After school.
Before Zhou Xiu had time to go home to put away her schoolbag, she went to Zhou Cheng's noodle stall first to help them finish work and go home. Zhou Cheng wiped the sweat off his forehead and said to Zhou Xiu, "Xiu'er, what are you so happy about?"
The noodle stall business was getting better and better, and Zhou Cheng's things were selling very quickly. He finished the last portion and said to the people in line behind him, "I'm sorry, today's noodles are sold out. Come earlier tomorrow!"
The customers waiting in a long line frowned, and the boss was unhappy.
"I came all the way here to shoot for half an hour, why didn't you tell me in advance that it was gone?"
The customer complained, "Boss, you're closing the stall so early. Are you not going to do any business?"
It turned out that Zhou Cheng changed his taste and no longer made golden noodles. He changed to another food and made a type of noodle that he learned to make from a master chef when he was young - snail noodles.
Zhou Cheng's business immediately improved a lot.
The couple also have an easier day. Although golden thread noodles are delicious, they are very difficult to make. The noodles need to be rolled and stretched until they are as thin as needles. Its light taste does not quite fit in with the local people's eating habits.
The snail noodles are fresh, salty and spicy, with a rich and delicious soup made with dozens of spices, snail meat and pork bones.
The cooked noodles are served with black fungus, peanuts, fried tofu, bean curd sticks, green vegetables, duck feet... The side dishes are rich in ingredients, the taste is layered, and it is fresh, spicy and delicious. Zhou Cheng sells a maximum of 200 servings of noodles a day, and then he closes his stall and goes home. I didn’t expect that the quantity that usually takes until the evening to sell out was sold out in the afternoon.
Zhou Cheng fished out a duck foot, carefully filtered out the chili oil, and handed it to his daughter: "Xiu'er, have some to fill your stomach."
Zhou Xiu was really hungry, so she took the duck's feet and began to nibble on them gently. She loved the food Zhou Cheng cooked the most.
The tiger skin duck feet made by Zhou Cheng are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. A thick layer of tiger skin is fried out, and the meat inside is soft and tasty, and the more you chew, the more delicious it becomes. It has been a long time since Zhou Xiu came here and had eaten this kind of food.
After closing her stall and returning home, Zhou Xiu took out her cell phone and told her parents the good news that the school had waived her tuition.
"The principal of our school has waived my tuition fees. I don't have to pay tuition anymore."
Liu Mei was overjoyed and wiped her hands quickly, "What, what does this mean?"
"More than 100,000 yuan of tuition and miscellaneous fees are all waived?" Liu Mei couldn't help but be amazed at how generous the school could be.
A few days ago, Zhou Xiucai told them that he wanted to transfer to a regular high school.
Today the school waived her tuition and miscellaneous fees. The school must have known Xiu'er's future. She got first place in the city, so how could they not reward her and keep her?
She praised her daughter: "Xiu'er is really doing well."
Zhou Cheng flipped to another text message and stared at it dazedly, "You don't have to pay tuition, but I refunded your tuition and miscellaneous fees for this semester?"
The refund was quite a lot, nearly 60,000 yuan.
When Zhou Xiu enrolled in school, Mrs. Xi paid her tuition for the entire academic year. The annual tuition fee of Yude is more than 90,000 yuan, and the miscellaneous fee is 10,000 yuan each semester. So logically, this money should be returned to Mrs. Xi.
Zhou Cheng held his daughter's phone, thought for a moment and said, "The refunded money should be returned to Mrs. Xi."
He didn't know that Zhou Xiu had already repaid Xi Shaoyuan 100,000 yuan.
Zhou Xiu pursed her lips and said, "No... I don't have to pay it back."
She looked at Zhou Cheng's surprised expression and gave up the idea of explaining to him that she had already paid back the money. It’s difficult to explain. How the 100,000 yuan came from doesn’t fit in with Zhou Cheng’s consistent values.
After the explanation, Zhou Xiu would probably be praised by him: It’s good to return it, it’s what you deserve. We can't just accept valuable things from others.
Fortunately, Liu Mei interrupted Zhou Cheng and said, "You always act like a good person. Save this money for Xiu'er's education first!"
"What if there is an emergency and we can't come up with the money? Mrs. Xi sponsored our Xiu'er in the hope that she would study hard."
The pain of poverty once again pierced Zhou Cheng's heart. He drooped his eyes and sighed silently in his heart. But he quickly recovered:
"No, we will become richer and richer and own our own shop!"
"Xiu'er, my parents' business has been good recently and they have made a lot of money! Let's go to Xi's house to meet Mrs. Xi this weekend!"
Zhou Xiu: “…”
Under Zhou Cheng's expectant gaze, Zhou Xiu said, "Okay."
Yude Middle School.
After Lu Lingshan transferred to another school, there was a stir, and Huaxu posted all the sorted information on the school forum.
This hurt the students who originally liked Lu Lingshan, and they couldn't believe their eyes.
Some students from different grades even started to have conspiracy theories, wondering if this stranger Zhou Xiu had secretly framed their goddess.
Qi Yaguang was the most hurt, and he took several days off and had no intention of attending classes.
Lu Lingshan called Huaxu and questioned Huaxu: "Haven't I already apologized? Why are you still posting these things?"
Huatiao said sarcastically: "If I don't post it, will you always be a smear campaign against Xiu Xiu? After you transfer to another school, will you continue to be a smear campaign against your image as a top student and a fairy woman?"
"Not letting you become a hot topic is already the greatest kindness that Xiuxiu and I have shown. Do you still remember how you treated us?"
