sinovels Chapter 782 Chapter 781 Classroom Debate
Chapter 782 Chapter 781 Classroom Debate
Chapter 782 Classroom Debate
Saturday, No. 4 Middle School, morning self-study.
There was freezing rain outside the window and a cold wind was blowing. Although the walls blocked the severe cold outside, the classroom was still freezing cold. The students wrapped themselves in thick clothes, and even with gloves, they still had trouble writing.
Yu Wen was skeptical: "Our school is so rich, we built a gym and upgraded the library, why don't we install air conditioners?"
Jiang Yanan also didn't understand. The weather was too cold, so she put a cotton mat she bought online on the stool she was sitting on.
Shen Qing'e: "Hurry up and put it on."
Chen Siyu shouted unyieldingly: "The severe cold will only temper my heart and make me stronger!"
Xue Yuantong said disdainfully: "Siyu, stop squeezing me."
Chen Siyu leaned against the warm plush version of Tongtong and said gratefully: "Thank you for keeping me warm all year round!"
The quiet Bai Yuxia did not join in their complaints. She held a warm electric water bottle and recited classical Chinese quietly.
Chen Siyu turned around and saw Bai Yuxia's calm look. She moved her hand over and took away the hot water bottle in Bai Yuxia's arms.
Bai Yuxia warned her with her eyes and ordered her to return quickly.
Chen Siyu held the hot water bottle in her arms, lowered her cheeks, and coaxed: "Good baby, mommy is tired of holding you, let auntie hold you."
Bai Yuxia: “…”
A classmate with problems!
The sound of reading in the classroom is getting louder and louder. Now it is the second year of high school. Almost half of the entire high school career has passed, and the power of the college entrance examination is gradually approaching.
Amid the sound of reading, the back door of the classroom was pushed open. A gust of cold wind blew in, making the nearby students shiver slightly. Fortunately, Shan Qingrong closed the door in time.
He first observed Xue Yuantong's condition, then walked around the classroom, and finally went up to the podium.
Shan Qingrong raised his hand and the class fell silent.
Guo Kunnan looked pleased. He thought that he would not have to study during the morning self-study session. He thought that the head teacher would give him some lectures.
Although teachers are confined to campuses all year round and their social experience is not as broad as that of professions such as sales, it is enough to kill high school students in seconds. Everyone likes to listen to the head teacher bragging, especially this kind of scene where there is no need to memorize anything in a straightforward manner.
"It's cold recently, so everyone should wear more clothes and don't catch a cold." Shan Qingrong turned into a weather forecaster.
"It's the end of January now, and I estimate that after one more week of classes, it will be time for the exam."
The word "exam" is a great stimulation to the students, and everyone is in high spirits.
Shan Qingrong: "Don't just think about taking a holiday. The final exam is a city-wide joint exam. Everyone should review well and take the exam well. For many students, the opportunity to change their destiny lies in the college entrance examination."
"If you do well in the exam, you can leap over the dragon gate and cross the class." Shan Qingrong introduced, "For example, you can be admitted to a 985 university."
He said it seriously, and Zhang Chi, who was sitting below, jumped out to refute: "985 is just like that. Being a good student does not necessarily mean you can cross the social class."
Shan Qingrong glanced at him and said, "Do you know what 985 and 211 are?"
Although we are all high school students, many students only have a vague impression of many things, such as college and volunteering, and are not very good at talking about the details.
Even everyone's understanding of university life comes from Gao Heshuai's bragging about "the years he studied at Nanjing Normal University", which is colorful and enviable.
For a while, Gao Heshuai boasted all the time. Later, Cui Yu asked Gao Heshuai if it was easy to find a partner in college.
Gao Heshuai fell silent, and spoke very little after that.
In contrast, the beautiful teacher Guo seldom talked about her college days. Everyone always asked her questions with great interest. Guo Ran could not refuse the kindness and would occasionally say a few words, which immediately aroused the curiosity of her classmates.
After Shan Qingrong asked about 985 and 211, the students were still thinking. Chen Qian's voice rang out, and he introduced: "985 was selected in May 98 to build world-class universities with advanced international standards. There are 5 in total in the country. As for 39..."
Shan Qingrong nodded: "Yes, very well said."
"Although there are 39 985 universities in the country, in our class, at present, only Xue Yuantong, Jiang Ning, Chen Qian, Song Sheng, and Bai Yuxia have the hope of entering a 985 university."
Song Sheng raised his head and chest, he looked around at the four golden flowers, thinking: "What a class, sit with me!"
"As for 211, well, Dong Qingfeng, Huang Zhongfei, Miao Zhe, and Shan Kaiquan, you four should work harder." Shan Qingrong said.
The students who were nominated enjoyed the attention of other students, while the students who were not nominated secretly held their breath.
"Although there are many college students now, being admitted to a 211 university definitely means a promising future," Shan Qingrong confessed. "I was only from a second-tier normal university back then, but your math teacher Gao Heshuai is from a 211 normal university, and you can see how well he is treated."
