The Scum Gong Begs Me to Get Back Together, but I Just Want to Get Rich

As we all know, the last row of the classroom is commonly known as the leisure and entertainment area. Nowadays, ordinary junior high school students in small county towns may not have mobile phones, and parents may not have them. Playing cards is one of the most interesting leisure and entertainment activities.

Jiang Xiao was properly arranged in the last row according to grades and height, and he and Ye Yingying sat in the corner of the professor's last row, not far from the brooms and trash cans, next to the two boys in the last row. He came over blatantly, one took out two decks of cards from his schoolbag, and the other took out ten packs of spicy sticks and shrimp sticks from the belly of the table. The four of them gathered together, like a small party.

Houlin No. 3 Middle School has been divided into fast and slow classes since the first day of junior high. There are about ten classes in a grade, commonly known as fast class, middle class and slow class. It is rotated every semester. Jiang Xiao has fallen from the best class to the fifteenth class all the way. , At first, he didn't have the heart to think about the exam during the final exam, but after being in this environment for a long time, when he took the middle school exam, his mind was really empty, and he couldn't solve any questions.

The thorny teacher at the bottom of class 15 can't handle it either. The female teacher of this English class is a gentle and gentle teacher who has just graduated. It's good to finish the class in class. The order depends on her. But it didn't come.

However, Houlin No. 3 Middle School is generally more strictly controlled. The junior high school students in class 15 have poor grades, not too bad. It is the level of sleeping in the front row, reading novels, and having a small party in the back row. Ye Yingying and the others are still afraid of the fierce dean, even if they lift the roof, they are still very afraid of the fierce dean. At most, they are not listening to their own business, and the voice of playing cards is also suppressed, revealing a trace of respect in their rebellion.

The students are very good at watching people eat dishes, and the politics teacher in the next class will be stricter, but Ye Yingying and the others will not dare to play cards, and will change it to a private snack sharing session or a novel sharing session.

Jiang Xiao followed Ye Yingying to find his desk. As soon as he sat on this chair, he slowly remembered the past.

In the past, four people gathered together to fight the landlord, but now Jiang Xiao sat in his seat with Ye Yingying's ghost-like eyes, then opened the English book and listened carefully.

"Brother Xiao," Ye Yingying asked him, "Are you crazy?"

Jiang Xiao is not crazy, he is seriously evaluating his current level of learning, which is basically zero.

It is now the third semester of junior high school, and there is still one year before the senior high school entrance examination. Jiang Xiao has basically forgotten all of the nine courses. After all, it has been nearly twenty years since middle school life for him. English may be a little better. He had studied it hard for business before, but it was mainly for application, not for exams, that is, to the extent that he could have a few ordinary conversations.

Therefore, he is not very demanding of himself for the time being. It is enough to be able to pass the senior high school entrance examination. At that time, he will have three years to study in senior high school. The most important test is the college entrance examination.

Jiang Xiao dropped out of school in his last life. First, he was helpless, and his family had no money. Second, he really couldn't go on in that school. When he grew up, he started a business and started a factory to make money, but he was more and more worried about the fact that he didn't study at that time. Huai, when the factory went from bad to worse, although Jiang Xiao had enough money in his hand, his brooding was even more obvious.

The so-called certificate of academic qualifications is not the point, the point is that people cannot give up learning and make progress at any time. Jiang Xiao has many friends, many of whom came out to work hard when they were young and did not have a high degree of education, but after they became rich, they also went to various business schools. This is even more evident in the education of the next generation. Send your children to the best schools.

When Jiang Xiao's junior high school education developed to a certain level, the constraints became more and more obvious. Even if he made up for it later, the time he missed when he was young was missed after all. When I was old, I ran out to eat those unspeakable sufferings.

He will earn money and will work hard to make his family live a better life, but now he is a student and has a long life. He wants to be like an ordinary child, take the college entrance examination, go to university, and if he has the opportunity, he can Study a graduate school and live a life that is very different from your previous life.

