After the morning reading session ended, the classroom suddenly became lively again.

Besides discussing the love-hate relationship between Chu Yang and the two school beauties, there was also discussion about the ongoing World Cup.

"I knew the Chinese national football team was terrible; they got beaten 2-0 by Costa Rica!"

"It's our first time in the World Cup, and it's our first match, so it's normal for us not to perform well!"

"The next match against Brazil will be even more brutal!"

"There's still Türkiye, a weak team, right? I bet the Chinese national football team will definitely make it out of the group stage!"

"..."

"A bet?" Chu Yang's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

Then she smiled.

The funds for buying a house after the demolition may now be secured.

He remembered this time; it had only been a few days since the group stage began.

In his previous life, he was also a football fan and paid close attention to various football events.

His enhanced memory after his rebirth allowed him to clearly remember the wins, losses, and scores of every match in this World Cup.

The Chinese national football team's first appearance in the World Cup, reaching the final 32, is something that should make the Chinese people proud.

However, their first match loss to Costa Rica was a huge blow, making their chances of advancing slim.

Chu Yang knew that he would continue to lose to Brazil and Türkiye, failing to score in three matches and conceding nine goals, ultimately finishing 31st in the World Cup.

Subsequently, other teams suffered numerous upsets, with several of the most favored teams failing to advance beyond the group stage.

The most unexpected thing is that Xiao Hanzi actually made it into the top four.

It can be said that the 2002 World Cup was one that had an unpredictable beginning and an unpredictable ending.

Therefore, even if you bet on the official football lottery with the lowest odds this season, you can still make a fortune by betting on upsets.

Unlike the welfare lottery, football betting does not adjust the winning numbers based on betting odds.

With the same bet of two yuan, those who are prescient and have foresight can make a fortune.

After a moment's thought, Chu Yang made up his mind and decided to go to the lottery shop after school in the afternoon.

The school bell rings, but learning cannot stop.

Before I knew it, a morning had passed.

That morning, besides filling out practice tests, he spent his time constantly flipping through Li Qingshu's notes.

"Going home for dinner." Han Dachun slung his backpack over his shoulder and left the classroom.

Chu Yang smiled and then noticed that Li Qingshu was still sitting there motionless.

"You didn't lose your meal ticket again, did you?" he asked as he stepped forward.

“…I forgot to make it up,” Li Qingshu said weakly.

Meal tickets are issued once a week, and this girl probably lost the whole set.

"Here's one for you." Chu Yang handed over a meal ticket.

Li Qingshu hesitated and did not answer.

"Don't worry, this one is mine. I've returned Su Lingxue's meal ticket; she can get her own meals from now on," Chu Yang said with a smile.

"That's true." Suddenly a voice sounded from behind.

Chu Yang was startled. He turned around and saw Wang Xiaoli with a dark face and Su Lingxue with a resentful look.

"But Ling Xue is still here, is it appropriate for you to say that?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'll definitely be more careful next time," Chu Yang apologized sincerely.

"Hmph, how shameless!" It was Lu Peng who walked over.

He fawned over Su Lingxue, saying, "Lingxue, I'll get your meals for you every day from now on!"

Su Lingxue said expressionlessly, "No need, thank you."

After saying that, he pulled Su Xiaoli away.

Lu Peng stood rooted to the spot, feeling as if snowflakes were falling on his head.

"Let's go." Chu Yang ignored the newly minted sycophant and beckoned Li Qingshu out of the classroom.

“You gave me the meal ticket, so what about you? Are you going to…beg for food again?” Li Qingshu asked.

"Begging sounds awful, but I make a living by my looks."

"Pfft..."

"However, I'll treat you to lunch again. As a way of repaying me, you can tutor me during lunchtime."

"……good."

So the two of them went to have dinner together in a pleasant atmosphere.

With his new hairstyle making him even more handsome, and his pleasant voice, the auntie serving the food said that tickets were no problem, and her hands stopped shaking. She filled Chu Yang's rice bowl to the brim and even added an extra chicken leg.

After a hearty meal, Chu Yang returned to the classroom and immediately moved a chair over to Li Qingshu, asking her to tutor him.

At this point, Li Qingshu began to suspect that this guy's motives were impure.

But when she started explaining the key points of the review, she found that he was listening very attentively.

His eyes were clear and pure, revealing a thirst for knowledge.

Moreover, when asked to repeat what he had just said, he recited it without hesitation.

You can remember something after hearing it only once? What kind of brain do you have?!

You used to have such a brain but spent it all on dating? What a waste...

"Hey, beautiful lady, what are you thinking about? Keep talking, don't stop! The flowers of our motherland need the nourishment of knowledge."

"...Oh, okay."

The two of them sat together, imparting their knowledge and skills.

On the other side, Su Lingxue watched all this, her pen almost bending under her weight.

I kept telling myself, "Don't be angry, don't be angry..."

But why should I be angry?

I'm so angry...

Snap!

The pen was broken.

Wang Xiaoli, who was sitting next to her deskmate, slapped her forehead.

You were the one who decided to break up with her, so why are you acting resentful and jealous now? What's the meaning of this?

What a terrible thing!

An hour later, the school bell rang.

"Thank you, Teacher Li. I feel like I've made a lot of progress again," Chu Yang said gratefully.

"It's because you're quick to understand. Also, don't call me teacher, it sounds weird." Li Qingshu smiled.

Chu Yang got up, still wanting more, and carried the stool back to his seat.

Han Dachun looked mournful.

He stared at his goddess and Chu Yang for as long as they studied together, until his neck almost got a stiff neck.

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