"I said hot brother, your head is really iron, you actually talk back to Lao Peng, why do you bother?"

After the math class, the class leader Liu Wenhao, Zhao Gan, Lu Kai, Gao Feiyang and others helped Jiang Yuncheng and Xiao Chuyu change seats, and looked at Jiang Yuncheng's eyes full of sympathy.

Xiao Chuyu didn't have much time in the class, and he didn't know everyone very well, and during the table move, everyone basically just talked to Jiang Yuncheng.

The last row, the top group, is the exclusive seat for poor students.

"Well, this place is good, far enough from the podium, you don't have to change seats every week, you don't have to worry about it, and you can stay away from the old woman's stinky face."

After Jiang Yuncheng put the stacks of thick textbooks and study materials neatly in place, he stretched out comfortably, not taking the humiliation of the head teacher Peng Hui at all seriously.

He turned his head and asked Xiao Chuyu and said:

"Do you want to sit inside or outside?"

Xiao Chuyu lowered his head and whispered weakly:

"Everything."

"Then sit outside."

Kang Yun Seung said:

"It's easier to get in and out from the outside."

The next two classes, one biology and one chemistry, Xiao Chuyu, who was at the same table, lay on the desk and wiped his tears alone, and the teachers didn't care, they all knew that there was an art student in class 28, who often didn't come to class, and if he came once in a while, he would definitely not be able to keep up with the progress.

To be honest, Jiang Yuncheng also felt that as the head teacher, Peng Hui's words just now, saying that Xiao Chuyu was putting on makeup in school to attract the rich second generation or something, it was indeed over, and it was in front of the fifty or sixty people in the class.

This is really harsh for a girl who is only seventeen or eighteen years old.

But, on the other hand, art students like Xiao Chuyu, especially dance students, this group does not have a good reputation outside.

Playful, wasteful, chaotic in private life, good at selling beauty, are common labels on their bodies.

Jiang Yuncheng actually doesn't know Xiao Chuyu, whether this girl is the kind of person Peng Hui said, at least, Jiang Yuncheng is not easy to make judgments now.

In fact, Jiang Yuncheng wanted to say something to comfort Xiao Chuyu, but, looking at her like this, Jiang Yuncheng still felt that it was better to let her be alone now.

Unlike in the past, Jiang Yuncheng did not paddle and fish in these two classes, he did not peek at the comics brought in the drawer in the back row, nor did he read novels on his mobile phone, but he did not listen to the lectures.

He opened the textbook alone and studied by himself in his own way, and after he came back from rebirth, Jiang Yuncheng didn't get any obvious golden fingers or plug-ins, but because of the foundation of his previous life, the knowledge in these high school books was still quite fast to learn again.

In fact, when Jiang Yuncheng was in junior high school, his grades were okay, otherwise he wouldn't have been admitted to the first middle school, but since he was contaminated with Internet addiction in high school, he has begun to become more and more degenerate.

In his previous life, he only took the second exam in Jiangxi, and spent another four years in college, and finally went into society, without any skills, and could only struggle in the lower strata of society.

Being admitted to a good university may not be able to change the fate of the class, but at the very least, it can raise the lower limit a little in the future.

Jiang Yuncheng quietly took out his mobile phone and glanced at the calendar.

It's already October 2013.

In more than two months, the first semester of the third year of high school will end, and the college entrance examination will be more than half a year away.

At this point in time, there are not many business opportunities in the future.

Jiang Yuncheng knows very well that at this point in time, something is happening in the outside world.

The e-commerce industry is booming, the takeaway errand business will soon spring up like mushrooms after a rain, and the Internet live broadcast platform has already begun to wrestle more.

To put it simply, now, ten years after the rebirth, there is no big difference.

It is basically impossible to make a fortune by relying on some jobs with no technical thresholds, such as express delivery, takeaway and other businesses.

At least, in a short period of time, the only opportunities Jiang Yuncheng can think of to make money are that he retains some memories of stock trading in his previous life, and the other is the upcoming 2014 World Cup.

In addition, Jiang Yuncheng himself has no background, after his parents divorced when he was a child, it was his mother Jiang Xue who brought him up, Jiang Xue mixed a small civil servant leader in the county, although Jiang Yuncheng has no shortage of food and clothing, but it is only a well-off level if he dies, so in this case, it is particularly important to take a good university exam and find a way to make his starting point a little higher.

Once, Jiang Yuncheng always felt that the afternoon class was very boring, especially when there was the sun, and if there were no comics or novels, he really didn't dare to imagine how tormented it would be.

However, when Jiang Yuncheng concentrated on absorbing knowledge, time suddenly became so fast, and it didn't take long for the school bell to ring.

"Hot brother, the blue ocean is up!"

The blue ocean Internet café in Zhao Gan's mouth is the most frequented place by the networms of No. 1 Middle School, and it is only two streets away from Dancheng No. 1 Middle School, and if you walk faster, it will take you ten minutes.

