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Listening to the alarm, Zhang Yu raised his head from the table in a daze.

Looking at the exercise book under her, well, she knew that the original owner must have stayed up late to study the questions again.

He picked up his phone and looked at the time. Fortunately, the original owner had not yet reached the turning point in his life. There was still a month left before he could return to his wealthy family.

I stood up and yawned. After thinking for a moment, I picked up my mobile phone and called my class teacher to ask for a day off.

As a senior high school student with fairly good grades, Zhang Yu knew that the teacher would not pay much attention to her.

If you can't get into a prestigious school, the key point is 985. Basically, there is no chance. If you are in 211, it's not a big problem. With a little effort, you can still get into a good 985.
Of course, this is also the reason why the original owner studies so hard. Zhang Yu knows that the original owner is really a child who studies very seriously. Anyway, it really makes Zhang Yu very stressed.

It's just that this kid is very serious and hardworking, but he's just a little overexerted and not very efficient.

Zhang Yu decided to adjust his learning methods and improve his learning efficiency. As for his grades, he would maintain his current grades very well.

Even if you come back to a wealthy family, even if your so-called parents and elder brothers and sisters are all academic masters, it is really not easy to catch up with Zhang Yu's qualifications.

Not to mention, they have enjoyed elite education since childhood. Under the guidance of famous teachers from all walks of life, they have really learned a lot, which is not comparable to Zhang Yu, a bumpkin.

In order to blend in and make her parents happy, the original owner in her previous life worked really hard to make her not a stupid daughter.

It's a pity that no matter how much energy you put in, the results are minimal. Whenever wealthy parents and brothers and sisters mention it, they shake their heads and don't want to mention it more.

Since there is no way to satisfy them, there is no need to forcefully integrate. In that class, is blood relationship important? Of course it's important.

But often the relationship of interest is what everyone values ​​​​more. It is true that Zhang Yu is the daughter of a wealthy family, but she does not attract the wealthy family's desire for marriage.

In the eyes of wealthy parents, her so-called biological flesh and blood is not as important as a fake.

The original owner would feel aggrieved and God was unfair. If it were Zhang Yu, he would feel that even a wealthy and underappreciated daughter would be better than marrying a scumbag just for the sake of marriage.

As for wealthy parents not paying attention to it, it doesn't matter. Just give what you have to give. Isn't it nice to be a happy rice bug?

Zhang Yu thought for a moment and dug out a past event from the original owner's memory, which seemed to be about the stock market.

If you don't recall it, just forget it, but now that you have recalled it, of course you can't miss it. ,,

Even if she returns to a wealthy family, money is a good thing, not to mention that Zhang Yu knows that the so-called wealthy family is not very generous to her own daughter.

It can be said that the pocket money given is really good according to the labels of wealthy families.

In this case, Zhang Yu certainly can't miss it, and when it's time to make money, of course he can't miss it.

I had asked for leave, and of course I couldn't miss it. Zhang Yu took his ID card, opened an account at the securities company, and then went to the bank to transfer the money.

After the money arrived, Zhang Yu directly exchanged all the money for a certain stock, "Okay, let's wait until the end of the month to get rich."

Zhang Yu knew that this stock was definitely a dark horse. If he guessed correctly, the banker had already collected almost all the money.

Zhang Yu doesn't know exactly when he will exert his strength. Anyway, he knows that there will be a fluctuation of one or two in the future. The current amount should not be the lowest point yet.

It's a pity that as a high school senior, being able to take a day off today is really good, and you can't run out often.

After opening an account, Zhang Yu stopped by the vegetable market to buy some food. Although apart from breakfast, two meals a day are served in the school cafeteria, but due to the cooking skills of the school cafeteria ladies, you really don’t have too many expectations, it’s just a full meal.

After my classmates go back, their parents will definitely prepare delicious food for their children so that they can get nourishment.

Classmate Zhang Yu, who is now an orphan, should not expect such treatment. She is the only one who comes and goes.

There was no one to take care of her. It didn't matter. She could take care of herself. Zhang Yu bought a lot of beef and asked the stall owner to chop it into pieces before going home and subcontracting.

At that time, I will cook one pack every night, and if I cook it all day the next day, I will be able to eat beef after I get home from work in the evening.

"Whether it's beef curry, beef brisket with potatoes, or beef brisket with tomatoes, it's all a great addition to rice."

Beef is also good for the body. Zhang Yu feels that it can definitely replenish the body and keep the body in good shape.

After getting home and stewing the beef, Zhang Yu took the time to do some sanitation work at home.

Having a clean and tidy home can make you feel more relaxed. As for some things that should be thrown away, Zhang Yu threw them away without ceremony.

When the neighbors saw Zhang Yu at home, they felt strange, "Xiao Yu, why didn't you go to school?"

"Grandma Wang, I stayed up late last night reading and felt a little unwell. I went to see a doctor..." Zhang Yu actually went to see a doctor just now and got some eye drops.

After all, she asked for leave because her eyes were uncomfortable. Of course, if she was acting, she would have to do a full set. Although she felt that the head teacher might not read the doctor's diagnosis, it would be better to do it if she could prepare.

Grandma Wang heard that Zhang Yu was feeling unwell and said, "Studying is important, but you should also pay attention to your health."

Zhang Yu hummed. Although the neighbors here had their own agendas, they were still very kind to the original owner. They watched her grow up and helped handle the funeral after her parents died.

Then they helped go to the factory to ask for some subsidies. According to them, although there was compensation, the children still had to study and go to college in the future, so the money was still needed later.

"Grandma Wang, I'm going up." Zhang Yu returned home and was ready to start studying.

"You need to rest when you need to rest, and you need to study when you need to study." Zhang Yu briefly checked the original master's learning progress and quickly made a study schedule.

When he arrived at school the next day, Zhang Yu saw a stack of test papers on the table, and his eyes darkened, "No way, there are so many papers."

My deskmate hummed, "It's really crazy. You don't even know that the big devil, Old Fang, actually said that even with such a small amount of homework, you can't compare with Rocket Class."

My deskmate looked mournful, "Please, that's the Rocket Class, who are they?"

"They are all people who can easily get into 985. In our class, even if your grades are acceptable, you may not be able to get into 985."

Zhang Yu admitted that his deskmate's words were not wrong, but saying that in front of her was a bit too much.

Forget it, it's better to be straight-forward than to have someone plot against you all the time. "Lao Fang is also doing it for our own good. We can get into a good university and be better than anyone else."

Zhang Yu picked up the test paper, glanced at it quickly, picked up the pen and was about to do it. After all, it was homework. No matter what, it would be done sooner or later, so it was better to be honest.

The deskmate watched Zhang Yu answer the questions seriously and sighed in his heart. It was impossible to expect Zhang Yu to complain. (End of chapter)