The next day, Zheng Xiuyan reported to school on time, of course, it was still the Lamborghini that was booming. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although she figured out some things, she still retained the habit of being high-profile, enjoying the envy and jealousy of her classmates along the way, and walked into the classroom with a cold and arrogant look.

Because she thought about things too late last night, she overslept this morning, and when she came to school, it was already late, and now the first class was halfway through.

When he came to the door, he saw an uncle in his 40s on the podium foaming at the podium, Zheng Xiuyan ignored him, and directly pushed open the door and walked directly to his seat without even making a report.

The teacher didn't get angry when he was interrupted from class, just glanced at Jung so-yeon and continued his lesson.

This is also a middle school in the United States, plus this is a private school, so the management is not too strict, so Zheng Xiuyan's behavior will not be scolded. If this is in my big China, you dare to do this to ensure that you ask for parent education plus the whole school to report criticism.

walked directly to the seat and sat down, turned her head to look at Pani, Zheng Xiuyan couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, only to see that her whole body was pink, pink shirt, pink shorts, pink sneakers, and even the hair band with her hair tied was pink, which made Zheng Xiuyan complain in her heart, Nima, how much you like pink, although the long-cherished wish of the future generations will know your hobby, but this is too much.

Today's Pani was not in a daze, and when she saw Zheng Xiuyan coming over, she directly squinted her charming smiling eyes, showed a cute smile to Zheng Xiuyan, and said happily: "Ah, Jessica, you are here." ”

"Yes." Zheng Xiuyan responded, she thought too late last night, she didn't sleep for long at all, and now she is in a bad spirit, but she plans to come to the classroom and start sleeping.

Pani is still smiling, she has already regarded Zheng Xiuyan as a good friend, after all, she is the only two Asian girls in this class, and yesterday she also knew that Zheng Xiuyan is also Korean, which makes her feel even more destined. In addition, Zheng Xiuyan invited her to eat a lot of delicious food at noon yesterday, and she didn't mind that she often wandered, which made her extremely moved.

When I saw Zheng Xiuyan not coming in class today, I thought she wouldn't come today, which made her a little disappointed, but seeing Zheng Xiuyan coming now, she was happy again.

directly lost interest in listening to the class, and grabbed Zheng Xiuyan and began to ask questions. Zheng Xiuyan is also not interested in what the teacher is talking about now, she will know these a long time ago, anyway, she is bored, put aside in advance of sleeping, and whispered to Pani.

The morning passed in the idle conversation between the two of them, and they took Pani to eat together, and then it was the two classes in the afternoon.

Students in the United States have much more time than in Huaxia, and school ends at half past two in the afternoon every day, unlike middle schools in Huaxia, and basically does not leave school until eight or nine o'clock in the evening. And American students generally join extracurricular clubs after school, whether it's basketball, martial arts, painting, Go or something.

In the afternoon, it was history class and math class, Zheng Xiuyan was not interested, and fell asleep directly in Pani's chatter, and she insisted on it all morning in the morning, she really couldn't stand it.

Sleep directly until the end of class, change classrooms and classes to continue sleeping, don't want this little day to be moisturized, she has decided to continue this kind of thing, and the class will be used as a place to make up for sleep in the future, well, what a perfect plan.

She went straight home after school yesterday, and today she was not so lucky, she was caught by Pani and pulled directly to the extracurricular club.

Originally, she wanted to join the martial arts club, but she gave up directly after looking at it, the strength of the people there is completely out of the stream, even the most powerful person, it is said to be a strong white man who is a disciple of a Japanese taekwondo master, and his strength is also rubbish.

But Pani joined a painting club, which Zheng Xiuyan was not interested in, but what surprised her was that Pani could paint, otherwise she wouldn't have joined here, but she had never heard of her knowing this in her previous life.

But after looking at Pani's work, Zheng Xiuyan understands, Nima is also a painting, it's almost like a bear child's graffiti, even if she is a rookie, she is better than her painting, no wonder she didn't say it in her previous life.

However, Zheng Xiuyan is a little strange, the paintings she painted are simply unbearable to look at, but how can she still have the courage to join the painting club?

"Basketball, baseball, billiards, martial arts, painting, music, dance, ............" clubs looked for one by one, all of them were unsightly by Zheng Xiuyan, music and dance Zheng Xiuyan is still a little interested, but the teachers here are all the kind of people who are not at a good level, so how can I join, it is better to go directly to South Korea to receive professional training in the future.

