Chapter 495 The Moon Can Represent My Heart

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Although under the venomous eyes of the boys around him, it was as if a sword was on his body, but Yang Jiabao, who was the most beautiful in the whole Peking University, looked at him fixedly, which made Zhong Wentong feel exasperated.

Zhou Hao next to him looked at Zhong Wentong, who was amused by himself, and just shook his head and smiled.

In the stands, Yang Jiabao had retreated behind the scenes, and on the stage were more than a dozen girls in national costumes dancing folk dances.

As the saying goes, there are no ugly girls in seventeen and eighteen. The girls on the stage, in terms of appearance, are naturally not as unremarkable as Yang Jiabao, but they are also full of freshness. In universities, there are still a lot of versatile girls.

However, with Yang Jiabao serving as the master of ceremonies for this Spring Festival Gala, the boys in the audience felt that all the programs were "garbage time", and they only hoped that the programs would end soon so that Yang Jiabao could come out soon.

"By the way, Junior Brother, where is your hometown? Are you planning to go back during the Spring Festival?" Zhong Wentong asked.

Zhou Hao replied with a smile: "I'm from Guangdong, and I'm going back to spend the Spring Festival with my family."

"Oh, hehe, I'm from Hubei." Zhong Wentong said, "I don't plan to go home this Spring Festival. I want to visit Shanghai and Shenzhen."

Reminiscent of Zhong Wentong studying finance, Zhou Hao said, "You went to Shanghai and Shenzhen to test the waters in the stock market?"

"Haha, you're so smart." Zhong Wentong laughed, seeing Zhou Hao's strange expression, he guessed what Zhou Hao was thinking, and said, "Actually, I don't only have theoretical knowledge about stocks, let's put it this way, My experience in stock trading is much richer than that of ordinary stockholders.

It's just that I have been investing remotely through the phone before, but this time I want to visit Shanghai and Shenzhen.

Hehe, I first started trading in stocks in the second semester of my freshman year, and it has been a full year now.

At the beginning, I invested 20,000 yuan in the stock market, and earned more than 10,000 yuan during the period. I also owed more than 200,000 yuan in foreign debts because of investment failures.

Fortunately, my luck is not bad. So far, I have earned more than one million yuan this year. "

Zhou Hao was really surprised this time. When he heard that Zhong Wentong wanted to speculate in stocks, he was worried that he was still a student with only theoretical knowledge but no practical experience. .

But he didn't expect that he started to speculate in stocks a year ago, and he actually made more than one million yuan in just one year.

More than one million is not a big amount to Zhou Hao, but Zhong Wentong is only a college student, and his original capital is only 20,000.

In other words, Zhong Wentong gained fifty times the profit in one year through the stock market. Even someone like George Soros, at Zhong Wentong's age, probably wouldn't have such achievements.

"Didn't Xiaoping say that?

Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth. What good is it if you just memorize those theories in school. " Zhong Wentong said: "So, I practice while studying. "

Looking at Zhong Wentong's white teeth when he smiled, Zhou Hao also admired him very much. This dark-skinned boy with a sunny smile is really a genius.

On top of that, it hasn't been all smooth sailing for him in the stock market. From what he said just now, he once owed more than 200,000 yuan in debt.

More than 200,000, how much pressure is this for a student. And under this kind of pressure, Zhong Wentong can make a comeback and make persistent efforts. This is not just a matter of talent. He has the kind of courage that most people do not possess.

Being able to turn 20,000 into more than one million is of course not the luck that Zhong Wentong himself said. Zhou Hao knows that those who can make a lot of money from the stock market either have huge financial resources to be able to sit in the bank by themselves, or have extraordinary analytical and predictive skills.

Moreover, even though he earned more than one million yuan, Zhong Wentong didn't show a hint of arrogance. Zhou Hao, who has two lifetimes of experience, also regarded Zhong Wentong as an ordinary student just now.

"Are you planning to invest the more than one million yuan you earned in the stock market?" Zhou Hao asked with interest.

Zhong Wentong shook his head lightly: "Of course not, that's more than one million yuan, how many white steamed buns can I buy. I only plan to use two hundred thousand this time.

As for the other money, I will give it to my parents. Although those two old guys are not short of money, they dragged me up after all, so I have to be filial to them, right? "

Zhou Hao also laughed loudly when he heard the words, he had already made a decision in his heart, this Zhong Wentong must be brought into his company.

Such a talent, it would be a pity to miss it. Zhou Hao not only felt that he was lucky, but also met a talent so casually.

"By the way, Junior Brother, I'm only telling you these things because we can still talk. Even my roommate doesn't know about it. You have to help me keep it a secret." Zhong Wentong said again.

Zhou Hao looked at him with a smile on his face: "If you let those girls know that you have a net worth of more than one million, then they will take the initiative to throw you in their arms even if you don't have to do anything."

"Cut!" Zhong Wentong curled his lips: "What's the point of such a woman."

