereignty.

"Pharaoh said that if you don't hand in your homework, you won't need your

class representative." The academic committee emphasized.

"Sister of the school committee, if you are so rare in this math class

representative, you can help the original brother write something." The boys

booed.

The study committee pretended to be angry and handed the test paper to Xi

Shaoyuan, "Xi Shaoyuan—"

The tall boy in single clothes suddenly stood up, his chest was just at the

height of the school committee's eyes, and the girl's cheeks suddenly blushed.

Suddenly lost his voice.

The girl's hidden thoughts fell in the eyes of the boy as straightforward as a

clean sheet of paper.

I saw Xi Shaoyuan lazily picking up the test paper, crumpled it up and threw

it into the trash can. Squeeze a girl's heart into a mess.

"Awesome!"

"hahahahahahahahahaha…"

"Brother Yuan is still my original brother."

24 classes.

There was another roar of laughter next door, which made Zhou Xiu noisy.

Zhou Xiu frowned. She finished everything she could write, but this test paper

was different from the one she had written earlier. This test paper is rare to

make people wonder if I have studied mathematics.

She still has three big questions, and she doesn't need to calculate the score

at all, and she knows that it is far from 80% correct.

[Boy, do you want to give up? 】

Zhou Xiu immersed himself in writing again, and her desk was covered with

scratch paper.

At this time someone came back from the empty classroom, a group of boys in

ball uniforms and girls in miniskirts. One of them is Zhou Xiu's tablemate.

Wearing a specially tailored cheerleader silver miniskirt, with makeup done at

noon, the whole person looks bright and slender.

After seeing the nerd at the same table, he was obviously taken aback.

She... didn't go back at noon?

After the game, the boys and beautiful cheerleaders unanimously moved a few

tables and put them on tablecloths. The tidbits ordered a Michelin restaurant

to take out. As soon as the takeout arrived, the boys and girls started

eating.

The aroma is coming to you, the fragrant black pepper cowboy bones, the

delicious seafood braised pasta, and the mushroom cream soup. Everyone has

exquisite desserts, mocha mousse or mango pudding.

The "table" is full of food, and the atmosphere is very relaxed and pleasant.

These exquisite dishes are so incompatible with the classroom.

If it were in the school before Zhou Xiu, if the teacher found out these

people would not use it in the school tomorrow.

Zhou Xiu thought boredly, but the head teacher of Class 24 would definitely

pass by with a calm expression on his face.

The boy began to blew the trash, "Xi Shaoyuan next door has a few brushes."

"If it weren't for him to save the field, his mother would almost lose to the

tortoises in No. 4 Middle School today. Son. Next time I won't bring the dogs

in No. 4 Middle School. Forced to play."

"After today, I love Yuanshao even more." The girl sighed.

Eating and eating, I don’t know which boy teased at the same table with

tidbits:

"Hey, isn't this...'Project Hope'? Is it so hard?"

At this time, someone noticed the silent transfer student in the class—the

same table with the tidbits.

She is like weeds in the corner, without any sense of existence. When everyone

gathered together to eat, she was still immersed in her test paper.

Silent and quiet.

The tidbit glanced at the boy, "Do you know how to speak."

The boy knew he had overrun the joke and fell silent.

Trivia handed a cup of fruit drink to Zhou Xiu, "New tablemate, drink?"

Zhou Xiu hesitated for a moment, she glanced at it, and the thick crimson

looked like wine, "I don't drink."

The tidbits laughed loudly, "Sweet, just blueberry juice."

Zhou Xiu happened to be thirsty. She looked at the tidbits with a harmless

smile on her face. It was not the ridicule or sneer she had seen in her dream.

She took the juice with both hands.

Zhou Xiu drank the juice in one sip, and the talent from Class 24 became

acquainted with her.

"Sister Xu, you are so good at the same table, like a primary school student

receiving a certificate, and you also receive juice with both hands."

The boys looked up and saw that they were too far away in the morning. In

addition, this new student is bored and rarely speaks. Looking closer now, the

new classmates are not ugly.

Although her skin was darker, the eyes hidden under her bangs were

particularly bright and quiet. But it makes people feel very comfortable.

"Don't bully me at the same table, my future homework can rely on me at the

same table." The tidbit said.

"Sister Xu, is there any homework copy that is so cool? I have to sign up

too."

"New classmates, I heard that your grades are very good, and you will lend me

a copy of your homework in the future?"

"New classmates, I will rely on you to cover after homework!"

Zhou Xiu was stunned, and she didn't know how it became like this. She

witnessed how the rumor that "Zhou Xiu performed very well" was born.

Zhou Xiu shook her head and corrected, "My grades are average."

People don't believe it, "This is too modest for new students."

The boys and girls interjected and laughed. The tidbits handed Zhou Xiu food a

few times. After eating a little, Zhou Xiu immersed himself in writing the

test paper.

Zhou Xiu knew that these classmates were willing to greet her and talk to her,

just to show the tidbits of face. And the tidbits did this to her only because

she borrowed the homework to copy the tidbits.

Precisely because of this, Zhou Xiu quickly immersed himself in the math test

papers, without distraction.

Zhou Xiu glanced at the wall clock in the middle of the classroom. It was two

o'clock.

The math test papers issued by Lao Wang are really difficult. However, the

usual homework is not an exam, and students can be allowed to look through

textbooks, find information, ask classmates... and even ask teachers.

She closed the textbook, picked up the test paper, and walked to the office of

the math group.

Zhou Xiu knocked on the office door.

…

After Zhou Xiu left, the boys and girls in Class 24 were stunned.

"She seems to have gone to the office with a test paper. She is going to ask

questions?"

"One day, our class will also have a master."

Classes 24 and 25 are brother classes. Most of the students in these two

classes have been promoted all the way from junior high school and have been

classmates with each other. Separated by a wall, the treatment of the two

classes is one place a day.

Class 25 is called Winner, and Winner is the winner. Class 25 and Rocket Class

share the same teaching resources, because the students in Class 25 are either

rich or expensive, smart and motivated.

However, Class 24 is a gathering place for the second generation of ** and

rich, commonly known as the late class.

The tidbit wiped his mouth.

"I just said that I was a schoolmaster at the same table. That's right. She

wrote Pharaoh's math problem correctly."

The boys snorted and didn't care too much.

The girl talked about Xi Shaoyuan happily again.

"Young Master Yuan is about to celebrate his birthday, what should I give

him?"

"It's so worrying. Young Master Yuan is so tall before he is seventeen years

old. The boy will still develop in the future. I am too tall to be worthy of

him."

Listening to the tidbits, he almost laughed.

It's okay if Xi Shaoyuan doesn't have a girlfriend. If he has one, he won't be

the public enemy of all girls in the school?

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