Mr. Bao and his son: Only use Stankang for hair oil

Chapter 90 The Stock Market
The bell that ended the exam was like a hammer hitting the hearts of the students of the provincial middle school.

Seeing the two invigilators leaving the classroom holding the test papers, the candidates present felt a little depressed.

There is no other reason. The difficulty of this academic test is too scary.

Except for the three liberal arts subjects of Chinese, History, and Western Literature, the average candidate cannot finish the answer sheet at all.

None of the three science subjects is easy, and most students cannot even solve half of the questions.

In addition to the answers to some basic questions in the front that can be seen at a glance, the questions in the back often have hundreds of words, and the conditions after reading them are the same as if they have not read them, as if they are deliberately making things difficult for the candidates.

Fortunately, Bao Guowei performed very well this time and solved many complicated problems in succession. Although he felt a little exhausted, his mood became very comfortable.

After twisting his sore wrist, Bao Guowei packed up the draft paper and stationery on the table and left the examination room.

As soon as I came out of the examination room, I felt an autumn wind blowing in my face: dead branches and fallen leaves were floating in the air, green branches on the big trees next to the school were swaying, and flowers, plants and leaves collided with each other, making a "whispering" sound.

Smelling the fresh air blown by the autumn wind, Bao Guowei suddenly felt relaxed and happy, and the fatigue accumulated in the previous exams was all gone.

There are three iron publicity boards standing between the No. [-] Teaching Building and the No. [-] Teaching Building.

This is called the "honor list". During important exams, the names of students with outstanding performance are selected and registered. They often stay for several weeks. It can be said that it fully mobilizes the enthusiasm of students to make a name for themselves.

Nowadays, the list is still blank, but Bao Guowei seems to have seen his name in the first column - maybe it is still No. 1.

The bell announcing the end of the exam was still ringing, and the students walked out of the examination room sparsely.

After a long and difficult exam, the atmosphere in the school seemed a bit dull.

Bao Guowei's examination room is on the first floor, while Class [-] is on the second floor. He is preparing to return to class, waiting for instructions from the head teacher.

As soon as he went up the stairs, someone suddenly covered his eyes from behind:

"Guess who I am?"

This is a relatively familiar voice - it sounds a bit mean.

“Xu Weiye?”

Hearing Bao Guowei's words, Xu Weiye immediately let go of his hand:

"Baozi, how many A's can you take this time?"

Hearing Xu Weiye's question, Bao Guowei smiled slightly - it is natural to be humble.

If you say that you are confident that you can take the Liujia exam, firstly, it will easily hurt other people's hearts, and secondly, it will appear that you are too arrogant, so it is better to...

"This exam is too difficult. I'm afraid I won't even be able to get an A."

It can be said that Xu Weiye did not believe a word of Bao Guowei's nonsense.

"I don't believe it. If nothing else, you can at least get an A in arithmetic and chemistry! I heard that you are also good at studying things, at least an A-[-]!"

"Then let's go to the top three."

While talking, Bao Guowei had already gone to the second floor.

……

According to the usual customs, students will undoubtedly have to correct the answers after taking the exam.

The reason is nothing more than to know whether I have done the question correctly and what level I am ranked in the class. Or maybe just for peace of mind, just to hear one sentence - I can't do this question either.

So as soon as he arrived in the classroom, Bao Guowei found that many students in his class had gathered together in twos and threes to discuss the academic test.

Someone found some blank academic test papers from somewhere, looked at the questions on the test papers and discussed them.

"What is the solution to the third to last question in this grid? How many meters long is this small wooden board?"

"The third to last question? Don't be kidding me, I can't even do the third question!"

"I'm even worse. I can't do the second question on the front, which asks for uniform circular motion and angular velocity. The condition of radius is not given directly, and I have to use geometric knowledge to calculate it. It's so disgusting!"

"I only finished writing about a dozen questions on the front. The difficulty was indeed a bit high. I finished the paper before I even had time to write on the back."

One student who solved more than a dozen questions seemed to realize that his level was very good among his classmates, so he started to show off, and naturally there was a burst of exclamation.

