Chapter 147 Little School Beauty

　　I slept until after seven o'clock.

　　Su Yehao smelled the aroma of food and woke up still drowsy.

　　After a moment, he got up and pulled open the curtains. Dark clouds loomed outside, and in the distance, there was the glow of lightning.

　　Hearing the movement, Yin Liuli, wearing a nightgown, walked over with a smile and said, "Good morning. Hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face. I fried you an egg."

　　"Yeah."

　　I should replenish a bit, I'm floating when I walk.

　　The clothes all over the floor had been picked up by Yin Liuli. This girl has a thin skin, and she's also virtuous.

　　Occasionally, Su Yehao would think... maybe I should just settle down like this. Life is pretty good.

　　That's what reason tells him.

　　But his body is very honest, shaking his head and saying no.

　　He pulled Yin Liuli over and rested for a while before getting up again. After washing up, he ate breakfast, a full bowl of seafood porridge.

　　He wanted to see some clues about seeing Nangong Tian last night from this girl's face.

　　But whether she really didn't care, or it was hidden very well, Su Yehao didn't notice anything unusual, as if it was the same as any other morning.

　　With Su Yehao's understanding of Yin Liuli, the latter possibility is higher.

　　She doesn't say it, but that doesn't mean she doesn't care.

　　Thinking of his two unused shopping cards, Su Yehao asked her out for shopping tomorrow night.

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　　The progress of practicing traditional characters is a bit slow.

　　The learning progress of English, mathematics, and general studies is relatively smooth.

　　Time entered May.

　　The four-school joint examination in Casino was just around the corner, and schools in Hong Kong were also launching new enrollment policies for the new year.

　　Forced to the point of desperation by his terrible traditional Chinese handwriting, Su Yehao found many enrollment brochures and called one by one to ask if the exam could be written in simplified Chinese.

　　The teachers in charge of admissions probably hadn't heard of this question.

　　Either they stammered for a long time and couldn't answer, or they refused directly. Some schools didn't care, replying that they could understand traditional characters anyway, and most of the courses and assignments were in English.

　　There are many high school courses.

　　Although the atmosphere is relaxed, sitting all day is also tiring.

　　Su Yehao looked around and chose a Hong Kong school called "Nanling University," which clearly stated that simplified Chinese could be used, and the admission score was also low.

　　The key is the low admission score.

　　It also has cooperation with East Phoenix Rose Middle School, making it very easy to get admitted.

　　There is too little time for review. Even if his brain is relatively good, and he has past experience, Su Yehao still can't beat the classmates who have been studying hard for many years and are at their peak.

　　Most of the knowledge from his early years has been returned to the school.

　　It's all the same wherever you slack off.

　　Under these conditions, he himself doesn't value education that much, he just hopes to get away as soon as possible.

　　The fun of returning to school has been exhausted in more than a month. It's better to go to university as soon as possible. Different from Nangong Tian, who is studying in a "university preparatory class," choosing Nanling University means he can go directly to registration in the second half of the year, saving another year, which is equivalent to skipping senior year.

　　From the results of trying to enter the business world, it can be seen that many things are not up to Su Yehao. His parents have the final say.

　　Especially Tang's mother.

　　No matter what tricks Su Yehao has, his mother can always resolve them logically and find reasons as ironclad evidence to prove that she is correct.

　　A typical example is Yahoo stock.

　　Yahoo's stock price has risen to thirty-four US dollars. If he had followed his idea at the beginning and put all sixty million on Yahoo, the overall increase would have been as high as about 23%, and Su Yehao could have earned nearly ten million Hong Kong dollars more.

　　Although it is still profitable now, it is far from that much.

　　By chance, he ran into a big bull market, but now he wants to buy Yahoo, and it is even more impossible to get through his mother's side, because the reason is that it may fall too much.

　　Su Yehao's parents are both successful people.

　　They are opinionated and have a good head on their shoulders.

　　The more this is the case.

　　The more they will stubbornly transplant their own experience to Su Yehao, their only son.

　　His small achievements are still not enough for his parents to choose to let go.

