Chapter 12: You still think it's honorable, don't you?
Lou Wenzheng looked at him with a smile: "Have you deleted the things inside?" ”
Jiang Yang paused, trying to recall whether he had saved the film on that mobile phone, and the more he thought about it, the more uncertain he became, so he simply said, "Forget it, I'll buy you a new one." ”
"I look like I don't have the money to buy a phone?"
Jiang Yang: "......"
Yan Huaizhi came over from behind and greeted Jiang Yang: "My mother sent me fruit, you go to the security room after class to help me move back." ”
Jiang Yang responded, and said dissatisfiedly: "I don't have my share in eating meat and drinking water, and now I don't think I'm old and yellow if I want to work hard?" ”
"An ugly face does not prevent other functions from being used normally."
Jiang Yang rolled up his sleeves and made a gesture to beat him, but Yan Huaizhi immediately coughed twice: "My chest has been a little stuffy recently......
Jiang Yang: "......"
After Jiang Yang left, Yan Huaizhi picked up the mobile phone on the table and looked at it, Lou Wenzheng frowned: "I don't need a new mobile phone." ”
Yan Huaizhi was a little funny: "I didn't say I wanted to buy it for you." ”
"And what do you see?"
Yan Huaizhi pointed to the cracked camera: "I will fix this." ”
Lou Wenzheng raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure it's not a toy to play with?" ”
Yan Huaizhi glanced at her: "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, I'm rich, but it doesn't mean that the four bodies are not diligent and the grains are not divided, you wait and see, and invite me to eat ...... after it is repaired."
He originally wanted to talk about eating, but when he thought that Lou Wenzheng was cut off from his living expenses by his family, he forcibly twisted the words that were about to be exported into "drinking soda".
"Okay."
At night, Bedroom 302 is quiet.
Lou Wenzheng sat at the computer desk in a daze at the stock market chart, and on the other side, Yan Huaizhi was repairing the mobile phone camera.
An hour later, Yan Huaizhi came over with his mobile phone: "Okay." ”
Lou Wenzheng took the phone and looked at it, the camera was replaced with a brand new one, and the photos were much more high-definition.
"What kind of soda do you want to drink?"
"I don't want to drink it now, I owe it first." Yan Huaizhi said, glanced up at her computer screen, and raised his eyebrows when he saw the stock market trending chart: "Are you still interested in this?" ”
Lou Wenzheng saw that he had found out, so he simply didn't hide it: "Hmm." ”
"The stock market has not been doing well in recent years." Yan Huaizhi said: "Investment needs to be cautious. ”
"You know this?"
"I've learned a few." Yan Huaizhi pointed to the curve chart above to explain to her, Lou Wenzheng listened attentively, and took the opportunity to raise all the doubts he had saved, and Yan Huaiyi answered them for her one by one.
After going back and forth like this, Lou Wenzheng instantly felt like she had seen the sun, and she asked tentatively: "How much do you know about managing companies and doing business?" ”
"I don't dare to say that I know everything, but I know almost everything I should know."
"Where did you learn it?"
"I have an economics and finance teacher at home, and I have tutoring classes every Sunday."
Lou Wenzheng: "......"
How could these children standing on the shoulders of giants be comparable to someone like her.
Yan Huaizhi flipped through her webpage: "This is the stock of the Lou family...... If you want to learn this, why don't you mention it to your dad? You are his son, and he will teach you. ”
"He won't."
Yan Huaizhi sensed something from her categorical words, paused, changed the topic and said, "You can ask me questions about this in the future." ”
"Okay, thank you."
Yan Huaizhi straightened up, returned to his seat, took two steps and turned around and asked, "Aren't you Mrs. Lou's biological son?" ”
This is a tactful question, although the meaning is still "Are you an illegitimate child", but in a different way of expression, it sounds a lot more pleasant.
Lou Wenzheng didn't answer immediately, Yan Huaizhi waited for a few seconds, raised his hands and surrendered: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend." ”
Lou Wenzheng said, "Well, I'm not." ”
She didn't mean to explain in depth, and after answering, she turned her chair back to the computer and continued to study the stock market chart.
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At noon the next day, Lou Wenzheng was called away by the head teacher.
"Your grade," the head teacher's surname is Zhao, a woman who is almost fifty years old, because of her bad temper, she is nicknamed Exterminator Shitai, at this moment she frowned and looked extremely stern, she nodded the test paper: "Is it that I am not used to it when I first came to school, or has it always been like this?" ”
"It's always been like this." Lou Wenzheng said honestly.
Teacher Zhao's eyebrows were twisted: "You can't do this, the school will transfer classes according to your grades every semester, the first class is a key class, and your grades will be transferred to the fourth class." ”
"Oh."
"Oh what." Teacher Zhao knocked on the table: "Let me ask you, did you listen carefully in class?" Do you have any practice questions after class? Is there any revision before the exam? ”
"No, I don't even know when the exam will be."
Lou Wenzheng swore that he was just telling the truth and had no intention of provoking Teacher Zhao, but as soon as the words came out, Teacher Zhao suddenly became angry: "You still think it's quite honorable, don't you?" ”
"It's not." Lou Wenzheng realized that he had angered her, and explained: "No one told me when the exam would be. ”
Teacher Zhao: "......"
She rubbed her temples in anger, and it took a while to suppress her temper: "I read your test papers, and basically wrote the answers, and I can see that you are answering the questions seriously, but you can't keep up with the ideas, let me ask you, did you not have a good foundation before?" ”
Lou Wenzheng nodded.
Teacher Zhao thoughtfully took out a stack of practice papers from the drawer: "Go back tonight and do these, and hand them to me on a cloudy day." ”
Lou Wenzheng took it, and when her hand touched the thickness of the test paper, she paused slightly, but she didn't say anything.
Her obedient attitude made Teacher Zhao less frivolous, she softened her tone and said: "As long as you want to study hard and have a correct attitude, it's only your second year of high school now, and it's still too late, and the teacher won't give up on you, is it white?" ”
Lou Wenzheng nodded.
"Go back, ask me if you don't understand something, don't hold back and fumble by yourself."
When she returned to the dormitory with the thick stack of test papers, Yan Huaizhi had already returned from the cafeteria, and there was a packed meal on the table, and he said, "Jiang Yang brought it to you." ”
"Thank you." Lou Wenzheng sat down at the desk, spread out the papers, opened the lunch box, and read the papers while eating.
She ate quickly, and after two or three minutes she threw the empty lunch box into the trash, then picked up a pen and began to write papers.
Since she moved into the bedroom, Yan Huaizhi has changed the habit of napping, and he is leaning on the bed reading a book at this time, but after reading for a while, he can't help but poke his head out and look at Lou Wenzheng - he didn't hear the familiar keyboard tapping, and he was still a little unaccustomed to it for a while.
He was a little surprised when he saw Lou Wenzheng writing hard to make practice papers, but when he thought that she was called over by Teacher Zhao, and Teacher Zhao was the kind of person who wanted to take care of everything, he was in vain.
Lou Wenzheng did a serious job of making rolls, Yan Huaizhi didn't bother, he got up and opened the refrigerator, took out the cherries that his mother sent him yesterday, washed two copies, and put one of them on Lou Wenzheng's desk.