Fight to the third generation

At this moment, Huang Zewen dozed off, opened his eyes in a daze, the indentation on his face was still there, and his yellow hair was raised.

Looking at the hairstyle, it is obvious that he is imitating Brother Haonan in Causeway Bay, and he has been reluctant to cut his hair.

look around.

The teacher is still in class, and the director of the school's academic affairs office has not arrested anyone outside. Everything is normal.

In a daze, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, and looked at his sworn enemy Su Yehao again!

For a moment, Huang Zewen's eyeballs almost popped out!

Not for anything else.

Just because Su Yehao was actually listening to the class, and he was holding a pen...to take notes! ! ?

Two Wannian crane tails.

The usual test has always been based on luck, to determine who is the second to last and the last in the grade.

Suddenly discovering that Su Yehao was listening to the class and taking notes, how could Huang Zewen not be startled!If I remember correctly, looking back on the past two or three years, today was the first time I saw Su Yehao taking notes! ! !

This made Huang Zewen extremely surprised. He couldn't believe what he saw with his eyes, and silently told himself that he must be painting or writing a love letter.

Suffering until the end of get out of class.

Huang Zewen stood up resolutely, took a peek at Su Yehao's desk, and saw the English notes on the notebook, which were neat, beautiful, and organized.

The second generation immediately became messed up, and murmured silently: "Your sister, you actually secretly worked hard while I was sleeping!"

No way, Huang Zewen had to be afraid.

Although he is ruthless, his father is even more ruthless. He used to be able to use Su Yehao as a backstop. In case Su Yehao's grades take off... Just thinking of his old man's belt makes Huang Zewen tremble with fear, and a severe beating is inevitable!

I really couldn't believe it, and looked at Su Yehao's notebook again. This time, Huang Zewen covered his eyes, feeling that the future was bleak.

Continue to mutter: "Death to the street! No martial arts..."

Chapter 8 Dead ghost... I am your Britney

Las Vegas hasn't returned yet.

In terms of curriculum arrangement, it is different from what Su Yehao has been exposed to before. For example, there will be no political class.

Find the curriculum schedule. Core subjects include English, Chinese, Mathematics, General Education, Introduction to Knowledge, etc. In addition, students must take three elective subjects. Music, Portuguese, or French can also be taken as the fourth subject. Electives.

I chose chemistry, physics and biology as elective courses before, which saved Su Yehao a lot of trouble.

He felt a little strange, the problem was how he chose these three before.

It's obviously not in line with the style of a scumbag. Apart from the reason of hypnosis to make him sleep better, Su Yehao has no clue about it for the time being.

After a short break, the second class is mathematics.

As Su Yehao's specialty subject, he is more confident in mathematics than in English. He used to get high marks even in calculus in college.

The math teacher who walked into the classroom was Yang Zibo whom he had just met in the corridor.

Just a few minutes ago, Yang Zibo tried again to ask Linda Yun to go out to listen to the symphony, but as expected, he was declined.

Seeing Su Yehao now, weird thoughts kept popping up, but fortunately, he knew how to be modest and didn't show it. He blamed his colleague Linda Yun for all his faults.

The best friend, Bao Yajun, was sitting in front of Su Yehao.

At this moment.

Bao Yajun turned around and whispered to Su Yehao:

"This four-eyed teacher Yang lectures too fast, and he always only talks once. I complained to my mother a few days ago. She asked her friends and found that other students felt the same way. Recently, they will jointly complain about him. Parents My mother is going to contact the association, you can ask your parents to sign it together, can you help me?"

As a buddy, Bao Yajun certainly knew that Su Yehao didn't like studying.

But don't look at Bao Yajun's open-mouthed and closed-mouthed Jianghu morality. His academic performance is quite good. Next year, he will enter the preparatory class of the University of Hong Kong ahead of schedule and start a one-year study. As long as he passes the test, he will be able to enter the University of Hong Kong smoothly.

Su Yehao didn't like to provoke these troubles, so he said casually: "Forget it, your signatures are enough. My parents have given up on me long ago with my grades, and they don't care about these things at all."

Thinking it made sense, Bao Yajun didn't mention it, turned around and continued to listen to the class.

next door.

It was rare for Huang Zewen to not fall asleep, and he stepped on the basketball and fiddled with it back and forth.

