"Teacher, why are you so late? We almost packed up and left," a girl said with so bla in her voice.
"Ah, the reason is the old man at the gate stubbornly refused to let in. He said I didn't look like a teacher, which isn't surprising after all; I look like a star, not a teacher. It's normal for him to think that way," Hao Jian said, laughing.
"Maybe he thought you were a pervert," Luo Tong blurted out without thinking.
"Get out!" Hao Jian kicked Luo Tong on his chubby butt, and Luo Tong shrank his head and walked out ekly.
"So, how did you manage to get in?" Zhao Yating asked curiously.
"I climbed over the wall! Damn it, if he has his Zhang Liangji, I have my ladder. Let's not talk about this now. Find a pair of pants that fit," Hao Jian requested.
"Looking for pants? What do you need pants for?" Everyone was puzzled. Why would he suddenly need pants?
"Ah, don't ntion it. So idiot in this school is keeping a poodle, and that's what bit when I climbed over the wall. Look, right here," Hao Jian said, turning slightly to show a patch of his pale buttocks.
The dressing room fell silent for about three to five seconds before erupting into a roar of laughter.
"Teacher, you are so funny, getting bitten by a poodle. A poodle is the size of a baby; how could it bite you?" Zhao Yating laughed so hard that tears ca to her eyes.
"Stop laughing! Taking joy in other people's misfortune, what kind of behavior is that!" Hao Jian scolded with a stern face. Damnit, I sacrificed my butt to co and save you guys. You're not grateful and even find it funny. This is infuriating!
"What's so funny?" Luo Tong, who had just gone out, pushed the door open, curious.
"Get out!" Hao Jian glared with anger.
"Oh!" Luo Tong pouted, feeling wronged, and withdrew again.
"Hao Jian, wait a second," Che Xiaoxiao suddenly walked over with a doubtful expression and sniffed at Hao Jian's clothes.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Hao Jian was stunned. What was this girl trying to do?
A mont later, Che Xiaoxiao stared at Hao Jian with an unhappy face: "Tell , why does your jacket sll like won's perfu!?"
"Nani?" Hao Jian was bewildered. Was this girl a dog? Her nose was even sharper than his?
Identifying things by scent had always been his forte, hadn't it? Since when had Che Xiaoxiao learned this skill?
"Impossible, you must have slled it wrong!" Hao Jian argued.
"Slled it wrong?" Che Xiaoxiao let out a cold laugh, "Chanel COCO Mademoiselle, the pink series."
Hao Jian's mouth gaped open in an "O" shape, shocked as he looked at Che Xiaoxiao.
You have to look at a man as if you are seeing him for the first ti after three days!
"Say it, were you fooling around with a woman before coming here?" Che Xiaoxiao asked seriously; she was completely certain that Hao Jian must have done sothing improper before coming here, or else he wouldn't have the scent of a woman on him.
"Teacher, that's so out of line. We were waiting for your support, but you went off flirting with girls," the other female students said, looking at Hao Jian with mournful eyes.
Hao Jian cleared his throat awkwardly, "Don't listen to her nonsense. I just accidentally bumped into a girl on the way here, that's all. I wasn't flirting with anyone."
"Really?" Che Xiaoxiao scrutinized Hao Jian with a hint of suspicion.
"Of course, it's true," Hao Jian said, feeling guilty, and then added, "Let's not talk about this anymore, quickly give our program list."
Zhao Yating handed Hao Jian the program list.
After looking over the list, Hao Jian shook his head helplessly. With these programs, it would be difficult to beat the Business School because they were too cliché and wouldn't wow the audience.
Hao Jian then pulled out a red pen, used for grading student papers and crossed off a few programs, axing them. He added so new programs and jot down the nas of the perforrs next to them.
"Alright, just hand this to the emcee later," Hao Jian said, handing back the program list.
Zhao Yating glanced at the list and was so astonished she nearly fainted: "Perforrs: Hao Jian, Hao Shuai, Hao Diao, Hao Yingjun, Hao Baqi."
"Teacher, I don't mind you performing several acts, but can you not be so self-absorbed?" Zhao Yating said incredulously. The shalessness of this thoroughly embarrassed her.
"Ah, I have to change the na, don't I? If I went up for all the acts, how could we show that our school is brimming with talent? You don't understand the pains I go through," Hao Jian sighed.
"You just want to show off in a roundabout way, don't you? If you were really so concerned, why not na Li Dazhuang or Wang Ergou?" Che Xiaoxiao mocked.
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"Stop ssing around!" Hao Jian scolded irritably, then turned to the crowd and said, "When we go on stage to perform later, everyone must follow my lead. As long as I'm in command, we will surely beat the Business School."
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Everyone nodded, exuding full confidence.
"Let's go, get ready backstage!" Hao Jian waved his hand and imdiately walked outside with the crowd.
