Fang Ping, who was full of thoughts of making money, was soon crushed by reality again.

When he walked out of the door, Fang Yuan was already waiting outside the door.

The first moment he saw Fang Ping come out, Fang Yuan said bitterly, "I'm hungry!"

"Hungry to eat?"

Fang Ping said it as a matter of course, but Fang Yuan pouted and said angrily: "No money, there is no food left at home."

The 50 yuan given by my mother the day before yesterday was the lunch money for the two of us for the past three days.

Now that the money is all in you, where are you going to eat?"

"Do you still need money for dinner?" Fang Ping seemed to have been hit by a critical blow, and said dryly, "You didn't say this in the morning?"

When she bought skewers for this girl, she was so happy!

If Fang Ping hadn't been reluctant, the remaining 10 yuan would have been spent by this girl.

It wasn't until now that Fang Ping knew that his feelings also included today's lunch money.

The point is, now he has 10 yuan on him, and this girl's own 5 yuan is not used, is it possible that she wants to eat all of herself?

The facts were not unexpected, Fang Yuan said as a matter of course: "Of course you need money for dinner, and you have taken all the money, and I don't have to worry about eating."

Fang Ping, I'm hungry, it's almost 1 o'clock, I want to eat!"

"Huh!"

"Fang Ping, I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry that I can't walk......" Fang Yuan rubbed his little belly and kept starting to sell miserably.

Fang Ping couldn't cry or laugh, reached out and pinched her fleshy cheeks, and said helplessly: "Eat, eat, I thought I really used your pocket money, it turned out to be all food money."

I forgot about it myself, but you remember it clearly.

You stinky girl, do you have such a calculation of your brother?

The previous conditions are null and void......"

"Don't!" Fang Yuan hurriedly shook his head, his face full of reluctance, and after a while, he took out his 5 yuan bill from his pocket, and said nostalgically: "Here you go, you said to buy me delicious food, clothes, and computers...... It all counts. ”

Quarreling with Fang Ping, Fang Yuan actually had an excellent relationship with this brother.

Since Fang Ping said that he would buy her delicious food and beautiful clothes in the future, although it is impossible now, the little girl still looks forward to Fang Ping after graduating from university.

For the sake of the future, Fang Yuan decided to contribute her total assets, anyway, she also ate Fang Ping's 5 yuan skewers in the morning.

The little girl's abacus crackled, and Fang Ping was amused and a little helpless.

I don't have any money on me, so I really don't have the confidence.

Otherwise, why not make a fuss with this girl for a few dollars.

......

When he came back from eating, Fang Ping was completely bankrupt, if the 10,000 yuan on his body was not used to pay for tuition, then he was still a little rich.

Fortunately, at noon, the brother and sister ate fast food for 5 yuan, which was just enough for 10 yuan.

The little girl's 5 yuan, Fang Ping still couldn't bear to use it, they were all junior high school students, and the little girl couldn't keep any pocket money.

There was no money, and the brother and sister didn't have the heart to go out in the afternoon.

To be realistic, if Fang Ping didn't go out with the 10,000 yuan, he would have an urgent need to urinate on the way, and he wouldn't be able to enter a paid toilet when he encountered it.

Fang Yuan still had homework to do, knowing that the old brother was poor, he didn't continue to pit his brother, and honestly went back to the room to do his homework.

And Fang Ping also entered his room and started to plan for the future.

Nowadays, in Fang Ping's mind, there are only two major things, first, preparing for the martial arts exam, and second, making money.

Improving family conditions is actually secondary, and there is no need to worry about this matter for the time being.

The key is that he has no money, and he may not be able to be admitted to the martial arts.

Although he had that unreliable system, Fang Ping felt that even if he didn't enter the Martial Arts University, he would be able to become a martial artist in the future.

But the question is, is a warrior strong in qi and blood?

What about exercises?

How to exercise and push the limits?

Fang Ping doesn't know anything about these, there is no professional training, who knows when he will be able to learn these knowledge, and the college entrance examination is obviously the fastest shortcut.

Naturally, some planning is still necessary for these.

......

At about 3 o'clock in the afternoon, her mother Li Yuying came back, and by the way, she also bought the evening's vegetables.

It is said that it is a half-day shift, but in fact, the working time is close to 8 hours, and it is not as easy as outsiders imagine.

Fang Ping handed over the bank card and showed the 10,000 yuan, but Li Yuying didn't take it back, just let Fang Ping take it himself tomorrow to sign up.

probably knew that her son and daughter had no money, so Li Yuying gave Fang Ping another 50 yuan for food.

may be worried that her daughter will be fooled by her son again, this time Li Yuying gave Fang Yuan 20 yuan alone, and the little girl got the money, and she couldn't keep her mouth shut.

