Returning to his senior year of high school, he went all in and made billions by buying at the botto

When Chen Mo returned to the classroom, it was during the break between classes.

He walked straight to the third row, ignoring the class monitor Lin Yu, whose face was full of schadenfreude. Instead, he calmly pulled out a chair and began to pack the books from his desk into his schoolbag.

Su Qingyan was holding a pen, watching Chen Mo pack his things in an orderly manner. A hint of disappointment flashed visibly in her cool, peach-blossom eyes.

"You... want to change seats?" Su Qingyan bit her lower lip lightly, her voice very low.

Although the two had only been deskmates for a few days, and Chen Mo had even been sent home and suspended from school for a week, this transfer student, who suddenly seemed like a different person, had already planted a seed of curiosity in her heart, which had taken root and sprouted wildly in the past few days.

She had never met such a special boy in her life.

Su Qingyan has absolute confidence in her appearance and family background.

From childhood to adulthood, the boys her age who surrounded her were either childish brats who deliberately made a lot of noise to get her attention, or bookworms who stuttered when they spoke in front of her and were so self-conscious that they dared not look her in the eye.

But she couldn't see even the slightest bit of awkwardness or inferiority in Chen Mo.

The scene of their chance encounter at the mall has been haunting her mind for the past few days, like a slow-motion scene from a movie.

Is the person who wears a bespoke, handmade suit and remains calm and composed in front of her mother, who is a leader in the education bureau, really the high school student in front of her?

"Okay, I'll move to right behind you." Chen Mo picked up his schoolbag and answered casually, "The homeroom teacher said someone reported me by name for using my phone in class. For the sake of the class atmosphere, we have to separate you, the delicate flower, from me, the bad student."

Upon hearing this, Su Qingyan's pretty face immediately turned bright red.

She could guess who reported Chen Mo for playing on his phone, but when it came to changing seats, combined with her mother's attitude in the mall yesterday, the quick-witted girl instantly understood the crux of the matter.

"I'm sorry..." Su Qingyan turned around, her eyes filled with deep embarrassment, "Was it my mother who went to see the principal...?"

"There's nothing to apologize for. Your aunt is only thinking about your studies." Chen Mo walked to the empty single seat behind her and sat down, resting his chin on his hand. "Besides, it's nice sitting behind you; the view is good."

A seemingly casual remark instantly turned the guilt that had just risen in Su Qingyan's heart into a blush on her cheeks.

She glared at Chen Mo reproachfully, then turned her head away, leaving him only with the graceful curves of her head and her slightly reddened ears.

After dealing with the minor seating issue, Chen Mo regained his composure.

There are less than three days left until the school-wide monthly exam before National Day.

In the stock market, China Communications Construction's initial holdings have been quietly established, and the remaining funds can be gradually accumulated later.

In the past few days, he no longer needed to engage in that kind of high-intensity market monitoring and micro-management. Chen Mo took out the stack of high school textbooks that he had neglected for a long time from his schoolbag.

The top book is for senior high school English.

Chen Mo casually flipped through the book, his eyes quickly scanning over the densely packed words and sentences.

In his previous life, he was a true academic star in university, standing out among the top-tier 985 universities and entering a top private equity firm after graduation.

His GPA is almost perfect 4.0.

Looking back at this senior high school English textbook now, it's like a max-level character returning to the beginner's village.

Those so-called "cloze tests" were as straightforward and clear to him as "1+1=2".

In just over ten minutes, Chen Mo finished flipping through the entire English book and casually tossed it aside.

Next up are mathematics and physics.

In his previous life at university, he minored in financial engineering. Those extremely demanding advanced mathematics, calculus, stochastic processes, and linear algebra courses had already honed his logical thinking in the sciences to a terrifying level.

For Chen Mo, who has mastered advanced university-level methods of solving complex high school math problems involving derivatives and conic sections, the solution steps can instantly form in his mind, without even needing scratch paper.

As for the force analysis and electromagnetic fields in physics, they are the most fundamental concepts.

"Splash—splash—"

Chen Mo flipped through the book faster and faster, almost reading ten lines at a glance, his fingers constantly tracing the pages.

Rather than saying he was reviewing, it would be more accurate to say he was reactivating the dormant indexes of basic knowledge in his mind.

Su Qingyan, sitting in front, was diligently working on her test paper.

Her brows were furrowed, but her peripheral vision kept being drawn to the sound of rapidly turning pages behind her.

She couldn't help but turn her head slightly and glance at him out of the corner of her eye.

Chen Mo was flipping through the "53" math practice book, widely considered the most difficult, at an extremely perfunctory pace.

