Chapter 513 High Price

During the evening self-study period.

Hu Hou, the head teacher of Class 1, stopped at the door of Class 8 with a plastic bag.

He did not suddenly break into the classroom, but stood at the door for a while, brewing for half a minute, gradually attracting the attention of many students.

Xin Youling, who was on the podium, as the monitor of Class 8, asked: "Teacher Hu, do you have anything to do?"

Hu Hou was the head teacher of Experimental Class 1, and he had an outstanding teaching ability, so he had a halo of his own, and most of the students in the same class knew him.

Hu Hou finally stepped out and walked into the classroom. He did not go to the podium, but went to the corridor and said kindly:

"Xue Yuantong, are you free? I'll take up some of your time."

As he said that, he put the plastic bag on the desk. Bai Yuxia, who was sitting in front of him, took a look and found that the bag was not tied and was half open. She was surprised to find that there were many snacks in the bag.

Nuts, beef jerky, potato chips, shrimp strips, soft cookies, the variety was quite rich...

Bai Yuxia was unable to understand, 'What's going on? The head teacher of Class 1 took the initiative to send snacks? ’

Besides, it was the first time she saw a teacher giving snacks to students.

If he did this, how could our head teacher Shan Qingrong save his face?

As the saying goes, don’t hit a smiling person. Besides, Hu Hou is the head teacher of Class 1 and has the status of a teacher. Xue Yuantong gave him face for the sake of snacks and even stopped playing with his mobile phone:

“Teacher Hu, you say it.”

Hu Hou said: “It’s like this. Our class is holding an exchange meeting. As the first in the grade and the first in the city, I would like to invite you to come to our class and say a few words, share your learning experience, and strive to make our No. 4 Middle School’s overall performance reach a higher level.”

Before Xue Yuantong answered, Chen Qian in the first row stopped writing. He recently found that although he worked very hard every day, his progress was getting slower and slower.

After breaking into the top ten in the grade, he was already a 985 player, but because of this, Chen Qian found that he had encountered a bottleneck, the bottleneck of rushing to those two famous schools.

If he didn’t break through, Chen Qian had a hunch that his performance might stop here.

Xue Yuantong looked at the snacks on the desk and was a little moved. She usually ate Jiang Ning's snacks. Now if she could earn snacks with her own strength, wouldn't she be able to show her status in front of Jiang Ning?

"Okay, let me say a few words." Xue Yuantong agreed.

She had spoken in front of the whole school before, so she was not particularly resistant to this.

After hearing Xue Yuantong's agreement, Chen Qian shouted: "Teacher Hu, can I audit the class?"

Hu Hou turned around and saw that it was Chen Qian. He knew the top ten students in the school very well. Chen Qian was on his list. Hu Hou was also quite shocked by Chen Qian's progress.

Hu Hou felt that if students from Class 8 participated, it might increase Xue Yuantong's enthusiasm. He agreed: "Okay, come on."

"What about us?" other students shouted.

"Come on, come on! ”

So, as Xue Yuantong left, the classmates left one after another, including Chen Qian, Song Sheng, Bai Yuxia, Yu Wen, Jiang Yanan, and a bunch of others.

Wang Longlong saw Ma Shicheng still playing games and urged him: "Brother Ma, Brother Ma?"

Hu Jun laughed at himself: "Hey, with our grades, don't join in the fun."

He had an inexplicable idea about the lofty experimental class. Every time Hu Jun passed by Class 1, he never saw them fighting or making noise. The students in Class 1 always studied quietly in the classroom.

At that time, Hu Jun stood in the corridor and watched. There was only a wall between them, but it seemed like two worlds.

When Wang Longlong heard what Hu Jun said, he said: "Brother Jun, you don't understand, right? Let me ask you, if you miss this opportunity, will you have another chance in the future to enter Class 1 openly and squarely?"

Hu Jun thought about it and felt that there was no chance.

Wang Longlong continued: "In this life, many things can only be done once, try not to miss them."

Ma Shicheng turned off the screen of his mobile phone, "Well said, Longlong, let's go and take a look at the holy land. "

Hu Jun looked at the two people's backs as they walked away. Cui Yu patted him with a lewd look on his face: "Brother Jun, let's go and do great things."