Occasionally, he secretly looked at Su Yehao, and found that this man who didn't talk about martial arts still had a calm face, lazily listening to the class and taking notes.

Rolling his eyes, Huang Zewen thought to himself: "It's strange if you can understand, pretending to be someone to see..."

The two have been fighting all the time, and they are not good at dancing and writing, and the families of both parties have had many conflicts in business, and they have often stepped on each other.

After thinking about it, Huang Zewen felt that Su Yehao might have been stimulated by the news of an accident at home, so he didn't feel like going to sleep. He was satisfied when he found such a plausible reason, and continued lying on the table.

……

It was rare to see Su Yehao listening carefully.

The person who felt that he was just pretending was the teacher Yang Zibo.

The two sides made eye contact many times, and Yang Zibo was unaware of the thirst for knowledge. Instead, he repeatedly reminded the math teacher of how embarrassing he was when Linda Yun rejected him.

Self-knowledge is the most important thing in a person. Linda Yun has actually expressed her refusal attitude very clearly, but Yang Zibo is obsessed with color, and repeatedly bumps into the muzzle, thinking that it is all her fault.

At this moment.

Yang Zibo overturned the jar of jealousy, stopped his lecture, and started teasing Su Yehao.

He said: "Young Master Su, you actually listened so seriously today. Could it be that your parents went to burn incense and worship Buddha in front of the Buddha, and it worked? Do you have any inspirations?"

Undoubtedly aimed at.

The students in the class suddenly burst into laughter. The notorious scumbag actually worked hard. Just thinking about it made them feel funny.

Su Yehao hadn't noticed Yang Zibo's hostility at the moment, and although he was a little upset, he still replied calmly: "It's not too late, the linear regression equation is understandable."

"Understand? It's not bad for Wen Quxing to entrust you with a dream at night. Study hard and don't talk nonsense. It's not good to delay other students' class!" Teacher Yang Zibo said.

Su Yehao was at a loss.

The dog beeped in my heart, thinking that I was listening to the class seriously today, who was I delaying?

Silently raised a middle finger in my heart.

The difference between the current class and the previous class is not only that Su Yehao has already mastered many knowledge points.

In addition, the more important point is that the teachers in the past were not afraid of eating public rations and initiating ruthless kings, and this kind of private aristocratic school, even if the students shouted "We will support you with tuition fees", it is reasonable.

Having a super rich parents gave Su Yehao great confidence and confidence, so his attitude was quite indifferent, and he didn't bother to be too serious.

Bao Yajun turned his head and asked silently with a smile.

This time, Su Yehao nodded decisively, expressing his willingness to sign the complaint letter together.

Retaliation should be done as early as possible, the power of the school's Parents' Association should be quite large.

Bao Yajun’s family got rich early. His grandfather’s generation was a black and white tycoon. People in the Jianghu called him “Uncle Two Guns”, and he is still alive. In his father’s generation, there are more than half of the old streets that can collect rent. Everyone has a bad temper, and he cares most about Bao Yajun's study.

There is also a cooperative relationship with the Su family, and they are mainly responsible for handling some problems such as collecting money and demanding debts to settle troubles. Su Yehao still has an impression of them.

He knows how to solve simple math problems, and he can go home and review books. He is too lazy to listen to this kind of teacher's lectures. Su Yehao found a few "Wesley" series of novels from the desk drawer, and read them with relish.

Seeing this scene, Huang Zewen was extremely pleased and satisfied.

Sure enough, the familiar Su Yehao came back.

Huang Zewen was a little at a loss for the strange appearance before, this is the familiar life, the familiar state...

……

Physical education class, go out to the playground to relax.

It is by no means as simple as running around the playground and doing free activities. Students play tennis in pairs, have equestrian lessons in the afternoon, and occasionally go to the miniature golf course.

From the university preparatory class one grade higher, a tall, fair and beautiful girl walked up, holding water, smiling, and shouted to Su Yehao: "Brother Hao, come and drink some water, let's play ball?"

Su Yehao saw the shorts and sportswear and carefully observed it... definitely a good shot!

Some girls are inherently charming, and the girl in front of her is definitely one of them.

Oval face, big eyes, straight nose, long eyelashes blinking, not as thin as Jiang Yu, but tall and well-proportioned, white enough to shine, enough to satisfy all Su Yehao's fantasies about young models.

