Chapter 30 Wei Sheng Is Crazy

Wei Sheng was quite helpless, knowing that Zhao Lei was not to blame for this. If I really want to blame myself, I owe it to myself. If I didn't study well in the morning, I had to go upstairs to see Cui Xian.

"Look at Yadaner, this just proves that we have this fate, right? God is destined, and the will of God cannot be violated!" Liu Jianren smiled and pulled Wei Sheng again, "Since the names of master and apprentice have been set, the apprentice has something to do, the master is sure To help, right?"

At this moment, a white figure walked out of the classroom next door. Qing Jun's clean shirt was particularly eye-catching under the sunshine outside the window.

It was Cui Xian.

He walked out of the classroom and walked towards Wei Sheng, and then passed her under Wei Sheng's attention.

Cui Xian saw Wei Sheng and the man outside the school who was pulling with her, but he just glanced and walked away, as if he didn't know her.

Wei Sheng reluctantly glanced at Cui Xian's back, and could see that this kid still doesn't like him, but in her eyes it's not a problem,

He opened Liu Jianren's hand again, "I won't participate in tonight's car race. You should compete and compete. If you want to learn to drift, there is no problem. The tuition fee is 30,000 yuan, and there will be no bargaining."

"Three, thirty thousand!" Liu Jianren looked at Wei Sheng in surprise, this little girl! The lion opened his mouth.

Wei Sheng didn't feel that he was talking big. If he was not short of money, he would be too lazy to pay attention to him, but now that she is short of money, Cyril told her about the rise of several stocks. When she goes back tonight, she plans to ask her uncle Yang Liping if The rally is indeed exactly the same as in the previous life, and Wei Sheng is ready to make a small profit.

But she has no money. Even if a stock costs 4 yuan, she can only buy a thousand shares. The daily limit of 10% is 40 cents, and she can earn a few hundred yuan.

So she needs funds. 30,000 yuan is not much for her, and for Liu Jianren, it's probably just the price of his big gamble.

Liu Jianren swallowed fiercely, staring at Wei Sheng motionless, he probably had a hard time understanding how a little girl in the second grade of junior high school dared to ask for so much money.

"Okay!" He nodded fiercely, and then whispered, "But I have a condition, you have to participate in tonight's game. Those turtle grandsons transferred people from the south, three against three, and they are all strong players! If the prize money is small if you lose, Hutai County will be embarrassed. You don’t want people to recognize you and wear a mask.”

Wei Sheng waited for him to finish his speech expressionlessly, and suddenly asked lightly, "How much is the bonus?"

"10,000, I'll give it to you if you can win. This kind of big bet is not easy to deal with. Usually, you can earn 1,800 yuan in one run." Liu Jianren looked happy and seemed to have a play.

"But..." Wei Sheng suddenly looked embarrassed.

Liu Jianren's heart tightened, staring at Wei Sheng.

"But I made an appointment with my classmates to make up lessons after school today, and I gave him five yuan."

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Sitting in the classroom, Wei Sheng hesitated to peek at Li Dezhi from time to time, and finally said when the boy was blushing and at a loss, "Well, I can't make up the class tonight, so let's move the five dollars to the next time?"

"Do you want to take the money back?" Li Dezhi subconsciously reached out and touched his pocket.

Wei Sheng hurriedly shook his head, "It will be paid in advance for the make-up lessons tomorrow."

Li Dezhi thought for a while and nodded in disappointment, which was equivalent to one day less money.

Kong Xue, the study committee member behind him, said happily, "What did I just say? It would be good for Wei Sheng to finish his homework, and make up the class? Cut it."

Wei Sheng ignored her, and happened to ring the class bell, and the students returned to their seats to prepare for class.

As the class bell rang, a slender figure slowly entered the classroom.

Wei Sheng recognized that this was Zheng Qi, the math teacher who left a huge shadow on her before the transfer. He was in his early thirties, with a pretty face, always wearing a white shirt and jeans wrapped around his slender thighs.

But the boys didn't like her, because she was notoriously bad-tempered, she often punished students physically, and even the principal didn't give her face in school.

It is said that Zheng Qi's family is well-off, and he graduated from Beijing University and returned to Hutai County to contribute to his hometown.

It is also rumored that she and her partner have never been married, so she has a weird and bad temper. Wei Sheng remembered passing by the office when she was in school and seeing her sobbing inside.

As soon as I saw Zheng Qi, memories that had long since been forgotten flooded to Wei Sheng like a tide.

"Turn to page 27." Zheng Qi put the book on the lecture table, then turned around and wrote an example question on the blackboard, "This question is similar to the last month's exam question..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly turned her head to look at Wei Sheng and frowned, "Who told you to sit here, stand behind."

The whole class suddenly pricked up their ears, and it was really embarrassing for a girl to let the teacher criticize in front of everyone.

Except for a few mischievous and mischievous poor students laughing at each other, there was no expression on the other people's faces.

Wei Sheng sighed in his heart and still came.

Her butt was still on the seat, her small face was expressionless, but she looked at Zheng Qi with bright eyes and said, "Mr. Zheng, I want to sit for class."

"Don't you know what's going on with yourself? I'll use this to tell my classmates again. If you can't answer the exam, you can skip it, but don't copy it. It's not fooling the teacher, it's fooling yourself! What is copying? Chunchun The thief behavior, what can you do when you grow up! Shameless things, still want to sit in class? Hurry up and get back." Zheng Qi said lightly, expressionlessly, while speaking, except for a sharp glance at Wei Sheng, the rest Time is flipping through textbooks.

Like everyone else, she thought that Wei Sheng would obediently get up and move to the back of the classroom, but she didn't expect that she would still sit there motionless.

"Mr. Zheng, I want to sit for class." Wei Sheng looked at her blankly and repeated what he just said.

Zheng Qi was stunned for a moment, looked up at Wei Sheng who was still sitting in the seat, and his tone suddenly became severe, "You stand up and talk!"

"Mr. Zheng, from a psychological point of view, when two people have a conflict, both standing and talking will only intensify the conflict, so I think I should sit and talk." Wei Sheng's words just landed, and the eyes of the whole class swept across the class. He glanced over at her.

Zheng Qi was embarrassed for a moment when she stood on the podium, and then she slammed the book in her hand against the podium, making a huge crashing sound.

At this moment, Wei Sheng clearly felt Li Dezhi's breathing tightened beside him.

"Don't get angry at every turn, it's not good for your body." Wei Sheng sighed, she didn't mean to contradict, nor did she intend to be angry with Zheng Qi, but she was actually a little unhappy about Zheng Qi's attitude, more is helpless.

She is no longer a child, at least not in her heart. She is not proud and proud of being mad at the teacher, and Zheng Qi is not worthy of it either. She simply did not agree with Zheng Qi's attitude and practice towards herself and students.

But she didn't know. At this moment, Wang Yan, who was behind her, patted her big shoulders in the front seat, and whispered in the latter's ear, "I just said, Wei Sheng must have a problem in his head."