What's wrong with the fake daughter? Sister is still the god of gold

Chapter 114: Not Envious, Not Envious at All

Qin Fuyao entered the classroom as the bell rang.

Quiet, with thirty or so people concentrating on studying.

Learn, learn everything, it’s good to learn a lot!

Situ Jinghong was racking his brains to solve a math problem. Seeing the person appearing leisurely, he looked up and said, "It's almost time for class. Why are you here just now?"

"Don't ask." Qin Fuyao put his schoolbag on the chair and said nonsense: "I stay up late every day, it's easy to die."

"..."

Qin Fuyao opened the zipper of his schoolbag, took out two organized math notebooks, turned around and put them on the table behind him.

"What?" Situ Jinghong picked it up and opened one of the books. "Your handwritten math notebooks? And there are two different colors of pens. Amazing!"

As he spoke, he opened another one and muttered, "Why are there two?"

"Oh! The content of this notebook is quite basic."

With such efficiency, how can you not make money?

Qin Fuyao spread his hands and said, "The printing task is left to you."

"Are you printing it for the four of us?" Situ Jinghong asked, still flipping through the notebook with relish.

I'm convinced, completely convinced.

Li Yi heard the news and moved over with a stool. "What are you printing?"

Situ Jinghong handed over the notebook, "Look."

Li Yi reached out to take it, opened it and looked at it carefully, his mouth wide open.

It’s all practical stuff, no nonsense, and it hits the pain points.

The more difficult knowledge points have corresponding questions and solutions, which can be said to be feeding you with food.

Li Yi was filled with surprise and said in disbelief, "Fuyao, you... can even write notes like this?!"

Purely handwritten, no reference, so cool.

"What? What?" Tang Qingya also put down her pen and turned her head.

Li Yi handed over the notebook.

Qin Ruanruan noticed their movements and looked up with envy in her eyes. In the end, she suppressed the urge to join in the fun and continued to concentrate on writing the questions.

Not envious, not at all.

After reading it, Tang Qingya revealed an expression of admiration, and whispered sincerely: "Yao! Yao! You are my God!"

Neat regular script, clear ideas, and key content.

The value of this note is really beyond words. No wonder everyone likes to borrow the notes of the top student to observe and learn. It is really valuable.

For the first time, I realized the importance of a notebook.

Li Yi: "+1, he's also my god."

Situ Jinghong was sincerely convinced, "It doesn't matter, Qin Fuyao is a pure-blooded god, I am more powerful, I am a pure-blooded god of gold."

Although he is a senior in high school, it does not affect his 8G surfing.

He also memorized the Internet memes.

Qin Fuyao: “…”

It's confirmed! He's been screwed by the internet.

"Student Councillor, please ask in our class group if anyone wants this notebook." Qin Fuyao said, then thought he should add some conditions, so he said, "If anyone wants it, they have to pay 10 yuan for printing."

Things that are obtained too easily are usually not cherished too much.

These kids need some encouragement.

"Okay, I'll ask." Li Yi moved the stool back to the desk.

Then, he slowly realized, "Xiao Qun?" How did Fuyao know they had Xiao Qun? Enough, could you please share some of your intelligence with her?

Li Yi took out his mobile phone and opened the small group chat, and found that everyone was chatting enthusiastically.

Quite good at chatting.

"@李懿 @糖糖 I'm so impressed! What are you guys talking about? What are you guys talking about?!"

"Where are my spies? Where are they?!"

"Why didn't anyone tip off?"

"I laughed. I couldn't even finish a whole day reading this crappy book."

"It broke hard."

"I don't feel broken, but I do feel a little bit bankrupt."

"You're a little sick too."

"Why didn't Qin Ruanruan join their chat? Is it because she doesn't like chatting like us?"

"Are you polite? My name is Qin Ruanruan."

"It's nothing serious."

"@李懿 Speak up! I saw you holding your phone!!!"

Li Yi typed in a message: "Want to know our chat history? V-tip me for 50 yuan and listen to what we talked about."

The message has just been sent.

Not long after, six designated red envelopes popped up one after another.

Li Yi: "You guys also have money to get involved?!"

"Stop talking nonsense, get the red envelope and tell me!"

"Just tell us what we talked about, and we'll decide what's good and what's bad."

Li Yi typed out a short message: "Fuyao has written two exclusive math notebooks to help you improve your scores. Do you want any of them? If you do, you'll have to pay."

This piece of information caused the small group to explode.

"How much? As long as it's under a thousand, I'm fine!"

"Just don't exceed ten thousand."

"What's wrong? Qin Fuyao also wants to make money by writing notes?"

Li Yi was also impressed by their wild imagination, "10..."

"What the hell? 10k? Or 10?"

"If it's 10, isn't that a bit too dark?"

"If it's 10... can you guarantee I'll get 60 points?"

"That's a bit exaggerated. Qin Fuyao, can you come to my house and give me a one-on-one? That's not impossible."

Li Yi watched them gradually go crazy and quickly interrupted the spell.

Reply: "It's 10 yuan!!!"

"?? Hurry and give me a hundred."

"Okay, give me two hundred copies to support Qin Fuyao's business."

"Qin Fuyao doesn't plan to make money?"

"Huh? 10 yuan? How about 100? The price is too low, I feel a little uneasy about taking it."

"..."

Li Yi: "I want a chain."

There were 30 people in the small group, 29 of them expressed their desire, and the remaining one was Zhao Tongsheng, who remained silent and no one cared much.

In the end, Qin Fuyao's math notes received unanimous praise.

The students in Class 11 are more motivated to study.

Among this group of people, some study simply to enjoy being saturated with knowledge and to prove themselves; some study simply to follow trends, learning what others learn; and some study to enjoy not understanding anything, feeling a sense of spiritual purification...

In this way, the days passed day by day.

mid-November.

The autumn atmosphere is strong in Jinshi, and early winter is approaching. In the low temperature weather, everyone puts on their coats.

During the intense first round of review in senior year of high school.

The third monthly exam came quietly and ended quietly.

The monthly exam is over, which means the results are about to come out.

The results were released on a Monday.

Qin Fuyao, with her hair tied in a low ponytail, wore a light grey jacket and dark blue jeans, and carried two buns. She walked into the classroom ten minutes early.

Just sat down.

Situ Jinghong greeted warmly, "You're here so early? Do you think I can get a perfect score in math?"

He had devoted a lot of time and energy to mathematics during this month's study, and naturally had high expectations for it. However, Qin Fuyao didn't let him check the answers, which made him even more uneasy.

"We'll know when the results come out." Qin Fuyao sat down in his seat, so relaxed that he didn't look like a senior high school student.

suddenly.

Someone shouted: "The results are posted on the bulletin board——"