Learning Makes Me Rich

Zhou Xiu frowned. She remained silent for a while, and finally made no sound. She turned to leave, walked down the stairs and returned to the waiting room.

In classrooms.

Yu Qingyan got the skirt, thanked the male **** repeatedly, and reluctantly left the classroom.

If it weren't for the show in the class, she would have liked to stay and retell the past three hundred years.

Yu Qingyan hurried back to the waiting room holding Zhou Xiu's skirt in a frantic manner. She breathed out and said, "Come on, Xiuxiu, try it out."

She spread out the skirt in her hand, and it changed back to the original appearance as if it were intact, and Yu Qingyan pushed Zhou Xiu into the changing room.

Zhou Xiu took the skirt and checked it carefully. The cracks that had been cut by humans had been stitched carefully. The stitches were fine and neat, hidden in the wrinkles. This time, no matter how you pull it, it won't break.

Yu Qingyan chatted with the tidbits outside: "It's because I met the savior, otherwise Xiuxiu won't be able to get on."

Recalling the scene where Yuan Shao sewed her skirt, her heart thumped. She also wanted to try what it was like to put on a skirt sewn by Yuan Shao herself.

The tidbit wiped the sweat from her face, and she was holding a set of JK uniform in her hand, which she temporarily borrowed from another class.

She said lightly: "No, I just went to borrow a set of clothes."

Yu Qingyan took the clothes and his eyes lit up, "Xiuxiu JK in this black plaid must be so cool."

"The skirt I prepared for her looks better." said the tidbit. As she said, she tied two braids to Yu Qingyan.

"You go and change your clothes."

While speaking, Zhou Xiu walked out of the changing room.

The classmates who changed their clothes one after another in the class glanced at Zhou Xiu, and the boys' eyes fell on Zhou Xiu one after another. They were startled for a moment, and looked at her blankly.

Lan Xin said directly: "Ah, I'm going to die."

Zhou Xiu wears school uniforms all year round, with the simplest ponytails, and hardly wears such a well-dressed skirt.

Such a change of clothes gives people a new and amazing feeling. Seven or eight Chinese geniuses can remember in one second

A faint light fell on Zhou Xiu's body, making her skin white and dazzling.

The hem of the pure white gauze skirt was wrinkled like waves, revealing the two slender and straight long legs. The flesh is even, and the legs are beautiful.

Zhou Xiu put her hair down, and her soft black hair fell on her shoulders. The aura of eyes showed a light sense of alienation, which deeply grabbed people's hearts.

Her eyes were like a knife, inserted in Xu Qing's heart.

Xu Qing didn't have time to take back the stunning eyes, and began to regret not being Zhou Xiu's partner.

The partner with Zhou Xiu is Tan Ming, who wears a white shirt and a bow tie. He coughed for a long time, and quickly looked away.

Yu Qingyan pulled the bow tie on her collar, "Wow, Sister Xu really knows how to choose clothes."

With this snow-skinned black-eyed and long legs, Sister Xu really understands Xiuxiu's advantages.

"I don't want to stand next to Xiuxiu today!"

Yu Qingyan changed her shirt and bow tie, with a black and red checkered skirt. She wore black leather shoes with a little white socks on her ankles. She wore two braids on her head. She was dressed in a standard Japanese style on campus.

Du Feiyang, who partnered with her, wore neat school uniforms and white sneakers.

The girls in the class wore ponytails and neatly dressed short skirts, while the boys wore Tan Ming's suits and uniforms, and their hair was combed into a big, smooth, shiny back.

The stage reported 24 classes.

There were clean and smooth notes on the stage, and Yuan Ruoyi's piano song "Spring Field" slowly rang. The pure sound of the piano reminded me of the flying March grass and the bright spring of the earth.

Zhou Xiu recites: "There is a poem in life,

When we have it,

Often do not understand it. "

Tan Ming walked over and said with a smile: "And when we

When I can read it,

It has long gone. "

Yu Qingyan and Du Feiyang smiled in unison: "The name of this poem is called Youth."

The class 24 students read the whole poem aloud with great vigor and vigor.