Putting aside the bamboo pole, his best friend, he didn't even want to catch the ball served by the bamboo pole.

Su Yehao wiped his sweat, walked towards the girl, and asked tentatively, "Who is so beautiful? I was so shaken that I couldn't open my eyes."

The girl immediately pretended to be angry, and said in a low voice:

"Dead ghost... Who else can I be, I'm your little sweet..."

Chapter 9

This is a dead ghost.

Su Yehao's heart trembled violently, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Where has he seen such a battle.

It has been less than 24 hours since he became Su Yehao, and he has changed his mind several times.

I used to hear that beautiful women were taken away by the second generation, but now it seems to be true.

Looking at it this way, the previous twenty years were a waste of time, and people can really piss people off.

When the blood flowed back into his head, Su Yehao suddenly remembered who the other party was. This girl with impeccable figure was named Nangong Tian.

Her ancestors were petty officials who went to Treasure Island, but in her mother's generation, she came to the casino at a young age, and spent 30 to [-] years working hard to build a considerable family business.

The "Beauty Royal Club" mentioned by the best friend Zhugan before is the property of Nangong Tian's mother. Although there are other bosses who have joined in partnership, her family's assets also have over [-] million Hong Kong dollars.

Among the local celebrities who bought shares, Su Yehao and his father were included, so the two had known each other relatively early.

Only Nangongtian's mother was in his memory, no matter how Su Yehao recalled, he couldn't remember who her father was.

Look from top to bottom.

This little girl has a bumpy figure, and I don't know what this little girl grew up with, but she is so...excellent.

You don't need to say anything, you don't need to do anything, just stand here and look at someone, you can be invisible, your skin color is fairer than that of a white girl, and you can't pick out a trace of flaws.

In Su Yehao's recognized ranking of one big, four small and five female stars, Nangongtian naturally has a place.

This kind of innate and acquired temperament is not comparable to that of Jiang Yu, a young girl. It seems to belong to two styles. It is no wonder that Jiang Yu had a faint smell of vinegar before.

Can't control the salty pig's hand.

When taking the water bottle, Su Yehao scratched Nangongtian's palm with his fingers by some strange coincidence.

How could she not notice it, and she was not angry at all, but said with a smile: "I heard from my mother last night that some people spent a lot of money in my club to become a beauty? They don't call me when they drink. How am I worse than them?" .”

"As beautiful as you are, it's hard for you to want to be worse than others."

Su Yehao spoke the truth from the bottom of his heart, and explained casually: "I drank too much with my friends last night, and I don't even remember what happened, and I don't care when I get agitated. I will definitely call you next time."

Nangong Tian's upper body is wearing tight white short sleeves, paired with red sports shorts and sneakers. Under the sunshine, she is full of youth.

Smile.

The corner of the girl's mouth turned up, and she said with satisfaction: "It's really rare, you can explain it, I am very satisfied with this answer, I forgive you."

After finishing speaking, he took Su Yehao's arm and said in a coquettish tone:

"Play tennis with me. In a few months, I will go to Singapore to study. It is very likely that I will not see you for half a year. Next month, we will go on a school trip and our preparatory class will go to London. You should be the same this year. By then Come with me to relax?"

Feeling the heavy oppression on his arm, Su Yehao was confused at the same time as he was distracted.

He was guessing what kind of relationship he had with her. If he said it was a normal friend, he obviously didn't look like one, but if he said it was a girlfriend, he had no impression at all.

Besides, the two at the Lisboa Hotel last night seemed to be less sweet than the Nangong next to them.

Immediately, he thought of the crappy love letter he sent to Linda Yun, even the content was copied from the original, and felt that he was such a flamboyant young man, everything seemed to be reasonable, and there was no need to make a fuss.

It doesn't matter, it's important to play with the girl.

When the nearby students saw this scene, there were not a few people who envied it, especially after Nangong Tian moved.

Bao Yajun was hit on the forehead, still staring at her stupidly, without blinking his eyes, subconsciously said: "If I can marry her home, I will be happy to save my father's life by five years, Brother Hao As expected of Brother Hao, I admire..."

Fortunately, Bao Yajun's father was not around, otherwise he would probably be so angry that he vomited blood when he heard such bastard words.