Chapter 22 Chemistry is the King of Bombs
Qin Feixue was so angry that her face turned pale. If she hadn't been held back by her daughter Tang Lin, she would have been unable to resist and would have gone up to beat him up.
"Tang Su!" she shouted loudly.
Tang Su's expression was cold. She turned around and walked out directly, leaving a message as she left: "Aunt Qin, transfer the money to my account on time, otherwise, I will never forgive you in this life!"
After saying that, Tang Su dragged a large box and walked out of the Tang family’s gate.
Normally, Tang Su would play a few games when she got home on weekend afternoons, then have dinner at home before going to school, but today she just took her clothes and left.
She no longer has the heart to play games. Compared to playing games, saving her face is the most important thing.
Tang Su did not go to school immediately, but asked her family's driver, Master Wang, to take her to the largest shopping mall in Hai City. In the car, Tang Su found that her hair began to fall out again. She would lose more than ten or twenty strands of hair every time she combed her hair. She didn't know how much hair she lost in a day. She used to have dense hair, but now it seems to be getting thinner and thinner.
Before, she thought that the punishment for Chinese, math and English would directly affect her face, which was the most terrifying. Now it seems that the punishment for chemistry is the real killer. If her chemistry grades drop twice in a row, she will probably become bald. The thought of it makes her scared.
After arriving at the mall, Tang Su first bought some stationery, clothes and shoes, then ran to the floor selling electrical appliances and directly asked for a washing machine that cost more than 10,000 yuan.
She decided not to go home on weekends and to wash her own clothes.
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Su returned to school in a swagger, and under the gaze of many students, he asked the manufacturer's master to move the washing machine to the dormitory.
The school has a clear rule that students are not allowed to use purchased electrical appliances in the dormitory, but Tang Su did it anyway.
The worst that could happen is that the teacher finds out and moves us away.
However, Tang Su saw that the washing machine was quite heavy. The two workers were so tired that they were panting after carrying it. If the head teacher found out, he would probably just stare blankly. If you have the ability, just carry it away! After finishing everything, Tang Su went to the classroom and copied Gao Wenwen's Chinese notes.
Including the two subjects she copied yesterday, she has now copied notes for a total of three subjects. She will copy two more subjects during evening self-study, and she should have finished copying by tomorrow.
Taking out his mobile phone and looking at the 15 points displayed in his personal center, Tang Su hesitated for a moment and then clicked on the lottery.
Currently, 10 points are needed to draw a regular turntable, and she has 15 points.
Last time she drew a study tip, and following the system’s suggestion, she found Gao Wenwen’s notes, which was very helpful for her current studies. She just didn’t know if she could draw such a good prize every time.
"Xiao Xin, do you think it's more cost-effective to use the points to improve personal attributes or to draw a lottery?"
Tang Su opened the dialog box and asked the system assistant a question.
Three seconds later, the system assistant sent a text: (Improving personal attribute values will improve the host's learning ability. The stronger the learning ability, the higher the host's learning efficiency will be. It is possible to win good rewards in the lottery, which will also help improve academic performance. It depends on how the host weighs the pros and cons.) Tang Su looked at the text and felt that the system was talking nonsense.
She asked how to use the points more cost-effectively. What was the answer? Without further hesitation, Tang Su clicked on the ordinary turntable again. Watching the turntable spinning, her heart was pounding. It felt like a lottery player who bought a lottery ticket and was waiting for the prize to be drawn.
(End of this chapter)
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