Rebirth 90: I changed my fate by winning the lottery

Not long after the holiday, school resumed as normal and Ding Mo officially started the second semester of his senior year.

Ding Mo declined Yu Hongying's suggestion to transfer to the liberal arts class. Since the teachers were the same anyway, it didn't matter much whether she transferred or not.

Ding Mo had visited the two tutors that Lin Zhenghong had recommended to her and made a study plan. Both teachers would arrange Ding Mo into the class when the new semester started. After all, there were only 4 or 5 people in a small class, so Ding Mo could be arranged anywhere.

Therefore, in the second semester of the second year of high school, Ding Mo also had to take remedial classes two nights a week.

However, Ding Mo did not change classes. Instead, Wang Xiaowei followed her example and transferred from the science class to the liberal arts class 2.

Seeing that the two had a good relationship, Yu Hongying directly arranged for Wang Xiaowei to be Ding Mo's desk mate.

"Why are you running for the liberal arts class?" Ding Mo asked.

Wang Xiaowei didn't care at all. Wearing the flashy baseball cap that Ding Mo gave him, he replied in a very arrogant manner, "I'm going to study abroad next year, so it doesn't matter whether I major in arts or science. I just came to play with you as an experience of life."

Ding Mo: "Study abroad?"

Did Wang Xiaowei also go abroad to study before his rebirth? She really didn't remember that! Her last memory of Wang Xiaowei was that he inherited the family business and went to work in the business world, becoming one of the few second-generation rich people who surpassed their parents' achievements.

But even if he was studying abroad... he probably didn't leave in his third year of high school, right? And Wang Xiaowei probably had never changed classes before.

Could it be that her rebirth changed the life trajectory of others? Impossible, she and Wang Xiaowei were just friends, and they had no private communication except at school and during tutoring.

Little did they know that it was actually Wang Xiaowei's father, Wang Wei, a well-known entrepreneur and the richest man in K City, who went home after attending a parent-teacher meeting and told Wang Xiaowei about Ding Mo's rapid improvement in grades after changing classes. After hearing this, Wang Xiaowei couldn't help but become curious about Ding Mo. He remembered that when he was in the science class before, he didn't have much contact with Ding Mo, and only knew that she was a quiet girl. But now, Ding Mo's changes surprised him.

Wang Xiaowei began to take the initiative to understand Ding Mo's situation after she transferred to another class. He learned from her classmates that Ding Mo worked very hard in the liberal arts class. Not only did she have excellent grades, she also actively participated in various activities. Her learning attitude and way of thinking impressed her classmates.

Wang Xiaowei reflected on his studies in the science class and felt that he had never found his true interest and his grades were not satisfactory. He thought that perhaps transferring to the liberal arts class would be a new beginning and would allow him to regain his motivation to study.

So, Wang Xiaowei decided to transfer to the liberal arts class. He found his father Wang Wei and told him his idea. Wang Wei was a little surprised at first, but seeing his son's determined eyes, he decided to support his son's decision.

Wang Xiaowei hopes to find his own direction in the liberal arts class like Ding Mo and work hard to improve his grades. He believes that in the new environment, he can challenge himself and achieve his goals.

Then...it's hard to say whether his grades have improved, but his classroom discipline has improved a lot. Yu Hongying arranged for him and Ding Mo to sit at the same table, and it worked.

Ding Mo was very serious in class. Not only did she listen carefully, she also took the initiative to ask questions to the teacher. Wang Xiaowei wanted to talk to Ding Mo or do something secretly, but when he turned around and saw Ding Mo's serious face, he had to give up in the end.

As a result, Wang Xiaowei’s favorite thing to do in class now is to sleep. The problem is that his seat is in the third row, which means he is almost under the teacher’s nose.

Wang Xiaowei felt like he was going moldy. During breaks he hung himself on a railing in the corridor, hoping to let the sun dry him out.

The early spring breeze felt particularly comfortable on the body, except for the occasional strong gust of wind, which blew Wang Xiaowei's flashy orange hip-hop chain baseball cap directly onto the walkway outside the teaching building.

