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Chapter 587 Unexpected Talent

Outside the window, the trees of various shapes are already full of new shoots, and a few spring birds can be seen lightly jumping on the branches, sometimes making crisp sounds. On this side of the window, the geography teacher was on the stage, repeatedly pointing to the picture of the earth on the blackboard to explain the relationship between climate and latitude. The audience was quiet, and most of the students were listening very carefully.

This calm picture seemed to make Zhou Hao a little uncomfortable sitting in the last row of seats by the window.

Zhou Hao felt as if he had entered another world after returning to the bustling and peaceful city of Xiangcheng from Indonesia, where the wind and cloud were abrupt and full of blood and rain.

Although this city in southeastern China is only one sea away from Indonesia, and it is only a few hours’ flight by plane, these two places are like two completely different worlds. Even if there are injustices in society here in China, there are also terrible things happening, but compared to Indonesia, it is already very stable and stable.

Looking at the male and female students around, Zhou Hao felt that they were already very happy. They would never imagine how the children who were much younger than them and had not started to remember, died under the executioner’s butcher's knife, that was full of blood. And the wailing world is too far away from them.

"What are you thinking about, so fascinated?" Situ Jianying, who was sitting next to Zhou Hao, was lying on the table at this time, with his chin resting on the overlapping arms, his eyes blinking at Zhou Hao, as if the whole world There was only Zhou Hao alone.

Zhou Hao smiled and shook his head, but stretched his right hand under the table to touch Situ Jianying's soft thigh.

I haven't seen it for a while. Situ Jianying's body has become more mature. If she weren't wearing a school uniform, no one would know that she was just a high school student. Especially after Zhou Hao's nourishment, the charm between her brows and her daisies became even stronger. Those long and thin Danfeng eyes seemed to have hooks, which made it hard to get rid of.

In the school uniforms for girls in Yuning Middle School, there are two green skirts for summer, but when the winter cold is still not over, Situ Jianying has already put them on, and changed the length of the original knee length to But the short skirt on her knees made her slender legs much longer than her peers.

Of course, Situ Jianying is not a master of the inner family like Li Shuihan who does not invade the cold and heat, even with Zhou Hao's precious "tonic", it can only make the body healthier than ordinary people. So under the skirt, she still wrapped a pair of black pantyhose, lest she accidentally catch a cold.

Among the girls in the school who are still wearing cotton-padded jackets and trousers, Situ Jianying's cool dress is naturally eye-catching. Not only the young boys who are just beginning to develop sexually, but even some unmarried young male teachers can hardly resist the charm of this girl who is more mature and beautiful than an adult woman. In class, she is either deliberately acting or nervous.

The softness of Situ Jianying’s thighs and the peculiar slippery texture of pantyhose were uploaded from Zhou Hao’s hands. Zhou Hao said to her: "Now you will wear this way before winter has passed. In summer, you will have it? You give it to me. Be careful, if you dress too revealing, I will get angry."

Zhou Hao also had a young and restless boyhood, and he certainly knew very well what boys at this age thought. Don’t say those guys who have been “opened up” for a long time, even those honest boys, because they are curious about women, they often can’t help themselves when they see a beautiful and **** girl like Situ Jianying. Treat it as a sexual fantasy object.

Although there is nothing in reality, Zhou Hao still feels very upset that his own woman is used by others to have sex.

"I know, people know how to measure." Situ Jianying laughed softly. She still knows the bottom line of women's clothes. Women can dress more sexy, but if they are like those who deliberately expose their underwear or do not wear underwear, The woman who caused the sudden point, let alone Zhou Hao, could not stand it herself.

Seeing Situ Jianying's coquettish smile, Zhou Hao became angry, moving his hands under the desk, and cursing in his mouth: "Little vixen, more and more know how to hook people."

"Oh, don't try so hard, everyone is still in class, what if you let them see it?" Situ Jianying whispered, but instead of stopping Zhou Hao, she pressed Zhou Hao's hand instead. He kneaded his thigh vigorously.

Since the two were sitting in the last row in the corner by the window, no one else could see the situation here, and the female geography teacher over forty years old on the podium also only took care of explaining the theory, there was no under the stand. .

