Cultivation Shura Field

Xu Zhe pointed to a notice board in the corner and said, "Because your store has already marked the coaching prices. Beginners are sixty per hour, intermediates are eighty, and advanced ones are one hundred."

The price Shen Lan offered was only thirty yuan per hour.

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Chapter 39 039 Hidden Fragrance

2023-09-06

This billiard hall is opened by Shen Lan's father.

As the boss's daughter, Shen Lan sometimes has to look after the store. But this is considered working for the family, so she doesn't have to be paid. She can collect money sitting at the counter, but the system clearly marks how much money should be collected, so she can't take even a penny from it.

The only thing Shen Lan can keep is the money she earns from being a coach, as long as she doesn't tell her father about it.

"I even put the sign in the corner," Shen Lan sighed, "You have sharp eyes. You can see this."

What she meant by a sign was the billiard hall's coaching price bulletin board.

Xu Zhe: "It means you didn't put it close enough to the side. And if you put the sign next to the wall and turn it so that the side with the words faces the wall, no one will be able to see it."

Shen Lan: "That's too obvious. If my dad comes back suddenly, I won't be able to explain. Now, at least we can say that the original position of the sign was blocking the road, so we put it to the side."

Xu Zhe took another look at the notice board. In addition to the prices for beginner, intermediate, and advanced coaches, there was also contact information. If a customer wanted to hire a coach, they should call the number on the sign.

"Is that your dad's cell phone number?" he asked.

Shen Lan nodded: "Yes. So let's get back to the point, can you afford the coaching fee?"

"of course can."

Xu Zhe didn't have much money to spend, and the outsourcing compensation for the previous two months had already been received, so he now had nearly 2,000 yuan in his bank account. He also had dozens of yuan in change on him.

And after witnessing how this short-haired girl crushed Gao Xuefei, he also became slightly interested in billiards.Perhaps due to the change in mentality brought about by rebirth, Xu Zhe found that he could easily become interested now.

So the next hour was spent in one-on-one teaching.

Just over ten minutes later, Gao Xuefei couldn't stand the loneliness anymore. He came over to look at the teaching scene and said, "You guys can have fun, I have to leave now."

Xu Zhe: "Okay, goodbye."

Gao Xuefei: "When you learn it, will you play a couple of rounds with me next time?"

Xu Zhe: “No problem.”

Then Gao Xuefei left the billiard hall.

Shen Lan glanced at the tall man's back and asked, "Is he your friend?"

Xu Zhe was still lying on the table: "Classmate."

Shen Lan was a little surprised: "In the same class? I thought he was at least several years older than you."

Xu Zhe: "Actually, we are both in the first grade."

Shen Lan: "Then you are two grades younger than me... It's right for me to ask you to call me sister."

Xu Zhe smiled, but did not look up at her. Instead, he focused on the direction of the club. Now, he has mastered the trick of hitting the ball a little bit.

Just like that, several dozen minutes passed.

When the agreed hour was over, Xu Zhe paid thirty yuan.

Shen Lan reminded: "There is still table fees to pay."

Xu Zhe added another ten yuan.

Shen Lan smiled immediately: "You have great talent, come again next time! I promise that it won't be long before you can beat up your classmate."

Xu Zhe also smiled and did not comment.

Just before turning away, he mentioned another topic: "Are you going to participate in the Mathematical Olympiad?"

Shen Lan was slightly startled, then said: "Yes, this will give you an advantage when you go to high school, as long as you can get some grades."

Xu Zhe nodded, said "goodbye" and turned away.

This was how his first encounter with Shen Lan was. There was nothing special about it. He had never known this short-haired girl before his rebirth, so naturally he had no idea of ​​her later development. Although they had spent a full hour together, both of them focused on billiards, one was busy teaching, the other was busy learning.

When Xu Zhe walked out of the billiard hall, he couldn't help but shudder.

It was quite warm inside just now, but it was very cold outside. After all, it was January, when the weather was freezing cold.

He walked towards home.

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Xu Zhe thought that he might have been so absorbed in the new experience of playing billiards that he had forgotten an obvious problem: the lingering smell of cigarettes in the billiard hall.

