Let You Host The Specialty Class, How Come You Have Become A Scholar?

This supplementary class continued until the early morning.

When Luo Hao returned to the dormitory, the entire corridor was unusually quiet, only the sound of Luo Hao's footsteps remained.

If it was changed to the previous one, the whole corridor would be a mess. This vocational high school student couldn't sleep at all. The nightlife had just begun, but since Luo Hao, who was in charge of the air, was called, he didn't even know what time he went to bed. I have to worry about it, everyone is dumb eating berberine, and they can't tell if they are suffering.

But what can be done?

If you can't sleep, you can only sleep hard. At this moment, everyone is lying on the bed and can't sleep at night. At this time, there are footsteps in the corridor, and everyone is so scared that they can't breathe.

Luo Hao, who is not sure, will randomly select a few lucky dormitories for a surprise inspection. If he is caught, the consequences will naturally be unimaginable.

But Luo Hao didn't want to check the dormitory at the moment. After finishing the class, he just felt exhausted and just wanted to hurry back to the dormitory to sleep.

Strange to say, Luo Hao found himself very easy to get drowsy since he came to vocational high school, especially after reading a book, drowsiness will swept in instantly, not only that, but also a particularly strong sense of hunger.

However, Luo Hao only thought that he was overusing his brain. After all, he had never read a book so seriously before.

Luo Hao suddenly came to his senses when he arrived at the dormitory and was about to go to bed.

Why! ?

its not right!

Didn't I ask Yang Xinran out for a date?

With such a good opportunity at night, I'm not flirting with love and go to make up lessons for others?

After realizing it, Luo Hao couldn't help crying and laughing.

Am I an asshole?

But at this time Luo Hao didn't think too much now, he was really sleepy.

In the blink of an eye, it was the next morning. After a night's rest, Luo Hao seemed to be full of energy. At this moment, Yang Xinran had already come to the classroom to read a book. Seeing Luo Hao coming, she couldn't help showing a little bit. Shy, he lowered his head and was embarrassed to look at Luo Hao.

Ah... it looks good no matter how you look at it!

Luo Hao was addicted to beauty for a while and couldn't extricate himself, but he was a little confused these days.

"Yang Xinran?"

"Ah? What's wrong?"

"You study so hard, so your grades shouldn't be too bad! How can you come to a vocational high school?"

"This..." Yang Xinran didn't know how to explain for a while, and her movements seemed a little cramped, as if she didn't know how to speak.

When Yang Xinran looked like this, Luo Hao stopped asking.

This girl is good to go, but she doesn't like to communicate very much, and she has low self-esteem.

Luo Hao obviously realized that these questions might hurt Yang Xinran's self-esteem, so he didn't ask any further questions.

Instead, he took advantage of the recess to ask the girl in the dormitory with Yang Xinran.

"Brother Hao, Yang Xinran's family's conditions are not good. Her father is a real farmer. Now, thinking about graduating quickly and finding a job to subsidize the family!"

"And she doesn't have a local hukou either. The scores on Jiangnan's side are quite high for students from other places. Anyway, her score line at that time should not have passed the admission score line of No. 1 Middle School."

After all, in a dormitory on weekdays, looking up and not looking down, he naturally knew Yang Xinran quite well.

Although the more specific situation is not clear, everyone still recognizes Yang Xinran's character very much.

Very diligent and thrifty, Yang Xinran cleans the sanitation of the dormitory by herself every time, the sanitation in the dormitory is also clean, and the academic performance is also among the best. Scholarships, it can be said that such people are very heterogeneous in vocational high schools.

As a result, Luo Hao got even more angry after hearing this, and pointed at a group of girls.

"She is such a good person, you still bully her with her!?"

"You can't see that others are excellent, right! Do you have to let her join forces with you!?"

A group of girls, but they are particularly aggrieved in their hearts.

you...you are...

It's obviously what you told us to say, and now you're cursing when you say it!

You are too unreasonable!

Although the hearts were sullen, everyone did not dare to make a sound.

Anyway, Luo Hao has decided in his heart, I have to decide on this girl, then whoever robs me will be in a hurry!

In a blink of an eye, the morning class was over, but when Luo Hao was about to take Yang Xinran to the cafeteria for dinner, Yang Xinran suddenly said that he would go back to the dormitory to change his clothes and let Luo Hao go first.

Um?

A bit unusual!

Luo Hao immediately noticed that something was wrong, especially when Yang Xinran went out to answer a phone call during the lunch break today. Anyway, he looked like he had something on his mind, but Luo Hao didn't ask any more questions, and answered as if he didn't know anything. He secretly followed Yang Xinran on his hind foot.

Although it's really not good to follow this kind of thing, but Luo Hao is now afraid that Yang Xinran will be wronged, so he decided to follow up to see what's going on.

Yang Xinran did not go back to the dormitory, but went directly to the school gate.

There were a lot of people at the entrance of the vocational high school. I saw a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy playing with his mobile phone with his head down there. When he saw Yang Xinran coming, he hurried up to meet him.

Luo Hao watched from a distance and couldn't help frowning.

The thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy was a little condescending and airy when he saw the action. Yang Xinran seemed to be preaching there, but the boy did look impatient until Yang Xinran took out five pieces from the bag. It was only when it was a hundred dollars that he smiled, turned his head and left.

Yang Xinran looked helpless.

Luo Hao took a look and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Looking at this situation, this kid will not be his future brother-in-law, right?

Yang Dongdong!

Why is there no formality at all, like a street scumbag?

That can't be done. Since this is my future brother-in-law, my brother-in-law must be well disciplined!

Otherwise, who knows what will happen in the future?

As soon as Yang Xinran left, Luo Hao immediately followed him out. As a result, seeing Yang Dongdong taking the money, he turned his head and walked into a small shop to buy a pack of cigarettes. , Yang Dongdong just took two sips when he saw Luo Hao walking in front of him, and came up and asked, "Yang Dongdong?"

Yang Dongdong was stunned, "Who are you?"

As soon as these words fell, Luo Hao raised his hand and slammed it up, instantly blinding Yang Dongdong, and the smoke also fell to the ground.

"No, what the hell is wrong with you?"

"I'm not sick!" Luo Hao said with a sullen face, "How old are you when you dare to smoke?"

"None of your business!"

Although Yang Dongdong is small, he is really not cowardly. The most important thing is that he was slapped inexplicably. Who is not popular?

What's wrong with me smoking a cigarette?

Yang Dongdong went up and got into a scuffle with Luo Hao. After a fierce fight, Luo Hao pressed him to the ground, his mouth was still hard, and he immediately said, "You can wait for me if you have the ability! Brother Xuan, just wait for me to call someone to kill you!"

Luo Hao sneered and waved his hands with a look of disdain, "Go, go! Call someone! I'll be here waiting for you!"

Yang Dongdong quickly got up, stared at Luo Hao resentfully, turned his head and ran away, looking at the posture, it was estimated that he was really shouting.

Luo Hao pouted.

You don't even know me, Luo Hao, how dare you say that you are in the fourth middle school?

Brother Xuan?

Zhang Xuan, Li Mingxuan or Chen Xuan?

Ah... Forget it, I used to have too many younger brothers, I can't remember...