Everything in this plan starts with serious reading.

In the class, the gentle and gentle English teacher has been in class for ten minutes. Normally, no one in this class will listen carefully. Everyone is doing their own thing. Today, suddenly there is a student, Sitting upright, she was teaching new words, pointing to the blackboard and reading: "explore, adventure."

It used to be a one-man show, but this time, a small voice came from the last row of the classroom, and followed her seriously: "explore, adventure."

The classmates who were sleeping in the classroom were not used to it. They got up to see which classmate was having a cramp in the new semester, but when they looked back, it was Jiang Xiao.

That's fine.

Jiang Xiaofang is also a rare thorn in class 15, no one dares to provoke him, he can do anything anyway.

Ye Yingying had found a new card friend to join, but he was so shocked by Jiang Xiao that he even dropped the cards in his hand.

Crazy, crazy, this world is not normal.

No matter what Jiang Xiao thinks of his classmates, he took a class and felt that he still had an advantage. His comprehension ability was better than that of normal junior high school students, and because he was young, his memory was better than that of his thirties before his death. In class, he recited a Protestant text three or four times, and he could memorize seven, seven, eight, eight.

Jiang Xiao realizes that he is not a very smart person. He has an average IQ. Others say that he is more persistent. If he wants to do anything or love someone, he will never look back. He has been reborn 800 times. Features will not change.

The English teacher was even a little flattered to receive a response in class 15, and she found that the student was not joking, but was following along seriously.

Moreover, Jiang Xiao asked her to go to the paper after class.

There is actually no shortcut to learning in junior high and high school. It is just reading books and doing questions. Jiang Xiao flipped through his schoolbag. The textbooks were all there, but there were no papers. He probably didn't know where they were thrown by him before. I didn't find a lot of problem sets, just one or two.

So after class, Jiang Xiao went to ask the teacher for the papers. Generally speaking, a few more blank papers will be printed in case they are not enough. If they are not used, the teacher will put them away. Jiang Xiao wants the previous papers. The papers, it is best to have the first and second grades, and he still has time to make them up.

This teacher is still very good, and even looked at him with a moved face. Jiang Xiao received a stack of papers at noon. Although it was not completely neat, there were basically papers for every major exam. According to this method, he took advantage of the break between classes and asked the teachers who were in the class to ask for the papers. Some teachers were a little more aggressive, and some asked with their eyes crooked why he didn't study earlier, but in the end he actually gave him the papers. It was delivered, a big, thick bundle.

Jiang Xiao sorted out the papers. He took four classes in the morning, and some classes were a bit unfinished. After all, some classes required the foundation of the first and second grades, so he could only use this time to make up for it as soon as possible.

Ye Yingying ate three or four small packets of snacks in the morning, played seven or eight rounds of cards, and finished reading half of the novel. It was another full and happy morning, but Jiang Xiao was quiet. With terrified eyes, everyone sorted out the stacks of papers and put them in the table.

"Brother Xiao, what happened to you?"

It wasn't the first time Ye Yingying asked this question, but Jiang Xiao was really busy this morning, so he didn't answer carefully. On the way home at noon, he asked again.

"I said, I want to study hard," Jiang Xiao said. "You too, don't play around like that. When you grow up playing at this age, you'll know it's hard."

"Why do you speak like my dad?" Ye Yingying poked her ears, "I said earlier, I'm not the same as you, and I'm not the material for reading."

Jiang Xiao's grades were very good when he was in the first year of junior high. He often took the top three exams in his grade. He began to study hard. Although it was a bit sudden, for a person in Class 15 who has always had poor grades like Ye Yingying, look at it. It's just a look, and there's no extra touch.

"I'm not just talking about reading, it's always good to learn more at this time."

Jiang Xiao sighed, but he didn't want to say anything more. Ye Yingying's family and school teachers had said it countless times to persuade her to learn. Today's young people are stubborn, just like him at that time, not because of Change in a few words.

