Although Yu Qingyan does not admit that she is the kind of superficial person who only looks at the face, it is still useful to see a certain level of good-looking people. As long as there are occasions where he appears, without speaking or doing anything, he is the most dazzling.
There is no shortage of handsome men and beautiful women in class 24. Even if she is immune to the tidbits and Tan Ming's beauty, Yu Qingyan still can't help her heart pounding when she sees Xi Shaoyuan again.
It's like a fan meeting an idol.
Yangou's world is that simple. Beauty is justice, good-looking people are right in everything they do, and they can be forgiven for anything wrong.
Although Yuan Shao doesn't need to rely on his face for food.
Zhou Xiu stretched out her hand and covered the two test papers she had written without a trace.
The homework assigned by Yu Qingyan and Momo's foreign teacher was not as difficult as the ordinary monthly exam papers in the school. The test papers are all in English, and the question types are not limited to the reading, gestalt and composition of the domestic English college entrance examination.
There are also logical puzzles, form filling, matching, graphics, and reading material questions. Zhou Xiu even saw an article from a magazine.
Zhou Xiu racked her brains to finish writing a piece, and her heart felt cold.
Xi Shaoyuan took the test paper on the table and quickly glanced at it.
He said flatly, "Zhou Xiu, your foundation is too poor."
"It's useless for you to do these test papers now. I'll send you some materials."
He took out his mobile phone and asked Zhou Xiu: "Add me on WeChat."
Zhou Xiu frowned slightly, Xi Shaoyuan wished that she would disappear completely, so disgusted that she refused to even give her a WeChat account.
How can you be so kind and take the initiative to send her study materials
Xi Shaoyuan took out his mobile phone, put it on the table, and tapped it remindingly.
Zhou Xiucai slowly took out his mobile phone and scanned his account.
Xi Shaoyuan dinged and passed a lot of information to Zhou Xiu. Rumor has it that Zhou Xiu's smart phone, which he bought for a thousand yuan, almost jammed.
Xi Shaoyuan asked, "Sold all the apples?"
Zhou Xiu nodded.
What Xi Shaoyuan commented on caused the knees of Momo and Yu Qingyan to inexplicably ache.
After Tidbits was exposed mercilessly by Xi Shaoyuan, he said: "I think it would be useful to write more difficult questions. Next time Xiuxiu, I will ask a foreign teacher to give you some test papers."
Yu Qingyan leaned over to look at Zhou Xiu's screen: "Sister Xu, no need. Yuan Shao gave her a lot of information."
Yuan Shao actually asked Xiuxiu to add him on WeChat.
Although he was entrusted by the squad leader, Yuan Shaoneng's step was incredible. It took Yu Qingyan a lot of hard work to become one of Xi Shaoyuan's list.
Yu Qingyan looked at Zhou Xiu enviously.
After Xi Shaoyuan finished passing on the materials, he neatly put away his phone and left.
Zhou Xiu went to the copy room of the library and printed out some of Xi Shao's original biography.
She took the test paper that was still warm, and began to read it seriously.
Yu Qingyan: "..."
Although I am a little envious of Xiuxiu being tutored by Yuan Shao personally, but seeing her being thrown a few G study materials, why is it that I feel a little distressed for no reason
Yu Qingyan didn't want this kind of tutoring at all.
Zhou Xiu found that the information given by Xi Shaoyuan was staged and very organized. Many even start from the phonetic part of junior high school, and start from the simple grammar of junior high school.
Zhou Xiu looked surprisingly smooth, not struggling at all.
She crammed up her English knowledge in junior high school before packing her schoolbag and leaving the library.
Before leaving the library, Zhou Xiu glanced at her mobile phone, and found that Xi Shaoyuan had transferred an account to her, +10,000, and noted the meal money.
Zhou Xiu suddenly understood the purpose of Xi Shaoyuan asking for her WeChat.
Zhou Cheng once invited him to his home for two meals and entertained him, but those two meals were also Zhou Cheng's intention.
