Learning Made Me Rich (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 57

    Zhou Cheng, who was sleeping in the living room, heard the movement in the middle of the night and opened his eyes in confusion, only to find that his daughter had returned.

    At this moment, he was both shocked and dismayed.

    Zhou Cheng got up before five o'clock today and got ready. After closing the stall, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. As soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell asleep. I don't even know if my daughter has returned home or not.

    Thinking of Auntie Lin's words, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

    Auntie Lin was right, they were indeed unqualified parents.

    Zhou Xiu has never been bothered by anyone since she was a child. When she was a child, she was very pink and jade-like. She often hugged Zhou Cheng's thigh, and Zhou Xiu followed him wherever he went. Very sticky.

    But I do not know since when, this kind of closeness gradually disappeared. It's even weaker now. Thinking of the incident half a year ago, Zhou Cheng regretted that his hair was gray.

    He asked loudly, "Why did Xiuxiu come back so late today?"

    Zhou Xiu said, "I was doing my homework at school, and I didn't take the subway to waste time."

    Zhou Cheng lightly cooked food for his daughter.

    Zhou Xiu took the time to eat some noodles, and then went to bed after washing up.

    ...

    the next day.

    Half a month has passed since the start of school, and the footsteps of the monthly exam are gradually approaching.

    The students in class 24 started a new round of review, and the students in the next few classes still remember the carnival of the students in class 24 during the last month's exam.

    This time around the monthly exam, they heard the wind and came to Class 24 to inquire about the review materials.

    They were all sent back by the scumbags of Class 24. Du Feiyang returned to his seat and complained, "It's all said to be a secret weapon."

    Can something that can be easily given to others be called a secret weapon?

    Isn't Xiuxiu tired of sorting out data?

    Du Feiyang listened carefully and took notes in every mathematics, physics and chemistry class since the beginning of the school year. Trying to take good notes like Zhou Xiu did. Completely confused, the ghost knows what questions the teacher will come up with.

    It was only at this time that he realized that it was not easy for Zhou Xiu to organize those notes last semester.

    After school at noon, Du Feiyang saw that Tan Ming didn't actually play ball, he said "wow":

    "Even Mingming has started to work hard, what reason do we have not to work hard?"

    Du Feiyang laughed at Tan Ming's face, and he I couldn't help but say: "It seems that my grades are not too bad, right?"

    Tan Ming's grades in the class have always been in the top ten, but last semester's classmates were like rockets. percentage. Tan Ming suddenly dropped to more than 30.

    To be ridiculed by Du Feiyang, who was at the bottom of the class in the past, is such a subtlety.

    In the afternoon, Yu Qingyan was tired of reviewing, and aimlessly scrolled through the news of the circle of friends, and found that Tan Ming began to record his review process.