Zhou Hao nodded approvingly. He knew that Zhong Wentong's family background should be very good. If it was an ordinary family, how could he give 20,000 yuan to his son for stock trading?

If Zhong Wentong is that kind of playboy, he should be able to attract many girls based on his family background.

People on the stage performed enthusiastically, and Zhou Hao and Zhong Wentong in the audience chatted very happily.

Listening to Zhong Wentong say that he

With a few roommates, they changed ways to spy on the girls' dormitory, and taught Zhou Hao a lot of "good tricks" in the name of a senior brother.

, Zhou Hao couldn't help but laugh.

While chatting, the two of them suddenly heard Yang Jiabao on the stage say that tonight's Spring Festival Gala was coming to an end, and they came back to their senses.

"Zhou Hao, which dormitory are you from? I'll look for you when I'm free. You guys can chat with me pretty well." Zhong Wentong said.

Zhou Hao was struggling with how to tell Zhong Wentong that he would not die as a student of Peking University, when he suddenly heard Yang Jiabao on the stage holding a microphone and saying: "Students and teachers, our Spring Festival Gala is coming to an end tonight, but please don't rush away , we still have a grand finale program to dedicate to everyone.

Next, the affectionate student Zhou Hao came to the stage to present a song to everyone, as a thank you to everyone for coming tonight. "

As soon as these words came out, not only Zhong Wentong and other students, but even Zhou Hao himself was stunned, and couldn't help pointing at himself: "What, you want me to go on stage?"

Yang Jiabao on the stage smiled and said to Zhou Hao: "Student Zhou Hao, come up quickly, everyone is waiting."

Seeing the sly smile in Yang Jiabao's eyes, Zhou Hao could only smile wryly. This girl, presumably, was dissatisfied that she hadn't come to her during this time, so she deliberately punished herself.

Watching the students around him cast curious glances at him, Zhou Hao couldn't just sit here and pretend nothing happened, so he had to stand up, walk to the stage under the eyes of everyone, and cast a swipe at Yang Jiabao who was standing in the middle of the stage. A reproachful look.

Naturally, Yang Jiabao was not afraid of Zhou Hao's blame, and when Zhou Hao came to him, he deliberately asked him: "Student Zhou Hao, I wonder what song you want to sing for everyone?"

Everyone in the audience looked at Zhou Hao one after another, wondering which class this boy is from, why have they never seen him before?

And although everyone in the audience didn't know Zhou Hao, but because Zhou Hao was tall and handsome and had an extraordinary temperament, he attracted the attention of many girls as soon as he showed his face on the stage.

Facing the microphone brought by Yang Jiabao, Zhou Hao intentionally made things difficult for her, so he said, "Well, I have a habit of singing, and I need to be accompanied by a piano. If there is no piano, I'm not used to it."

Yang Jiabao smiled and said: "Our academy lacks everything, but there is no shortage of musical instruments. Come and push the piano over."

Immediately, several boys pushed a grand piano onto the stage, and Yang Jiabao looked at Zhou Hao as if demonstrating.

Zhou Hao smiled wryly and shook his head, thinking that since he has reached this point, if Yang Jiabao is not satisfied, maybe she will use some tricks to deal with him tonight.

So Zhou Hao sat in front of the piano, and Yang Jiabao immediately put the microphone on the stand and pointed it at Zhou Hao.

Gently tapping on the microphone, Zhou Hao said to the people in the audience: "I am honored to be able to perform for you tonight, so I will present a song I wrote recently, and give it to our beautiful classmate Yang Jiabao, for the sake of everyone."

and classmates and teachers.

The title of this song is "The Moon Can Represent My Heart", which is a shame. "

Many people in the audience heard the title of Zhou Hao's song and thought he was going to sing Teresa Teng's "The Moon Represents My Heart". They couldn't help but slander in their hearts: "How dare you say that you wrote someone else's song?"

However, when Zhou Hao's ten fingers started to dance on the piano keys, and a melody with a touch of sadness flowed out, those who originally wanted to watch Zhou Hao make a fool of himself knew immediately that what Zhou Hao was going to sing was not the classic song "The Moon Represents My Heart".

Just listen to Zhou Hao's magnetic voice floating over the spacious venue through the microphone:

How much I love you, how much I miss you

It's raining on the sidewalk outside the window

pink rain it doesn't explain

sigh at me behind the glass

Will my heart hurt, will my steps be heavy?

what is love i can't describe

Anyway, thinking of you is as strong as black coffee

Those who have not drunk will not understand

You ask me how deeply I love you

the moon it can represent my heart

no one can tell you

It's just that they are not pure enough

You ask me how deeply I love you

the moon it can listen to me really

keep asking or give up

not a kiss can explain

Listening to Zhou Hao's charming singing voice, looking at Zhou Hao's soft moonlight eyes, Yang Jiabao was unknowingly infatuated.

(end of this chapter)

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