They are so imposing, "Whoever wasted his years, his youth will fade."

They vowed, "Youth is for struggle, not for squandering."

Their eyes showed the purest and brightest brilliance of the young girls, and they read in unison tacitly:

"Let's look back at the time,

Standing with that one under the most splendid scorching sun

When the once youthful self bid farewell,

We can say:

'Thank you, good bye'"

The recitation with heart is so self-confident and full of spirits, every face is filled with smiles, and the overall mental outlook of this class is completely new.

After recitation of a poem, the other classmates in the sophomore year of high school got a little bit in their hearts, and muttered in confusion:

"How do you feel... Their class looks so united."

It's so positive and sounds so passionate. What's the matter?

Is this still the most depraved and troublesome underachiever before?

Even Class 23, who lives next door to Class 24, can't help thinking about it. In just six months, Class 24, which was once the most incurable, has worked hard and moved forward courageously. At this moment, I can still speak confidently and brightly about youth and struggle.

Such a class is really enviable.

Inadvertently, they seemed to have been gradually left behind, becoming the former 24 classes.

Before they could think about it, the class 24 recitation was over.

The performance of Class 24 is very simple, as simple as a simple and unpretentious poem, revealing the most essential primary colors of teenagers and girls. It is totally different from the dazzling performances of Class 24 in the past.

"Woo, I don't care, even if it's just recitation, it's NO.1 in my heart. This is simply Yan Gou's feast."

"Yan Yan and Zhou Xiu are so beautiful!"

At the same time, many students in the school have seen Zhou Xiu's beauty for the first time.

Although Zhou Xiu made a short appearance at the school sports meeting last year, she was thin at that time with high cheekbones, and she was supported by makeup.

A few months passed, she became a little fatter, her face was fleshy, slender and slender, and she looked like a little fairy in a pure white veil.

When Zhou Xiu and Tan Ming stepped onto the stage, handsome men and beautiful women were like powerful magnets, robbing most of their eyes.

Yu Qingyan and Du Feiyang are not bad, they are dressed youthful and beautiful as if they were going to shoot a MV.

"The clothes in their class are too beautiful."

"What is the name of the girl who is partnering with Tan Ming? They look good!" said a senior sister.

Zhang Qi maintained the same posture from the beginning, and worked hard to videotape Class 24.

After the recording was finished, Zhang Qi opened the video and played it back. He yelled, "Tsk-tsk-tsk, Tan obviously is going to be shameless, when others are blind?"

This loving look is simply not too obvious.

Zhang Qi stroked his chin, thinking: "Zhou Xiu is indeed very beautiful today."

The classmates next to him didn't speak up, they just looked at handsome men and beautiful women.

Xi Shaoyuan remained silent. He lowered his head, half of his face plunged into the haze, his expression unclear.

On the stage, the class 24 recitation was finished, and there was a wave of applause from the audience.

Only one person's eyes were filled with astonishment and disbelief. She bit her lower lip coldly and sat down hard.

After the recitation, the class 24 students returned to their seats. Yu Qingyan took off the neck tie and threw it into the schoolbag. The bright eyes burst out: "Ahhhhh, Xiuxiu let me touch it. Your skirt."

Zhou Xiu looked back in surprise, and suffered from Yu Qingyan's "salted pig hand".

She later found out that Yu Qingyan was only touching the stitch that Xi Shaoyuan had sewn.

The boys in the class, including those in other classes around him, were simply envious of Yu Qingyan, who was able to touch Zhou Xiu casually, and his eyes burst into jealous anger.

Xu Qing coughed lightly and couldn't help but relieve Zhou Xiu: "Qing Yan, don't touch it—" Remember it in one second [7-8 Chinese website wonderful novels for free reading!

Seeing weird gazes from all directions, Zhou Xiu restrained Yu Qingyan's hand and said, "I will leave the clothes for you."

She stood up and quickly went to the changing room to take off her skirt, put her back on her school uniform, and handed the skirt to Yu Qingyan.

Yu Qingyan was very moved. She took out her phone and took enough pictures, and finally returned the skirt to Zhou Xiu: "Keep this skirt for Xiuxiu. You look very beautiful today."