While others take two hours to complete a test paper, he can turn a page in just a few seconds, without even picking up a pen.

"Pretending to be knowledgeable." Lin Yu, the class monitor, also noticed Chen Mo's actions and deliberately sneered sarcastically, "With a foundation of handing in a blank paper, and now cramming for the monthly exam, and flipping through it so fast, how can you possibly understand a damn thing!"

Although Su Qingyan didn't say anything, she sighed inwardly.

She acknowledged that Chen Mo might possess some mysterious charisma unknown to others in society, but in a school where intelligence and hard work are the only factors to be tested, scientific knowledge cannot be faked.

If you don't know, you don't know.

Chen Mo didn't have time to care what others were thinking. Since he dared to boast to his homeroom teacher and mother, he wanted to make a name for himself and have such outstanding grades that everyone would have to shut up.

For the next two days, Chen Mo completely ignored everything else in class.

On the stock market side, his personal trust account and 200 million yuan private equity account, without alerting any major funds, patiently devoured the cheap shares of China Communications Construction at the bottom using the order splitting system.

The position building was completed by the close of trading three days later.

Everything is ready; all that's left is the celebration of the good news announced after the National Day holiday.

However, near the close of trading, Chen Mo withdrew one million yuan in cash from his personal account's available funds.

In the evening, at the intersection on the way to the county armed forces department to report for duty, Chen Mo stuffed a thick brown paper bag into Wei Shan's hand.

"Brother Mo, this is..." Wei Shan clutched the heavy 100,000 yuan, his eyes reddening again.

"Be frugal on the road. Take this 100,000 yuan. Don't be stingy with it when you get to the army. Don't hesitate to spend it if you need anything. Eat more meat and get in good shape. Send the rest home and have Aunt Wang, the caregiver, buy some good supplements for your aunt." Chen Mo patted his broad shoulder, his tone leaving no room for refusal.

Wei Shan did not refuse. This towering man took a half step back, gave a heavy, albeit not-so-standard, military salute, and then turned and boarded the bus to the military camp.

After seeing Wei Shan off, Chen Mo looked at the bank card with 90 yuan in his hand. Of course, he didn't intend to squander this money on luxury cars and watches.

The National Day holiday is just around the corner, and he plans to use these seven days to go to the provincial capital to snatch up a talented individual ahead of time. This 900,000 yuan in cash is the fastest way to get in touch with him.

……

On Thursday morning, the two-day school-wide monthly exams officially began.

The monthly exams for senior high school students are strictly regulated, and all exam rooms are reshuffled according to the ranking of the previous scores.

Since Chen Mo submitted a blank exam paper last time, he was naturally assigned to the last seat in the last exam room—the legendary refuge for bad students where demons roamed freely.

The first subject is Chinese.

As the test curls were done, Chen Mo only glanced at them before feeling confident.

For Chen Mo, who had experienced countless realities of life and grand eras, reading comprehension in high school Chinese was as straightforward as plain water.

What struck him most as akin to being outmatched was the final 800-word political essay.

When ordinary high school students write essays, they often just pile up fancy words, whine without reason, or forcefully elevate their themes.

But when Chen Mo picked up his pen, what came to mind were the economic waves, great power rivalries, and changes of the times that spanned more than a decade in the future.

His writing style is seasoned and ruthless, his perspective on the subject is extremely broad and profound, and his words convey a powerful and majestic force.

This is hardly a high school student's essay! It's clearly an in-depth political and economic commentary that could be published immediately!

Less than forty minutes later, I stopped writing and handed in my paper.

In the afternoon, math.

This is Chen Mo's absolute territory.

He didn't even glance at the draft paper that was handed out.

He was completely unfazed by the challenging problems on function derivatives and conic sections that would drive most science and humanities students crazy.

Chen Mo finished the entire test paper in thirty minutes, and then simply lay down on the table and took a good nap.

The proctor knew that this room was full of poor students, so he wasn't surprised to see him lying down to sleep. Almost half of the students in the exam room were sleeping.

The next day, we had English and combined science subjects.

Having fought fiercely on Wall Street and in international investment banks in his previous life, Chen Mo's English had long since reached the level of a native speaker for simultaneous interpretation.

It can be said to be the easiest one.

Of the four exams, the only one that made Chen Mo pause for a moment was the science exam in the afternoon.

He felt no pressure with physics, mechanics, and electromagnetism because they are based on logic.

However, some extremely trivial and rigid knowledge points in chemistry and biology, such as balancing organic equations and cell division, which require rote memorization, have indeed become somewhat blurred after so many years.

However, relying on his terrifying ability to reverse-engineer logic and his remaining memory, Chen Mo still filled in the test paper at an extremely fast speed, losing at most a few insignificant points for rote memorization.

