After checking the cigarettes and alcohol sent by Liang's father, Zhou Yu couldn't help but smack his lips.
Although he wanted to return these to Liang Yin, after thinking about it, Zhou Yu finally accepted them.
As expected by Liang's father, after Zhou Yu accepted the gifts from Liang's father and mother, even though he treated all students equally in class and tutoring and did not hide anything from them, Zhou Yu still subconsciously paid more attention to Liang Yin.
After New Year’s Day, time seemed to speed up and passed faster than usual.
During the break of the first class, Wang Jingqi walked to the back of the classroom and changed the time on the blackboard at the back from "148 days countdown to college entrance examination" to "147 days".
Looking at the revised numbers, Wang Jingqi nodded with satisfaction and returned to his seat.
The other people around didn't care that another day had passed and the college entrance examination was one day closer. Some were chatting, some were playing with their phones.
Only a few of the dozen or so students who had been attending Zhou Yu's tutorial class were still silently doing the exercises and continuing to work hard.
What was Zhou Yu doing at this time?
In the Language Office.
Zhou Yu glanced at his phone and found that there was still no movement. After waiting for a long time, Zhou Yu could not wait any longer, so he strode out of the office, came to a flower bed, and dialed a number.
'Beep...beep...beep...'
The phone rang three times before it was picked up.
"Hey, Lao Zhou! Do you have to be so anxious? How many calls have you made in the past two days?" A loud voice came from Zhou Yu's cell phone, and from the words one could hear a lot of complaints about Zhou Yu.
"Old Ma, Old Ma! Help me! It's really urgent!" Zhou Yu said to his roommate Ma Shaomin on the other end of the phone, "There's really no other way! You know, I went to a crappy school! The resources are really not that good!"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds. Zhou Yu was still wondering why this person suddenly stopped talking, when he heard Ma Shaomin on the other end sigh heavily.
"Alas, it's only you, Lao Zhou! If it were someone else, I would never agree to this!" Ma Shaomin said helplessly.
Hearing Ma Shaomin say this, Zhou Yu's face lit up immediately, and he quickly said, "Thank you, thank you! It has to be you, Old Ma! Unlike that unreliable Old Zhang! I'll treat you to a meal when we return to school next year!"
"I'm so short of this meal!" Ma Shaomin cursed, and then added, "You are not allowed to treat me in the school cafeteria!"
"Even roadside stalls are not allowed! You have a criminal record!" Zhou Yu was about to speak when he was interrupted by Ma Shaomin.
"Okay! We'll go wherever you say we want to go! You can choose whatever you want when the time comes! But one thing I have to say is, don't go too far!"
"That's more like it!" Ma Shaomin said with satisfaction, "Wait, I'll send it to your email later! Damn it, hurry up, hurry up, I almost turned my warehouse upside down just to get this for you these few days!"
After saying that, Ma Shaomin hung up.
The story behind this series of conversations started half a month ago.
Zhou Yu and his roommates Ma Shaomin, Zhang Dewei and others have a dormitory QQ group.
After the internship, since my roommates were scattered all over the country and it was difficult for them to see each other, those who had always had a good relationship would often chat and gossip in the chat group.
It was not until after New Year's Day, during a chance chat, that Ma Shaomin inadvertently revealed that the Chengdu No. 7 Middle School, where he was interning, had specially summoned famous teachers for the senior graduating class and prepared a bunch of study materials and test papers for internal use only in various subjects for the senior students to study and use.
Among them, there are at least 10 papers in each subject that the senior high school students are given to take home during the winter vacation.
When Zhou Yu saw it, he was so envious.
You know, Chengdu No. 7 Middle School is a famous school all over the country. How can the quality of study materials and test papers produced by such a school be bad?
Then, Zhou Yu's mind began to become active.
After that day, he would call Ma Shaomin whenever he had time to chat, ask about his well-being and find out what he was thinking.
Finally, Ma Shaomin, who was fed up with it, finally spoke up, "Old Zhou, if you have something to say, just tell me directly! You call me every day to ask if I have eaten or if I am cold. I am very anxious, you know!"
"Hehe, I didn't hide it from you!" Zhou Yu said to Ma Shaomin on the phone with a playful smile, "I just want to trouble you with a small matter~"
"What's the matter? Tell me now! I'm preparing lessons!"
"It's just a very small thing! That is, can you give me a copy of the internal information and test papers you mentioned? An electronic version will do! I can print it myself!"
As soon as Zhou Yu finished speaking, there was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, and then Zhou Yu heard the sound of footsteps.
