Zhou Xiu is a Buddhist live broadcaster. When the live broadcast is on, she does her homework seriously and closes it when she is done. She has no idea what happened in her live broadcast room during this time.
Zhou Xiu finished writing the ten sets of test papers given by Old Wang in one go, and the system kept rewarding her.
[Ding—Complete Lao Wang's test paper with a correct rate of more than 80%, and the reward is 200 RMB.]
[Ding—Complete Lao Wang's test paper with a correct rate of more than 80%, and the reward is 200 RMB.]
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Zhou Xiu was so busy writing the test papers that day that she didn't even have time to touch the money in her pocket. The RMB became a tipping in the live broadcast room as soon as it appeared.
"'YH' tipped the anchor 'Xiu Xiu to study hard' four planes."
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"'YH' tipped the anchor 'Xiu Xiu to study hard' four planes."
In one day, "YH" gave Xiuxiu 40 airplanes, and after finishing writing a test paper, he threw four of them. I am envious of the anchors of the same type of learning.
Zhou Xiu's hands are not very good-looking, they are used to heavy work, and no amount of hand cream can restore them to their original state.
Plus Zhou Xiu never speaks, even her fans think she is an ugly student.
The popularity of female anchors who became famous for writing test papers some time ago has gradually passed. At first, her fans came to see her do her homework because of her figure. After the bonus period of showing her face and figure, her popularity declined quickly.
She clicked into Zhou Xiu's live broadcast room, and saw that "YH" had earned nearly 10,000 yuan in just one week, and she was jealous.
She couldn't help but turned on the trumpet to complain: "Boring. It's not interesting at all."
"This looks like a reward from relatives and friends."
"Except for showing your hands every day, you don't dare to speak or show your face, you are definitely ugly."
The "Working Hard for National Finance" who came to Zhou Xiu to write biology competition questions felt uncomfortable after seeing it, and left a message: "Do you know what the anchor wrote?"
It's rare for the anchor of Yishuiliu's live broadcast study to have such a serious and clear stream, but he was scolded by the Yan Zhi party? "Efforts to rush to the national finance" is uncomfortable.
There is a saying that outsiders look at the excitement, and insiders look at the way.
People who don't understand the competition really can't get the anchor Li's Su point at all. People who are not good at mathematics can't stand watching such a live broadcast.
The host wrote the modified questions of the math league!
Students who once gave up because the math competition was too difficult will see that the boss is still writing the math competition paper, and a wave of admiration will rush out of their hearts.
Those who signed up for the Biology League, who didn't sharpen their heads and memorize more than a dozen biology books
The anchor actually still has time to write math competition papers at this juncture,
And she started writing at noon until nine o'clock in the evening, except for rest and meals, she was basically writing. Such a person who uses his time wisely and has amazing concentration is simply admirable, okay
During the review stage of "Working hard for the national gold", as long as you take a little slack, you can watch Xiuxiu's live broadcast. After watching it, you feel full of strength.
Originally, he didn't know how to review in the final stage, but after watching the anchor's video, he felt like a ship sailing in the sea at a loss, found the guiding light, and found his own review rhythm.
Watching the anchor endorse, write test papers, and do experiments, it's as if I've reviewed it all over again. Where can I find such an easy way to review
He was even afraid that this new anchor would not want to be an anchor after being hit, and he would recommend her to his classmates.
"'Efforts to make money' reward the anchor with five planes."
He and the host have the same ideals, and he is going to study.
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night.
When Zhou Xiu returned from school to the village in the city, Zhou Cheng and his wife hadn't closed the stall yet. Liu Mei scooped up a bowl of chicken soup and boiled a bowl of golden silk noodles for dinner.
Zhou Cheng finished eating the last chicken leg with a smile, and a customer who was off the night shift came to the stall and asked, "Boss, do you still have noodles?"
Zhou Cheng sighed, he didn't even have time to eat dinner, he stood up and quickly replied: "Yes, yes, just wait a while."
"Father, eat." Zhou Xiu walked to the noodle stall, put down her schoolbag, and expertly cooked a bowl of noodles for the guests.
The customer was not too happy to ask a middle school student to make noodles for him, but he just turned his head and saw a beautiful girl standing in front of the stall, rolling up her sleeves, putting on gloves, and ironing the noodles in an orderly manner.
Under the incandescent light, the girl wore an apron, her eyes were light, and her facial features were unexpectedly beautiful and fresh.
She quickly handed him a bowl of noodles: "I charge you 8 yuan."
Unexpectedly, the owner of the noodle stall, who is so ugly, has such a beautiful daughter.
The guests took the noodle bowls in a panic and went to the small table to eat. I couldn't bear it while eating noodles, and secretly took a photo of Zhang Zhouxiu and posted it on social software.
Zhou Cheng finished his dinner with the last bowl of chicken soup in the pot, Zhou Xiu frowned. "Why didn't you close the stall and go home so late today?"
She glanced at the leftovers of their dinner, and if they couldn't run out, she settled for gold noodles, although it was much better to have meat every day than in the countryside. But Zhou Xiu couldn't bear to eat these all the time.
Liu Mei smiled: "Your dad thinks the business is good today, and he made more noodles. Didn't this just happen to be sold out, so he went home?"
Zhou Cheng cheerfully waited for the guests to finish eating the noodles before tidying up the tables and chairs and pushing the tricycle home.
Zhou Xiu rubbed her tired and sore eye sockets, thinking in her heart that when she got the prize from the biology competition, she must change the shop for her family.
With a shop, it will not be so hard.
