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Chapter 4 Don’t bully young people into poverty

Chapter 4 Don't Despise the Poor Youngsters

Ding Yu was wearing the most fashionable military green cotton coat at the time, with a smile on his slightly plump face. He didn't feel that Qiu Huoming disliked him at all.

"Huozi, are you recovering from this illness so quickly?"

"Who am I? I have an indestructible body." All the information about Ding Yu appeared in Qiu Huoming's mind. This guy was probably the only friend of his original body in his youth.

"I am the Tathagata Buddha! Why don't we skip classes this afternoon? Let's go watch 'Shaolin Temple'. I heard it's really good!" He tightened the strap of his schoolbag which had slipped off and suggested with a little excitement.

When Qiu Huoming heard the name of such an old movie, a strange feeling came over him.

But then he had an idea of ​​how to make his first pot of gold.

It is now 1982, and it is a time of severe crackdowns on profiteers and speculators. He certainly cannot do anything big, as he does not want to bring bad luck upon himself. However, no one will care if he does something small.

"Fatty, you're so brave that you even skip classes. Let me tell you, I'm planning to go to college." Qiu Huoming said in a serious tone.

"Is this your result?" Ding Yu looked at Qiu Huoming suspiciously.

Li Ming nodded maturely, "Okay."

The 40-minute morning reading class ended. Qiu Huoming put down his textbook and rubbed his temples.

Qiu Huoming is even more confident about the upcoming college entrance examination.

This street still retains its original ecology, with residential houses and shops intertwined. As soon as the sky gets light, the whole city wakes up, and the smell of fireworks spreads in the cold morning breeze.

There are three middle schools in the county, and I was originally admitted to Wucheng Middle School. Among the three middle schools, Wucheng Middle School has the longest history and the strongest faculty.

Class monitor Li Ming was the top student in Class 1-7 of Senior High School and was also one of the most handsome boys in Wucheng Middle School at that time. Qiu Huoming took a look at his appearance and found that he was only a little handsome and only about meters tall, which was nothing compared to himself. However, he had good grades and his family background was said to be very prominent, which were all plus points.

"Because of your interruption, I almost forgot whether we should go to the movies this afternoon?" Ding Yu peeled a candy and put it in his mouth, letting out a sigh of satisfaction.

He turned his head to look at Ding Yu. This little fat boy was probably the only person in the world who never left his original body. However, in the millennium, his family immigrated to the United States, and he didn't know whether this fat boy's poor English could make him popular there.

He pushed open the half-open back door and walked in slowly.

After reviewing it carefully, he definitely understood it more thoroughly than those students of the same age. After all, he had learned it once.

The noise inside masked his footsteps. He thought Qiu Huoming was reading an extracurricular book, but when he got closer he realized that he was reading a physics textbook.

The classroom was on the third floor of the teaching building, Class 1.78-1.75. Qiu Huoming, who could no longer remember where he was, followed Ding Yu and sat down in his seat. He was meters tall and Ding Yu was meters tall, both of them were tall. Their seats were arranged in the last row of the first group, with a window that had a direct view of the playground.

The sun rose from the west. Teacher Huang's heart moved slightly. He walked forward with his hands behind his back until a student saw him. After a scream, the whole classroom suddenly fell silent.

His grades were good to begin with, but his student days were so long ago that he couldn't remember what he learned.

The sky began to gradually brighten. The shops along the street became denser as one got closer to the city center. Passersby stopped in front of the breakfast shop, and the few tables and chairs placed outside were soon filled with people.

He had reviewed the math textbook yesterday, and he plans to review other subjects in this morning class. He must pay attention to subjects with heavier scores such as Chinese, physics, and chemistry. As for English, the total score is 50 points, so he can review it last. Biology accounts for a smaller proportion, with a total score of 30 points, so he can just review the key points then.

Qiu Huoming, a small town test-taker who stood out from the crowd of test-takers that year, is well versed in the tricks of taking exams.

"Don't despise the poor young! This is a good saying. Lend it to me. I'll use it to stop my mother from nagging." Ding Yu took out three White Rabbit candies from his pocket and handed them to Qiu Huoming. "Try it. It's delicious."