"Are you crazy?" After a long time, a terrified roar came from the other end of the phone, "You still want an electronic version?! Do you know that if this matter is known to others, I will not be able to stay in this school!"
"I'm doing an internship, not being the principal here!"
"Oh, I'm not going to tell anyone else about it! And I don't want to do anything else! I just want to give it to a few of my students to practice with, don't worry!"
"That won't work either!"
"Hey, just help me! When we get back to school, I will definitely treat you to a meal. I promise I won't treat you to a street stall next time! I'll treat you to a real restaurant! Okay!"
"Get lost! I believed your lies! I'm telling you, it's impossible! Just give up on this idea!"
"It's really not possible, is it?"
"It's really not possible!" Ma Shaomin on the other end of the phone replied firmly.
"Okay! Then you wait for me!" Zhou Yu said harshly and hung up the phone.
Ma Shaomin on the other end of the phone was still confused, thinking, we are tens of thousands miles apart, what can you do to me?
So, in the next few days, Ma Shaomin witnessed Zhou Yu's shamelessness.
Every morning, noon and evening, Zhou Yu would call Ma Shaomin on time. His tone was mournful and tearful, and he almost knelt down and begged Ma Shaomin through the phone.
Finally, Ma Shaomin couldn't stand it anymore and agreed to Zhou Yu's shameless request.
but......
"I'm telling you, I can only give you the test paper, not the study materials!"
"Okay, okay, okay! This is also possible!" Zhou Yu was overjoyed. It would be great to have a test paper! Originally, Zhou Yu just wanted to try his luck, but he didn't expect that he would actually get it.
......
Not long after, Ma Shaomin called Zhou Yu back, "I sent you the stuff, an electronic version! Damn, I can't get the original electronic version, so I borrowed the student's test paper. I'll work all night to make an electronic version for you!"
"Fuck, you're such a bad poet, Zhou Yu! You have to treat me to at least ten meals!"
Zhou Yu quickly expressed his gratitude. He also knew that Ma Shaomin had been tortured badly by him this time, so he hurriedly said, "Old Ma, Old Ma! You are amazing!"
"When we get back to school, you can ask for anything you want!"
"Let's talk about it when we get back to school!" Ma Shaomin on the other end of the phone said casually and hung up. Obviously, he didn't do all this just for Zhou Yu's meals.
If it was really for these reasons, he would have earned more than the money for 10 meals by selling the papers himself.
Zhou Yu naturally knew all of this. It can only be said that the feelings between men are sometimes so inexplicable.
......
Seeing that everyone is controversial about the cheating part, I feel that both the teacher and the students cannot be so stupid and they will definitely be able to see through it. I have something to say here.
This story actually happened very early, probably around 2000.
It was so early that it can be considered a piece of history according to today's time.
This is not something I experienced personally. It was during the summer vacation when I was in my sophomore year and then junior year of high school. The school forced us to go to school for classes, and our English teacher told us this story in his free time.
The year when I was promoted from sophomore to junior in high school was 2011, and it has been 13 years since then.
I have forgotten many things that happened that year, but why do I remember this one thing so clearly?
Because it was so outrageous, it left a deep impression on me.
According to the English teacher, there were a total of five people who actually cheated.
When our English teacher told us about this, his tone was full of admiration. In his words, who would have thought that those kids were so brave?!
When I heard this story, my first reaction was: How could this be so fake? Why couldn't so many teachers see that they were cheating?
Did the school leaders and teachers notice it at the time? Actually, no one noticed it at the time (it is possible that someone noticed it, but they didn’t say anything when they saw that the leaders believed it.)
The school teachers and the principal were all busy rejoicing, thinking that their school had truly produced a little genius.
Perhaps those school teachers and school leaders could not have imagined that around 2000, someone would actually think of this and be bold enough to run to other counties and cities to buy test papers and answers?
So much so that after the college entrance examination results came out that year, the highest score of the five people who were highly expected only reached around 300 points, and the entire school was completely disgraced.
Because after they scored over 600 points in the exam, their glorious deeds were spread by word of mouth among school leaders and teachers, and almost all teachers and students from other schools knew about it clearly.
The specific follow-up of this true story is: after the college entrance examination results came out, one of the students repeated a year, but still only scored more than 300 points; the other four went to work in other provinces in shame.
As for what happened to the school leaders at that time?
Who knows.
This story is so magical that when I was conceiving a novel on this subject, the first thing that came to my mind was the story our English teacher told us.
The above is the whole story.