She hadn't finished her words, and there were enthusiastic cheers on the court.

They all looked up and saw that it turned out that the program from Class 25 has arrived, and the program from Class 25 is a symphony ensemble. A group of classmates were carrying heavy musical instruments with sheet music in front of them. When sitting in several arrays, there were percussion, French horn, tuba, big pipe, brass, cello, viola, violin...

The audience was silent.

I have seen a class that pretends to be so hard, but I have never seen one that can pretend to be so.

Not all students in the school are rich or expensive. A large part of them are just students from ordinary middle-class families who can pay tuition. Winner's program gave people a new understanding.

But it was Xi Shaoyuan who was in charge of the command. He held a baton and made a gesture. The teachers and students of the school were quiet.

When the familiar and unfamiliar prelude sounded, the audience couldn't help laughing.

The Winner class students played "Yun Gong Xun Yin · Journey to the West", the tune is romantic and humorous, with a fantasy color, and the tune is rich and majestic. There is an inexplicable harmony between Western musical instruments and Chinese folk music legends.

"Wow. This show by Winnerban is so interesting..."

"The difficulty is also great."

"My God, I can actually see Yuan Shao's performance. My Yuan Shao is so handsome with a baton!"

Xi Shaoyuan danced and directed immersively, his slender thumbs rising and falling, as beautiful as flying wings. Wearing a clean white shirt and delicate tie, he seriously killed all the girls in the school with a serious side face.

There was more intense applause and applause from the audience, one wave after another.

Yu Qingyan was originally Xi Shaoyuan's fascinating girl. Seeing this scene, she couldn't control herself. She couldn't help but walk aside, stood up, and called frantically.

When Zhou Xiu saw this show, he knew that most of the 24 classes had missed the first prize.

She felt Xi Shaoyuan’s high popularity for the first time.

After all the performances of the art festival, Wennaban won the first prize with technology. The 24th class "To Youth" showed the positive outlook of high school students and won the first prize and second place.

Zhang Qi wiped his sweat and looked for tidbits: "How about it, have you recorded it for us?"

"Recorded." The tidbit returned the camera to Zhang Qi. Zhang Qi opened it and couldn't help but complain:

"I gave all the features to Yuan Shao."

The tidbits shrugged, "No way, who made Yuan Shao so handsome today."

The May Fourth Youth Day Sports Culture and Art Festival of Yude Middle School came to a successful conclusion, and the afternoon was left for students to move freely.

Class 24 was full of a holiday atmosphere. The scumbags packed up their school bags and quickly left the school like a running wild horse.

Zhou Xiu glanced at the calendar on the blackboard. The Biology League is on the second Sunday in May, which is this weekend.

After the classmates left the school one after another, Zhou Xiu did not leave, she took out the test papers and started to review.

...

The corridor of the first grade.

A girl slowly walked onto the roof with a schoolbag on her back. She called and asked, "Didn't you say that the clothes are broken, are you kidding me?"

She made another call, "Hey, Brother Niu is me, help me teach someone."

She knew that Lu Lingshan was not completely innocent, but she just liked Lu Lingshan and would never allow others to bully her.

...

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Xiu's review reached five o'clock in the afternoon.

The school bell rang, and Zhou Xiu sent a text message to her parents after dinner, “Dad, I’m going home at nine o’clock tonight, so I don’t have to leave a meal for me.”

Teacher He in the office was about to go home from get off work. He found that Zhou Xiu hadn't left yet. He was very surprised.

"Zhou Xiu, aren't you going home yet?"

Zhou Xiu raised her head and was stunned, "No, I will tidy up and go back."

Teacher He picked up the chalk, opened the courseware, and gave Zhou Xiu a separate lesson. He was talking eloquently, and the content jumped greatly. Ordinary students can't keep up with his thoughts.

After speaking, Teacher He sighed and said, "How interesting are the creatures."

"Interesting content can never be finished. I hope you can choose it, delve into it in the future, and feel all its charm."

Zhou Xiu couldn't help but applaud.