After school at 5:40 in the afternoon and self-study at 7 o'clock in the evening, Jiang Yuncheng would always go to the blue ocean with Zhao Gan, Lu Kai, Gao Feiyang and others to get a DOTA.

"Oh, you go, I'm not going."

Unprecedentedly, Jiang Yuncheng shook his head and refused Zhao Gan's invitation.

"Ha ???"

A few teenagers who are addicted to the Internet are stunned.

"What are you going to do? Reading novels or comics? ”

"Neither."

Jiang Yuncheng picked up the physics textbook in his hand, pointed at it, and said:

"I'll read a book for a while."

“？？？？”

Once he said this, a group of people around him were stunned.

"What?"

"Hot brother reading? I'm still reading a physics textbook??? ”

Zhao Gan, Lu Kai, Gao Feiyang and the others glanced at each other, and randomly erupted into a burst of laughter.

"Hahahaha, what kind of fuss are you pretending?!"

"That's it, you, you're having a brain cramp, aren't you?!"

"Oh, I see, you kid, don't you see your beauty table back, it's like taking the opportunity to ........."

"Go away! I'm annoyed!! ”

Without waiting for Zhao Gan to finish his mouth, Xiao Chuyu, who had been lying on the desk to wipe his tears, stood up, stared at Zhao Gan and the others with red eyes, and yelled, startling several boys.

Jiang Yuncheng waved his hand at Zhao Gan, Lu Kai and the others, signaling them to go first, and then continued to pick up the physics workbook and did it, ignoring them no longer.

Several boys looked at each other and were stunned for a while, only then did they realize that Jiang Yuncheng was serious, and left the classroom one by one with a confused face.

After Zhao Gan and the others left, Xiao Chuyu sat down and continued to lie on the desk, not knowing whether he was crying or sleeping, while Jiang Yuncheng continued to brush the questions.

Soon, the classroom became empty, and Jiang Yuncheng finished brushing a page of physics problems, stretched, and planned to go out for dinner.

"Well, let me go, I'm going out."

Jiang Yuncheng gently poked Xiao Chuyu's shoulder and said the most common thing between him and Xiao Chuyu.

However, Xiao Chuyu was unmoved and did not react at all.

Jiang Yuncheng frowned, thinking to himself if this girl was tired of crying and fell asleep?

After waiting for a while, Jiang Yuncheng repeated again, but still didn't see Xiao Chuyu make any moves.

I guess I really fell asleep.

Jiang Yuncheng sighed, so he had to stand up from his seat lightly, step on the desk, step out of the front row, and then turn around and wipe the place that was stepped on with a tissue.

Of course, Xiao Chuyu was not asleep, she lay on the table, clearly felt Jiang Yuncheng's movements, and after Jiang Yuncheng left, the girl straightened up and shouted angrily at the empty classroom.

"Kang Yoon-seung!"

Actually, Xiao Chuyu didn't want Jiang Yuncheng to leave at all, this afternoon, he was humiliated by the head teacher Peng Hui in front of the whole class, Xiao Chuyu's heart was really unspeakably aggrieved and sad.

She wanted to find someone to talk to, but she often didn't come to class, and she didn't have any acquaintances in the class, and the only one who could talk was Jiang Yuncheng, who accompanied her in the afternoon and was scolded and punished together.

She really wanted to wait until Jiang Yuncheng finished brushing the question and talk to Jiang Yuncheng, whatever she wanted, it didn't matter what she talked about, but she just wanted to talk to someone.

Who knew that this guy slipped away directly after brushing the question, as if he was completely inconsequential in his eyes.

This really made Xiao Chuyu's heart even more sad.

Outside the window, the warm sun on the horizon has gradually turned from golden to red, and the sunset shines on the girl's body through the classroom window, but she can't feel the slightest warmth.

After crying all afternoon, at this moment, Xiao Chuyu's tears were almost dry, and she sat in her seat in a daze, not knowing what she should do next.

It's already October, and in three months, that is, in January next year, it will be the national joint examination for art students, but the head teacher doesn't allow her to skip class in school to practice in the dance studio, and the dance training institution outside the school can't go for some reasons, what can I do........

She took out her mobile phone and wanted to call her mother and tell her what happened to her in the afternoon, but she also knew very well that her mother could not help with these things.

The girl lay on the desk again, simply emptying her brain and no longer thinking about the future.

She was a little tired, and at the moment, she just wanted to get a good night's sleep, and it was best to wake up and find that what she had experienced in the afternoon was just a dream, and that would be great.

I don't know how long I slept, Xiao Chuyu only felt someone push his shoulder, and then, an enticing smell of food wafted into his nose from the side.

The girl opened her eyes and found Jiang Yuncheng, who was at the same table, standing next to her with a plastic bag.

"Well, I brought you food."

Kang Yun-seung untied the plastic bag and took out a lunch box from it.

"I don't know what you like to eat, so I just bought it according to my taste, the casserole rice next to Yizhong."