"But you're good at drawing," Jiang Xiao added, looking at the big devil on his school uniform, "If you don't want to read, it's better to learn to draw than to play all day."

"Isn't drawing just for fun?" Ye Yingying grinned, "You reminded me, I promised the people from Class 14 to draw him a school uniform in the afternoon."

Jiang Xiao wanted to say something next, but Ye Yingying saw someone at this time, pulled his sleeve excitedly, and changed the subject: "Look, Brother Xiao, Lin Qingyu!"

Who is it?

After so many years, Jiang Xiao didn't remember everything about the junior high school. He was pulled by Ye Yingying and looked at a girl who had just walked out of the school gate. She was tall and thin, with long straight hair and pure and innocent first love face.

Seeing this face, he remembered a little.

Lin Qingyu is the school flower of Houlin No. 3 Middle School. She is now in her second year of junior high school. She is a very beautiful girl. She can't hide her beauty even in a large and fat school uniform.

There seems to be a reason why Ye Yingying is so excited, because Jiang Xiao chased after her.

He was young at that time, and he hadn't really felt the matter of sexuality, just because Lin Qingyu was good-looking, and falling in love was the top priority among his rebellious behaviors in adolescence. Jiang Xiao just wanted to chase after the school beauty, and felt that he was different, although Didn't catch up in the end.

Lin Qingyu didn't like him. She had good grades and a strict tutor, and she wouldn't fall in love with someone like Jiang Xiao. After junior high school, the two naturally lost touch.

The two of them weren't even their first love. Jiang Xiao was just confused at that time, and he didn't really like it. It was normal for him to think of this girl, but he was probably very annoying at that time, chasing girls every day. .

Jiang Xiao felt a little embarrassed here, he touched his nose and wanted to pull Ye Yingying away.

He's had enough of emotional pain, and he doesn't plan to do it again in this life. But he let others go, and others were not going to let him go.

Lin Qingyu is not alone. There is a boy standing beside her who looks three-pointed to her. Jiang Xiao also knows him. Lin Heyuan, who is in the first class of the third grade, is brother and sister to Lin Qingyu. The little school girl saw Jiang Xiao, her delicate brows wrinkled, and then lowered her head and said something to her brother, Jiang Xiao saw Lin Heyuan walking forward and blocking his way.

Jiang Xiao: "...what are you doing?"

"I'm not allowed to give my sister such a mess in the future. She finds it annoying." Lin Heyuan threw an unopened box into Jiang Xiao's arms, and warned him by the way, "If this happens again, I'll let you eat it. Can't walk around."

Jiang Xiao looked down and saw that this should be a gift he forced to give to the girl before. The renderings were drawn on the box. It was a heart-shaped cup. Pour hot water into it, and the small lights embedded in the glass cup would emit colorful lights. Like an inferior ktv light ball.

So ugly, so ugly, so ugly.

Jiang Xiao was embarrassed. He turned out to be such a silly straight man when he was in the third year of junior high school.

Lin Heyuan is also a good student of the standard type. No matter how cold his face is, he is only a junior high school student. Jiang Xiao used to be a classmate with him when he had good grades. I would be angry with him for these ruthless words, besides, I had indeed sent an ugly gift to my sister.

At this moment, Lin He looked at the person in front of him. Jiang Xiao was notoriously thorny and tall. Many people in the most chaotic class 15 frightened him. Lin He had seen this person fighting with others before. , very fierce, like a wolf cub, he was alert to this man's anger and made something ready to fight back at any time.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiao, who was a little fierce in his eyes, scratched his head, stuffed the box into his schoolbag, and smiled at him. Xiao Huya was not fierce at all, but rather cute.

"I'm sorry, little classmate," Jiang Xiao said, "then I won't be like this in the future."

The momentum that Lin Heyuan had prepared was suddenly useless at this time, and he even felt at a loss for a moment.

...Jiang Xiao, who is his classmate called?