Shan Kaiquan nodded. Although Gao Heshuai had a bad character, he lived a good life. He was young, drove a commercial vehicle, and recently bought a new house in Yuzhou.
Zhang Chi jumped out to deny: "He's not doing well. There's a man in our village who sells shrimps and crabs and makes four or five hundred thousand a year."
Shan Qingrong asked back: "Do you know what time the shrimp and crab sellers get up?"
Zhang Chi didn't know.
Shan Qingrong explained: "Making a monthly income of over 10,000 yuan is different from making over 10,000 yuan a month. You can earn 10,000 yuan by working hard at a construction site, but can it be the same as working from 9 to 5 in an office with air conditioning and earning 10,000 yuan?"
Zhang Chi insisted on his own opinion: "I think studying is not that useful. Many people are not good at studying, but they still make a fortune!"
Shan Qingrong: "What you said makes sense. Not being on the list does not mean you have no way out. But why don't you take the bright road of studying?"
Dong Qingfeng laughed: "Because Zhang Chi is not good at studying. The less people study, the more they like to say that studying is useless."
Chen Qian said calmly: "It's not that studying is useless, it's that you haven't read enough books."
Wang Longlong couldn't help but praise: "That's right, Brother Qian!"
In order to show his vision, Dong Qingfeng said, "If you really want to compare incomes, my dad's classmate studied to get a doctorate and is now researching high-energy physics, earning a million dollars a year."
Zhang Chi gave an example: "Some people win tens of millions in the lottery. How long can a PhD earn?"
Dong Qingfeng laughed and said to his classmates, "Now you all believe it, right? You must study hard. If you don't study, you will be like Zhang Chi, making such nonsense!"
Bursts of laughter rang out, and Zhang Chi was furious!
Dong Qingfeng was serious. His family and his knowledge filled him with confidence. He said, "Only people with shallow ideas like you would simply use money to divide people into different classes!"
"Money comes in different levels. Let me ask you, can a young talent who studies hard, gets admitted to a top medical university, pursues postgraduate studies, becomes a chief surgeon at the age of 30, and earns 500,000 yuan a year have the same social status as your villager who sells shrimps and crabs?"
"Can a boss who founded a high-tech company, provided jobs for hundreds of people, and was worth over 100 million be the same as an ordinary office worker who won 100 million in the lottery?"
“Even if you have the same amount of money, what separates you is what kind of person you are and how you earned the money.”
After Dong Qingfeng finished speaking, he was too lazy to pay attention to the single-celled organism Zhang Chi and he just sat down.
Cao Kun noticed Meng Ziyun’s moved expression, and his heart ached!
After listening to the debate about concepts among classmates, Shan Qingrong was also slightly surprised. Dong Qingfeng was indeed not simple. He had such insights at such a young age.
……
Many students agree with Dong Qingfeng's point of view.
Zhang Chi disagreed. How could a young man admit defeat?
After school at noon, he finished his meal and ran out of the school to stroll around, looking for opportunities.
Zhang Chi met Shen Xu from the next class 9 by chance. He used to love and hate Shen Xu. After his mobile phone empire collapsed, his girlfriend left him. Shen Xu now has the reputation of a green forest hero, and Zhang Chi just wants to laugh.
Zhang Chi shouted: "Shen Xu, hi!"
Class 8 and Class 9 are close to each other, and Shen Xu and Zhang Chi are acquaintances. When he saw the other person running over, with Shen Xu's emotional intelligence, he was naturally happy and even handed him a cigarette.
Zhang Chi didn't answer. He asked, "Xuzi, do you think studying has a future?"
Shen Xu flicked the ash off his cigarette and sneered, "Reading a bunch of books, I'll just go find a business after graduation."
Zhang Chiru saw his confidant: "Haha, well said, when my business grows in the future, all those college students will come to work for me!"
The two had the same ideas and had a very pleasant conversation.
Passing by a lottery station on the way, Zhang Chi thought of the 100 million he won in the lottery during the morning self-study debate. The desire in his heart grew like a demon.
Zhang Chi said: "Xuzi, do you want to buy lottery tickets?"
Shen Xu was hesitating. He had no way to make money, and he couldn't bring himself to be a street vendor. He didn't have much money!
Zhang Chi said: "Whether you go or not, I will definitely go. I believe in my luck."
Shen Xu thought for a moment and said, "I think I heard from Tianpeng that you are very lucky. You played the one dollar treasure hunt and won an iPhone."
Zhang Chi's face changed. He did win, but later he lost too much and even had to sell his cell phone to make up for the loss.
Zhang Chi laughed: "Indeed, indeed."
Shen Xu laughed and joked: "What a good life!"
Zhang Chi said: "I have been like this since I was young."