Teacher He couldn't help feeling ashamed. He smiled and encouraged: "Come on, Zhou Xiu."

"Your grades are very stable, you don't have to work so hard, let time verify the rest."

After a class, Zhou Xiu glanced at his watch. It was already nine o'clock in the evening.

She packed her schoolbag and said to Teacher He with certainty: "Teacher, please rest assured, I will not give up biology because of math."

These words were like a reassurance, and Teacher He's face was quietly filled with joy.

"Go home early."

Zhou Xiu said: "Thank you for your tutoring, I have troubled you too much."

After saying goodbye to Teacher Zhou, Zhou Xiu left the school warmly.

The new home is not far from the school, it can be reached within a ten-minute walk. Zhou Xiu bought a bottle of yogurt on the road. She just opened the lid of the yogurt, and when she was about to plug in the straw—

A few sluggish youths stopped her.

They rubbed their hands, and the moment they saw Zhou Xiu, their eyes almost lit up. They didn't expect this girl to look so beautiful. Much better than Yude's school flowers.

Extremely pure and beautiful, the figure is also very good, the cold alienation makes people can't help but get involved.

At the same time, Xi Shaoyuan, who was far behind Zhou Xiu, his cell phone rang.

Xi Shaoyuan: "..."

When Zhou Xiu was about to turn his head to look at it, he stepped forward and covered Zhou Xiu's eyes from behind.

Zhang Qi, who came with Xi Shaoyuan, said, "Don't be afraid, Grandpa is here."

Zhang Qi made an appointment with Xi Shaoyuan to play basketball after school, and played until the afternoon. Xi Shaoyuan invited him to dinner. After dinner, Xi Shaoyuan said goodbye to him, but Zhang Qi always felt that something mysterious was hiding something from him, so Zhang Qi Qi followed.

When Zhang Qi saw Zhou Xiu being bullied, he was so shocked that all the basketballs in his hand fell. He rolled up his sleeves, raised his middle finger, and started a fight without any muddle.

Zhou Xiu was covering her eyes and heard endless groans.

Xi Shaoyuan stepped on the lower limb of the leader and smashed hard.

A long time later, Zhou Xiu asked, "Xi Shaoyuan, is that you?"

Xi Shaoyuan didn't say a word.

Zhang Qi beat eight. He was out of breath at this time. He took out the mineral water from his schoolbag and drank it, angrily:

"No!"

"It's me Zhang Qi!"

Why did Xi Shaoyuan suddenly become so provocative? The cautious attitude is similar to that in the novel. The heroine opens her eyes and sees the hero's gentle and petting smile.

Zhang Qi wondered if his fight was not very violent, right? That's... just... kicked the ball.

Yuan Shao didn't make any effort at all, just covering the eyes of other girls, it was Zhang Qi who sweated and beaten him.

Zhou Xiu was silent for a while, her eyelashes kept fluttering, and she said, "Let go."

Xi Shaoyuan felt the itch in his palm, and couldn't help but drop his other hand on Zhou Xiu's head, and an urge to hold her in his arms surged in his heart.

But he glanced at Zhang Qi, then glanced at him. The clever Zhang Qi understood in seconds.

The moment Xi Shaoyuan let go, Zhang Qi's hand fell, and as soon as Zhang Qi turned his head, Xi Shaoyuan disappeared.

He lifted his lips and said to Zhou Xiu playfully, "It's really me."

He took out his cell phone and called the police.

Zhou Xiu glanced at Zhang Qi and thanked him gratefully.

Zhang Qi waved his hand and picked up the basketball on the ground, "It's okay, a classmate, just happened to be passing by."

Zhou Xiu's appearance before was not hiring, but now he looks so hiring. Zhang Qi said: "Next time pay attention to safety, don't go home so late. I'll leave first."

After Zhou Xiu got home, she took out her mobile phone and left a message to Xi Shaoyuan: "Thank you."

At the other end, Xi Shaoyuan glanced at the news, and as always pretended not to reply.

Later he found out that Zhou Xiu had deleted him. Xi Shaoyuan said: "..."

He put down the phone, the emotions in his eyes were dark and unclear, sad and tangled.