So he was called by his father to stand in the living room. His parents sat on the sofa behind the coffee table, looking at him seriously.

"Did you smoke?" asked father Xu Guowei.

Xu Zhe shook his head: "I just don't like that stuff. I won't smoke it even if you ask me to."

Mother Zeng Jing immediately asked, "Then why do you smell so strongly of cigarettes?"

Xu Zhe hesitated for less than a second before deciding to tell the truth: "Because a classmate in our class invited me to play billiards. There was a smell of cigarettes in the billiard room."

The parents looked at each other, their faces still a little gloomy.

Xu Guowei asked again: "Is he from your class? What's his name? What kind of person is he?"

"Of course he's a bad kid," Xu Zhe spread his hands, "He's the class bully. But he treats me well. Whenever we meet outside the school gate, he always invites me to play billiards."

Zeng Jing: "The billiard hall isn't a good place..."

Xu Guowei: "It would be OK if you didn't smoke..."

When the two parents spoke almost at the same time, they came up with different statements.

Zeng Jing glared at her husband.

Xu Guowei waved at his son and said, "Come here, let us smell it."

Xu Zhe took a step forward: "Why do you smell it?"

"Open your mouth and exhale."

Xu Zhe blew a breath as his father asked.

Then Xu Guowei's expression eased a little: "Fortunately, you didn't smoke, but the smell of cigarettes there was stained on your clothes."

Zeng Jing's eyes widened: "What's good about that? A billiard hall is not a place for middle school students to go!"

Xu Guowei: "Going to play billiards is better than going to smoke, right?"

Zeng Jing took a few deep breaths, but didn't know what to say for a moment.

At this time, Xu Zhe knew it was his turn to speak.

So he said: "First of all, I have no interest in smoking. Secondly, you don't have to worry about my classmates leading me astray. I have my own things I want to do. You can see from my test scores that others can't influence me at all."

Xu Zhe's tone was so firm that it was difficult for Xu Guowei and Zeng Jing to refute or question him.

When I think about the surprises this child has experienced since he entered junior high school, from the bus that should have lost control and fallen off a cliff at the beginning, to his spontaneous action to study, and especially his ranking first in the class and top five in the grade in the monthly and midterm exams... As a parent, I am too embarrassed to question it anymore.

So Xu Guowei said, "Well, the results should be out in a few days. Let's let the results speak for themselves. If you can keep up this level, I'll go to the billiard hall and play with you."

Zeng Jing secretly tugged at the corner of her husband's clothes, but Xu Guowei had already spoken, and he was firm and resolute, with no intention of changing his words.

Xu Zhe smiled and said, "It's a deal."

For him, being able to play billiards is just an additional benefit. The key is to gain more freedom of movement from his parents.

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Chapter 40 040 Peninsula Iron Box

2023-09-06

The day when the final grades came out was also the day when the first-year students returned to school. Although they had already had a lot of fun in the past few days, the winter vacation would not really begin until today.

In addition to final grades, children will also have to face winter vacation homework.

Our school arranges that students will receive their grades in the morning and listen to the teacher emphasize matters such as winter vacation safety and homework assignments; and in the afternoon, there will be a class parent meeting.

The head teacher, Ms. Sun, went to the podium first and announced the final exam rankings. However, she couldn't help but look at Xu Zhe.

"This time, the first place in our class is also the first place in the whole grade, Xu Zhe!" At this point, Director Sun could no longer suppress the corners of his mouth that rose, "He got full marks in both math and English. Come on, everyone, give him a round of applause!"

"Clap clap clap..."

The messy but loud applause made Xu Zhe a little confused.

He thought, this is not the first time he has been ranked first in the class, why is he so serious today? But thinking again, since he got the first place in the whole grade, it should be in line with the teacher's expectations.

Teacher Sun continued, "Song Xingye is the second in our class and the tenth in the grade. The two of you have very stable grades. The top two have never changed. Hey, why aren't you applauding?"

At the reminder of the head teacher, applause broke out again in the classroom, but this time the volume was much weaker than that of the first place in the grade.