"The third to last question, I tried this question and it took me half an hour to solve it. The answer I got is... more than [-] under the square root."

The classmate wearing a white scarf and a black suit said softly.

This answer directly silenced everyone around him - what is [-] meters under the square root?
But no one around him really laughed at him, after all, no one had solved this problem yet.Suddenly someone saw the "Science King" in the class appear, and their eyes turned to Bao Guowei:
"Baozi, do you know how many meters the answer is?"

Bao Guowei looked at the question. After all, his memory is very good nowadays. After thinking about it for a while, he remembered what the answer he had written was:

"Four point six meters."

A small wooden board with a length of [-] meters is quite consistent with common sense. Considering Bao Guowei's level of investigating objects, the students all agreed that this answer was most likely correct.

"What about the last question? What is the linear speed?"

"Two times the square root of three meters per second."

hiss!Everyone gasped. The last question even had five or six lines. A rough count included at least two to three hundred words. How could it really be done?

……

Under the surprised gazes of several classmates, Bao Guowei returned to his seat, opened extracurricular chemical engineering books and continued to study.

Soon, Guo Chun came to his seat with a small reddish-brown candy man in his mouth:

"Bao Guowei, how did you do in the exam? Are you sure about Liu Ding Liu Jia?

Anyway, my task was completed. Except for Chinese and history, I wrote all the other subjects blindly. "

Guo Chun's tone was very relaxed, as if he didn't care about his upcoming marriage.

"Probably okay."

Just before school ended, Teacher Shen came to tell another chilling thing:
"Let me tell you in advance that the results of this exam will be made into a book and parents will be notified and asked to sign and take it back to school.

If you cannot bring it to your parents yourself, you can fill in your home address and the postman will send the flyer to the parents. "

As soon as these words were spoken, it was undoubtedly a blow to the hearts of the students who were already depressed.

"It's over! My living expenses are probably gone!"

"Why panic? You can sign it yourself or ask a servant at home to sign it!"

While the children from poor families outside the school are "earning a living" or even "earning a life", the life of students in the new-style schools is undoubtedly much better.

The only worry is the discipline of my parents at home.

……

Today it is undoubtedly Lao Bao who rides a rickshaw to take Bao Guowei home - he is already in his 50s, and he often suffered from cold when he was young. Therefore, his legs often hurt like a knife in autumn and winter, so it is naturally not suitable to move around frequently.

Although not long ago, Bao Guowei was somewhat unable to accept this kind of transportation that treats people as "cows and horses", but recently he has gradually become accustomed to riding in human-powered vehicles.

He knew that he had gradually integrated into this somewhat cruel era, this era of class separation.

"Has the family hired a servant now?"

Bao Guowei leaned on the back rail of the rickshaw, holding a hot meat bun in his hand, which Lao Bao bought.

"We recruited two of them and they are already home today."

Even in high-price areas like Shanghai, maids' wages are often only about two or three yuan.

Although Suzhou is not far apart from Shanghai, its economic prosperity is quite different, and prices are always much lower.

Therefore, there are naturally many people who are willing to work when Laobao offers a salary of two and a half yuan and includes housing.

Sitting on the rickshaw, Bao Guowei turned his head and looked at the surrounding streets and pedestrians passing by.

Inadvertently seeing a stock exchange, the bulletin board printed in white letters on a black background that US stocks are available for purchase - this made Bao Guowei happy in his heart.

If we talk about the stock market, the Great Depression in Eagle Country will only happen in the next two years. The economic crisis will inevitably lead to sharp rises and falls in the stock market.

Anyone who knows about the Great Depression basically knows that one day in October 1929, Eagle Country will usher in a stock market crash, known as "Black Thursday."

Of course, no matter how much information Bao Guowei has, he doesn’t know. He only knows that the crisis ended in about 1934.

Up - down - up again, no matter what, as long as you know the general trend, it means there are two opportunities to make money.

Bao Guowei undoubtedly has one more trump card. There is no rush in this matter. He still has nearly two years to prepare.

(End of this chapter)