Fang Ping really wanted to tell his mother, who was I fooling that girl, that girl was a ghost, Brother Pit!

......

Monday, April 7th.

Compared with the day before yesterday's dazedness, Fang Ping, who returned to school today, was much more calm.

Chen Fan, who was at the same table, came earlier than Fang Ping.

When Fang Ping arrived, half of the test papers in front of Chen Fan were done, and he didn't know if he had done it in the morning or in advance.

Chen Fan did not apply for the martial arts examination, so he naturally focused on the liberal arts.

If you can't get into martial arts, you can get into a good liberal arts university, and after graduation, you are more popular than those liberal arts students who graduated from ordinary universities.

Seeing that Fang Ping had arrived, Chen Fan also put down his pen, raised his head and said, "Fang Ping, is the set of math papers sent by the teacher the day before yesterday ready?" ”

"Huh?"

Fang Ping laughed dryly, who knows if he did it well, he sent it the day before yesterday, he hadn't touched his schoolbag in the past two days, and the ghost knows if he did it before.

Chen Fan probably guessed when he saw this, and couldn't help frowning: "Fang Ping, there is not much time left for the college entrance examination, although we don't have any classes now, and we are mainly reviewing, but if you do a few more questions, maybe you will pass the college entrance examination?"

"Yes, yes, Xiao Fanfan is right, I'm a little dizzy these days, I'll do it when I turn around. ”

"You ......"

Chen Fan was a little helpless, not because of Fang Ping's title, it wasn't the first day that this guy called him like this.

He just felt that Fang Ping was a little willing to degenerate.

In this society, although the status of martial artists is one level higher than that of ordinary people, ordinary people are also classified.

Those who have money, those who have no money, those who have little power, those who work for others, those who work in large enterprises, those who work in factories......

These are completely different treatments.

No. 1 Middle School is the best high school in Yangcheng, and Fang Ping's grades are not too top-notch in the third (4th) class of high school, but they are not too bad.

With a little effort, there is still hope for getting into a key university.

Luck broke out again, after the best students applied for martial arts, it was not necessarily useless to take a famous brand.

But if you give up now, let alone famous brands, key universities will be hanging.

Chen Fan and Fang Ping have been at the same table for two years, and they know that Fang Ping's family background is similar to his, and Fang Ping's family is even worse than his family, after all, the cost of the two children is more than his family.

I wanted to say a few more words, but when the words came to my mouth, I swallowed them back, after all, Fang Ping had been a little lazy in the past two days.

While the two were talking, Yang Jian, the future bearded man in the front row, turned his head again and said with a smile: "Fang Ping, Chen Fan, have you watched the news?"

Fang Ping rolled his eyes, you are a bearded strong man, where did you get this gossip heart.

Chen Fan didn't bother to answer, he had time to write a few more questions, who had time to watch the news.

Yang Jian didn't care about their answers, and said with a smile: "There is news on the Internet again, the martial arts fight between Sectmaster Ma and Taimu is scheduled for the end of this month.

And also broke the news that the location of the martial arts fight is in our Huaguo!

Now that a lot of reporters have chased after me, maybe there will be a video that can be circulated by then......"

Yang Jian's mouth was foaming, and the duel of the Eighth Rank Grandmaster was extremely rare even in the world.

There may have been cases before, but either they are too young to remember deeply, or the other party is secretly fighting, and others can only know the result, and they don't know the process at all.

This time is different, it may have something to do with the development of the network now, the news is spreading too fast, everyone received the news in advance, and with the help of the Internet, they may be able to watch the game through video.

After gossiping about Brother Xiaoma's duel, Yang Jian quickly changed the topic and talked about himself: "Today's martial arts registration has begun, my father said, no matter how much money you have, you can sign up, our old Yang family is counting on me to be admitted to the martial arts department and become a martial artist."

Hey, it's too stressful, if you can't pass the test, what do you say?"

Fang Ping said with a smile: "I said, are you showing off, or are you showing off?"

Yang Jianhan smiled, hurriedly shook his head and said: "I didn't show off, it's really a lot of pressure, it's not that you don't know my situation, the five major levels of martial arts, it's good to be able to pass three levels, and the others are too hanging." ”

"The five major levels of Wuke?"

Originally, Fang Ping was not too interested in Yang Jian's topic.

But at this time, Fang Ping's eyes lit up.