Xu Zhe paid a little attention and observed it.

Almost all the people who applauded Song Xingye were boys, and there were few girls. Even if there were a few girls who applauded, they quickly stopped after being signaled by other girls. From this detail, it can be seen that Song Xingye's popularity in the class, especially among the same sex, is still quite bad.

However, with Xu Zhe's intervention, at least Song Xingye's psychology was not affected too much. Thinking about how good the relationship between this girl and Tang Lingfei was, Xu Zhe felt a little relieved.

Rebirth not only changed the fate of himself and his family, but also allowed more people to avoid the original tragedy. Moreover, the fact that he was a reborn person was not exposed - it was perfect in every aspect.

"It is said that those who are good at fighting do not have glorious achievements." Xu Zhe smiled and whispered to himself.

Song Xingye: "What did you say just now?"

Xu Zhe: "Nothing, I'm just thinking about how to do my winter vacation homework."

"Winter vacation homework?" Song Xingye was a little confused. "Just finish it well. Any questions?"

As someone who has experienced this, Xu Zhe shook his head slightly and sighed, "Winter and summer vacation homework is the most troublesome. If the usual homework is to consolidate the knowledge learned in class, and the homework before the exam is to improve the specificity, then the meaning of this kind of holiday homework is... how to put it, I hope that students will not be idle during the holidays and will not slack off. So when teachers assign winter vacation homework, they will not be too serious, it is as simple as giving enough homework."

Song Xingye: "Don't you want to do your winter vacation homework?"

Xu Zhe whispered, "Let's not talk about whether you want to do it or not, let's talk about whether it's necessary or not. As far as I know, teachers won't seriously check your homework during the winter and summer vacations. At most, they'll just take a look to see if you've finished it. So, is it really necessary to do it seriously?"

Song Xingye was shocked: "If the teacher doesn't correct it seriously, you don't plan to write it seriously?"

Xu Zhe said seriously: "If the teacher doesn't correct it seriously, it means there is no need to correct it seriously. So, there is actually no need to write it seriously."

Song Xingye stared at him for a long time, and murmured: "I thought a good student like you would complete every homework seriously..."

Xu Zhe smiled: "You're too kind. Actually, if we talk about the word 'good student', you fit the definition better than me. To be honest, I'm definitely not as obedient as you."

Song Xingye: “Really…”

Xu Zhe: "Of course. For example, even though I just said that there is no need to do a lot of winter vacation homework, you will still finish it seriously, right?"

Song Xingye glanced at the head teacher who was lecturing on holiday safety rules on the stage, then retracted his gaze to his deskmate and nodded.

Xu Zhe smiled slightly and lowered his voice: "Then do you mind writing one more copy?"

In an instant, the girl's eyes widened and her face was full of surprise.

Xu Zhe continued to smile.

He has a lot of plans for the winter vacation, not only to mine coins on his computer, but also to have more exchanges with the technical geeks in the early days of Bitcoin. Because in the past two days he has discovered that it is not only Satoshi Nakamoto who created this virtual currency, but also a group of technical geeks who help maintain it and improve the code.

In other words, although Bitcoin has been born, some details are still being revised. Xu Zhe feels that even if it is difficult for him to participate, he should at least understand the technical details. This will also make it easier for him to mine, save, and sell coins in the future...

As a born-again person, it is not enough to have foresight.

Xu Zhe knew that because he had no musical foundation, even though he knew many popular songs in later generations, it was not easy to copy them now. Even if he copied them, he had no confidence that he could produce a musical product that would impress people.

More than two months ago, Xu Zhe had suggested to Tang Lingfei that she learn music, but considering the girl's temperament, Xu Zhe did not hold out much hope.

After struggling for a while, Song Xingye finally gave an answer: "I don't think it's okay to help you with your homework."

Xu Zhe: "Forget it, I'll think of another way."

But at this time, Song Xingye added: "I can't help you write, but if you have any questions when you are doing your winter vacation homework, you can ask me."

This made Xu Zhe want to laugh. He was the top student in the grade and his grades were better than hers. Why did she think... Wait!