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Upon hearing Su Bai's question, Su Xing patted his chest without even thinking about it and said seriously:

"Of course! This is my only shop! Of course I make the decision! I don't have to ask anyone for permission!"

Hear this.

Su Bai suddenly laughed.

Su Xing's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

What, what's going on?

Why does he feel more and more unreasonable?

"That's good."

Su Bai said, staring at him, speaking in a longer tone, and said with a smile: "Then I want to ask you to do me a favor."

Su Xing: "???!!!"

What?

Want to help again? !

His face suddenly fell.

I almost cried.

"What, what are you busy with?"

Su Bai couldn't help laughing.

"Nothing."

He said: "The papers will be printed tomorrow. I'll get them and put them in Brother Su Xing's stationery store to sell them. Is that okay?"

Su Xing: "..."

Oh my God! No! It really doesn’t work!

Brother Su Zhe will definitely not agree!

Although he wouldn't do anything to himself, he would be frightened if a knife came over him!

Su Bai smiled and said: "What's the matter? Brother Su Xing? Are you unwilling? If you are unwilling, I will ask my second uncle. He is kind-hearted and will definitely be willing to help me."

"Or is this store actually owned by Brother Su Zhe? You can't make the decision?"

Su Xing: "..."

These two options.

He didn't choose either.

Is it done?

Su Xing quickly weighed in his mind.

If he doesn't agree to this, Su Bai will turn around and complain to his father.

He can get a bloody beating when he goes back.

But if you agree.

Sell ​​it in the store.

If he didn't tell Brother Su Zhe, he probably wouldn't find out.

"That's it. When the papers are ready tomorrow, I'll bring them over and sell them in the store."

Su Xing languished and said: "But, I have agreed, I don't care whether this can be sold or not!"

Su Bai suddenly laughed.

"Brother Su Xing, I knew you were good! Thank you!"

Su Xing: "..."

Why did he think Su Bai's smile was so insincere?

………………

Qing'an High School is an old high school.

The quality of teaching has always been poor.

There is no money allocated from above and no energy for research.

In addition, it has only been a few years since the college entrance examination was resumed, and everything is still in a mess.

They simply don't know where to start.

The first class today is math class.

It talks about some knowledge from books, follows the textbook, and adds some examples taken from textbooks.

After a class, the teacher didn’t teach much, and the students didn’t know how much they had learned.

Zhang Qing is a mathematics teacher at Qing'an High School.

During the third period this morning, he finally stopped.

Frowning, he stared at the students below, picked up the stick, and knocked on the blackboard.

"Zhao Datou, what are you doing? You are not paying attention in class. What are you talking about when you are surrounded by others? Do you understand this quadratic function? You are not paying attention at all!"

Named by Zhang Qing.

Zhao Datou quickly raised his head.

He is already twenty years old.

His family was urging him to get married, so he resisted the pressure and came to study for a year just for the college entrance examination.

As the college entrance examination was about to begin, his mind was still in a mess and he was extremely anxious right now!

"Teacher Zhang, I'm not distracted. I'm studying the topic with my classmates!"

Zhao Datou said.

"topic?"

Zhang Qing grabbed the textbook and walked down from the podium, his brows knitted into knots, "I'm not giving you an example? If you don't listen to my explanation carefully, what topic are you studying?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Datou took out a paper from the desk and handed it to Zhang Qing.

"Now, teacher, take a look, this is a math question. I heard it's a question from Rao City No. 1 Middle School! I did it and found that I can't do many of them! These questions are really good!"

Zhang Qing was a little confused when he heard this.

math problem?

Rao City No. 1 Middle School?

Take over the letter and doubt.

Take a general glance.

The more I look at it, the bigger my eyes become!

What? !

It’s really a math problem!

And they are all summative questions, covering a very wide range of topics, they are simply extremely comprehensive!

Some of the questions he couldn't solve at first glance, but those were the finale questions!

Zhang Qing understood the weight of this test paper in an instant.

His hands were shaking with excitement.

"Datou, where did you buy this paper? Why have I never seen it before?"

Zhao Datou said: "The Xingxing stationery store is right in front of our school! It costs fifty cents a piece! It's not cheap!"

Papers have a price, but knowledge is priceless!

Fifty cents a piece, although it is very expensive, but among these children who can come to school, who doesn’t have some family wealth?

They can still afford this fifty cents!

present.

Seeing that Zhang Qing was not angry.

Several more students raised their hands.

"Teacher, I bought it too."

"Me too!"

"This paper also has an answer! We don't know if it's right or not, so please help us take a look!"

Zhang Qing's hands were trembling now.

"No, don't worry, I'll take a look and then talk!"

he said.

He picked up the paper in his hand and looked at it carefully.

Regardless of the question type or the quality of the questions, they are all extremely high-level!

At least, I can’t solve this kind of question myself!

"Where did you buy this paper?"

Zhang Qing suppressed his excitement and asked.

Zhao Datou breathed a sigh of relief, "That Xingxing stationery store in front of the school!"

Seeing Zhang Qing still hesitated.

Zhao Datou said: "Teacher, I will take you there!"

Zhang Qing's eyes lit up immediately!

"to make!"

then.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Zhang Qing hurriedly followed Zhao Datou to Xingxing Stationery Store.

From a distance, I saw a large group of people gathered there.

"This math paper! Give me one! No, give me two! I'll give one to my friend too!"

"Oh, the college entrance examination is coming soon, and the teacher asked us to find our own questions! I'm worried!"

"Yes, yes, yes, this is the paper from Rao City No. 1 Middle School! I heard that the answer was written by the first person in the grade! It must be true to practice with others! We can also be admitted to college and take advantage of it!"

……

Zhang Qing was stunned for a moment.

"Are they all buying test papers?"

Zhao Datou nodded and said: "Yes! I saw a sign hanging at the door early this morning, saying that there are math papers for sale, and there are matching answers. The first place in the grade in Rao City No. 1 Middle School solved it!"

Zhang Qing's heart skipped a beat.

Then he shouted: "Get out of the way, get out of the way! I'll have one too!"

With that said, he quickly squeezed into the crowd and bought one too.

One hundred papers were sold out in one morning.

The test paper and answers are printed on the front and back.

Each one costs fifty cents.

Su Xing stood there, dumbfounded.

This, I just brought it this morning, and it was sold out before I even had a bite to eat at noon? !

So easy to sell? !

When the crowd dispersed, Su Bai was counting the sales.

As a result, I saw Zhang Qing sitting on the steps at the door, holding a pen in his hand and calculating carefully on the paper.

He was stunned.

I thought he was a student from Qing'an High School.

"This classmate, the paper has been..."

Halfway through the sentence.

Zhang Qing raised his head.

Su Bai stopped talking immediately.

He knows this teacher.

I met him several times in my previous life when I was selling clothes at Qing'an High School.

"Are you a teacher at Qing'an High School?"

Su Bai asked with a smile on his face.

Zhang Qing quickly stood up, patted his butt, walked over with excitement, and held Su Bai's hand.

"Yes, yes! My name is Zhang Qing, and I am a math teacher at Qing'an High School!"

Zhang Qing said, raising the paper in his hand.

He just bought the test papers and asked Zhao Datou to go back.

He has no class in the morning.

I simply bought another pencil and sat in front of the door to write the test paper.

As a result, the more I wrote, the more shocked I became!

This test paper was definitely not written by a teacher!

It must take elite teachers from each school to come up with such good questions!

He sat here and calculated for a long time, and found that his level was actually not as good as a student!

He even got several fill-in-the-blank questions wrong!