Zhou Xiu didn't order the money, and left a message: "Father just wanted to thank you for entertaining you."
After Zhou Xiu sent the message, she deleted the dialog box.
When Xi Shaoyuan got home, he took out his mobile phone and found that Zhou Xiu had not accepted the transfer. He stared at Zhou Xiu's message for a long time and turned off the screen.
…
During the New Year, Zhou Cheng did not go home, which angered Grandma Zhou in the countryside.
She called from her hometown in the country and trained Zhou Cheng all day. Zhou Cheng hummed submissively, not daring to refute.
"You forgot how I grew up with shit and urine. I went to the doctor behind your back in the winter, because your elder brother and second brother didn't have any books to read when you were treated." Grandma Zhou recounted the events of the year.
Just counting it up can arouse Zhou Cheng's guilt.
"Boss, how much money did you earn this month?" Grandma Zhou asked.
Zhou Cheng hesitated for a while, and was about to report the amount honestly, when Liu Mei squeezed him, she answered the phone and said, "Two thousand yuan."
Now Zhou Cheng and his wife’s noodle stall has a monthly net profit of over 10,000 yuan. They get up early every day, prepare food before dawn, and don’t close the stall until seven or eight o’clock in the evening.
Grandma Zhou did not doubt it, and a job of 2,000 yuan was considered a high income in her eyes. She said: "Boss, you have to keep the money for me. You will spend money everywhere in the city. If you don't let me take care of you, you will not be able to save money after a year of hard work."
"I will give you five hundred yuan for living expenses every month."
In such a big city, what can a family do with 500 yuan a month for living expenses
To be honest, Zhou Cheng and Liu Mei were both silent.
"Five hundred yuan is not enough." Liu Mei said.
Liu Mei was soft and hard, and it took a long time for Grandma Zhou to agree to give 800 yuan. Grandma Zhou said cursingly: "I know you are not as conscientious as you used to be. You don't have a son. Do you know who will hold the urn in a hundred years?"
"Akai and Afeng are your roots, if you don't pay for them, would it be a waste of money for that loser—"
Zhou Xiu put down the rag for wiping the table, turned the volume of the phone to 0, and was finally able to do housework quietly.
Although Zhou Cheng couldn't hear it, he kept responding with "hmmmm", indicating that he was still listening to the phone.
After the phone was finally hung up, Zhou Cheng took out 1,200 yuan and said, "Xi'er's mother is smarter."
Liu Mei sighed deeply: "1200 yuan is too much."
Xiu'er's tuition is far from enough. Rent, stall rent, food expenses, deduction here, deduction there, where can I save money to pay tuition.
But they still have to pay, and wait until the beginning of the year to go to the bank to transfer money. If they don't send the money, Granny Zhou will come to the city to look for them in anger.
Although Zhou Xiu felt sorry for the money that was thrown into the water for nothing, but this time the steamed bun-like parents finally realized a little bit, and she couldn't help raising her eyebrows.
Zhou Cheng looked at his daughter silently, patted her head, "It's okay, Xiu'er."
"Dad will pay your tuition."
Zhou Xiu never expected her parents to pay her tuition fees, she said: "I have a scholarship."
"Then I'll save it for you too."
…
As school was approaching, Zhou Xiu still went to the noodle stall to collect money for her parents. After a period of corrections, Zhou Cheng and Liu Mei gradually stopped collecting money by mistake.
The young white-collar workers in the nearby office building still haven't changed their tastes, and they come to patronize Zhou Cheng's business every three days.
Zhou Cheng's golden silk noodles are affordable, taste good, and use conscientious materials, so there are many repeat customers. The surrounding residents love to patronize his business.
The little white-collar asked Zhou Cheng: "Boss, are all your daughters like this?" He pointed to Zhou Xiu who was doing homework. When there are no guests, she runs to the corner with a small bench to do her homework, which is pitiful.