When I was in the third grade of junior high school, I went out to play with my friends. My friend brought a boy from a vocational school with him, and they were photographed playing together. The behind-the-scenes footage has been criticized to this day, leaving the impression of a frivolous bad girl. Lu Lingshan suddenly transformed herself, entered the rocket class, and became a top student fairy.
"If you make me angry again, I will buy trending searches." Huatiao said.
There was a silent "click" and the phone was hung up.
Lu Lingshan originally wanted to transfer to No. 4 Middle School, but after seeing what happened in the behind-the-scenes footage, Lu Lingshan had to give up the idea and turned her attention to schools in other places.
…
The next day.
The students in Class 24 really helped Zhou Xiu with her English. Including but not limited to answering Zhou Xiu's questions and supervising and following him.
But English is even more mysterious than mathematics.
The students in Class 24 never take notes in class. Many of them have lived abroad for a period of time or have hired foreign teachers at home, so they are already familiar with the English environment.
Lan Xin, a poor student, once patted her chest and said to Zhou Xiu: "It's okay, leave it to me. Ask me if you don't know anything."
But Zhou Xiu really took the exercises to ask Lan Xin, and Lan Xin was immediately stumped. Zhou Xiu wrote hundreds of multiple-choice questions, and marked a row of wrong answers with ticks and crosses.
Lan Xin scratched her head and explained, "This is a fixed combination."
Then there is another question, Lan Xin said: "This is customary usage."
They looked down again, and Lan Xin said subconsciously: "This is an everyday expression."
"I'm sorry, Xiuxiu."
At the end of Lan Xin's explanation, she couldn't help but cover her face with her exercise book, revealing a pair of guilty eyes.
When Zhou Xiu explained mathematics, physics and chemistry to her, he never gave such "simple and easy to prove, easy to obtain" answers.
But in Lan Xin's eyes, these were all questions that she could solve at a glance. She was forced to analyze the tenses carefully like a high school teacher to solve the problem, but she really couldn't do it.
She tried very hard to immerse herself in the question and tried to analyze it grammatically.
But after analyzing it over and over again, she got confused herself.
She was wrong. These complicated high school grammar knowledge made Lan Xin extremely confused.
Zhou Xiu: “…”
I also felt stumped by Huatiao. When learning English, foreign teachers rarely talk about grammar. They focus on expression rather than test-taking. But unexpectedly, the behind-the-scenes footage can also get high scores.
Huaxu sighed and said, "Maybe it's because we were taught differently. We've been using English as a tool since we were young, not for exams."
"Xiu Xiu, try to use it as a tool to learn. Don't write these questions. No matter how many questions you write, you won't recognize them when they are replaced with a new shell."
“You need to read a lot and in depth.”
As Huaxu spoke, he moved the original English novel he had read recently in front of Zhou Xiu.
Tan Ming put the books back and took out the original English books he read when he was a child from his drawer. He said to Hua Xu, "The books you read are not suitable for Zhou Xiu to read."
Tan Ming said to Zhou Xiu, "Take these and read them. These are the books I read when I was a child. They are not difficult. Read them with a reading mindset and ask us if you come across something you don't understand."
"You can use the two self-study classes in the afternoon to read them."
Du Feiyang leaned over and said, "Fuck, this is obviously not the font you had when you were a child."
Tan Ming really wants to kill Du Feiyang on the spot recently.
He finally understood why Du Feiyang had been following the behind-the-scenes stories for so many years but had not been able to catch up.
Born with a lack of brains.
Last night, Tan Ming spent an entire night organizing the things he used to learn English as a child, including simple fairy tales and easy-to-understand classics.
Tan Ming, who hadn't stayed up all night for a long time, stayed up all night for the first time and marked some words that might be a little difficult.
He yawned and said to Zhou Xiu, "Ask us if you come across something you don't understand. We will be your English teachers."
Zhou Xiu took the original fairy tale borrowed by Tan Ming, hurriedly finished the homework for the self-study class, and started reading the book during the self-study class.
It is a bright spring day, all the flowers on campus are in bloom, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of white magnolia.
The afterglow of the afternoon sun shone on the table.
Zhou Xiu leaned against the window, her black hair reflecting the setting sun seemed to be soaked in a layer of honey, with bits of hair falling on her ears. Her slightly drooped eyelashes fluttered from time to time, curled and thick.
She always kept her back straight, reading the book seriously, with such concentration as if she was treating something extremely important. No movement could disturb her.
After two classes, she finished reading a thin English fairy tale and a smile appeared on the corners of her lips.
Zhou Xiu was reading the story of "The Ugly Duckling". Although Zhou Xiu had read the Chinese version of the story a long time ago, she felt even more deeply moved when she read the English version again as an adult.
The ugly duckling was bullied since childhood because of his ugly appearance. In spring, a group of white swans flew to it and called it when it was about to freeze to death. It was surprised to find that it had turned into a white swan.
It has been longing for recognition all its life. It is neither humble nor inferior. It left the warm reed marshes and farmhouses and went to a wider world. After a rough and wandering life, it looked up and saw the elegant and beautiful white swan, feeling longing and envy.
When spring comes, it turns into an elegant white swan.
Zhou Xiu sat by the window, feeling the warm spring breeze. Without having to worry about exams or competitions, she squinted her eyes comfortably as she basked in the warm sunshine, and the corners of her lips could not help but curl up.
[Ding——If you can read the original English work and memorize the core content, you will be rewarded with 300 RMB. 】
The poor students in the class silently withdrew their gazes, and some silently took out their mobile phones to record this moment.
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