It's really sad to have no money.

When Roger thought of the 2226.57 yuan in his account, he didn't listen to the class well all morning. In addition, he kept thinking about seeing the bearded man at noon at the Academic Affairs Office, and he felt so harsh.

After still surviving the morning sociology course, Roger walked towards the Academic Affairs Office. When Roger arrived, several students were already standing at the door of the Academic Affairs Office with their heads and shoulders down. They saw that they were fellow students.

"Puchi-Puchi-Brother, how many points are you going to get?"

Roger was finally standing in the team. A young man who was too neat and too tidy winked at him, calling him brothers instead of calling him a classmate, and he looked like a social person.

Unlike other classmates, whether reserved or upset, the boy looked indifferent, and his expression was no different from queuing up to make a meal in the cafeteria.

"47." Both of them fell into the world, Roger did not shy away from the score.

Of course, maybe more importantly, 47 points are already his level yesterday. After redeveloping the two super-energy genes, Roger felt that it would be difficult for him to take 80 or 90 points now, so he would be a bit relaxed when talking about the score.

"You are awesome, we only got 51% of the multiple-choice dice roll."

"You won't be the last one this time, right?"

"Brother, you are not kind enough. You are bored. What's the last place with us?"

What? Take the last place? Is this last place or the honor not...

Also, what does it mean to be 51? 51 is also 4 points higher than me? Why does it sound like you deliberately want to get the lowest score, but in the end you are still higher than me. You are so awesome. You are so simple.

Roger didn't understand the logic of the neat boy.

"Well, don't get me wrong. I mean, there is definitely no chance for our first grade in the exam. The last one is also the first. If we can't be a chicken head, we always want to be a phoenix tail."

Roger looked up at the slogan "Study hard, improve every day" on the wall of the Academic Affairs Office, and then looked at the boy's neat and overly tidy appearance. No matter how you look, he looks like a well-behaved and sensible three-good student.

"Don't think too much. I just don't want to learn, and I'm not interested in fighting, killing."

"Or why my unsatisfied cowardly father, we're not even lazy to come to school."

The young man was old and wanted to shake his hair, which was not messy and tinker with a few times, but he didn't even shake a single hair.

"Coward?"

"That's right? Actually, he also thinks that studying is meaningless. He is just afraid that my mother is a doctor. So he lets me stay in school."

"My father told me that as long as I stay in school for a day, he would pay me according to the day. He would have fifty a day, and he would have to add ten more dollars when it rains."

"For the sake of money, we reluctantly agreed. As for studying hard, we should not even think about it. For us, studying is actually a business."

"Give your father's money to eliminate disasters for him."

"I'm going to spend some time and when I save enough money, I'll run away from home and go to Chang'an City to see the world."

When it comes to Chang'an City, there is a longing overflowing from the boy's eyes.

"Then, do your parents know that you are going to run away from home?"

"Of course he knew that the route he ran away from home was planned with me."

"It's not an easy job to slip away from my mother's nose without his help."

Helping his son plan his run away from home, hiring his son to school on a daily basis, and transmitting the idea that he has no bird's meaning to study, like                                                                                                           �

"By the way, I almost forgot to introduce myself. My name is Zhang Yunhai."

"Roger."

"Hehe, you have hidden your strength. I remember that the result of your martial arts comprehensive assessment is only a second-level warrior, but you have developed at least four super-energy genes..."

"Hmm? Can you see my cultivation level?"

Roger looked at the boy who was too neat but a little lazy in front of him in surprise. Generally speaking, developing super-energy genes is a trick to the inner consciousness space. Unless he shows it himself, outsiders will have no way to know it.

"Don't look at us with such eyes. If you grow up so old, who hasn't got a secret yet?"

"Don't worry, I'll keep the secret for you."

After Zhang Yunhai finished speaking, he even patted Roger on the shoulder a few times.

"Although you made me lose the bet with my dad, it doesn't matter. You are not an ordinary person either."

"My father said that losing to a master is not considered losing, that's called losing in the competition."

"Don't think about it. This is our family's secret recipe. You can't tell it to outsiders."

Zhang Yunhai suddenly raised his wrist and looked at the time, "But to be honest, it's really a waste of time in school. Fortunately, Mu Dahushou is also interesting, otherwise it would be so boring to stay in school."

"It's almost done, it's time for me to go in."

Zhang Yunhai finished speaking, and only the door of the academy office opened, "Please come in."

It's all the time, and I still use my watch to watch the time. This boy is really interesting.

However, it is normal to have some preferences. Although people can know the time anytime and anywhere because of the brain-optic computer, watches are also common accessories and are not rare.

"Class, can you do us a favor?"

Just as Roger was waiting for the boy to "wait for disposal" at the door of the Academic Affairs Office, a girl suddenly walked over with her twin ponytails, bangs, and a cute and charming face.

"I am from the Literature and Art Department of the School Student Union. I have printed some poster boards and publicity boards. I want to move to 305. Can you help me?"

"No problem, where is the poster board?" Before Roger could react, the boys enthusiastically agreed.

The boys moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed to the supplies office downstairs with the ponytail girl.

Next to the poster and publicity board, a silver-white martial arts girl with long shoulders was waiting there.

"You two, move this publicity board."

"You, take this stack of posters..."

"And you, take that horizontal bar."

The girl with a pair of ponytails skillfully arranged her work, while the girl with white armor helped her distribute it.

Roger picked up a stack of posters from next to Murong Wan'er with a little dull look on his face.

"Hey, you took the wrong one. I asked you to take the banner, why are you doing with the poster..."

"Forget it, it's all the same. Just posters, that classmate wearing a hat will take the banner."

After getting the supplies, the teenagers walked towards 305 together. Roger followed behind, trying to say something, but was embarrassed to get the wrong thing and couldn't find the opening remark for a long time.

His eyes had nowhere to put, so he had to gather on the stack of posters he had picked up.

"The 9th Beiyuancheng Middle School Student Intelligent Invitational Competition..."

"No limit on grades, no limit on ages, three to five people in groups, free teaming."

"The winning team can get a prize, with the first place being 3,000 yuan, the second place being 1,500 yuan, the third place being 1,000 yuan... and have the opportunity to participate in the intercity intelligent agency competition and receive a scholarship of up to 100,000 yuan."

This... Could it be that God also knows that I am short of money?

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!