　　So, even though he has chosen a school, this time Su Yehao doesn't plan to mention it to his parents. The same goes for mortgaging the house for a loan. Only the last step of making the payment is left, and then he will directly buy Yahoo stock.

　　The market value is only over a billion US dollars.

　　Even if it has risen sharply recently, it is still very attractive.

　　As for the plan to study at a university in the mainland, Su Yehao temporarily regards it as an alternative, mainly because he is afraid that life will be difficult there.

　　If he goes to Hong Kong.

　　It won't delay his current life, and he can still live in a mansion on the Mid-Levels.

　　Fangtooth Jun, Zhugan, and He Shaofan had agreed in advance to jointly apply for the University of Hong Kong.

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　　Once again, he took music class with the class next door.

　　Worried about being praised too much by Teacher Figo, Su Yehao skipped class directly and stayed in the class.

　　Returning from the toilet, he unexpectedly found that Jiang Yu hadn't gone to music class either. She was applying a towel to her head, with a pile of tissues in front of her.

　　He walked up to Jiang Yu.

　　Su Yehao gloated and joked, "Good skill, it's a pity not to wrap wontons."

　　Jiang Yu opened her eyes to look at him, speaking with a nasal voice, pointing to the tissues and muttering, "These are all for you. I'll cook them myself, and little dogs don't eat them."

　　"I'm a real dog if I eat them."

　　Su Yehao asked, "What's wrong with you? Do you have a fever?"

　　"A cold and a fever. Is there a kind person who can help me go to the clinic to get some antipyretics?"

　　As soon as Jiang Yu finished speaking, she found her cheeks being pinched by Su Yehao, looking like a small pufferfish, with her mouth pouting.

　　She was about to express her annoyance.

　　Only to hear Su Yehao say, "It's so hot, you should go to the clinic. There's no kind person to get medicine for you, but I can help you get there, or carry you on my back. Anyway, you don't have to worry about being taken advantage of."

　　At first, she didn't react.

　　When Jiang Yu followed Su Yehao's gaze, she looked down, adding insult to injury, and couldn't help herself... her eyes turned red.

　　It can't all be blamed on Su Yehao.

　　Jiang Yu was already uncomfortable, and she was just taking the opportunity to vent. Her emotions were fragile after being sick. Jiang Yu wouldn't be like this normally, after all, she was already used to it.

　　He couldn't bear to see a girl cry, especially a little fish in his pond.

　　He was a little flustered instantly.

　　Su Yehao smiled awkwardly and quickly said, "Okay, okay! Don't cry. I'll take you to the clinic first. It's hard to get a good impression from your dad, and I earned it by calling him 'Old Father-in-Law' a few times. Don't cry it away, it will affect my big plans."

　　A girl weighing ninety pounds, what is there to discuss?

　　Immediately, he reached out and picked her up horizontally. The small towel on Jiang Yu's head fell off.

　　Seeing her reach out to push him, Su Yehao squatted down and shuddered, scaring Jiang Yu to quickly hug his neck, and then he walked forward steadily.

　　"If I get sick, I'll immediately seize the opportunity to ask for leave. You have a fever and still come to school?" Su Yehao complained.

　　He hated that she couldn't take care of herself.

　　——Words from the heart of a righteous pond owner.

　　Jiang Yu's attention was not on this at all at the moment.

　　It was the first time in her life that she had been carried by a man other than her dad. Her face was even redder, although it was unreasonable... it was also a bit overbearing.

　　"...I was fine in the morning, but maybe I caught a cold when I went to school. My dad had a conflict with the neighbor upstairs, and the car window was smashed. It hasn't been repaired yet."

　　Jiang Yu said in a low voice, not daring to look up, pretending to be dead.

　　Su Yehao turned his head to look at her.

　　Tsk.

　　She really has a bad fever; it can be compared to a monkey's butt.

　　And her voice is suddenly weird. Where did the little school beauty with a full voice go?

　　Su Yehao said seriously:

　　"Shiye is really unlucky. Does your family's car have insurance? Car windows are quite expensive..."