For Zhou Hao, a special student who suddenly came to school in the middle of the semester and disappeared for a while after a few days, both the students in the class and the teachers of various subjects have become accustomed to it. The school leaders did not say anything anyway. How can the teachers and students of sang arbitrarily give opinions. It's just that Zhou Hao is healthy, and he doesn't have any major illnesses that require long-term leave as other people imagined, so they are very curious.

Because I don't know when Zhou Hao will come to class or when he will leave suddenly, the last row of seats by the window has been kept in the classroom, which is regarded as Zhou Hao's special seat. Situ Jianying was originally at the same table with Wang Xijun, but Wang Xijun often went to special tutoring classes for essay contests these days, and the seat next to Zhou Hao was also vacant, so she went to accompany Zhou Hao by herself , I also do some intimate little moves in class, which is quite interesting.

"How come Xijun was selected to participate in that essay contest?" Zhou Hao said while touching Situ Jianying's thigh.

"Hmph, so you don't care about me and Xijun." Situ Jianying said: "Xijun is now the best Chinese in our class. On the final exam last semester, her Chinese score was 140. One point, the first in the class, the second in the whole grade, and the essay has a perfect score, even the highest in the whole city.

Zhou Hao was also surprised by this, because Wang Xijun in his previous life did not show any talent in language. However, because of Zhou Hao's rebirth, Wang Xijun's life has undergone a radical change since junior high school, and it is not surprising that her literary talent that has not yet been tapped has been inspired.

"At the beginning of the semester, the province will hold an essay contest. Our school selected six students from the high school. Two students in each grade are the two best in Chinese. So Xijun was selected. Phew." Situ Jianying explained.

Zhou Hao nodded: "It doesn't matter if Xijun likes it. Since she is interested in literature, let her develop. Maybe she will become a great writer like Zhang Ailing in the future."

Although Wang Xijun said before that he should study hard, he can help Zhou Hao's career in the future, just like Zhao Yuqin and Su Lin are now. However, Zhou Hao hopes that she can have a career she likes, rather than giving up her ideals for him.

Situ Jianying said: "Of course it is because I like it to get such good grades. Compared with the subject of Chinese, Xijun is most afraid of mathematics, physics and chemistry. The previous final exams have almost passed the pass, Li Teachers often say that her partial subjects are very serious."

Zhou Hao clicked on the tip of Situ Jianying’s nose and smiled and cursed: “You are also qualified to say that people cherish the monarch’s special subject? Where is your own good? And cherish the monarch’s special subject. What about you, you actually went to the unimportant appreciation class of art. Tell yourself, in the final exam, your scores in the six subjects of language, mathematics, English, political and materialization are not as high as your first subject of art, I If your dad, I will be **** off by you."

"What?" Situ Jianying said coquettishly: "People just don't understand the politicization of those words and English, what can be done. Hmph, you are not angry at all, you are so strict with me, you eccentric."

"However, do you really want to develop into the subject of fine art in the future? Do you want to be a painter?" Zhou Hao smiled: "But now in China, those painters who can be called successful are old-fashioned seniors. Ah, generally there are many late bloomers. Few younger generations can really make their heads. Moreover, I don’t want you to become the so-called beauty painter who uses the body to paint."

Situ Jianying twisted her body: "What are you talking about, am I such a shameless woman? I don't want to be a traditional painter who is too serious. What I want to do is comics like Takahashi Rumiko. Family."

"Oh, it turned out to be like this. The future of cartoonists is much better than those of traditional artists. Moreover, the domestic animation market will become larger and larger, and the development prospects are very good. Besides, the domestic animation talents are very vacant. This kind of elite." Zhou Hao said.

He had never expected that a character like Situ Jianying would have a high artistic talent, and he was determined to be a cartoonist like Takahashi Rumiko who could influence an entire generation. He said to Situ Jianying: "How about this, after you and Xijun have learned something, I will simply set up an animation publishing company to fulfill your ideals."

"Really?" Situ Jianying said in surprise. She knew that even with her father's ability as the mayor of the city, it would be very difficult to set up an animation company. One is not familiar with the industry, and the other is not enough. Connections. But with Zhou Hao's strength, Situ Jianying was certainly happy.

"However, in Japan, the country with the most developed animation industry, many young manga artists started to make a name for themselves through H Manga. Would you like to try it?" Zhou Hao smiled maliciously.