Xu Zifeng hurried home, and happened to hear the conversation where the bald man asked his parents to hand over the house. He was so angry that he blurted out swear words. The bald head was stunned, turned to look at Xu Zifeng, and shouted: "Boy, who are you?"

"Son, come here quickly."

Chen Xuerong called out in a hurry. These people in front of her looked like gangsters. She couldn't let her son get hurt.

Hearing Chen Xuerong calling his son, the bald man's smile immediately turned ferocious, and he shouted: "Fuck, if you want me not to smash it, you come out with 9,000 yuan! If you take it out, I won't smash it, and I will leave immediately! But I can't get it out."

If so, huh, I’ll settle it! And your house, I’ll settle it too!”

"Keep your mouth clean! It's not that we don't have money, we just want you to wait for a few days."

"No shit, why should I wait for you?"

Xu Zifeng gritted his teeth and took out the mobile phone given by Fang Yun.

"Mobile phone?" The bald man looked at Xu Zifeng's mobile phone, and his eyes lit up. He is a person who knows the goods. This mobile phone looks like a limited edition high-end product. It is not the same as the products on the market. It is specially supplied to the rich.

The deluxe version costs at least tens of thousands of yuan, and it is worth a lot of money to buy second-hand.

The bald man couldn't understand why a poor boy took out a high-end mobile phone. What was going on?

Chen Xuerong was also stunned on the spot, and Xu Hu frowned tightly.

Xu Zifeng said: "I'll give this to you first. If we can't pay back the money in a few days, this will be yours."

The bald man took the phone, looked at it, and said, "Boy, you have the guts! I'll give you three days. If you don't have the money, don't take this thing. Let's go!"

When Chen Xuerong saw the bald man and the others leaving, he was busy with Xu Zifeng, "Where did this phone come from? Is it stolen?"

Xu Hu also stared at his son with a serious look on his face!

Xu Zifeng smiled and said: "Mom, how could my son do something illegal? Don't worry, my classmates gave me this phone for safekeeping. I will get it back after I pay them back in a few days."

Both Chen Xuerong and Chen Xuerong were confused. How could Xu Zifeng have any rich classmates? Chen Xuerong looked at Xu Hu. Xu Hu shook his head. He believed that his son would not lie to him, but he still felt that his son was hiding something. But Xu Hu did not

When I think about my son, the most important thing is the nine thousand yuan. I don’t want to touch certain taboos to earn that nine thousand yuan.

Looking at his father's sad face, Xu Zifeng felt worried. He knew very well that his family did not have the nine thousand in cash, but how could he help his family tide over the difficulties in a short period of time on his own?

Early the next morning, it was finally time for Fang Yun to check on Xu Zifeng.

Although Xu Zifeng was preoccupied, he did not miss studying. He memorized all night and finally finished all six notebooks. His head was filled with all the knowledge points, as if they weighed a thousand pounds, and his eyes also changed.

He has panda eyes. If his physical fitness were not good enough, he would not be able to hold on long ago.

He walked into the classroom and as soon as he sat down on his seat, he saw Fang Yun walking towards him with her schoolbag in hand.

When the students in the class saw this scene, they were no longer as surprised as before. They felt as if they were used to it. After being envious, they continued to read. After all, the college entrance examination was coming up in less than a month. Only Ma Tao, with the eyes in his eyes,

It's deep resentment.

Jiang Yufei said: "Madman, don't you really want to counterattack the school beauty?"

"What if I say yes?"

"Then you are definitely a lunatic! As a brother, I must remind you that Fang Yun's identity is definitely extraordinary. The clothes she is wearing don't look like a brand, but I'm sure that they are definitely not something ordinary people can afford.

You can wear it, so you have to think carefully about the difficulty."

Xu Zifeng smiled, thinking of Fang Yun's mother's attitude that day, Xu Zifeng said with a smile: "I am a madman!"

Hearing this answer, Jiang Yufei was about to persuade again, but Fang Yun had already come to the two of them and said, "Jiang Yufei, can I change places in the class with you?"

"Well."

Jiang Yufei was stunned for a moment and glanced at Xu Zifeng. He really wanted to dig out Xu Zifeng's heart and see what he had done to make the school belle treat him like this. The thought flashed past and Jiang Yufei hurriedly smiled and said: "Of course, no need to

Give me face and you can torture the lunatic as much as you want."

While talking, Jiang Yufei glanced at Xu Zifeng, grabbed a book, and walked towards Fang Yun's seat. Fang Yun asked Xu Zifeng to sit inside, and she sat in Xu Zifeng's seat, even though everyone in the class knew that the school beauty suddenly had an affair with Xu Zifeng.

