"Rules are made for ordinary people. When you are strong enough, you can ignore the rules or even make new ones." Qin Hao replied casually.

Zhuang Tunan frowned: "Just because you won the National Games championship?"

"Is this a privilege?"

Qin Hao paused and spread his hands: "If you can also win the National Games championship, you can also enjoy such privileges."

Many times, what people hate is not their privileges, but they hate that they are not the ones enjoying the privileges.

During the afternoon class, Zhuang Tunan still couldn't get into the state. He grew up in the same courtyard together. Even if Qin Hao won several national championships, he didn't feel that there was much difference between Qin Hao and himself. But it only took one day.

Time and the various preferential treatment given to Qin Hao by the school have severely impacted Zhuang Tunan's world view.

Twenty yuan of meal tickets is enough for a family of three to eat in the cafeteria for a month. The iron rule that junior high school students cannot borrow is something Qin Hao can solve with just one phone call.

All of this showed Zhuang Tunan a completely different world, especially Qin Hao's sentence: The rules are made for ordinary people, which made Zhuang Tunan secretly question: Are he an ordinary person?

Zhuang Tunan always felt that even if he entered the provincial key No. 1 middle school, he could still be among the best and was definitely outstanding among his peers. His parents had always been proud of him, and his neighbors also praised him. But all this in Qin

In front of Hao, everything seemed so mediocre.

Before school ended in the afternoon, the dean of students came to the class to ask questions.

"By the way, next Monday during the flag-raising ceremony, we will arrange for you to speak on stage. Do you think you will write the manuscript yourself, or will we prepare it for you in advance?"

"Then I'll trouble you, Director Li."

"No trouble, no trouble."

After Qin Hao left, Director Li handed over this task to the head teacher, Teacher Qian.

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, smoke was already rising in the small courtyard, and Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting also returned from the interest class at the Children's Palace.

Zhuang Xiaoting lay on the table doing her homework as soon as she came back, while Lin Dongzhe read with relish the "Doraemon" comics that Qin Hao brought back for him.

Song Ying couldn't stand it: "It's all Japanese characters, can you understand it?"

"If I can't read the characters, I can look at the pictures, and there are many Chinese characters in the Japanese characters, so I can make a rough guess." Lin Dongzhe said proudly. This was a valuable experience he gained after reading it several times.

"You, if you were half interested in studying, no, one third of it, you wouldn't have to copy Xiao Ting's essay when writing an essay." Song Ying said, hating the fact that iron cannot become steel.

Song Ying shivered with anger when she thought of the essay that Lin Dongzhe submitted. Last week, the teacher asked her to write a proposition: My Dad. As a result, the essays submitted by Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting were 90% similar, and the titles were both:

My father is a high school teacher.

It made Song Ying walk around when she saw Zhuang Chaoying, as if she was getting married for the second time. Lin Wufeng also rarely dealt harshly to Lin Dongzhe. When did he become a high school teacher?

Lin Dongzhe's scar healed and he forgot about the pain. He didn't take Song Ying's words to heart at all, and he still read the comics leisurely.

Until the sound of a bicycle came from the alley, Lin Dongzhe immediately hid the comic book, took out his homework from his school bag, and pretended to start writing.

"Haozi, it's your first day of school today, how do you feel?"

Song Ying has always wondered why Lin Dongzhe turned a deaf ear to her own words, but obeyed Qin Hao's orders.

Lin Dongzhe's answer to this is: Brother Hao is very powerful, he can do everything, and he will come true whatever he promises, and he has never lied to me.

"It's okay, the teachers are quite friendly." Qin Hao said with a smile.

The corner of Zhuang Tunan's mouth twitched behind him. He was quite friendly, so friendly that his world view almost collapsed.

"Okay, you go and do your homework quickly, I'll cook the food and it'll be ready to eat soon."

Qin Hao wrote his homework very quickly, finishing it in less than an hour. The key was that his handwriting was very neat. Lin Dongzhe was once very envious of his ability and pestered him to "teach it"

As a result, Qin Hao's answer was only two words: write more and practice more.

Lin Dongzhe gave up struggling instantly.

Today, each family had their own food. Huang Ling poked her husband with chopsticks in the banker's house.

Zhuang Chaoying followed her gaze and noticed that Zhuang Tunan was strange.

"Tunan, what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's nothing."

After the meal, Huang Ling had an ominous premonition in her mind: "Isn't Tunan in puppy love?"
Chapter completed!