Chapter 4: People are poor

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In the afternoon, the class teacher’s class, the old class also mentioned the registration of the martial arts.
The situation in Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School is not too bad. In the past few years, Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School was also admitted to Wu Ke every year. It broke out once last year and was tested at one time.
Although the high school (4) class is just an ordinary class, it can be admitted to the Wu Ke of 5 people last year. Actually, two people are from ordinary classes!
This time, even if the school leaders who did not report too much hope for the ordinary class in the past, this year also paid considerable attention to the registration of the martial arts.
Regardless of whether you can get it, you can sign up and say that it is not a chance to sign up.
The high registration fee is the first level, blocking nine out of ten people.
It is necessary to quote a name of 10,000, unless you are confident in yourself, or no one is willing to fish in troubled waters.
So when the class teacher mentioned this, there were very few respondents, and several students with a little hope in the class catered for a while.
After finishing the registration, the old class finally said: "The students who apply for Wu Ke will organize a pre-examination defense meeting next Wednesday afternoon.
The school took a big price and invited Wang Jinyang, a student of Nanjiang Wuda, to return to the school to give a speech for everyone. Everyone should cherish this opportunity.
Students who sign up for Wu Ke will inform the school when they arrive, remember to dress neatly..."
The class teacher has been stunned for a while, probably meaning to show an attitude of attention.
The Wang Jiangyang of Nanjiang Wuda is actually a freshman Wu Kesheng. He was admitted to Nanjiang Wuda from Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School last year.
However, just the freshman students at Wu University, the teachers in Yangcheng No. 1 are very concerned.
At this moment, Fang Ping once again realized the difference in the status of ordinary people and warriors.
Chen Fan, who is next to him, and Fang Ping’s focus are not the same, but subconsciously whispered:
The school is really this time, and the appearance fee must be at least 50,000 to 60,000...

Fang Ping’s eyebrows twitched slightly, and he could not help but say:
Returning to the alma mater and the schoolmates’ sisters, simply telling some experience, but also charging?

Chen Fan laughed and said: "Of course, do you think that the military is so good please?
Wu Kesheng's studies are more busy than liberal arts students. We also have winter and summer vacations. They also have to make money on holidays and they must cultivate.
If you don't give money, who will delay the work of pointing someone else?
Even if Wang Xuechang does not accept it, the school will give it to him.
People will run out sooner or later. If you let these martial arts students give speeches to the school for free every year, once or twice, the number of times will be more, and this will be exhausted.
Now give a point to the appearance fee, but also to get a good one. Later, these Wuke brothers and sisters will make a head start, and the old ones will also remember a love.