There was an unclear relationship, but the school beauty took the initiative to change places to sit at the same table with Xu Zifeng, which still caused a sensation. The classmates all felt that the school beauty had completely degenerated.

Fang Yun ignored other people's looks and asked, "Did you remember everything?"

"Almost."

"Okay, let me ask you some questions and answer them. It doesn't have to be precise, as long as you can get an impression."

"good!"

Fang Yun did not turn over her notebook and asked casually, "What are the conditions for the generation of elasticity?"

"Direct contact, elastic deformation."

"Is glucose a reducing agent or an oxidizing agent?"

"reducing agent!"

Seeing that Xu Zifeng answered immediately and said it very correctly, Fang Yun flashed a smile on her face and continued to ask questions, cross-examining various knowledge points on English, biology and other college entrance examination subjects.

For Xu Zifeng, the morning reading class went by too fast, but for Ma Tao, every second was torture. If he hadn't thought that he could take revenge on Xu Zifeng tonight, Ma Tao would have been unable to hold back and face Xu Zifeng.

Take action.

The morning reading bell rang.

Fang Yun stopped questioning and said: "The accuracy rate is 60%, and those who have an impression can account for 80%. It takes three days to achieve this step, which is really good!"

Then, Fang Yun took out six more notebooks from her bag and said: "These are some types of questions I collected. They are not difficult and are very suitable for you. In the next twenty days, you can continue to familiarize yourself with those knowledge

Please click on it while doing these questions, and try to get more than half of them right when you encounter similar questions. This is not a problem for you, right?"

Fang Yun had already said that. How could Xu Zifeng dare to say there was a problem? He nodded fiercely and said: "Of course there is no problem."

"That's good!" Fang Yun smiled, "I helped you this time, and you have to repay me."

Xu Zifeng was shocked and said hurriedly: "No problem, just tell me if you can use me."

Fang Yun was amused by Xu Zifeng's serious look: "Well, my grandma is having her birthday, and I want to give her a gift. I saw you reading a book on antique appraisal that day. You should know something about this. Why don't you accompany me on the weekend?

Go shopping in the antique street and see what suits you."

"Uh." Xu Zifeng said in his heart. He was just an outsider in antiques, and reading books was just a mistake. But Fang Yun asked her to go, and he had to go. A man and a woman were shopping alone. It was not a date, but a date with the school beauty.

, only a mentally retarded person would refuse.

Seeing Xu Zifeng's hesitation, Fang Yun said: "Don't you have time? Just forget it if you don't have time."

"No, no." Xu Zifeng said hurriedly, "I have time, but you said it was your grandma's birthday, and I was wondering if I should also give you a gift."

"No need for that." Fang Yun smiled, obviously very happy that Xu Zifeng was polite, "Just help me choose."

"Okay, let's do it on Sunday." Xu Zifeng originally wanted to say Saturday, but when he thought about it, he couldn't think of it. His mobile phone was still pressed against the bald head. He had to redeem it, otherwise how could the two of them contact him? In addition, he had to go there first on Saturday.

Take a look and get familiar with it, so that you can fool Fang Yun the next day. Otherwise, it will be too embarrassing if you don't know everything when you ask questions.

"Okay, then it's Sunday. Wait for my call then."

After Fang Yun left, Xu Zifeng took out his book on antique appraisal from his schoolbag. He had read this book once after buying it, but he had almost forgotten it because he was busy studying.

Xu Zifeng blankly flipped through the pages of illustrations above. Under each picture were labels such as age and artistic achievement. What these really represented were dizzying prices.

In fact, some people who like antiques collect them because of their artistic value. Most people only study them because they think they are valuable, can appreciate in value, and can make them rich overnight.

Xu Zifeng himself is the same, but he has no capital to collect them.

The more Xu Zifeng looked at it, the more he felt emotional. It would be great if one of the good things above was his own.

With just one thing, not only can the family's current shortage of money be solved, but they won't have to worry about it for the rest of their lives. If they can catch up with Fang Yun, it won't be a problem for her to live a good life.

Thinking of this, Xu Zifeng suddenly had a thought and became excited.

That’s right, I was only thinking about the rags at home, why didn’t I think about the antique market?

What is the most important thing when playing antiques? It’s vision.

The so-called appraisal of antiques is often a matter of one thought. No one knows whether something is worth it until the last moment. It is like gambling. You will double-bend your eyes. If you bet right, you will make a fortune, but if you bet wrong, you will lose everything.

Ordinary people have nothing to do about this, but he is different. He has the ability to go back in time. If he goes back to three minutes ago after someone else's appraisal and buys it first, wouldn't he make a profit?
Chapter completed!