"Oh, Master Qi, thank you so much!" Wang Xiaowei went up and took his hat from Qi Zan who had just helped him pick up his hat, and carefully checked whether it was dirty.

He was still mumbling, "Hey, this is a gift from Ding Mo. I have to keep it well. I can't let it get ruined like this."

Qi Zan looked at his expression. He had noticed that Wang Xiaowei often wore such a flashy hat before. Was it a gift from Ding Mo? And Wang Xiaowei treasured it so much?

"Oh, was it given by Ding Mo?" Qi Zan asked casually.

Wang Xiaowei came alone and put his arm on Qi Zan's shoulder: "That's right, classmate Xiao Ding is very nice to me. She even brought me gifts when she went to G City during the holidays."

So, haha, why did Ding Mo bring a hat as a gift to Wang Xiaowei, while she brought pickled duck as a gift to herself?

Qi Zan couldn't help but feel jealous of the eye-catching hat.

Qi Zan shook off Wang Xiaowei's arm and walked away.

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Poor Wang Xiaowei, he was kept after school today.

The reason was that Qi Zan actually said that he had been recommended for admission and could tutor some students with poor grades after school. Of course, the teachers welcomed him with both hands and picked a few students with poor grades on the spot and handed them to Qi Zan. Then Wang Xiaowei, a transfer student from the liberal arts class, became one of them. As for his fellow students, they were all from the science class, and Qi Zan had no control over them.

Qi Zan didn't care whether he was happy or not. After school, he took him directly to the small conference table in the teacher's office for tutoring. Once the door was closed, who would dare to leave?

Wang Xiaowei has become a cooked duck and can hardly escape even if he has wings.

"Cheer up, Master Qi is giving you the lessons himself, this trip is worth it." said a boy who was also forced to give you the lessons at the same time.

"That's right, it's just a make-up day of class. It won't interfere with your love for your girlfriend." Another boy comforted.

Girlfriend, Ding Mo? Have these two confirmed their relationship? Qi Zan was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

Qi Zan resisted the urge to report Wang Xiaowei's premature love to a teacher in the office, and took the final exam papers of last semester, ready to talk about the exam papers. Wang Xiaowei didn't even take the final exam for liberal arts, so what could he understand?

But I can't be distracted or do anything. It's okay to listen to the heavenly book in class all day, but why do I have to be chanted by Qi Zan Tang Monk after school? It's really frustrating!

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Ding Mo and Wang Xiaowei did not share the same joys and sorrows. Because she no longer had extra classes with Wang Xiaowei and could not get a ride, she got herself a bicycle and rode it to the teacher's residential area of ​​the No. 1 Middle School.

The students in this geography class come from different schools, so their learning levels are very different. Fortunately, Ding Mo spent a winter vacation preparing in advance, so he was able to keep up with the class. It is estimated that it will become more and more difficult later on.

As expected of a famous teacher who retired from the No. 1 Middle School in the city, when he was giving lectures, he was already focusing on the direction of college entrance examination reform. After a series of explanations, Ding Mo benefited a lot.

It was almost 10 o'clock when the make-up class was over. Ding Mo took out her pink bicycle from the bicycle shed, turned on the handlebar light and prepared to go home.

A black mountain bike stopped beside her and she looked back.

"Ah, Qi Zan." Ding Mo called out subconsciously.

Qi Zan stared at her with his deep eyes, but it was dark at night and he couldn't see clearly.

"What is this?" Qi Zan asked.

Ding Mo immediately understood that this was a question about why she was in this residential area again: "I'm here for tutoring. Teacher Lin, your grandfather recommended a few teachers to me. I heard that they also gave you tutoring before."

As soon as Qi Zan heard her say that, he knew which teachers they were.

"Want to go back?" Qi Zan asked.

Ding Mo shrugged. Isn’t this obvious?

"It's too late. I'll take you there." Qi Zan said, and pulled out the bicycle that had just stopped.