In the afternoon class, Shen Gui was very busy, not only responding to Nie Fengchi's note, but also hand-drawing a small advertisement of fried noodles with white paper, and he also felt very fun to start a business again and make such a small amount of money.

The history teacher couldn't look past it, and asked a few questions about the history of the Tang Dynasty, but Shen Gui not only did the answers in the books, but also expounded his own views in a layered manner, and the history teacher no longer bothered.

The geography teacher couldn't look at it, and asked the question of the big climate, Shen Gui answered it fluently, and discussed in depth the development of microclimate agriculture by the rivers, lakes and seas.

The math teacher's function interval problem has not yet been finished, and Shen Gui not only gave the answer, but also gave several extremely confusing options, whose level has reached the standard of the teacher who wrote the question, and will not bother anymore.

Shen Gui's college is not for nothing, plus after being reborn, his memory is reorganized, and his calculation speed is close to that of a computer.

The classmates didn't know it, Xu Shaowen, the second millennium elder in the class, originally thought that through this period of hard work, he was expected to surpass in the next monthly exam, but after these last few classes, he even felt that all the previous grades of Shen Gui were deliberately not good in the exam, and all the usual performance in class was pretended, even if he didn't eat, drink or sleep, and studied for three more years, he couldn't reach his level.

Xu Shaowen couldn't understand why he was pretending, and since he was pretending, why couldn't he let go of the first grade once.

It's like a runner running against a child, the runner sees that the distance is too far, deliberately slows down and waits for the child, but no matter how much the child speeds up, he will never be able to run in front of the runner.

He's insulting me.

The teachers only think that Shen Gui is the dark horse of the dark horses, and after the first round of review in the third year of high school, many students' grades suddenly came up, not to mention that Shen Gui has a good foundation.

Shen Gui finished writing more than 100 fried noodle leaflets, and pulled out a dozen letters from pen pals in a drawer.

When social tools are scarce, people's social needs are the same, so a craze for making pen pals has quietly arisen among students.

On the paper, the handwritten feelings, compared with the same font on the screen, have more human temperature and taste.

These letters were all received by Nie Fengling on behalf of Shen Gui, and I don't know what kind of expression she had when she received other people's love letters for her boyfriend.

In the past, Shen Gui never read these boring letters, let alone reply to them.

Nie Fengling is very confident, so he can pretend to be very generous, and he will always smile at the messenger, Shen Gui is my tablemate, my buddy.

But this time, this bastard actually replied to me one by one in front of me, and replied very seriously, did I really not exist?

Nie Fengling was furious, if his eyes could kill people, Shen Gui would die every time he wrote a word.

Shen Gui put all the reply letters into the corresponding envelope according to their names, handed them to Nie Fengling, and hinted to her to open them with his eyes.

Nie Fengling's eyes were spewing fire, and his face was full of suspicion, but he couldn't help but set up a book to block the teacher's sight and open the envelope.

"The letter has been received, and the heart knows it. Shen Ji fried noodles will be delivered to the dormitory on time at ten o'clock tonight, a copy of five yuan, and all four yuan will be used for this reply, remember to book in advance in the future and overcharge orders. ”

So it was with the first, so with the second, and so with the tenth.

Nie Fengling's brows gradually stretched, thinking that this guy was actually taking advantage of other people's favor to do business.

Shen Gui wrote the first small advertisement, she already knew that he was going to start selling fried noodles, she also felt that his change was very good, more and more motivated, as his girlfriend, she had to help him sell a few more copies every day, at least she had to eat one a day.

Nie Fengling silently picked up some of the small advertisements, thinking that after taking this last class, he would send them to the various girls' dormitories for him.

The bell rings for the end of class.

Shen Gui snatched the small advertisement back from Nie Fengling's hand, and said very directly: "How dare you trouble you for such a thing as advertising, I have a better candidate for the girls' dormitory." ”

After speaking, he pouted towards the corner of the last row, Nie Fengling was very convinced and no longer insisted.

Shen Gui threw half of the handwritten leaflets directly onto the table in the back row, "After you finish eating, help me distribute it to the boys' dormitory, one for each dormitory." ”

Li Jianshuang said sarcastically: "Yo, if you want to do a big business, it's really a double gain of people and money." ”

Yu Feifei continued: "What about the benefits?"

"Please eat fried noodles for a week. ”

Throwing off this sentence, Shen Gui took the other half of the flyer and walked towards the last row.

Wu Meiren, formerly known as Wu Meihong, has a superior family background, her father is the director of the Education Bureau, and she is also a student of the old principal.

Since Shen Gui gave her the nickname "Beauty", she and Shen Gui have become brothers.

Wu Meiren took the flyer and said with a smile: "Brother Shen Shuai, you have a future, the beauty is optimistic about you, I will arrange for someone to send it down immediately, and we will see you under the red flag." ”

After saying that, the wind disappeared into the classroom, mainly where she was sitting, close to the back door, and she could go out with her legs raised.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Huang Chufu appeared outside the iron gate on time, with two large foam boxes lying flat beside him.

More than a dozen boys and girls stood inside the iron gate, through the gap in the fence, and took the fast food boxes one by one.

The school never cares about transactions or romances after school, after all, students are in jail in this is not the real meaning.

Parents or boyfriends and girlfriends from outside the school often come to deliver a supper, and then chat through the door for a long time.

This time, though, the numbers are a bit scary.

The security guard had already smelled the fragrance of fried noodles, walked out of the security room, watched their operation, and already understood a little, if it was someone else, he might have to pretend to scold a few times, but in the face of the red man in the eyes of the principal, he could only keep a low profile.

"It smells good, how much does it cost, give me a copy too." ”

Shen Gui directly handed over a copy of the past, "I don't need money, it's all my classmates who make up their own part and let their friends help out to do it, what kind of money do you want, if you want to eat it in the future, when your friend sends it, you can take it directly, and you don't need to say hello." ”

The security guard took the fried noodles, and he was embarrassed to eat the students' supper for nothing, so he simply did a favor, and the people in the cafeteria would not do business anyway, and they would not provide supper.

"The next time you send it over, don't be so troublesome, just hand it over from the security room, as long as people don't come in or out, it doesn't matter. ”

Shen Gui thought that this was much more convenient, so he quickly took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it for him, and then took the opportunity to stuff a whole box of Golden Saints into his breast pocket.

"Thank you. ”

The security guard's face and benefits are there, and he walks into the security room to taste the supper with satisfaction.

Shen Gui and Wu Meiren sat on the steps under the red flag pole and chatted, and nightshade exuded a faint fragrance behind them.

Half an hour later, Li Jianshuang and Huang Izuwen ran over sweating profusely and handed over more than 400 change to Shen Gui.

Within a few minutes, a girl she didn't know sent the money to Wu Meiren, which was also more than four hundred, and suggested sending more tomorrow night.

Shen Gui counted it after he gathered it, a total of nine hundred.

He has calculated the cost, a copy is no more than two yuan, if it is sold for five yuan, the profit is six hundred, but some acquaintances sell it for four yuan, without counting the labor cost, the profit is five hundred.

Shen Gui took out 600 and handed it to Huang Zhuwen, Huang Zhuwen only accepted 400 capital, and the remaining 200 refused to accept it, and went back to the dormitory directly, it must have been his sister who explained it again and again.

Shen Gui didn't chase after him, and gave Li Jianshuang and Wu Meiren fifty each, both of whom were big spenders, and unceremoniously put the money in their pockets.

Due to the small number of preparations, the three people under the red flag pole, together with Nie Fengchime, did not taste the taste of fried noodles.