Next to Cui Yu was Meng Gui, a gentleman with a calm mind.

But Hu Jun looked at the combination of the two and always felt that they could not do anything.

In two minutes, Class 8 lost 20 to 30 people. Liu Chuandao looked around and saw that the walls and railings of the prison had all disappeared.

The world is so big, let it fly!

Only those trapped in a cage know how rare freedom is!

He took a deep breath, the fragrance of freedom was so beautiful!

...

Experimental Class 1.

The head teacher Hu Hou was the first to step into the classroom. He gestured:

"I called Xue Yuantong from Class 8 to share her learning experience with everyone. Everyone is welcome."

After hearing this, some students in Class 1 were excited, such as Du Chuan. He was more eager to improve his grades than anyone else!

Some people were indignant. Wei Xiuyuan lowered his voice: "We are Experimental Class 1! Ask an outsider to share experience? ”

It’s really embarrassing!

“If we share learning knowledge, only students in the Tsinghua and Peking University classes of Yuzhou No. 2 Middle School are qualified to share!” Wei Xiuyuan said. Yuzhou No. 2 Middle School is the top high school in Yuzhou City.

Dong Jiayi didn’t have much opinion on this. She said: “But Xue Yuantong’s grades are better than those of the Tsinghua and Peking University classes of No. 2 Middle School.”

“Uh.” Wei Xiuyuan was stunned. Does it seem to be okay?

Applause rose and fell, and it was continuous, showing the welcome for her.

Xue Yuantong stepped onto the podium of Class 1.

Afterwards, Chen Qian, Yu Wen, Song Sheng and others all stood in the back row to listen to the class.

Cui Yu squinted his eyes and sniffed as he walked.

Hu Jun: "Brother Cui, what are you doing?"

"Do you smell the scent of books?" Cui Yu was intoxicated.

Next to the aisle, a girl with thin shoulders and a pretty face leaned in silently.

At the back of the classroom, Lin Zida sat alone. He crossed his legs and clapped leisurely.

Behind him, Cui Yu, Meng Gui, and Duan Shigang were gathered together.

Two of them have extremely vulgar temperaments, while the other has a temperament as high as mountains and flowing water, which is extremely strange.

Lin Zida wondered, what was wrong with these three people?

One of them, in particular, actually brought a math textbook and unfolded it. Aren't they here to listen to their experience?

On the east side of the south side of the classroom, at the window seat, the light around Zhuang Jianhui was swallowed up, as if the end was coming.

Relying on his extraordinary perseverance, he restrained his eyes and lowered his head to study math problems. Several golden flowers stood in the aisle next to him, blocking out the sky and the sun.

After Xue Yuantong came to the podium, she said generously:

"If you have anything you want to ask, ask now and I will share all the learning methods I know."

Seeing this, Dong Jiayi raised her hand and asked a question that everyone cared about: "I want to ask, why can you always maintain the first place in your grade?"

As soon as this question came out, the atmosphere in the class instantly became silent.

Many of the top students in Class 1 cast their eyes and stared at the petite figure on the podium.

Cui Yu silently turned down the loudspeaker volume.

Lin Zida was extremely shocked. He swore that he heard a moan just now and it was definitely not an illusion.

He subconsciously turned around and was met with the calm and composed expressions of several people.

"Why remain first in grade?"

Xue Yuantong thought about this problem.

She thought about sleeping, eating snacks, and playing games at school every day... These things were not worthy of being shared.

Her little brain was working rapidly, and she determined what should be shared at an extremely fast speed.

Xue Yuantong first recalled the hard work of getting up early every day. She faced the classmates in Class 1 and raised her chin slightly:

"The answer is simple. I get up at 6 o'clock every morning. What are you doing at this time?"

As soon as this statement came out.

Yuan Xiaomao, who was wearing glasses, raised his hand and said, "I have already started working on the second test paper."

Dong Jiayi: "I have memorized 15 words."

Du Chuan: "I get up before 5 o'clock every day."

One by one, students answered what they were doing at 6 o'clock.

