Become the richest man in the world starting from the rebirth of college entrance examination

After all, Feng Xing'an had been in society for a long time. He quickly smiled at each other and did some Tai Chi while talking, trying to resolve the embarrassment caused by Zhou Hao in front of Zhao Yueying. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yueying didn't buy it.

"Please find out the other person's name before saying hello in the future. If you can't remember it, just ask first. This is the most basic respect."

Zhao Yueying's tone was cold, even a little mocking, which was completely opposite to Zhou Hao's tone when chatting.

Fuck!

Feng Xing'an wanted to go up and beat Zhou Hao up, but he didn't expect that he would get off to a bad start. The stunning beauty in front of him would actually say this about him, making it clear that he was just as disgusted with him as Zhou Hao.

He left such a bad first impression in front of a beautiful woman. If he had known better, he wouldn't have spoken to her. And Zhou Hao, he really doesn't know how to show appreciation. He must have lived enough!

Feng Xing'an looked angry, gritted his molars and said to Zhou Hao: "Okay! Zhou Hao, remember, we are not done with this!"

Zhou Hao nodded: "Then you must remember clearly that my surname is Zhou, not Wang."

Damn it, if you dare to provoke my Bai Yueguang, I will kill you if I don’t!

Feng Xing'an was very angry when he saw that Zhou Hao didn't take him seriously at all. He wanted to go up and give him a slap, but he had already left a bad impression in front of the beautiful woman. If he fought again, it would be irreversible.

Besides, Zhou Hao was still half a head taller than him, so he wasn't sure he could win. This guy was so disrespectful, so unlike other Yao'an iron mine workers' sons who didn't dare to fight back.

Feng Xing'an could only suppress his anger and secretly planned that as long as this beauty signed up, everyone would meet frequently in the future. He was confident that he could get her before he got his driver's license.

As for Zhou Hao, he is the son of an employee of Yao'an Iron Mine. He can run away but a monk cannot run away from the temple. I will never give up on this matter. If you dare not give me face, I will make it difficult for you to walk around!

Afterwards, Feng Xing'an stopped talking to each other and lined up directly behind Zhou Hao. He thought to himself that if we were so close together, we would definitely be assigned to the same class or even the same car. In this way, no matter what he does in the future, he would be able to have his own. Chance.

Zhou Hao and Zhao Yueying were very disgusted when they saw that he was so shameless and shameless. Not only did he not leave, but he also queued behind him.

After waiting in line for about a quarter of an hour, Zhao Yueying was finally in line. After paying the fee, the staff told her that the number was No. 14, Class , and that the theoretical study would be at a.m. next Monday.

Zhao Yueying hurriedly asked: "How many people are in a car?"

"16 people per car."

Zhao Yueying's heart skipped a beat. She was fourteen, and Zhou Hao was fifteen. Doesn't that annoying guy happen to be sixteen?

Feng Xing'an also heard this conversation and was secretly proud of himself. This is fate. You can't run away, little beauty!

When Zhou Hao started to pay, Feng Xingan crossed his arms and looked like a villain.

"Zhou Hao, let's learn to drive together from now on and help each other!"

Zhou Hao turned around and glanced at Feng Xing'an, ignoring him, "Didi..." A text message suddenly sounded on his phone. Zhou Hao opened it and saw that it was Yu Yanhui.

"I took a nap and didn't hear my phone ring. Please sign up for me. The ID number is..."

At this time, the registered teacher handed the receipt and a book of materials to Zhou Hao: "On the 15th of the second car, I will come to school at nine o'clock next Monday to study theory."

Just when Feng Xing'an looked proud and was about to win No. 16 of the second car, Zhou Hao said to the staff: "Please add one more person. His name is Yu Yanhui, and his ID number is..."

The second car, No. 16, belonged to Yu Yanhui.

Feng Xing'an suddenly felt that ten thousand grass and mud horses were floating in front of his eyes, and the opportunity to ride with the beautiful woman was gone. He greeted Zhou Hao's eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart, and hated him even more.

For Feng Xing'an, picking up girls was no longer important. What mattered was that Zhou Hao slapped him in the face one after another in public. He really couldn't swallow this breath.

Zhou Hao took Yu Yanhui's receipt, shift slip, and information and walked out of the registration office with Zhao Yueying. Even if Feng Xing'an was furious, he couldn't do anything for a while, so he could only keep it in his mind and settle the score with Zhou Hao later.

After leaving the registration office, Zhou Hao asked Zhao Yueying: "Where are you going now? Why don't you let my sister see you off?"

Zhao Yueying raised her eyebrows and said with deep eyes, "Is the person driving the Audi your sister?"

"Yeah." Zhou Hao nodded.

Zhao Yueying smiled slightly, as if she was relieved and in a much happier mood, "No, I'm going to my aunt's house, which is right across the street."

Zhou Hao saw that the community Zhao Yueying pointed to was just across the street, only two to three hundred meters away, "Then if you need anything, just call me."

Zhao Yueying thought for a while, "The college entrance examination results will be out in one week. If you pass 620, I will treat you to dinner."

"What if I fail the exam?" Zhou Hao smiled evilly.

"Then please invite me"

"Okay, it's settled!"

"Well, I'll leave first."

After watching Zhao Yueying cross the road, Zhou Haocai got into Zhai Yue's Audi car.

"Is that girl your classmate?" Zhai Yue asked, looking at Zhao Yueying's slim back.

Zhou Hao smiled: "Classmate."

Chen Wan looked envious and couldn't help but sigh: "She looks so beautiful!"

Zhou Hao smiled slightly, "You are more beautiful! Let's go quickly. I will drive after we leave the city."

After hearing Zhou Hao's praise, Zhai Yue smiled, started the car and drove out slowly.

When Zhou Hao and Zhai Yue arrived at Hedong University, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.

In the Hedong University Gymnasium, the stage and sound equipment have been set up long ago. The competition will start at 8pm and is expected to last until 11pm. However, because the band performance is too special, the participating bands will begin to gather in the gymnasium from 4pm , draw lots according to the program to determine the order of entry, and then tune in the reverse order of the draw.

It is said that more than 50 bands from Hedong Province have signed up for the competition this time, and the competition will be divided into three days. Today is the first day of the preliminary competition, with 16 bands participating.

From these more than 50 bands, eight will be selected after the preliminary round and then participate in the provincial and district semi-finals. Only those who win the provincial championship will be eligible to participate in the finals in the capital.

Now, Pei Feihong’s Violent Sky Band has completed the drawing and tuning. They are the ninth among the sixteen participating bands.

The moment he saw Zhou Hao, Pei Feihong, who had been nervously staring at others tuning, breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Hao saw his helpless look and joked with a smile: "Aren't you just participating in a third-rate competition? Look at your potential."

Pei Feihong and the other three people immediately quit when they heard this.

"What is a third-rate game!"

“This is a national band competition, okay?”

"This is a cooperation between multiple satellite TV stations, and the preliminary rounds will be broadcast on the TV station!"

Zhou Hao shook his head repeatedly when he saw the four people looking angry.

Even if this kind of competition is nationwide, it is difficult to achieve a sensational impact, because the current TV stations do not have the courage and courage to conduct a large-scale talent show nationwide.

Neither domestic TV stations nor Hong Kong TV stations are aware of the prospects of the talent show market. There were singing competitions and dancing competitions in the past, but no TV station could increase their influence, so they launched such competitions in which multiple satellite TV stations cooperated. , to share the cost, a small fight will not make a difference.

It seems that the spring of talent shows still has to wait for the release of Mango Channel's "Super Girl"! After that, there were national talent shows such as Happy Boys and The Voice of China.