Chapter 104 This is what you gain and lose
Jiang Zhiyue looked at the book in her hand and turned a page.
Chu Junche frowned, his voice slightly dissatisfied: "Zhiyue, are you listening to me?"
Jiang Zhiyue put down the book in her hand, took out the microeconomics textbook for this class from her schoolbag, and said softly: "How do the Villen curve and the Gini coefficient reflect the degree of equality in income distribution?"
Chu Junche blushed and turned his head to the side again, "Bad guy, you are not listening to me at all."
Jiang Zhiyue smiled and said, "This is the test point the professor mentioned. We divide the population into ten levels from low to high according to their income, and find out the proportion of the income of different levels of population in the national income."
Chu Junche's face turned even redder, and his tender pink earlobes flushed red. The topic he just talked about seemed like an idiot in front of the issue that Jiang Zhiyue cared about. She didn't care what he said, and it didn't matter whether she wanted to be his girlfriend or not.
"I know all this. I'm not a bad student." He snorted.
Jiang Zhiyue was concentrating on memorizing her lessons. Chu Junche had never been ignored like this by a girl before, which made him feel even more uncomfortable. At such a close distance, a fresh scent of gardenia mixed with the unique sweet fragrance of a young girl passed over his nose.
Jiang Zhiyue sat by the window. There was a large patch of gardenias planted outside. The wind blew in from the open window. Chu Junche's whole body tensed up and his breathing became heavy.
"Zhiyue, let's go eat together at noon. There's a great dessert shop that just opened in CB Mall."
"..." Jiang Zhiyue shook her head. She couldn't afford the restaurant in CB Mall.
The girl who recommended her to buy speech rehabilitation equipment also revealed that the best smart therapeutic devices cost hundreds of thousands of yuan. She could feel the urgency of time and the pressure of saving money.
In fact, there is a better way to make money, which is to participate in professional competitions on behalf of Wharton. The prize money for the winner of each competition can be as high as one million to three million under the sponsorship of various honorary groups.
These competitions are open to sophomores, and Jiang Zhiyue is not yet eligible to register.
The girl turned another page of the book in her hand. Chu Junche pursed his lips in frustration, then fell asleep on the table with his face facing Jiang Zhiyue. When Gu Zhaoye and his friends came to class, they immediately grabbed his collar and threw him aside.
Chu Junche widened his eyes in anger, looking as fuzzy as a puppy with its fur standing on end. Unfortunately, such an expression had no killing power in Gu Zhaoye's eyes, so he sat directly next to Jiang Zhiyue.
There was a burst of whispers in the classroom.
"Didn't Mr. Gu break up with her? I thought they would be in a cold war for a while, but they reconciled so quickly."
"Jiang Zhiyue kissed Master Mu, but she can still be Master Gu's study partner? This is too scary."
"It's really abominable. Master Che seems to like her very much. Is it possible that all the male protagonists in our public school will be snatched away by her?"
"Has the special student surpassed Yeon-joo and become the focus of the public school? The heroine of the public school is obviously Yeon-joo."
Because Gu Zhaoye was present, the discussions had subsided somewhat, but Gu Zhaoye still found it extremely irritating. He supported his head with his hands and glanced at the small group in the back seat with contempt.
"Can you guys shut up? Aren't you annoying me for chattering all day long?"
The other girls were angry but dared not say anything, and just shut their mouths in dismay.
This was the first time that Gu Zhaoye sat at the same table with Jiang Zhiyue. He acted like a typical model student, asking her questions in class and pestering her after class, making Jiang Zhiyue restless for the whole morning.
“How do I solve this problem?”
"What does this formula mean?"
Jiang Zhiyue was overwhelmed by his questions, but she couldn't refuse, so she could only explain to him patiently.
"Can you think about it yourself before asking me?"
"I've thought about it, but I still don't know how to do it. I want to learn with you." Gu Zhaoye looked serious and confident, and pinched her face when no one was seeing.
Jiang Zhiyue took a deep breath and could only explain the questions to him patiently.
Chu Junche tried to talk to her several times, but failed every time. Chu Junche was so angry that he sat in the back seat with a resentful look on his face, staring at the two of them with resentful eyes for the whole morning.
It was not until noon that Jiang Zhiyue was free to run to the cafeteria.
The end of the semester is getting closer and closer, and there is no tense academic atmosphere in the huge campus. There is also a band performance on the playground, which attracts a lot of people to watch.
There were few people in the cafeteria on the first floor. After Jiang Zhiyue rejected Chu Junche's invitation to lunch, Chu Junche followed her to the cafeteria door with his eyes wide open. Seeing that she was really unwilling, he left with a groan.
The specially enrolled students were all seizing the time to study, and the topics they talked about were all related to the exams. One of the specially enrolled students saw Jiang Zhiyue, greeted her happily, and then came over with a textbook in his arms to ask questions.
Jiang Zhiyue wrote down her solution to the problem in a notebook and was thanked by the other party.
"Zhiyue, you are amazing. It takes me half an hour to solve one of these marginal factor questions." Zuo Qing was watching from the side and praised her in surprise. Jiang Zhiyue pointed to the faint dark circles under her eyes and said, "It's all caused by hard work."
The two chatted about recent events. Zuo Qing excitedly told her that everyone had liked all of her photos on the tennis court on Lins. Jiang Zhiyue skipped the topic and Zuo Qing started talking about her part-time job.
He looked at her expectantly and said, "Would you like to go to my part-time job tonight? There's a good job here."
"Last time you helped me pick out the aromatherapy for Aunt Chu, she liked it very much. After hearing about my grandmother's illness, she introduced me to a high-end restaurant. I heard from the foreman that they need a part-time pianist tomorrow night, with an hourly wage of 10,000 yuan."
This is already a very generous part-time income. Even if you work in a high-end restaurant, the hourly wage is only a few dozen yuan. You can imagine the requirements for a pianist to have such a high hourly wage.
"I can't work part-time." Jiang Zhiyue said with some regret. This is the way you gain something and you have to lose something. She got the protection of the Gu family, but she lost her personal freedom to a certain extent.
As the two were talking, Zhou Xiuzhi sat across from them on a row of dining chairs.
She set up the buffet, placed her violin on the dining table, and ate her meal in small bites.
The cafeteria had become quiet. Zhou Xiuzhi seemed to have heard the conversation between the two and glanced at Jiang Zhiyue.
Jiang Zhiyue happened to look up and met her pair of shiny black eyes.
The huge screen in the cafeteria was playing some current affairs news, but no one else was interested in it.
Zhou Xiuzhi was watching with great interest. When Jiang Zhiyue looked up following her gaze, she discovered that the news on the screen was all about the political and legal circles, and most of the content was praise and eulogy for the Chief Prosecutor.
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