Xue Yuantong panicked: 'Why are you working so hard? ’

She changed her words and said: "So I want to tell everyone that the secret to success is not to work hard, but to have a good routine. It does not mean who studies longer will have better grades, but more importantly, it depends on the efficiency of learning. "

Yuan Xiaomao suddenly realized, "Listening to your words is like listening to your words." ’

Xue Yuantong actually had a bit of a headache, because the learning experience she shared was not very useful. Jiang Ning was mostly busy talking about topics. She took a slight step and skipped a few steps, but Bai Yuxia couldn't understand.

However, Xue Yuantong's subsequent sharing still provided some help to Class 1 students to a greater or lesser extent.

Xue Yuantong returned to Class 8 only five minutes before school was over.

After a brief confusion, Jiang Yanan said: "Through Xue Yuantong's sharing, I figured out that hard work can make us the top twenty or even the top ten in the grade, but it is difficult to become the first in the grade."

Shen Qing'e didn't say anything. In fact, when she saw Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong going home when school first started, she once despised this little man. Even though he later became the number one in the grade, she always felt displeased.

Dong Qingfeng said: "That's it, hard work determines your lower limit, and talent determines your upper limit."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Song Sheng's cynical expression.

He thought, "Song Sheng, do you have any advice?"

Song Shengdao: "I don't agree with what you said. It should be that your household registration determines your lower limit, and family resources determine your upper limit."

…

Wednesday, morning class break.

The sky is clear, like the blue sea, the clouds are like snow-white sheep, the sun shines down, the campus is shrouded in bright light, and the small garden is full of green.

Beside the square, tall official poplar trees stand tall, and birds step on the branches, looking at the students on campus.

Cui Yu and others were lying on the corridor, looking at the school girls passing by in the square below. If they met a good-looking girl, they would tell Meng Gui and Duan Shigang, and the three of them would comment and rate the girl. How happy they were.

Shan Kaiquan had someone he loved in his heart and didn't bother to attend such a gathering.

However, as he clutched his phone, Shan Kaiquan felt gloomy at the thought of Lan Zichen's neglect of him.

He doesn't understand. He asks himself that he looks pretty good, has good grades, good physical fitness, is generous to women, and has the blessing of being a senior. Why don't others pay attention to him?

Shan Kaiquan was puzzled, but fortunately, he was not alone.

Shan Kaiquan ran to the back row and said shamelessly: "Brother Ma, I recently added that girl, but after chatting for a few words, she ignored me."

He looked depressed: "I really don't understand."

Ma Shicheng handed the phone to Longlong and asked him to help operate it.

"Kaiquan, sit down."

Ma Shicheng asked: "Is there something wrong with the way we chat?"

Shan Kaiquan concluded: "It's impossible. When I was chatting, I even made a little friendly joke."

Speaking of this, he was quite proud.

Ma Shicheng's heart skipped a beat.

"Is it convenient to see the chat history?"

High school students don’t pay as much attention to boundaries as adults. During this period, everyone often borrows each other’s mobile phones to play.

"Help me analyze it." Shan Kaiquan handed him his cell phone.

Ma Shicheng took the phone and looked at the front, where the two people had normal chat records. Lan Zichen asked Shan Kaiquan why he knew the answer to the question "Yangliu Yiyi".

Shan Kaiquan replied to her, this is the serial number position of the pinyin abbreviation.

Well, so far, there aren’t many problems.

The two continued to chat for a while, and Lan Zichen asked Shan Kaiquan: "Who are you?"

Ma Shicheng nodded. Normally, when a girl wants to make friends with a stranger, she must ask for her identity.

Let alone girls, if a stranger becomes a friend, he will have an idea of ​​whether this person wants to harm me.

After Lan Zichen asked about his identity, Shan Kaiquan's reply was awesome.

Ma Shicheng was extremely impressed and said, "Hello, I am the sweeper of the cafeteria."

From then on, no matter what Shan Kaiquan said, Lan Zichen never replied.

When Shan Kaiquan saw Brother Ma reaching this point, he was very pleased with himself: "Isn't it very humorous?"

Ma Shicheng was so happy that he slapped his thigh, "You have such a sense of humor!"