When Chen Fan said this, Fang Ping understood it thoroughly.
Then I looked at Chen Fandao strangely: "I didn't expect that your kid would look very thorough."
Chen Fan is just a high school student. Some things are not thought of because of the differences in past lives. This guy is the door.
"what is this……"
Chen Fan smiled at some self-deprecating, shook his head and did not continue to speak.
Fang Ping did not continue to talk about it, but calculated that the military earned money is much simpler than the average person.
A freshman student, to the school to do a pre-examination answer, died for two or three hours, the appearance fee is fifty or sixty thousand.
Although it can't be treated as a universal phenomenon, it can cost 50,000 or 60,000 yuan, and earning a lot of money for one's parents can not earn so much.
......
At the end of the class teacher's class, Fang Ping took a few more lessons, and the afternoon school bells finally sounded.
Today, the school did not have a late self-study.
In fact, nowadays, not far from the college entrance examination, some students prepare for the martial arts, usually do not come to school, and they also go to stay free. The school attaches more importance to the martial arts students than the liberal arts students, even if there are not many exams each year.
And Chen Fan, a few familiar students, went out to school, at the school gate, everyone parted ways.
Along the familiar route in memory, Fang Ping walked all the way home.
Walking and walking, Fang Ping was somewhat hesitant. Although the world has many similarities with the world in which he remembers, there are many differences.
Is my home in this life still in the old place?
Even if the family is still there, my parents will not change people?
As an adult who is 30 years old, this is a sudden change of parents, and Fang Ping can not be exported.
"Should it not change?" Fang Ping comforted himself with a certainty.
The classmates haven't changed, the teacher hasn't changed, and it doesn't make sense for my parents to change.
Of course, the change is the best, even if it changes, people are still that person, the family environment is very good, for example, the next moment Fang Ping went home and found that his family was the richest man in Yangcheng, then it is best But now!
Or, your parents are the top martial arts strong, then it is even better!
Of course, just think about it.
I feel that Fang Ping, who is malicious from all over the world, does not expect it.
......
After more than 20 minutes, Fang Ping went to his home.
Jinghuyuan Community.
The name sounds good, but it is actually one of the few old districts in Yangcheng that have been in existence for more than 30 years.
As soon as I saw this familiar old community, some of the dilapidated old buildings, Fang Ping completely eliminated the mind of the rich.
In memory, Fang Ping has been complaining for so many years.
That is not the second generation!
From the beginning of the 21st century, Jinghuyuan Community has rumored that it will be demolished. The result is that there are rumors every year, but until 2018, Jinghu Garden is still Jinghu Park.
There was not much hometown sentiment. In fact, before this, that is, a few days before the rebirth, Fang Ping returned to Jinghuyuan to see his parents.
Today's parents are younger, this is a good thing, and there is no need to have too many complicated emotions.
6 rooms and 101 rooms.
Standing outside the door, Fang Ping did not knock on the door, took a key from his pocket and opened the door straight.
When the door opened, it was a small living room.
As an old community with a housing age of more than 30 years, the size of the apartment is not large, and most of the old houses in that year were small units.
Although the Fangping home is a two-bedroom, one-bedroom structure, the area is actually very small, about 60 square meters.
Coupled with living for so many years, there are many things in the house, and the living room, which was originally small, is more crowded at the moment.
Although it is crowded, it is not too messy. The small living room is cleaned up by Fang and Fang.
As the first floor of the old community, there are many shortcomings. It is easy to attract snake worms and ants. It is easy to get tidal and dusty. On the other floors, the residents go upstairs and the sound is often heard.
However, the shortcomings are more and more, the only advantage is that you can hoop a small courtyard.
And the old community like Jinghuyuan, the property has long been abolished, and other relevant departments will not cast too much attention here, and the yard will not be dismantled as a violation.
This is the case with Fangjia. In front of the living room, there is a door that leads directly to the backyard.
The kitchen and bathroom at home were built in the yard, and the original kitchen and bathroom was transformed into a small room, which is the room where Fang Ping lives now.
It stands to reason that there is no need to renovate the two bedrooms and one living room.
However, Fang Ping also has a younger sister who is in junior high school. A family of four people is crowded in this small house. It is really difficult to have a yard.
Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao appeared.
Fang Ping was squatting on his shoes and thinking about it. He listened to the sound of his sister's square in the small room on the right side of the living room.
"Fang Ping, you still have the courage to come back!"
The sound of the square is a bit sharp, but the square is only 13 years old this year. The voice of the little girl is sharp and not as harsh as the old woman.
With the sharp voice of anger, soon, the small room rushed out of the figure.
The head is not too high, this time there are some baby fat on the face, it looks small and round, and the look of the blink of an eye is not flattering, but it is more lovely.
As soon as I saw the square, Fang Ping had some itching, and did not ask why the square was angry, but did not say anything else.
Without saying anything, the familiar body got up, and the familiar cheeks slammed the cheeks of the little girl's flesh, and pulled a little hard to the sides.
In the direct view of the anger of Fang Yuan, Fang Ping enjoyed his face: "I haven’t pinched it for a long time, I finally got the chance!"
Nowadays, the little girl with a small face and a round face suddenly changed her face, and the meat on her face did not know where to go.
This is a very regrettable thing that Fang Ping has always been!
The round face of the meat toot was pinched to have a feel, and the good end suddenly changed the face of the melon seeds, and more suspicions.
Fang Ping is satisfied, and Fang Yuan is angry enough. When he shoots Fang Ping’s claws, he is anxious:
Mom, Fang Ping pinches my face!

In the courtyard, Li Yuying, the mother who is busy in the kitchen, did not return. She said with a smile: "Don’t make trouble, wait until your dad comes back to eat, and today I have done something delicious for you."
"mom!"
Fang Yuan was not willing to shout, and saw that his mother did not support herself, and looked at Fang Ping with annoyance.
Then, I remembered the business and angered: "Fang Ping, pay back the money!"
"What?"
"I still have stupid! Mom gave us 50 yuan, and said that you are half of me half, how can I get 5 dollars on my desk? There is money!"
Fang Ping’s eyes are sluggish, is there such a thing?
In this way, the total assets of 28 pieces in your pocket today, except for the meal at noon, are the other ones?
But this is a poor Fang Ping, this time there are 15 yuan left in the pocket, the big man can not be empty, no penny left.
Fang Ping, who had no money to pay attention, shook his head in an instant: "I don't know, maybe you have spent it yourself, look for it yourself."
"Fang Ping!"
"Calling brother."
"Give you a head, you know that bullying a little girl, Mom, you don't talk about him!"
"..."
The brothers and sisters made a few noises, and eventually the little girl was defeated, and her face was unhappy.
While Fang Ping was funny, there was some helplessness. This day was mixed, it was too bad.
Just for this little pocket money, the little girl was bullied into a look.
In the half-confident eyes of Fang Yuan, Fang Ping promised countless benefits, and finally let Xiao Shantou forget that her brother had just pitted her 20 yuan.
If you can't bear it, Fang Ping feels that he can still fool the remaining 5 yuan of this hoe.
After getting the square, Fang Ping entered the kitchen and greeted the mother.
When I was out of the kitchen, the most thought in my mind was: "A penny is a hero!"
Just a few words with the mother, Fang Ping remembered, this time because he was a high school, his mother to take care of him and Fang Yuan, only half a day class.
It’s not a technical job. Yangcheng is not a wealthy area. The mother’s class is half a day, and the monthly salary is only 800 yuan!
After one year, it was only 10,000.
I was originally prepared to open a question about applying for Wu Ke. As a result, I thought that there was no way to say it.
After licking his face, Fang Ping muttered: "Sure enough, there is no shortage of money..."