Monday.

It's another day full of hope.

When Peng Chuan walked into the class, all the students in the class had already got new apples, and of course, in order to prevent others from suspecting, Peng Chuan also had a small box in his drawer.

On the way to the seat, the students' discussions came and went-

"Which god's hand is this? It's an explosion!"

"Yes, at first I thought it was Da Mao who bought it for me, after all, he has been chasing me recently, but I didn't expect everyone to have it!"

"If you don't say that they are heroes! You calculate, there are more than 60 people in the class, and even if it is 10,000 for a mobile phone, it will add up to more than 600,000!"

"More than 600,000 yuan? My goodness, this is still a person? By the way, how much memory does your phone have?"

“512！”

"Coincidentally, I'm 512 too! But mine is black, why don't we change it?"

"Well, don't you dislike apples?"

"Who doesn't like apples?"

“......”

Waiting for Peng Chuan to sit on the seat, Zhang Long lost no time in expressing his attitude: "Brother Peng, although this guy who gave the mobile phone is also very rich, it is still too low compared to the 80 million you made a move!"

Before Peng Chuan could reply, Huang Yue came over with a hippie smile: "Brother Peng, we didn't say that the mobile phone was sent by you, we thought about it, this important moment will be announced by you personally!"

"Then don't announce it, leave it in suspense, and think of it as an interesting anecdote about high school life. ”

"Understood!" Huang Yue gave a thumbs up: "Brother Peng is really a person who has detached himself from low-level interests!"

Syllable!

Zhang Long slapped his head hard: "Damn, I should have thought of it a long time ago! Except for Brother Peng, in the school, no, not only the school, I'm afraid that there are no such wide people in our Tangta County!"

Peng Chuan smiled slightly, took out his textbook and read it. Just as he was looking at it, the light dimmed, and Li Dazhuang, a member of the study committee, came to his side.

Somewhat similar to Peng Chuan in the past, Li Dazhuang also grew up in a family with poor conditions.

His father works as a security guard in an industrial area, his mother works as a salesperson in a supermarket, and it has been decades since the reform and opening up.

Speaking of which, Li Dazhuang is a ruthless person.

He knew that his family was not good, so he studied hard, wanted to earn a future for himself, and slapped those who looked down on him with practical actions.

With this idea in mind, Li Dazhuang has worked hard since he entered school, sleeping three shifts in winter and five shifts in summer, and the used refills are piled up in half of the courtyard! The so-called hard work pays off, and with his hard work day after day, his academic performance is so good that he explodes, and he is the number one student in all the high schools in Tangta County.

"Knock knock. ”

Li Dazhuang knocked on the table and pulled Peng Chuan out of his thoughts.

"What's wrong?" Peng Chuan was a little puzzled.

It is said that things gather by like, according to common sense, Peng Chuan and Li Dazhuang should have more common language if they are from similar backgrounds, but Li Dazhuang is not a layman after all, his family is poor but his grades are good, and the combination of the two makes him inferior and arrogant, not only looking down on the rich second generation in the class, but also looking down on Peng Chuan, whose family is similar to him but whose academic performance is far inferior to his.

"You also got your phone, right?" Li Dazhuang was expressionless, and his voice seemed to come from his nostrils: "What do you think?"

"I'm glad. ”

"Happy? That's the difference between me and you, you feel happy, I feel angry!"

"What's wrong with you?"

"I think it's an insult to me!"

"You're thinking too much, aren't you?"

"Thinking too much? Hehe, do you know what those rich people think of us?" Li Dazhuang is unfathomable: "Tell you, they think we are just toys! Think that if we give us a dollar, we will dance! Hehe, hehehe, they are wrong, they are really wrong, I, Li Dazhuang, are not something they can see through, although I am poor and white now, but sooner or later, I will stand on a higher place than them! At that time, they will be toys in my eyes." ”

When he said these words, Li Dazhuang looked up at the window, his eyes burning, as if he saw his future self.

"I admire you for your ambition. Peng Chuan said softly: "It's just that you're looking for the wrong person, right? ”

"They don't understand. Li Dazhuang said, and looked down at Peng Chuan condescendingly: "Do you know what you are in my eyes?"

