With this deluxe one-on-one tutor package, Liu Chen had no mind to pay attention to the prizes drawn later, his mind filled with thoughts.
"Which seven teachers should I choose?"
After all the lottery tickets were used up, Liu Chen looked at the balance in the Swiss bank card. It now had over thirty million.
"Thirty million in cash. I'll take another two hundred thousand to continue buying Bitcoin. This batch of Bitcoin will be my own share. The rest of the money..."
Liu Chen sat in the leather executive chair, leaning back against the backrest, his hands resting on his abdomen, his eyes fixed on the textbooks on the desk.
Liu Chen suddenly remembered that he seemed to have never invested money in the stock market before.
He hadn't invested because he only remembered the general outline of stocks, such as Moutai rising sharply, bank stocks not rising for over a decade, and Tencent's stock falling below three hundred.
If he were to buy, he would hold it long-term, selling only before his rebirth.
Of course, if Tencent's stock ever exceeded three hundred, he would start selling in batches.
But now, his 87-level memory was enough for Liu Chen to recall the financial news that flashed by in his previous life and the stock trading stories told by his colleagues.
At this moment, Liu Chen's eyes lit up.
"While studying, it's also important to relax and play the financial game!"
As he spoke, Liu Chen recorded the stock market legends of 2010 in his mind.
"Hmm, Chengfei Integration rose from eight yuan in early May to fifty-two yuan at the end, a full sevenfold increase.
Guangsheng Rare Earth, from seventeen yuan in late May to one hundred and one yuan in October."
Then came the stock market legends of 2011...
When Liu Chen looked up again, an A4 paper was already filled with the legendary stock market stories of the next ten years.
Looking at the paper, Liu Chen solemnly put it into his system backpack. He couldn't afford to keep it in reality; if it were exposed, it could lead to his death.
Having been reborn, she didn't want to become experimental material...
However, after writing down all the wealth codes, Liu Chen felt much more relaxed.
He could finally start carefully considering the candidates for those seven teachers.
"Wait! Seven? Wouldn't that be my professional courses plus electives?"
Liu Chen, with his 87-level memory, instantly recalled the names of those seven teachers. He had to admit that Tsinghua University's strong faculty resources, in the words of the popular online saying before his rebirth:
The professors you meet in college might be the most familiar people with the highest social status you'll encounter in your life.
Changing the wording slightly, these seven teachers were indeed the most suitable for Liu Chen at that moment.
But Liu Chen had a personal agenda.
"Which teacher should I remove to make space for the henpecked Professor He Long?"
It's worth noting that Professor He Long held a significant position in their food science department, with his projects almost always having legitimate commercial value.
This was also Liu Chen's future goal.
To create his own product and reach the level of Mei Mei Chang.
After some thought, Liu Chen finally removed the English teacher.
After all, she had already taken the CET-6 exam, and frankly, English didn't hold much appeal for Liu Chen. Being able to converse and use it simply was enough.
After selecting the seven teachers, Liu Chen, out of caution, even opened the school's official website to verify their names and photos. Once confirmed, he then filled in the names of these seven teachers one by one into the registration form provided by the system.
When the last registration form was completed, the seven paper registration forms transformed into specks of fluorescent light that dispersed and converged in mid-air. They then spun rapidly, finally forming something resembling a crystal ball.
Before Liu Chen could get a clear look inside the crystal ball, he felt a flash of light. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a classroom.
The classroom looked exactly like the ones he attended in reality, except that besides himself, there were no other students.
At this moment, 'He Long' also walked in from outside. He nodded coolly upon seeing Liu Chen, then stood at the podium and began to introduce himself:
"I am your tutor for the course on food additives, He Long. For the next thirty days, I will be teaching you this course..."
Looking at the stern 'He Long' in front of him, Liu Chen almost felt like he was reliving his first visit to 'He Long's' laboratory.
Despite the amusement, seeing He Long begin his lecture, Liu Chen quickly sat down in the front row. But as soon as he sat down, he realized he had no pen or notebook to take notes.
As Liu Chen was thinking this, a black A4 notebook and a black neutral pen appeared on the desk.
"So magical... Ouch!"
Liu Chen clutched his forehead and looked in the direction from which the projectile had been thrown.
He saw that He Long's usually stern face had become even colder. Standing on the podium, he said to Liu Chen with a straight face, "If you don't pay attention, get out!"
Liu Chen, startled by the reprimand, deeply realized that the 'He Long' in front of him was not the same as the real 'He Long'. To avoid wasting these thirty days of one-on-one tutoring, Liu Chen quickly shut his mouth, sat obediently in his chair, picked up his pen, and started taking notes.
Then...
"Ouch!"
This was the response for answering a basic question incorrectly, and He Long had thrown a piece of chalk at him.
"Ouch!"
This was for failing to fully recite the chemical formula that He Long had just explained, and He Long had thrown a piece of chalk at him.
When the two hours were up, He Long finally left, carrying his textbook, without leaving any trace.
After two hours of high-intensity study, Liu Chen sat in his chair, his arms hanging loosely by his sides, his neck tilted back, and he let out a long sigh:
"Huuuuh..."
"Principles of Marxism..."
"Advanced Mathematics..."
After the last class ended, Liu Chen began to feel fortunate that he had drawn this one-on-one tutoring card when he had his 87-level memory.
It was simply too exhausting!
Fourteen hours of continuous classes! It was inhumane!
As soon as Liu Chen finished thinking this, a white light flashed before his eyes. When he opened them again, he was facing his familiar desk and the venetian blinds.
However, Liu Chen stood up, turned off the desk lamp, and pulled open the venetian blinds. The rare, bright sun outside cast warm sunlight onto the solid wood floor.
He pushed open the glass window, and the chirping of birds outside and the fragrance of plum blossoms in the air entered Liu Chen's nostrils.
Feeling the vitality surging through his body, he looked at the mobile phone on the desk, which showed it was six in the morning.
Liu Chen's eyes lit up, and he smiled, revealing his pearly white teeth.