Nowadays, the children are not the darlings of their parents. They are all raised like little emperors at home. They can't even ask them to do some work, let alone come out to help their parents every day during the holidays.
Zhou Cheng said happily: "Yes, she does very well in school. She is often the top three in the class."
"She's always worried about my bad feet,"
The young white-collar also wanted to shoot Zhou Xiu, so he asked Zhou Cheng, and said that the income generated by the video could be shared equally. Zhou Cheng didn't have any concept of portrait rights at all, he said happily: "Take whatever you want."
But this time the white-collar candid shot was not so lucky, he was spotted by Zhou Xiu as soon as he turned on the camera, Zhou Xiu frowned and asked him to hand over the phone.
He called out to show Zhou Xiu the video he took before, and Zhou Xiu saw the photo when Tan Ming came to help for the first time, and said:
"My classmates probably don't like being photographed."
He called up the comments and showed Zhou Xiu, "No, no, I didn't want to shoot him. They like you."
The comments are full of regret: "Why were those original videos deleted?"
"Mist grass, you're a big boss."
"Xueba will start a live broadcast of homework, I will definitely watch it."
"It's really good to watch the heroine do her homework. It's poisonous..."
Zhou Xiu was still unwilling to be photographed and declined him.
After returning home, the system suddenly said: [Young man, please start a live broadcast to do your homework.]
It has found a way to distribute rewards reasonably.
Zhou Xiu had nothing to do, and she was willing to mess around with the system. She registered an account, turned on the camera, and the screen was completely filled with the test papers, only showing one hand holding a pen, writing the test papers continuously.
After a while, [Ding—10,000 rewards are credited.]
At the same time, Zhou Xiu's live broadcast room received a tip of 20,000 yuan from a user with the ID "YH". Zhou Xiu went to check the money box she used to save money, and it turned out that 10,000 yuan was missing.
The reward income of the anchor is divided with the live broadcast platform at a ratio of 5:5, that is, 20,000 yuan as a reward, and only 10,000 yuan entered Zhouxiu's account in the end.
"YH" is the abbreviation of Yinhe, and the system is called "Yinhe Poor Family Fund Support Association". Zhou Xiu understood it with just a glance. This account is it.
The system said calmly: [In the future, you can withdraw money openly and use it.]
Zhou Xiu's parents don't have to work so hard anymore.
Zhou Xiu hummed, took out the biology and mathematics Olympiad test papers that she couldn't finish writing during the winter vacation, and brushed them up one by one.
Zhou Xiu's homework live broadcast room gradually came to a few wild fans, and after watching it for a while, they were forced away by the esoteric topic.
At night, more and more fans entered by mistake.
[Fuck, I squatted for three hours on purpose. I watched it before lunch, and now after dinner, the anchor is still broadcasting.]
[I just want to ask, is the cpu of the anchor's brain okay, is it hot?]
[This is last year's biology league question, what the fuck, did the brothers participate in the league together this year?]
[No, I'm the only one paying attention. Is the correct rate of her questions amazing?]
I saw a test paper in front of the camera, holding a pen in one hand, and writing slowly. Sometimes he pauses, and sometimes he writes vigorously. Think for a while and quickly write down the answer. When you encounter a problem, no matter how long you are stuck, you can always solve the problem in the end. Hand and pen are always there.
This kind of concentration is really rare. After finishing one piece, I continued to write the next one. I wrote continuously for several hours, only leaving and resting a few times in the middle.
Zhou Xiu didn't know how the live broadcast room was. She didn't care about it after opening it at noon. She glanced at the clock, turned off the live broadcast, and went to take a shower and sleep.
The system falls slowly:
[Ding—The correct rate of the biology league test paper is 80%, and the reward is 200 RMB.]
…
[Ding—The correct rate of the biology league test paper is 80%, and the reward is 200 RMB.]
Zhou Xiu wrote it in a closed book this time, without consulting books or asking teachers and friends for help.