"What is it?"

"You are my audience, my reference. When I'm not determined, I'm going to look at you and tell myself not to break the jar like you, and when I've achieved something, I'm going to show other people to see you and remind them how good I can get there. ”

Peng Chuan was dumbfounded.

This man is so terrifying!

Fortunately, he has a little money, otherwise he would have been crushed by the other party.

"You don't speak, it seems that my words hurt you, but don't be sad, not all people with the same starting point can run the same distance. Li Dazhuang said proudly: "Do you know what my goal is?"

Peng Chuan shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"Hehe, I'm afraid I'll scare you when I say it. Li Dazhuang stretched out a finger: "They all say that the annual salary is one million, I don't do this, my goal is one million a month!"

"Yes, the goal is ambitious. By the way, is the phone any good?"

"What the hell is going on with you!?"

"Oh, I'm afraid I'll scare you when I say it, I bought this phone. Peng Chuan said honestly: "I recently became the son of the richest man, and I want to repay the society through this." ”

Li Dazhuang was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and patted Peng Chuan's shoulder with his hand while laughing: "Your joke is good, it amuses me." Well, now I'm going back to doing the problem, you know, I'm going to participate in a math competition in a few days, and the municipal ones are going to be a lot of Niu Pen students. ”

Math competitions?

Peng Chuan's heart moved slightly.

When he was just becoming literate, he saw an article in a magazine - "Chen Jingrun and Hua Luogeng", and the growth and struggle of the two mathematicians made him excited and unable to sleep at night.

Since then, he has been in love with mathematics and calls himself "Little Hua Luogeng".

Helplessly, the mathematics industry pays special attention to talent, and the talent is insufficient, and no matter how hard it takes, you can only be a "civil science" (what is a civil science, it is difficult to get into the elegant hall of folk scientists).

Thinking of himself who was struggling more than ten years ago, Peng Chuan couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Alas, the world is unpredictable, Xiaohua Luogeng has become a little rich, it seems that I am just a layman after all." Farewell, my dream to unravel Goldbach's conjecture. ”

When Peng Chuan was stunned, "Jingle bell!", the class bell rang on time.

Coincidentally, this is a math lesson.

"Students. The math teacher was a man in his early thirties, holding his gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose in his left hand and a stack of corrected test papers in his right hand: "The results of the last test are out." ”

The classroom was silent.

"Li Dazhuang?"

"To. Li Dazhuang stood up proudly.

"You send the test papers, and in this class, we will talk about the easy mistakes on the papers. ”

"Yes. ”

Li Dazhuang took the test paper and sent it out one by one, each time, the pride on his face was a little thicker, and when it was sent to Peng Chuan, he deliberately paused: "There is an improvement, one hundred and twenty-five." ”

Peng Chuan knew what he wanted to hear, so he asked, "What about you?"

"Full marks. Li Dazhuang raised his voice: "You know, I always get a perfect score." ”

"Cow pen. Peng Chuan praised it playfully, and he couldn't help but hear a sigh from the side.

Turning his head, Weng Jiana.

The goddess Jade face is gloomy, it seems that she didn't play well this time?

"Okay, the test papers have been sent out, and everyone has seen their scores. The teacher's tone was serious: "I know that some students with low scores are sad, but every effort is gained, and this grade is linked to your usual level of effort, and you will naturally not get the score you want if you don't pay attention to the lecture in class." Speaking of which, I would like to focus on commending our classmate Li Dazhuang......"

Peng Chuan didn't have the heart to listen to the teacher boast about Li Dazhuang, he was mustering up the courage to send a condolence text message to the dear goddess: "What's wrong?"

After five or six minutes, Weng Jiana's text message came back: "I didn't do well in the exam, and I didn't have a thorough grasp of the knowledge points during this time." ”

"And what are you going to do?"

"I don't know, I'm looking for a cram school, but the good cram schools are full, and I don't know if they can accept people. ”

Cram school?

Peng Chuan had an idea.