My system automatically adds money

You can search for "My System Automatically Add Money to Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!On September 1, the sun was still shining, but the blue sky was more fragmented with white clouds than yesterday.

In the squad leader election last night, some people were happy and some were worried, and the gap between Zhang Fan's bedroom was even deeper.

Just like the Grand Canyon of East Africa, it will only get deeper and wider in the foreseeable future.

But today this canyon is covered by another thing on its surface, that is learning.

From a few months of looseness during the summer vacation to the intense study, the teacher only left one night for the students to adjust their thinking and attitude.

In the morning self-study before the first class, the Chinese teacher began to let everyone read the text to be studied today.

If the loose military training made some students feel contemptuous of this prestigious school, then after the first day, he would agree that Chengdu Seventh Middle School is worthy of its name.

There are nine subjects including Chinese, Mathematics, English, Physics, Chemistry, Biology, History, Geography and Politics. Zhang Fan and the others have studied six subjects today.

After each subject enters the classroom, they usually only ask two questions before the formal class.

"Who is the monitor?"

"Who wants to be the representative of the department?"

There are exceptions. The physics teacher and the English teacher asked "Who is Jiang Lanqing?".

After the bell rang for the second night of the self-study get out of class in the evening, watching the back of the chemistry teacher away, Jiang Lanqing tugged at the knuckles of his fingers and put his head on the desk, watching Zhang Fan sigh.

"so tired!"

Then he asked Zhang Fan in a low voice, "Will you go to the cafeteria for dinner?"

"Go!" Zhang Fan answered after yawning.

The last time he studied so seriously was before the high school entrance examination, and today the teachers told the students a truth.

"You are already students who are going to take the college entrance examination."

After confirming the problem of eating, Jiang Lanqing straightened his waist again, and took out the math workbook from the neat mountain of books at the top right of the desk to start homework.

Now that she has said that she wants to take the first grade test and get a perfect score in mathematics, she will definitely achieve this goal.

Zhang Fan is also preparing to do math problems. He can no longer take mathematics in high school as lightly as he did in junior high school, otherwise there will be no good fruit.

He remembered this lesson deeply.

When he was just preparing to do the question, he felt that someone was poking his back with his finger, and he didn't need to think about it.

Lilac held a notebook with a cover of violet flowers in his hand. Seeing Zhang Fan turned his head and looked at him, he immediately asked, "Who will pay the off-get off work fee? Who will keep it?"

"I'm here to collect the money, you just need to write down the detailed expenses." Zhang Fan replied.

He would not push this kind of drudgery on others, and if he accidentally loses it, it will also cause a great burden to students of this age.

"I've already remembered it. I spent 103 yuan on shopping today, which Zhang Fan paid in advance." Ding Xiang put the page she remembered upright in front of Zhang Fan's eyes, and said triumphantly.

"You can't do this. Write it like this. Give it to me."

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, he took the notebook from Dingxiang and turned the notebook to the next page, remembering and recording at the same time.

"Time: September 1, 2009."

"Two trash cans, purchased from the school supermarket, the unit price is 10 yuan, and the total is 20 yuan."

"Two large brooms, purchased at the Meijia supermarket at the entrance of the school, the unit price is 13 yuan, and the total is 26 yuan."

...

"The total expenditure is 103 yuan, and the income is 0 yuan."

After Zhang Fan finished writing, he returned the notebook to Dingxiang, and said: "In the future, keep the account like this, and every pen must be recorded clearly, and it will be announced at that time."

"Oh, got it." Lixiang nodded.

He smiled at Zhang Fan and said, "Thank you for teaching me this."

"Don't be so polite in the future, everyone is classmates." Zhang Fan said seriously, turning around after seeing Dingxiang nodding.

Picking up his math workbook, I saw an extra line of words written in pencil.

"I knew I was running for squad leader."

"Old altar vinegar."

Zhang Fan used a pencil in Jiang Lanqing's hand to add a sentence behind.

Jiang Lanqing stared at what he wrote, bulging his cheeks, and then took the eraser to erase both lines.

As a result, when he was in math class the next day, Ju Minghong took a deep look at Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing.

After class, they called the two to her office, pointed to the dialogue in Zhang Fan's math workbook and said: "Can you two sit together and concentrate on studying? If not, I will let you change positions?"

Seeing Ju Minghong's serious expression and stern tone, Zhang Fan quickly promised: "Teacher Ju, don't worry, it won't be like this in the future."

Zhang Fan's good confession made Ju Minghong's face lighten, and he looked at Jiang Lanqing and asked, "What about you."