"It's so awesome!"

Shan Kaiquan was excited at first, then wondered: "Why doesn't she reply to me?"

"Brother Ma, give me some advice."

Ma Shicheng silently returned the phone to him and patted his shoulder: "You have already made your own way. There is nothing I can do."

…

After Bai Yuxia's deskmate position was taken away by Chai Wei, Chen Siyu has been homeless since then.

However, after having been with Geng Lu for almost ten days, she found that compared with sitting next to Bai Yuxia, they were two completely different experiences, each with its own happiness.

Ever since the break, Geng Lu had been frowning and answering messages on her phone.

When Chen Siyu came back from playing with her sister, Geng Lu was still chatting with others.

Chen Siyu gestured for her to enter her seat.

Geng Lu leaned forward slightly, and the touching curve of her chest was deformed, but she still ignored it.

When Chen Siyu returned to his seat, Geng Lu sat back a little. There seemed to be a magical force pulling him from two dimensions back to three dimensions, which amazed Chen Siyu.

Chen Siyu asked: "Geng Lu, are you in trouble? Can I help?"

After Geng Lu heard this, her brows relaxed a little.

She recently met a new client in the circle who customized a painting. The two parties agreed on a total price of 150 yuan, and the other party paid a deposit of 20 yuan.

After handing over the painting, pay the remaining 130 yuan.

But when I submitted the preview today, the other party actually found fault with me and was only willing to pay another 30 yuan or give up the painting. It seemed like she was doomed.

This painting is customized according to the other party's preferences. It would be more difficult to sell it individually.

She was negotiating with the other party, but the other party insisted on giving her 30, so Geng Lu originally planned to give up the deal.

At this moment, after hearing Chen Siyu's words, she suddenly decided to try again.

She told Chen Siyu what happened, which caused Chen Siyu to be filled with indignation and accuse: "How could she do this and break her promise!"

Geng Lu: "This is my first time working with you. I won't work with you again in the future."

"She thinks she's convinced of me and has made up her mind that this painting won't sell except to her."

"So let's do this. You come and pretend to be my client. The three of us are in a group. You come up with a quotation to make her feel a sense of crisis. Maybe she will be willing to pay the balance. After that, I will treat you to grilled fish."

After hearing this, Chen Siyu said: "Don't worry, leave it to me."

"Yeah." The two girls simply confirmed the details.

Geng Lu finally confirmed: "You can do it, right?"

Chen Siyu: "Simple!"

Later, Geng Lu pulled Chen Siyu into a small group chat of three people.

Geng Lu spoke in the group: "My former client saw this painting and planned to buy it. This is the last chance. You can watch and bid."

"I'm just a painter. I'll sell to whoever pays the highest price."

That customer x-on:陈思宇: “You also want my customized painting?”

Chen Siyu knew that the other party was not a good person, so she responded domineeringly: "I like it, the one with the highest price will get it!"

Customer: "Okay, I'm willing to pay the balance of 130 yuan."

Geng Lian looked delighted: ‘Is it that simple? ’

Chen Siyu was not happy, she thought to herself, "This person has tricked Geng Lu. Now that he sees someone competing, he is willing to pay the original price. Why?" ’

No matter what, she couldn't let Geng Lu suffer in vain, so she said: "You want to buy it for 130?"

Customer: "I admit it's my fault, but I can make up to 150 yuan as the final payment."

Chen Siyu was not happy. Geng Lu also said that he would treat her to grilled fish. She had to earn more for Geng Lu.

Starving the timid to death and starving the bold to death, she seized the opportunity and beat up the drowned dog:

"150, right? I'll pay 500!"

Customer: "Okay, you are awesome, I don't want it anymore, you can take it."

The other party leaves the group chat.

Chen Siyu looked at Geng Lu, her mouth half-opened: "What should I do if she runs away?"

PS: Sorry

The number of words in yesterday's update was one thousand fourteen less. I originally promised to make up for it today, hoping to explode with great power, but it really didn't happen. I only wrote six hundred more words, which is still not enough.

I'll try my best to update and make up for it, I hope you'll forgive me!