Zhao Wenjuan's office was near the classroom.
Zhao Wenjuan was sitting in the office sorting out her lesson plans when she was startled by the commotion in class.
Zhao Wenjuan quickly walked into the classroom and shouted,"Everyone, be quiet. Who was the one who made a ruckus just now?”
Wang Yuanyuan immediately stood up and glared at Yang Liang, who was sitting in the back row. She shouted,"Yang Liang caused trouble. He said that he was the last in the exam and his father gave him 100 yuan. Teacher Zhao, after school this afternoon, Xu Xiaochen asked Yang Liang to beat me up…"
"Xu Xiaochen, Yang Liang, Wang Yuanyuan, come to my office.”
This matter was also related to Lin Xiaoyu, but Zhao Wenjuan did not call her Lin Xiaoyu.
Sitting on the chair, Lin Xiaoyu felt that she was lucky. Teacher Zhao rarely criticized her and often encouraged her. He even gave her chocolates during class and told her to eat them secretly so that other children could not see them.
In the office.
Zhao Wenjuan was already aware of the conflict between the children.
Yang Liang was the first to be criticized.
"Liangzi, keep causing trouble. Your dad called me and said that he had already beaten you up. He asked me to teach you more in school.”
Zhao Wenjuan knew very well that the 100 yuan came from Xu Xiaochen, but she couldn't say that because Xu Xiaochen had taken care of her for 500 yuan.
He couldn't compete with Yang Liang.
"Teacher Zhao, I was wrong. I will correct myself.”
Yang Liang had long understood that admitting one's mistake was the best way to stop the criticism.
"It's good that you know your mistakes."
Zhao Wenjuan then looked at Wang Yuanyuan." You're a very aggressive little girl with good grades. Teacher Zhao has always liked you, but Xu Xiaochen doesn't want to sit with you. Teacher Zhao can't do anything about it. In the future, don't look for Lin Xiaoyu for a change of seats.”
"Teacher Zhao, I understand."
Wang Yuanyuan muttered in her heart, Teacher Zhao, you praised me, but you are biased towards Lin Xiaoyu. Isn't her family running a tofu shop? She doesn't have a father, but my father is a teacher. Why?
"Class is about to start. You guys can go out."”
The three of them walked out.
In the corridor, Xu Xiaochen noticed that Wang Yuanyuan was not convinced and whispered,""If you dare to find trouble with Xiao Yu again, I'll get Liangzi to slap you.”
Wang Yuanyuan was stunned.
"Xiao Chen, why don't we call her now? Since class hasn't started yet, we'll slap her first.”
Yang Liang raised his hand and was about to hit him, but Xu Xiaochen stopped him.
Wang Yuanyuan didn't scream, nor did she run to Zhao Wenjuan's office. Instead, she lowered her head and ran back to the classroom.
……
In the blink of an eye, two days had passed.
Xu Xiaochen's family's investment in stocks had increased to 500,000 yuan.
Xu Xiaochen went to the stock exchange with his parents after class.
The three stocks that Xu Xiaochen had chosen had been rising all the time, and the profits had even reached 10%. In the past two days, he had earned more than 100,000 yuan for his family.
"Little Chen, my son, you're so inspired by numbers. You're really a little genius.”
"My son is really extraordinary. He earns a lot of money while attending primary school.”
Xu Hongtu and Liu Jinzhi did not mention to anyone that their son had helped them to make money from the stock market.
If the people at the stock exchange asked, Xu Hongtu would only say that his son had come to play.
While Xu Xiaochen went to school, he was also waiting for the day to come. From that day on, he would let the retail business at home take off.
This morning was the opening ceremony.
The principal gave a passionate speech.
When it was time to award the prizes, the director of studies called Xu Xiaochen and Lin Xiaoyu's names.
Xu Xiaochen got a plastic book, which should be priced at about 3 yuan in the stationery store.
Lin Xiaoyu got the kraft paper book, which was priced at 1 yuan at most in the stationery store.
After the opening ceremony, it was not yet time for school to end, so the children were free to do their own things.
"Xiao Chen, let's exchange prizes.”
"Alright, here's the plastic cover. This is your lyricist's book. I'll help you copy the lyrics when we get home.”
"Yes, I'll give you my vellum book. This is yours…You definitely won't use vellum to write lyrics and use it to do questions, right?”
"Xiao Yu, your vellum book is my lyrics book.”
Seeing Lin Xiaoyu's sweet smile, Xu Xiaochen ran out of the classroom to play with Yang Liang and the other boys.
Although their grades weren't on the same level, it didn't stop them from playing together.
In Yang Liang's words, Xu Xiaochen was the only one who liked to play with poor students.
Lin Xiaoyu wanted to go to the bathroom, so she walked out of the classroom with the two little girls.
Lin Xiaoyu had a good personality. Many girls in the class liked to play with her.
"Xiao Yu, Xiao Chen is so good to you. Take us to his shop this weekend to get some delicious food.”
"You have to spend money to buy the delicious food in Chen's shop. You can't just take it away.”
"My dad said that Xiao Chen's family has an iron mine. It's the largest iron mine in the Beiguan Kuangqu. Xiao Chen's family was a loan shark. If he did not pay up, he would be beaten up.”
"That's not true. My mom borrowed money from Xiaochen's family, and Auntie Liu tore up the IOU.”
As soon as the little girls came out of the toilet, a few boys ran over with bared fangs and brandished claws.
He spread his arms like a speeding motorcycle and mimicked the sound of an engine.
"Whoever studies well will be beaten up. Whoever wins the prize will be beaten up!”
A tall boy shouted and punched Lin Xiaoyu's arm.
Lin Xiaoyu staggered and almost fell to the ground.
The punch from the fifth-year student, Liu Weifeng, who was the king of fighting in the school, was too heavy for the ten-year-old Lin Xiaoyu.
Lin Xiaoyu squatted on the ground, clutching her left arm as she cried.
The few little girls next to them were scared out of their wits. More children ran out of the classroom.
Liu Weifeng didn't care. He was still imitating the sound of the engine and running with his arms outstretched. His expression was even more mischievous as he shouted,"Whoever studies well will be beaten up. Whoever wins the prize will be beaten up!”
"Xiao Yu was injured by Liu Weifeng, a fifth-year student!”
A little girl screamed and ran to Xu Xiaochen's side.
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