After taking a shower, Zhou Cheng counted up the day's account book under the lamp.
He happily said to his daughter: "We are going to move to the side of the pedestrian street to open a store, so we don't have to go out to set up a stall in the wind and rain."
Walking street
Zhou Xiu stopped drinking water.
Although Zhou Xiu had the idea of renting a shop, he never dreamed of opening the shop in the pedestrian street.
It is the most popular area in the city, every inch of land is expensive, and it is hard to find a shop.
Regardless of the expensive rent, the transfer fee alone is a prohibitively high price, but how could such a good thing happen last week
Zhou Xiu was afraid that his parents' hard-earned hard-earned money would be cheated, so he asked Zhou Cheng's shop about the situation.
Zhou Cheng took out the lease contract with confidence, and said with a smile: "I bargained for 15,000 yuan, and the shop is about 40 flat."
After Zhou Cheng finished speaking, he still felt very heartbroken. The 15,000 yuan was the profit they earned after setting up a stall for a month and a half.
After all, there will be no wind and rain in the future, and the business will be better when there is a store.
Zhou Xiu read the contract suspiciously several times, made a phone call according to the contract, and searched for information about this shop on the Internet. No problems were found, the procedures were complete, and the owner was fine.
But the shop at forty square meters is still located in a pedestrian street with an explosive flow of people. How could it be only 15,000
Zhou Cheng hadn't been in the city for long, and he still couldn't figure out the situation. Zhou Xiu searched on her mobile phone and showed it to him, Zhou Cheng was stunned.
For shops of the same type and size, the transfer fee alone is as high as 200,000 yuan, and the monthly rent is more than 50,000 yuan.
He scratched his head and thought for a long time, "It's probably because your classmate wants to help our family."
That day, Tan Ming's parents thought about how to repay Zhou Xiu's life-saving grace, but Zhou Cheng rejected all their proposals.
Forget it, Zhou Cheng put the money he had just counted into his purse with regret on his face.
"Wait until you have enough money to open a shop."
Zhou Xiu put away the unsigned contract.
Xi's.
The housekeeper called Xi Shaoyuan, Xi Shaoyuan answered, and he hummed.
The housekeeper said awkwardly: "Zhou Xiu's parents promised well before, and they will not want it when the contract is handed over. Do you want to keep this shop?"
Xi Shaoyuan said, "Keep it."
Anyway, there is no shortage of this money.
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At the beginning of March, the spring is warm, and the peach blossoms and cherry blossoms on the campus are blooming one after another.
Each class in the second grade group planned a spring outing.
In previous years, the spring outing plan of Yude Middle School was arranged freely by the students of each class, led by the head teacher. It's the same this year.
Due to the particularly abundant class fees, the Spring and Autumn Tours of Class 24 in previous years were very well organized.
Lan Xin, the literary and art committee member of class 24, began to feel worried again.
"Where are you going for a spring outing this year?"
Last year's spring outing was to soak in the hot springs in the suburbs, pick grapes, and ride horses. The autumn outing was to go diving and surfing in the islands.
It seems that the students in the class have played the items that can be played.
There is no program more innovative.
So Lanxin began to solicit opinions again, and she asked everyone to write a small note, and she would choose the spring outing project according to public opinion.
Except for the Christmas celebration last time, Zhou Xiu had not participated in any other activities organized by the class. She thought that the spring outing was similar to other schools, it was purely an outing in the countryside to breathe fresh air.
As a child from the countryside, Zhou Xiu is not very interested in the countryside.
She thought it over very seriously and finally wrote "Forest Arboretum" for free.
The biological league is just around the corner, Zhou Xiu has no intention of having fun anymore. But if she has to play, she is more inclined to collect some plant samples and check for omissions.
Tidbits was surprised when Zhou Xiu wrote about the botanical garden.
It seemed boring, but other projects were even more boring, so she copied Zhou Xiu's answer.
Taking advantage of his height, Tan Ming at the back table glanced at Zhou Xiu's writing on the small note, and he subtly thought of the recent news that the "Forest Botanical Garden" was open for free.
Tan Ming thought of Zhou Xiu's father's crippled leg, he was stunned for a while, picked up a pen and copied the answer.
Xu Qing also wrote "Forest Botanical Garden".
He recalled the experimental requirements of the biology class competition, and it was easy to imagine Zhou Xiu's purpose in writing it. Xu Qing also wanted to collect some specimens.
The rest of the class were surprised when they saw the choices submitted by these people.
This is exactly the same as the rocket class's spring outing projects that have no creativity every year. Such a down-to-earth gameplay is purely for fun in normal times.
Many students got tired of going to the botanical garden in the city even when they were young.
But the tidbits and Tan Ming wrote like this, and the other students followed suit, and finally the "Forest Botanical Garden" became the spring outing project of class 24 this year with an overwhelming victory.
Du Feiyang said: "Let's have fun, anyway, it's just another place to blow water, chat and play games."
It would be even better if you can take a vacation.
After Lanxin announced the arrangement and location of the spring outing, Zhou Xiu listed a list of plants to be collected on the paper, and closed the notebook with satisfaction.
Class 24 chose to go to the Forest Botanical Garden, and Winnerban struggled for a long time. The art committee of their class thought that a class like Class 24, who was so good at playing, would definitely not randomly choose items, so Wennerban, who was too lazy to make a choice, followed suit. Forest Botanical Garden.
I don't know if this year is fun or not, but it must be cheaper than previous years.
The spring outing to the Forest Botanical Garden even saves tickets.