On the playground, students were gathering in groups of two or three. Ding Yu wiped his saliva and grabbed Qiu Huoming who was about to go out, "I won't go to morning exercises. Let me sleep a little longer."

"Don't look down on the young and poor! With my IQ, I will definitely be able to pass if I work a little harder." Qiu Huoming spent some time reading the math textbook last night and felt more confident. The college entrance examination was only resumed in 78, and students in many schools had missed a lot of classes, and their foundation was not solid. He didn't need to outperform the market, he just needed to outperform his peers.

"I have classes in the afternoon, so go and see it on Saturday afternoon." Qiu Huoming swallowed back the words "I've seen it" that were about to come out of his mouth. At that time, the study system was still five and a half days, with Saturday afternoons and Sundays off every week.

"Then come to my house to see me. My mother likes you very much and I can give you some more pocket money." Ding Yu yawned and said.

Qiu Huoming touched his chin. This face is still very powerful, commonly known as the "housewife killer".

"Okay, go to sleep." Qiu Huoming was not opposed to morning exercises. After working at the desk for a long time, it would be nice to move around.

Qiu Huoming was now immersed in the ocean of physics. The textbooks at that time covered a wide range of knowledge. For students in counties and towns who did not have laboratories and only attended lectures based on theoretical knowledge, these contents were obscure and difficult to understand.

Seeing his serious expression, he would lower his head from time to time to take notes.

Qiu Huoming likes this kind of scene full of life.

There are additional questions in mathematics, with a total score of 120 points, which can be reviewed as the top priority. He was also a student of science and engineering in his previous life, and his foundation in mathematics, physics and chemistry is very solid.

Mr. Huang is a Chinese teacher with extensive teaching experience. His lectures are easy to understand and profound. Before the movement, he devoted almost his entire body and mind to teaching. Now that he has finally returned to his job, he naturally cherishes it even more.

This is a rare item. Ding Yu's family has direct relatives living abroad. His father works in the Commercial Bureau, and his family background is one of the best among his classmates. Qiu Huoming took the candy and threw it into his schoolbag.

Li Ming stood in front of Class Three's team, and Qiu Huoming walked over carelessly. His original personality was not as kind as Ding Yu's, and he didn't have many friends in the class. He was too lazy to deal with them, so he was naturally left out in the corner.

When we arrived at West Street, we saw more students along the way. Students in those days did not have school uniforms, but anyone who looked sleepy and listless with a schoolbag on his back was definitely a student.

He was in his 50s, thin, with gray hair and a pair of high-power myopic glasses on his nose. His eyes swept from the first row to the last row, finally stopping on Qiu Huoming.

But it was different for him. He had done almost all these experiments. Even if he had not done them, he had watched related videos on the tablet. When he recalled them again at this moment, his memory was refreshed, and he could draw inferences from one example and consolidate the theorems and formulas at the same time.

Qiu Huoming is actually a very smart student. Wucheng Middle School is a key school in the district. The fact that he was admitted to the high school from the junior high school has already proved his ability. It's a pity that adolescent children are too ambitious and always have unrealistic fantasies about the future. At the same time, they are confined to a small space and have a short-sighted vision. When school started, I heard him say that he wanted to drop out of school and work in a factory.

It’s good to be young. This memory is simply extraordinary.

There was no space under the desk. Qiu Huoming took out several books including Chinese, mathematics, physics, chemistry, English, biology and politics from his heavy schoolbag and stuffed the schoolbag into the open drawer.

Qiu Huoming, who had changed his mind, didn't care. He squeezed into the crowd, walked to the side of Li Ming, and called out in a familiar manner, "Squad leader, I forgot how to do the exercises. I'll follow you later."

He was flipping through a physics book, absorbed in it, while Ding Yu, who was lying on the table beside him, was sleeping soundly. He had not yet recovered from his cold, and he dozed off as soon as he sat down.

Outside the back door, our homeroom teacher, Mr. Huang, secretly stuck his head out and looked into the room.

The high school and junior high school of the school share the same playground. Qiu Huoming took a few glances but didn't see his older sister.

In the junior high school, there were a few boys playing hoop rolling around the playground, and a few little girls took advantage of the opportunity to gather together and play rubber band jumping.

Looking at these energetic students, Qiu Huoming suddenly felt refreshed. He was only 17 years old now. It was great to be young...

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