But just as they were about to push the door open and leave, Hao Jian saw a group of college students from the Business School approaching head-on.
Leading them was none other than Li Jiasheng, who had recently been taught a lesson by Hao Jian. Li Jiasheng was dressed in a western fencing uniform, his face full of pride and smugness.
Seeing Hao Jian, Li Jiasheng was montarily taken aback, but soon a cold smirk appeared on his face, "Well, well, isn't this the trash from the Chinese dicine Hospital? What, you're planning to go on stage now? What can you perform? A monkey show? Hahahaha."
Li Jiasheng and his classmates laughed loudly, although they all knew that the Business School certainly couldn't put on any decent performance.
They had seen the Chinese dicine Hospital's program list earlier and almost burst into laughter. Who would perform a speech in this day and age?
"What are you so proud of? Just wait until we get on stage. We'll crush you so hard you won't be able to lift your heads!" Luo Tong snorted angrily.
"Oh, look, you don't have much talent, but you sure are good at blowing your own trumpet. You trash think you can beat our Business School? Maybe in another ten years!" Li Jiasheng laughed out loud, his face filled with mockery.
At this mont, he didn't take Hao Jian seriously at all. It was the intercollegiate evening party tonight. No matter what, Hao Jian couldn't possibly hit him in front of so many people, right?
If Hao Jian really dared to do so, his reputation would be utterly ruined. Moreover, he knew that Cao Guobin, the head of the Education Bureau, was also present today. If Hao Jian dared to hit him, he would dare to report him, and it would be Hao Jian who ended up in trouble!
Li Jiasheng's mouth curled into a cold smile, looking completely confident that he had Hao Jian pegged.
"Stick to your books, nerds of the Chinese dicine Hospital. Talent shows aren't for you. Just go back and morize that damn 'Materia dica'," sneered a handso young man with an earring.
He had a lon seed-shaped face, regular features, and fair skin, giving off a very handso appearance.
This guy was the vice president of Karate at the Business School, Chunliang.
Hearing Chunliang speak, Hao Jian couldn't help but frown slightly, noticing that Chunliang's facial features bore so resemblance to Linglan.
"What's your relationship with Linglan?" Hao Jian couldn't help asking.
"How do you know my sister?" Chunliang was imdiately shocked when he heard this. It turned out he was Linglan's younger brother; while she was the president of the Karate Club, he was the vice president.
However, Chunliang did not expect Hao Jian to know Linglan. Could it be that this guy, like those bastards, had long coveted his sister?
"This... Hehehe... Hehehehe." Hao Jian scratched his head in embarrassnt, grinning sheepishly. He certainly couldn't tell Chunliang that he had just slept with his virgin sister, could he?
Seeing Hao Jian's shaless grin, Chunliang couldn't help but clench his teeth, a hint of fierceness appearing on his face. This bastard, he indeed had designs on his sister.
If Chunliang knew it was his sister who had forced Hao Jian, it's hard to say what his reaction would have been at this mont.
"I warn you, stay away from my sister, or I won't be polite!" Clad in his Karate uniform, Chunliang was full of posture. His eyebrows furrowed, he glared at Hao Jian with a cold gaze.
His sister was his absolute untouchable line!
"Oh? Why should I?" Hao Jian asked with raised eyebrows. It wasn't him who wanted to pester Linglan; it was Linglan who wouldn't leave him alone!
"Why should you? Because I can punch you so hard you'll be searching for your teeth on the ground!" Chunliang snarled. Was this guy an idiot? Couldn't he understand such an obvious threat?
Hao Jian shrugged helplessly: "It's reasonable for a young man to be confident, but you should consider your capabilities. Linglan couldn't even defeat , do you think you can?"
"You've fought with my sister?" Chunliang was shocked. He didn't expect Hao Jian to have already encountered Linglan. But if they had interacted, why was Hao Jian still standing here unhard? With his sister's temper, it would be strange if she hadn't beaten Hao Jian into the hospital.
Imdiately, a bad premonition sprouted in Chunliang's mind, and he asked nervously, "What did you do to my sister?"
I slept with her!
Hao Jian really wanted to say this, to dampen this sister-obsessed guy's spirit. But considering there were so many people around, he could only offer a shrug and say, "She challenged to a duel and lost. She's resting in the dical room at the Chinese dicine Hospital now!"
"You dare hurt my sister? I'll slaughter you!" Hearing that Linglan was in the dical room, Chunliang exploded on the spot. He strode up to Hao Jian, intending to teach him a lesson.
"Chunliang, don't be impulsive!" Li Jiasheng quickly held Chunliang back, reminding him, "Cao Guobin is visiting our school right now. If you beat him up, it will all be for naught—all the effort we put into preparing for the event!"
If guests invited to perform at their school were beaten up by their students, it would certainly reach the ears of Cao Guobin, who would doubtlessly criticize them for lack of discipline.
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