The dream of creating videos to get ahead ran aground indefinitely, and after dying countless brain cells, Shiruma found that he was not the material for creation.

One of the smarter things about this person is that he knows what he can't do, and he can make a decision right away.

The idea of making money is still not broken, and Shiruma has become the largest underground snack seller in the second (12th) class of high school.

Unlike the other children in the class who only knew how to buy from the commissary, in addition to providing snacks from the commissary, Shiruma also printed a lot of small cards for publicity.

In addition to snacks that are generally cheaper than school stores, there are many items that are not available in the store. This is all bought by Bai Jian using a mobile phone to shop Taobao at a very low price, in this small county where high school students don't even have mobile phones, there are too many things that can be done with a mobile phone.

In just over a month, Bai Jian has earned nearly 2,000 yuan one after another. He boldly walked out of his class and took advantage of the lunch break to put his promotional cards into other classes, and now the business was even more popular. Zhang Feng, who was sitting next to the window, had been helping Shiruma sell goods, and he obviously felt that Shiruma's small business was getting better and better.

There is a lot of money, only Zhang Feng and Bai Jian know. But business is good, but many people can see it. Gradually, there are more and more people in the class who are doing snack business privately, and there are even people who start a price war without a teacher, and after the market is disrupted, the cards issued by Shiruma slowly begin to fill with more snacks that the school does not have.

Shiruma can't do anything about the swarming of children in his class, which is something that everyone can do.

Not long after the spring breeze was triumphant, this group of students who had fallen into the eyes of money ushered in the setback that Bai Jian had expected a month ago.

In the sophomore office, recently, the director of education caught a lot of students who were eating snacks in class when he was patrolling, and in the past few days, Director Ma can be seen taking three or five students to receive education with a serious face.

Many of the children who had changed their minds after receiving the transformation said that someone had tempted them, and some people took out a card that someone had sent to the table, saying that it was on this small card that opened their pockets and earned their living expenses at a price that was one dollar cheaper than the goods in the school commissary.

According to the small cards confiscated by several teachers, the cards that ruined the harmony of the class should have been made by the same person.

Because these crudely made cards have the same appearance, only the printed content of individual cards is slightly different.

"Check!" Director Ma hung his horse's face, slapped his desk heavily, and ordered a group of subject teachers below.

Under the order of the director of teaching, the sophomore year of high school set off a cold wave of whistleblowing. Soon, Bai Jian was taken to the office by his homeroom teacher, Lao Hu, with a helpless face.

Lao Hu played with the card in his hand, a cold light flashed on his glasses, and he coughed heavily, "Say, did you do this?"

Bai Jian looked at the cards on the table, they were indeed from his own handwriting, and what surprised him was that his cards had been updated four times because of the replacement of goods, and Lao Hu actually had the first generation of small cards in his hand.

It's impossible to guess who betrayed him, and from the day he planned to start selling snacks in the class, Shiruma knew that one day someone would be blushing.

"I did it. "Bai Jian himself has no intention of concealing it, and this matter is not illegal, so it is difficult to collect the money he earned.

"Who asked you to do this at school? Are you here to study or to make money!" More and more I felt that Bai Jian was different from the previous submissive appearance, and Lao Hu began to wonder if his bald head and sunglasses had no deterrent effect on the children.

"Of course, it's reading and studying, but I didn't delay earning some pocket money. Bai Jian thought about Lao Hu's question seriously, and asked suspiciously, "Teacher, it seems that no one said that you can't sell things in the class, right?"

This answer slammed, blocking the question he was going to ask next, Lao Hu stared at the child in front of him for a long time, this child was right.

Director Ma, who didn't know when he walked into the office, had been sitting silently in his seat drinking water, and heard that there were students who had no intention of repenting, and he was still very proud to hear this tone?

"You didn't say you can't sell it, you can sell it?" Director Ma took two steps in three steps, and suddenly walked up to Shiruma unprepared, and hit Shiruma on the head with one hand.

This slap covered Bai Jian's head, and there was a feeling of brain congestion in an instant, and he was almost forty years old in two lifetimes combined, and it was the first time since Bai Jian was reborn that someone gave him such a treat.

"What are you staring at me for!" Director Ma rolled up his sleeves and slapped him again.

'Smack'!

The slap was loud, causing the other teachers in the office to look at it for a while.

Shiruma felt that his head was in chaos, the first time he didn't react, and the second time he immediately sobered up.

You can't be angry, you can't be angry!" Shiruma took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions, and for a moment he could only hear his heavy gasps echoing through the office.

Ten years later, don't talk about slapping, even if it is a punishment station, it can cause condemnation on the whole network. But now it is different, especially in the small county town of Jingyi County, where it is never necessary to think about whether there is a reason to convince a student, and teachers prefer to educate the child directly in the simplest way.

Corporal punishment is the simplest and most straightforward method, and it is usually the quickest way to achieve the desired effect for teachers.

The sophomore office group, which originally had some voices, was extremely quiet at this moment, so quiet that it seemed that a needle landing on the ground at this time could cause a tsunami.

Shiruma tried to convince himself in his heart that it was normal to be slapped by the dean of teaching, that he was a student, that he was a student!

Lao Hu saw that the teaching director was angry, and saw that Bai Jian seemed to be a little about to explode, and he didn't want to make a big fuss, so he quickly got up from his office and said, 'You are busy with you, you are busy with you', and quickly pulled Director Ma away.

Bai Jian, who was standing in place, finally restrained the mania in his heart, turned his head and glanced at Director Ma coldly, and glanced at the many curious teachers in the office by the way. Take another deep breath and bow your head to be silent.

After persuading Director Ma away, Lao Hu returned to his office, looked at Bai Jian who bowed his head and was silent in front of him, and sighed, "Bai Jian, don't complain about the teacher, it's all for your own good, and I will be angry with you if I treat you as my own child." ”

Listening to Lao Hu with an expressionless face, Bai Jian never responded. He neither refutes nor admits his mistakes, because he still feels that he is wrong, and he does not know what he is wrong.

After all, he is not the arrogant person of the young man before, listening to Lao Hu's long persuasion, Bai Jian suddenly interrupted.

"Teacher, you don't need to say, starting today, there will be no more things I sell in the school. I'm not going to do that again. ”

Surprised how Bai Jian suddenly went to the road, the next second Lao Hu raised his eyebrows, and gave a thumbs up with a smile, "I know that you are sensible, then I won't say anything, you are a sensible child, you yourself are measured, the teacher believes in you!"

"Then I'll go back to the classroom first. After listening to this, Shiruma didn't want to stay for a moment.

"It's all a bunch of cheap bones, they don't know how to work hard when they study hard, and they don't know how to do something that has no reputation!

Agreed, Shiruma turned around and left the office, he looked at the golden sunset outside the main teaching building, and he was neither happy nor angry at the voice of the dean of education in the office behind him, or even felt nothing.

It's just that suddenly, Shiruma began to feel that he had been here for so long, and he still hadn't integrated into this era.