"Ballet, piano, shooting...... Shoot? After walking for a while, Zheng Xiuyan finally found a club that could make her a little interested.

In his previous life, he existed as an ordinary person, and he lived in China, where gun control was extremely strict, how could he have the opportunity to touch guns? But you must know that there is a man who doesn't like guns, and he was reborn in the United States, where gun control is not very strict, and she can't help but be curious to see Zheng's father's pistol, but she has never shot it.

Now I didn't expect there to be a shooting club here, so of course I had to go in and have a look.

When you walk in the door, you will be facing a hall, about 70 square meters, and there are many targets hanging on the wall facing the door, which seems to be the target for shooting.

On the left and right sides of the entrance was a long row of wooden tables, filled with various firearms, but all of them were imitations, firing steel bullets instead of real bullets.

However, the appearance and weight of these guns are similar to real guns, and even if the steel ball hits the vital point, it is unlikely to kill people. But with so many replica pistols to be able to get them, it seems that the people who run this club are still a little capable.

At this time, several people were training in the hall, and there were several men and women sitting in a row of chairs in the middle. When they saw someone coming in, they all looked at it.

"Oh, there's a new guy coming?" A 17/8-year-old boy at the head was the first to speak, but in a somewhat strange tone.

You must know that there is a fee to participate in these extracurricular clubs in the United States, such as these shooting clubs and martial arts clubs pay a lot of money every month, and those who draw and basketball do not cost much.

However, how much money a middle school student can have, it is only a little surplus every month, and he can't afford to pay the expensive membership fee, so he can only choose those cheaper clubs.

Like the people in this shooting club now, they are all the children of wealthy families with rich families, and there has been no new person joining for a while.

Glancing at the hall again, Zheng Xiuyan looked at the young man who was talking, and said lightly: "This is the shooting club, you are the boss?" ”

"Yes, I am." The boy replied.

"Well, that's right, I'm here to join this club." Knowing the answer, Zheng Xiuyan did not procrastinate, and directly stated her purpose.

"This ......" the teenager hesitated. Now he treats Jung so-yeon as someone who doesn't know the club's fees.

Zheng Xiuyan frowned, and said, "What, don't you need people here?" ”

"No, it's just that there is a membership fee to join the club, so ......," the teenager explained, but some words still didn't come out.

Zheng Xiuyan nodded clearly, these clubs are like training classes, training, of course, there is money to be charged, but Zheng Xiuyan didn't expect that the clubs held by these middle school students would also charge money.

"Well, how much does that cost." As long as it is a matter of money, it is not a matter for Zheng Xiuyan, although she is not rich now, but there is a lot of money, and now the stocks she buys are appreciating every day, and the Zheng family's money is getting more and more, and she can use all the money of the Zheng family, you can imagine how rich she is, just a little membership fee, she doesn't care about it.

"Five hundred dollars a month." The teenager reported a number.

"Five hundred dollars?" Zheng Xiuyan was stunned, this number is nothing to her, but it is a lot of money for ordinary middle school students, and this is only a month's membership fee. No wonder there aren't many people here.

However, after looking at these facilities, Zheng Xiuyan understood. These guns can't be obtained without a little price, although they are not real, but there are too many of them, and there are broken targets that cost money, although the steel bullets shot can be recycled, but there will definitely be losses, which is also money, and the operation of the club also costs money, in short, it costs money in many aspects, so it is normal to charge more. Besides, this is also a practical skill, after all, the United States has a high rate of firearms, and it may be used one day.

"Okay, five hundred is five hundred." opened his bag, took out a stack of green dollars, about 5,000 dollars, handed it to the young man, and said, "Even if I pay the membership fee, I have no problem paying when I run out." ”

"No problem. No problem. "Everyone else has paid the money, so what's the problem?

After collecting the money, the young man stretched out his hand and smiled at Zheng Xiuyan: "Then this senior girl, you are welcome to join the shooting club." ”

This young man looks okay, much better than the fat pig principal he met yesterday, although Zheng Xiuyan said that he didn't like to shake hands with men, but others reached out their hands, and it was not good to refuse, so he shook his hand and said lightly: "Please give me more advice in the future." ”