"Teacher Ju, I was wrong. I promise that there won't be another time." Jiang Lanqing immediately admitted his mistake.

"You guys, I hope I can do what I say." Ju Minghong pretended to sigh, feeling a little proud in her heart.

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When the eccentricity was resolved, she brought up the business, and first told Zhang Fan: "You have to keep the class fee. A few thousand dollars is not a small amount. If you lose it, tell me immediately, don’t hide yourself. solve."

"understand."

"In addition, the school has to customize school uniforms. It costs 300 yuan per person. You and Dingxiang will count the specific data. This time, you can't steal the tricks like the last time."

The handwriting difference between Jiang Lanqing and Zhang Fan is still a bit big, and Ju Minghong also knows that the paper was counted by Zhang Fan.

"Don't worry." Zhang Fan nodded and agreed.

"Teacher Ju, is the uniform of our school the same as the school opposite?" Jiang Lanqing interjected in.

Yesterday afternoon, Xiao Yue asked her to meet Zhang Fan.

When the three were eating skewers together, Xiao Yue proudly told Jiang Lanqing about their school uniforms.

"Our school uniform is a sailor suit and pleated skirt, similar to Dongying's."

As a girl who likes anime, this really makes Jiang Lanqing envious, so she also has a little fantasy about her school uniform.

Only in the next second, her illusions were disillusioned. Ju Minghong glared at Jiang Lanqing and said angrily: "Did you come to study or fall in love at school? What do you care about school uniforms?

Hearing this, Jiang Lanqing's heart was cold, and her head suddenly fell into frustration.

After Zhang Fan quietly kicked her shoes, he replied, "I came to study."

Ju Minghong looked at her champion student, she looked good in all school uniforms.

He glanced at Zhang Fan who was standing next to her again. The two were studying and falling in love.

Ju Minghong saw Zhang Fan's small movements just now.

When the second thing was finished, Ju Minghong remembered the most important thing, looked up at Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing and asked: "You two are going to choose liberal arts or science."

"liberal arts."

"science."

This time, Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing gave completely different answers.

Jiang Lanqing looked at Zhang Fan and couldn't help kicking him.

"What are you doing in liberal arts? How boring."

Naturally, Zhang Fan wouldn't say that he still thinks of Bai Xue. From now on, it will be the liberal arts himself who will continue to coach her.

I had to pretend to grab my hair, and said with a smile: "Student Jiang Lanqing, you are prejudiced, and liberal arts are also very interesting."

Ju Minghong watched the two of them flirting and scolded, rubbed his brows, and vomited a long sigh of air pressure to suppress the idea of ​​teaching them. Then he said: "You two decide whether you are a liberal arts or a science, and then tell I."

Fearing that the two might not take it seriously, she also added a sentence in an emphatic tone.

"This is important."

If they choose liberal arts, Ju Minghong will be very disappointed, and she will have to call their parents to communicate with them.

After hearing the preparation bell ringing, Ju Minghong waved to Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing.

"Hurry back to the classroom, don't be late."

Before Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing left, she suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, the current course is very simple. You should go to the Mathematical Olympiad and take the time to buy some related books in the bookstore."

On the first day of school, she discovered that these two students are good seedlings of reading, both in memory and logical thinking.

So I wanted to let them participate in the National Olympiad in the future, so I just said this.

When Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing walked into the classroom, most of the people's eyes were on their faces, wanting to catch a clue from their expressions.

After Wei Weibo saw Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing both expressionless, a gloating smile appeared on their faces, guessing that they were called to the office by the head teacher to warn them.

"Teach you to show affection, so I will be criticized!"

Seeing the mockery on Wei Weibo's face, Zhang Fan suddenly felt how annoying this person was!

"Damn, really a villain."

When he moved his gaze to his desk, there was an extra workbook on it, with a sentence written by Jiang Lanqing, written with a gel pen.

"I want to choose science."

Zhang Fan picked up a gel pen and wrote very slowly.

"I want to choose liberal arts."

He never worried about Jiang Lanqing's grades, but Bai Xue's grades he could not rest assured.

Jiang Lanqing took back his notebook, tore off the page, and then whispered to Zhang Fan, "If you really want to choose a liberal arts, I will choose a liberal arts."

Maybe Jiang Lanqing's voice was very small, and Zhang Fan didn't seem to hear this sentence.

He didn't answer the call, just looked up at the sky outside the window.

The blue sky and white clouds, they clearly look like one, but they are clearly defined.