That was when he was in elementary school. One year, the school asked his parents to pay back the textbook fees, and Zhang Chi couldn't help but spend the money to buy snacks at a small store on the way to school. He spent 10 yuan and had 1 yuan left.
Well, now it’s not enough to pay the bill, so he gave up and bought another bottle of iced tea. Well, now it’s even less.
Zhang Chi passed by the game hall and couldn't help but go in to play games. In the end, there was only one game coin left in his pocket.
Shen Xu: "What happened next?"
Zhang Chi recalled a day he will never forget. He said: "The game machine was dark, the noise was so loud that it made my head hurt, and there was a smell of foot odor... When I was confused, I saw a slot machine in the corridor..."
Shen Xu couldn't believe it: "Could it be that you..."
Zhang Chi laughed and said, "Yes, I won 10 yuan with the only coin I had left!"
Shen Xu cursed: "Fuck, God of Gamblers!"
Zhang Chi talked about his experience as a teenager. In the cold wind, he was fearless and he stepped into the lottery station resolutely.
"Boss, where is the scratch card?"
ten minutes later.
Zhang Chi lost all his money and felt full of regret!
……
Heba, there is no sun today.
Jiang Ning moved the chair to the main room, which was spacious and warm, and even the lonely Chu Chu had a place to stay.
Xue Yuantong was scrolling through his phone when he suddenly asked, "Jiang Ning, if Chen Siyu and Chen Siqing fell into the river together, who would you save?"
Jiang Ning: "Who are you saving?"
Xue Yuantong: "Hehe, I can't tell the difference!"
Jiang Ning was playing with his homemade wooden car. Xue Yuantong kept talking to him. She asked again, "If Chuchu and I fell into the river, who would you save?"
Jiang Ning: "If you keep asking these boring questions, I'll go out and play."
Xue Yuantong remained silent.
At this time, Boss Yang passed by from the east with a few green vegetables in his hand.
When he saw Jiang Ning, he shouted, "Jiang Ning, I will kill a sheep this afternoon and bring you a pot of mutton soup."
Jiang Ning: "Thank you."
Boss Yang: “You’re welcome!”
Next to him was a girl in a down vest, she was about twenty years old, with a more elegant demeanor than an ordinary female student and with more makeup on.
Tongtong and Chuchu didn't care about the female students. Ever since Boss Yang opened the farm stay, all kinds of customers often came to Heba. The farm stay is positioned as high-end, and those who can afford the cost are basically wealthy people in Yuzhou.
Rich people may not necessarily have good looks, but their wives are mostly beautiful, and their children generally inherit their looks.
Among them were many high-ranking guests, who were received personally by Boss Yang.
Passing by Jiang Ning's house, Yang Qian asked in surprise: "Brother, they look familiar?"
Yang Fei: "I rode the electric scooter very fast yesterday."
"Oh, them." Yang Qian remembered and stopped asking.
I was just a little confused. It seemed that my cousin was very familiar with them?
On second thought, she probably understood that her cousin had such a personality and was good at dealing with people.
Originally, Yang Qian didn't care about her cousin's farm stay. The reason why Yang Fei was so powerful was because his father-in-law was so powerful, which was recognized by their big family.
However, she went to the farm stay yesterday and observed it for a whole day, especially after looking at the account books, she realized how hidden the cousin's farm stay was. With high unit prices and high profits, it would definitely be a problem for it to make hundreds of thousands a year.
Of course, what surprised Yang Qian the most was that she actually met two boys. After hearing the background introduced by her cousin, she was secretly shocked.
Lin Zida and Zhuang Jianhui seem to have treated the river dam as their other home recently, especially Zhuang Jianhui, who does not have to go to school because he is recuperating from an illness.
Unfortunately, the pond was frozen and fishing was impossible.
"Brother Jianhui." Yang Qian greeted him with a pretty smile when she saw him.
Zhuang Jianhui responded calmly: "Yeah."
Yang Qian continued: "Do you have anything to do this afternoon?"
University is a small society where one starts to come into contact with the colorful world. Especially for a girl with Yang Qian's looks, a meal treated to her by her suitors and some small gifts are not enough to support a comfortable life.
Her living expenses are fifteen thousand yuan, and her roommate's living expenses are five thousand yuan. Can a bootlicker give her a living standard of five thousand yuan?
No, if you can do that, you probably aren’t a bootlicker.
Therefore, some smart girls will be forced by the world to subconsciously seek better living conditions.
Zhuang Jianhui replied: "Sleep."
Lin Zida noticed the small greens in Boss Yang's hand and asked, "Where did you get them?"
Boss Yang: "I picked them from Uncle Tang's greenhouse."
Lin Zida was shocked: "Can you take vegetables from those families?"
Recently, Lin Zida gradually figured out the composition of the bungalow, the rude butcher, the cunning teacher, the arrogant bear child, the sarcastic young woman...
What kind of people are these?
Boss Yang: "Uncle Tang is one of the few good people."