Bend plan

The sky just turned white.

Su Zhuo sat on the sofa in the living room and looked at the note on the tea table. The handwriting was sharp and ostentatious, just like Luo Yahao's.

"I'll go first. I made breakfast in the kitchen. You can warm it up yourself." Su Zhuo looked away from the note on the coffee table, got up and walked to the kitchen, leaning against the door to look at the During the breakfast in the microwave, the corner of his mouth slightly hooked.

On the other hand, the piano room of Deming University:

Luo Yahao sat on the podium in a leisurely manner, looked at the students sitting in front of the piano with their heads bowed as if they had been wronged, and took a sip of water slowly: "I remember... I have homework assigned on Friday, did I remember it wrong?" Luo Yahao's sharp eyes scanned the silent classroom, and there was always a faint and elegant smile on his face.

It is because of this smile that the students of Mingde High School call him a smiling tiger. On the surface, he smiles elegantly and harmlessly, but he may have some bad ideas in his heart.

"Or is the question I assigned difficult?" Luo Yahao's question was only answered in bits and pieces.

"Boom" finally Luo Yahao slapped the table and stood up, stepped off the podium and looked at the students who never let him worry, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, deep: "No... this is yours. No, then tell me why...why you didn't complete the homework I assigned. I think I need a reasonable explanation, and I believe you can give me this reasonable explanation." Luo Yahao walked to a woman Behind the student, he had already noticed that the female student was doing tricks. Luo Yahao couldn't help laughing when he actually played tricks when he was training others.

Dubu walked back to the podium and sat back in his chair, crossing his legs so comfortable and elegant, lowered his eyes and didn't say anything.

The panic-stricken students were suspicious of Luo Yahao's current thoughts.

"Xiao Yu, I'll give you two choices. The first is to bring me the phone yourself, and the second is to ask you to bring the phone to me." Xiao Yu, who was named by Luo Yahao, looked panic-stricken Looking at him anxiously, I don't know how Luo Yahao found out that he was playing with his mobile phone.

Turning to look at Zhang Yang sitting next to him, lowering his voice: "How would he know?"

Zhang Yang peeked at Luo Yahao who was still downcast, and also lowered his voice: "He just stood behind you."

"What?" Xiao Yu's voice was a little loud: "Why didn't you call me?" There was some complaint in Xiao Yu's voice.

"Why should I call you? He just came here, okay?" Zhang Yang originally wanted to call her, but Luo Yahao got off the podium and came here, so she didn't have a chance to speak at all.

"Xiao Yu, I'll count to three, 1, 2..." Before Luo Yahao counted to three, Xiao Yu had already stood up and handed over the phone with a full face of reluctance.

After Xiao Yu put down the phone, Luo Yahao raised his head, as expected of playing the piano, with slender and fair hands, pinching Xiao Yu's phone: "I know that many of you have a lot of opinions on me, now I will give you a chance to tell you Dissatisfaction with me, if you can't say it... I don't want the situation like today to happen again, I will give you 5 minutes to think about it."

Luo Yahao stood up and walked out of the classroom, heading towards the toilet.

As soon as Luo Yahao walked out of the classroom, he was in a mess talking about everything.

But when Luo Yahao returned to the classroom again, it was very quiet, as if the noise just now was fake, but Luo Yahao could clearly see the fearful eyes of the students.

Luo Yahao glanced around the silent classroom, walked back to the podium and sat down: "Is there no one to say? Well... I don't want you to have any more emotions in the future. If you have any opinions, I hope you can directly Come to me, remember?"

"Remember." Luo Yahao looked at the students who were clearly dissatisfied, and shook his head helplessly.

"I'll give you half an hour to play this piece for me. I'll check it after half an hour. It won't be... mine is time." Luo Yahao put down a stack of piano scores for the class Lin Yu, who was appointed, sent it, and walked out of the classroom by himself.

Listening to the intermittent sound of the piano in the piano room, the corner of his mouth raised a smile.