Chapter 422 The Book Has Its Own Yan Ruyu
Chapter 422 The Book Has Its Own Yan Ruyu
Chapter 422 The Book Has Its Own Yan Ruyu
Team Luo folded his hands, looked at the comrades running around in the arena, and smiled lightly: "Are you sure that one minute is enough?"
"I'll show you what it means to be surrounded by stars!" Yanxi was full of confidence.
He walked to the middle point where the three classes were gathered together, and held up the rose sticker in his hand: "Take the class flower for the wealth code!
Say it again, trade Panhua for wealth codes! "
Everyone was a little excited when they heard the word "banhua", and finally couldn't restrain their joy when they heard the word "wealth password", and ran towards him one after another.
They are all office workers, so it is impossible not to know what the wealth code means.
To put it bluntly, it is the six-digit number that can make people rich-stock code.
He planned to use a red card to complete today's task.
Even the students from class two surrounded them.
"Don't panic, put the class flowers on me in an orderly manner.
Yes, that's it.
30 seconds left.
come on! "He looked at the overall situation under his control and was very proud.
With ten seconds left before the countdown to Cao's big head, Yanxi's body was already covered with rose stickers.
Victory is clear at a glance.
"Yan Chu, where's the password?" Everyone clasped their hands together, expecting his kind words.
He took out his mobile phone, randomly selected a stock that was trading sideways recently, and said, "Listen up!
000155.
Before lunch, buy as much as you have.
What's more, sell out on Wednesday.
OK? "
Colleagues immediately took out their mobile phones and began to operate them in a hurry.
Of course, there are still a few colleagues like Pengpeng who are pseudo-stock gods who have doubts: "It has been sideways for more than a month, and there is neither trading volume nor relevant news bonuses.
It can't be made up to deceive our little red flower, right? "
"That's right. If he said something about Moutai, I would still believe it. It's hard to say about this stock that I've never heard of."
"Are you really planning to go bankrupt and put your money on it? I feel a little precarious?"
"Old Yan, this guy doesn't usually speculate in stocks at all. What he said, tsk tsk, I suggest reconsidering."
……
Of course, there are more positive voices: "Did you see the name of the stock?
Chuaneng Power!
Where are you from?People from Shu Province!
At first glance, it is a company in his hometown, and it is normal to have some inside information.
Don't be suspicious, I'm afraid you won't be able to get on the bus if it's too late! "
Hanhan pouted, squeezed through the dense crowd to his side, tugged at his sleeve, and whispered into his ear: "Brother Yan, I haven't opened an account, what should I do?"
He smiled, and put his mouth back to her ear: "Then I'll put 50 in for you, and you will get all the money raised, okay?"
Hanhan jumped up excitedly and shouted: "Long live!"
Although she didn't know how much money could be raised, she was of course very happy to get it for nothing.
"Students," Cao head jumped off the stage with a microphone, walked into the noisy crowd, and commanded, "According to Classes [-], [-], and [-], each class should stand in two columns. Stand up immediately!"
Everyone whispered to each other while standing in a line sparsely.
Cao's big head carefully counted the rose stickers in each class.
The second class is undoubtedly the champion.
The runner-up is class one, because Mr. Yang posted a card for himself.
"Mr. Yang, don't you believe Brother Yan?" Hanhan asked in disbelief with his eyes wide open.
"Hehe, I believe it. It's just that my small coffers are covered, and I can't spare bullets." Mr. Yang replied regretfully.
Luo Dui poked Yanxi's waist behind him and asked, "Congratulations, you can choose the teacher first.
I don't know which beauty brand you will turn to? "
His label in her heart has long been a little flawed, and she must not let her look down on him at this moment!
"Principal Cao! Our second class is going to take Chinese class first!" He gritted his teeth and chose Director Han's class.
The male compatriots in the second class sighed, while the female compatriots applauded.
"Tsk tsk tsk, it must be very painful to make a decision against your will?" She covered her mouth and laughed.
For everyone's year-end assessment, Mr. Yang led a class to choose Wang Yi's music class without hesitation.
The colleagues in the third class are also very happy. After all, it is the cute sister Qin who is in class, and they can see sister Qin dancing up close!
If you post a circle of friends, won't you be hit immediately? !
Principal Cao paced back and forth, explaining the subsequent arrangements: "A class lasts 50 minutes.
After the first class is over, the second class can choose the next class first, followed by the first class.
However, the second and third classes are all in the afternoon.
