Chapter 1225 Underground Bank
Chapter 1225 Underground Bank
After a week of classes, we finally had some free time. Those who studied well continued to study well, and those who did not study well continued to spend their days there. School is like this, repeating over and over again, and the days passed quickly. No one knew what their goals were, or where they were going. After all, we still have a year to officially graduate, and there is no need to waste time here. Maybe we can graduate early and go to work in a factory, but we don’t think it’s necessary. After all, I still want to go to high school and college. Although I can’t go to high school anymore, college is still no problem. Although I don’t have a formal diploma here, or a formal high school diploma, it doesn’t affect my application. As for the college entrance exam, it's different here than back home. I haven't figured out the specifics, but when I think about it, I understand. Over there, you need a high school or junior high school diploma—at least one of those things. But here, it's different. Besides the money, the rest depends on your own learning. This learning involves more than just academics; there's a lot more to it. I actually hope to stay here forever. At least then, I'd experience a fair and just experience, rather than the daily routine of doing tests I imagined. Some people just aren't good at it. So, does doing tests really offer us much benefit? They say practice makes perfect, but these aren't really practices. At most, they ask us to calculate the correct answer to a problem. A poor student, given a problem, wouldn't be able to figure it out. A good student, given a problem, might not be able to guess the answer without hard work, but with extensive training, they can still guess the answer. This is what separates good students from bad ones. But can you really tell the difference between good and bad students with just one test? If a piece of paper could distinguish good from bad, then it would be incredible. But if not, what does the correct answer represent? Even if the screen is filled with correct answers, what can we gain or lose? The weekend finally arrived, and we began our holiday break. After arriving here, I found it so beautiful that I didn't want to leave. We found it truly brimming with goods, the shelves filled with countless items for us to choose from, but there was nothing special here. There were not only underground banks but also a large casino where we could spend money to buy chips, and all our goods were exchanged for chips. Once inside, we had to exchange our own money for chips. Money couldn't circulate here. Suddenly, I understood. It was like arriving here was a new world, a new world, with its own face value, its own currency, isolated from the world. But the only thing that was not isolated was that we could spend our money there. When Jiu Ye saw us all coming, he was also very happy. He invited us in and asked curiously if we had been looking for a long time. I shook my head and said no, thinking that I must have been here before, but I didn't dare to say it. I just said that after Yu Yuyan took the black card, she made a mysterious phone call. After the call, someone told us the specific address and we found it very quickly. Jiu Ye understood what I said and was also very careful. That day, Zhou Chuyuan and I were eavesdropping on their conversation in the room. We must have been discovered. We are not going to be arrested this time, right? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a chill down my spine. If that's the case, then I have offended a big shot this time, but we don't have any tricks to use. Now we are imprisoned and now we are in a dilemma. We might as well take a gamble here. Of course, we are betting money, not life. After arriving at the casino, I seemed to have no idea how to play. I lost everything after just a few rounds. I was so angry that I almost ran away. I was curious and asked everyone, "Who knows how to play?" Seeing the boys playing with ease, I looked at Zhou Chuyuan and said, "Brother Hao, teach me!" Zhou Chuyuan looked a little helpless, but nodded slightly. Then he taught me step by step and asked me to collect all the chips. I was grinning from ear to ear as I collected the chips. After just a few minutes of playing, he had already made a lot of money. Jiu Ye also frowned slightly, thinking that this person really had played the game! But after a while, his eyebrows opened up, and a charming woman sat on his lap.
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