At 5 p.m., the bell rang for the last science exam to be handed in.

Chen Mo casually tossed his pen into his bag, slung it over one shoulder, and walked out of the examination room.

The corridors of the senior high school students instantly erupted in chaos, filled with the sounds of comparing answers and wailing.

"The last math problem this time was insanely difficult! I couldn't even solve the first sub-question!"

"I had absolutely no clue how to solve that electromagnetic induction problem in the combined science exam. Oh no, I guess I'll really have to go back to farming this time..."

Chen Mo walked leisurely through the crowd with his hands in his pockets.

When I returned to the classroom to get my things, I ran into Su Qingyan, who was packing her schoolbag.

She had a slight frown today, clearly indicating that the extremely difficult monthly exam had taken a lot of her energy.

Lin Yu, the class monitor in the front row, deliberately leaned close to Su Qingyan's desk and said loudly, "Su Qingyan, I barely managed to solve the first part of the last math problem this time. It was really tough. Hey, Chen Mo, how many days did you sleep this time? How many blank papers did you hand in?"

Chen Mo didn't even stop walking, as if he hadn't heard Lin Yu's nagging. He slung his backpack over one shoulder and walked straight out of the classroom.

This blatant disregard caused Lin Yu's face to turn a deep purplish-red, and his hand, which was raised in mid-air, froze awkwardly.

Su Qingyan ignored Lin Yu's boasting. She zipped up her backpack and, for some reason, felt a sudden urge and quickly walked out of the classroom.

At the corner of the stairs leading downstairs, Su Qingyan finally caught up with the tall and slender figure in front of her.

"Chen Mo," she called softly.

Chen Mo stopped and turned to look at her.

The early autumn sunset shone through the corridor glass onto his angular profile, his eyes revealing a story that was hard to fathom. This scene made Su Qingyan momentarily lose her composure.

"What's wrong, former deskmate?"

"you……"

Su Qingyan hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "How did you do on the exam this time? I heard you handed in your paper early for every exam, and even for the combined science exam, you finished almost forty minutes early..."

"You seem to be well-informed, paying so much attention to me?" Chen Mo asked jokingly.

Su Qingyan's peach blossom eyes widened slightly. Ignoring Chen Mo's joke, she continued to ask, "Can you make it into the top ten in the class?"

The monthly exam in October was a hellish difficulty level, comparable to a city-wide joint exam, especially the math and science subjects. Even a seasoned academic genius like her found it extremely challenging.

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow: "If nothing unexpected happens, I should be first in the class and in the top ten of the grade this time."

The air fell silent for two seconds.

Su Qingyan stared at him blankly, as if she had heard some unbelievable story.

First in the class?

You should know that from the time she entered high school until now, the top student in the science-focused class in the senior year has always been Su Qingyan, and no one has ever been able to shake her position in the slightest!

Even among the top ten students in their grade, this county-level No. 1 High School, a place teeming with hidden talents, is a battleground for the best.

Someone who was suspended for a week for handing in a blank paper on the last monthly exam and playing on their phone in class actually dared to casually say in front of her, the perennial number one, that they were going to get first place?!

"Chen Mo, even if you're joking, there should be a limit." Su Qingyan frowned slightly, a hint of pride rising within her.

"You don't believe me?" Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh as he looked at her adorable, defensive expression.

"Of course I don't believe it." Su Qingyan raised her smooth chin, her tone confident. "First place can only be mine!"

"How about we make a bet? Let's bet on this month's exam results. If I get first place in the class, you lose; otherwise, even if I get second place, I still lose." Chen Mo leaned forward slightly.

Su Qingyan's heart skipped a beat at his sudden closeness, and she instinctively took a half-step back, but her words were sharp: "What's the bet?"

"Whoever loses, treats the other to a meal after the National Day holiday." Chen Mo straightened up. "Choose any place, I promise I won't renege on the debt."

Looking at the arrogant young man in front of her, Su Qingyan suddenly recalled the scene of him in the shopping mall.

The woman's intuition told her that this enigmatic boy might just shatter her worldview once again.

"Okay, I'll take the bet." Su Qingyan took a deep breath. "But you'd better have your wallet ready beforehand, because I'm confident enough in my studies."

"I'm looking forward to it." Chen Mo chuckled, turned and walked towards the tree-lined path on campus bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, casually waving with his back turned, "Happy National Day, Su Qingyan."

Watching the boy's carefree and unrestrained figure disappear into the distance, Su Qingyan stood there, a gentle breeze ruffling her hair, and a slight smile unconsciously crept onto her lips.