Don't run around at noon, I'll wait for you in the cafeteria!
OK, now please find your classroom.
Let's go, Xueba! "
Hanhan said goodbye to Yanxi reluctantly.
Looking at the little skirt on her body, he was also a little bit reluctant.
Chairman Duan took the initiative to give him a high-five: "In the first round, you are temporarily ahead, but don't worry, we will catch up."
She was transferred from the army - she can be recruited, she can fight, and she can win if she fights - she has a deep-seated desire for victory.
Yan Bao also gave him a light punch: "If that stock doesn't go up, hmph, let's see if I don't beat you to death."
The students went to the teaching building along the passage on the side of the auditorium stage.
At first I thought it would be difficult to find three classrooms, but it turned out that it took no effort at all.
The sound of the piano in the music classroom filled the corridor, and the students in class one followed the sound and quickly entered the classroom.
There is a huge portrait of Chaplin pasted on the door of the performance classroom, which can be seen tens of meters away, and it is also very easy to find.
Only the Chinese class of the second class is a bit lost.
Twenty students wandered from the first floor to the third floor, and finally saw Director Han in the amphitheater on the far side.
"Mr. Han, you made it hard for us to find it." The students were so tired that they sat down on the stools at the door, and they were thousands of miles away from Director Han's podium.
"Are you sure you're all sitting there?
I decided to let the classmate who sat the farthest read a text to everyone first.
The text is not too long, just over 1 words. Director Han stood on the podium with his hands behind his back.
As soon as the students heard it, they immediately scrambled to sit in the front row, making the desks, chairs and benches in the classroom rattle.
Yanxi led Team Luo to sit in the front row near the door.
Not for anything else, the view here is good, in case there is any trouble outside the classroom, you can kill the generals as soon as possible.
Director Han was very satisfied with everyone's efficiency in finding benches, nodded repeatedly, brushed his hair, and said with a smile: "Actually, it's quite ironic for me to be a teacher.
As you all know, I didn't even finish high school.
Ha ha.
Students, don't imitate me, there are gains and losses, although I seem to be very successful, with both money and fame, but I have lost my troubles. "
Everyone was amused by Director Han's black humor.
In fact, it would be nice not to go to college, not like Yanxi, who woke up from the nightmare of the high math exam many times.
Sweating profusely, he sat up from the bed in shock and then wept with joy——Damn it, labor and management have already graduated!
The female students were lying on the table, listening attentively to Director Han's chatter.
The male students did not rest, and concentrated on looking at the legs of the female students.
Lecture theater, everyone understands it.
"However, I have published a few books anyway, and I will share with you a little bit of experience in Chinese, so I should still have the right to speak?" Director Han is very humble.
The female students kept saying yes and nodded quickly.
The male students kept chattering, their necks getting longer and longer.
Hey, it's all because the winter has been too long, and it has suffocated them.
Unlike them, Yanxi didn't look around, but just focused on Luo Dui's scarred legs beside him.
"Pig, can you listen carefully to the class?" Team Luo bumped him with his knee.
"Don't get me wrong, I think the injuries on your legs have more stories than Director Han's novels." He was telling the truth.
Comparing Director Han's novels with the hail of bullets she experienced, it almost confirms Director Han's own famous saying: Ordinary is the only answer.
"If you don't take the eyes away, I'll let you get a few more injuries, don't you believe me?" She hit him again with her knee, this time hitting a weak acupuncture point on his leg, causing him to cry out in pain With a sound.
"Hey, it seems that this classmate has something to say?" Director Han turned to look at him.
The whole class turned to look at him.
He couldn't get off the tiger, stood up slowly, scratched his head and replied: "Uh... I want to say, I really like Teacher Han's words, if there is regret medicine in this world, I will definitely get food poisoning."
So, does he regret peeking at Team Luo's thigh just now, or does he regret screaming?
"Students, give some applause, not only for him, but also for me.
I really didn't expect to meet my own readers here, haha. Director Han took the lead in applauding.
Yanxi sat down slowly amidst applause of admiration and envy from everyone.
"Pig, yes, I didn't expect you to have a bit of literary accomplishment." Team Luo praised in a low voice.
"Tch, reading some novels and casual books, what kind of literary accomplishment?" He laughed at himself.
"Forget it, of course, people who love to read novels are people who love life.
Today, you surprised me. Team Luo gave him a rare compliment.
Yo, there is Yan Ruyu in the book, so that's what it means!
(End of this chapter)
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