Chapter 17 Back to School

The gambling city hasn't been returned yet.

The course arrangements are different from what Su Yehao was used to, for example, there's no politics class, of course.

After finding the course schedule, the core subjects are English, Chinese, mathematics, general education, introduction to knowledge, and so on. In addition, students must participate in three elective subjects, and can also take music, Portuguese, or French as a fourth elective.

Having previously chosen chemistry, physics, and biology as these three elective courses saved Su Yehao a lot of trouble.

He felt a little strange, the question was why he would have chosen these three subjects before.

It obviously didn't fit the style of a slacker coasting through life. Besides the reason that they were good for falling asleep, Su Yehao had no clue about it for the time being.

After a short break between classes, the second class was mathematics.

As Su Yehao's strong suit, he was more confident in math than in English. He had once passed even calculus courses with high scores in college.

The math teacher who walked into the classroom was none other than Yang Zibo, whom he had just seen in the corridor.

Just a few minutes ago, Yang Zibo had once again tried to ask Linda out.

Feeling that made sense, Baoya Jun didn't mention it anymore, and turned around to continue listening to the lecture.

Next door.

Huang Zewen was rarely not sleepy, and was playing with a basketball under his feet, moving it back and forth.

Occasionally, he secretly glanced at Su Yehao, and found that this unscrupulous guy was still calm, lazily listening to the lecture, and taking notes.

Rolling his eyes, Huang Zewen thought: "It would be strange if you could understand it. Who are you pretending for..."

The two had always been at odds, and were not good at literary pursuits. Moreover, their families had had many conflicts in business, and there had been no shortage of instances of stepping on each other.

After thinking it over, Huang Zewen felt that Su Yehao might have been stimulated by the news of something happening to his family, so he had no intention of sleeping. Finding such a seemingly reasonable reason, he was satisfied and continued to lie on the table.

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It was rare to see Su Yehao listening attentively.

Teacher Yang Zibo was another person who thought he was putting on an act.

Their eyes met many times, but Yang Zibo didn't notice any desire for knowledge. Instead, he was repeatedly reminded of the embarrassment of being rejected by Linda Yun.

It is valuable for a person to know their own limitations. Linda Yun had actually expressed her rejection very clearly, but Yang Zibo was blinded by lust and kept running into the muzzle of a gun, instead believing that it was all her fault.

At this moment.

Yang Zibo, filled with jealousy, actually stopped lecturing and began to make fun of Su Yehao.

He said, "Young Master Su, you're actually listening so attentively today. Could it be that your parents burning incense and worshiping Buddha in front of the Great Buddha has worked? Any insights or inspiration?"

This was undoubtedly targeting him.

The students in the classroom burst into laughter. The notorious slacker was actually working hard. Just thinking about it made them feel amused.

Su Yehao hadn't noticed Yang Zibo's hostility at this moment. Although he felt a little displeased, he still calmly replied, "It's okay, I can understand the linear regression equation."

"Understand? It's more like the God of Wisdom appeared in your dream tonight. Study hard and stop talking nonsense. It wouldn't be good to delay other students from attending class!" Teacher Yang Zibo said.

Su Yehao looked blank.

He was cursing inwardly, wondering who he had delayed by listening attentively in class today.

He silently raised a middle finger in his heart.

The difference between attending class now and attending class before was not only that Su Yehao had already mastered many of the knowledge points.

In addition, the more important point was that the teachers in the past were paid by the government and feared nothing when they got angry, but in this private aristocratic school, even if the students shouted "We pay your salary with our tuition fees," it would be reasonable.

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

Baoya Jun turned his head and asked with a smile.

This time, Su Yehao decisively nodded, indicating that he was willing to sign the complaint letter together.

Revenge should be taken early. It seemed that the power of the so-called school parent association should be quite significant.

Baoya Jun's family made their fortune early. His grandfather's generation was a big shot who was connected to both legal and illegal circles, known in the martial world as "Twin Guns Uncle Ba," and was still alive. In his father's generation, they could collect rent from more than half of the old street. The family all had bad tempers and were most concerned about Baoya Jun's studies.

Like the Su family, they also had cooperative relationships, mainly responsible for handling matters such as collecting money, collecting debts, and resolving troubles. Su Yehao still had some memories of these.

He knew the simple math problems and could review them by flipping through books at home, so he couldn't be bothered to listen to this teacher's lectures. Su Yehao found several "Wesley" series novels from his desk drawer and began to read them with great interest.

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

Sure enough, the Su Yehao he knew was back.

The previous strange behavior had made Huang Zewen feel a little disoriented. This was the familiar life, the familiar state...

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Physical education class, go to the playground to relax.

It was definitely not as simple as running around the playground or free activities. The students played tennis in groups of two. In the afternoon, there would be equestrian classes, and occasionally they would go to a small golf course to play golf.

From the university preparatory class one grade higher, a tall, fair-skinned, beautiful girl walked over with water, smiling, and called to Su Yehao, "Brother Hao, come and have a drink of water, shall we play ball?"

Su Yehao saw the short sportswear and carefully observed it... definitely a good ball! (Referring to a good figure)

Some girls are born with charm, and this girl in front of him definitely belongs to one of them.

Oval face, big eyes, high nose bridge, long eyelashes blinking, not as thin as Jiang Yu, but tall and well-proportioned, white and glowing, enough to satisfy Su Yehao's fantasy of a young model.

Instantly abandoning his best friend Zhugan (Bamboo Pole), he didn't even want to catch the ball Zhugan served.

Su Yehao wiped his sweat and walked towards the girl, tentatively asking, "Who is so beautiful? I'm so dazzled that I can't open my eyes."

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

"You rascal... who else could it be? I'm your Little Sweetie..."