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"The three of you come out to dinner."

Wang Hao was teaching Zhang Xin and Zhang Nan how to sing when he suddenly heard Zhang's father's voice outside.

"Let's go." When Wang Hao heard the outside voice, he stopped teaching. Zhang Xin and Zhang Nan were still full of ideas. They felt that Wang Hao was not only good at singing, but also easy to understand in teaching.

"Well, there's a harvest." Zhang's father looked at the two people's expressions, how can we not know that they have gained.

"The harvest is too great. My brother knows too much." Zhang Xin's face excited opening, at this time she felt that she had to practice a few songs that were difficult for her were not a problem.

Zhang Nan also nodded with approval.

"Xiao Hao, you have to go to the mountains this week." Zhang father pondered for a moment and then said.

"Well, I'll be in the mountains early on Saturday morning." Wang Hao nodded gently.

"Well, we'll go with you then." Zhang's father nodded and looked at Wang Hao. He wanted to open his mouth. He continued, "don't say it. It's settled. By the way, you can train these two people. Otherwise, these two guys don't know how superior they are."

Zhang's father looked at Wang Hao's clear eyes and childish face with emotion. Suddenly, he felt that the children of the poor had been in charge of the family. There was nothing wrong with this sentence.

...

for several days in a row, Wang Hao normally finished class. During the class, he was not idle. He had been brainstorming about how to solve the problem of borneol garbage accumulation. Moreover, his cleaning action was getting smaller and smaller every time he left the classroom. He left before Ma Ling stopped him. But this time, he was a little distressed. He just got ready to leave Ma Ling, the beautiful monitor, stopped in front of his desk.

"Monitor, why is that?" Wang Hao opened his mouth calmly.

"Tomorrow's class to the field outing, very in line with your study method of combining work and rest, now the class is short of you a person did not notice." Ma Ling said without being angry.

"Tomorrow? Saturday, I don't have time." Wang Hao gently shook his head and resolutely refused.

"Wang Hao, do you want to be so unorthodox? Even if you don't participate in the previous activities, it's going to be the college entrance examination soon. It's so hard to get together once." When Ma Ling heard Wang Hao's resolute refusal, she immediately blew her hair and said in a loud voice.

"This Wang Hao is also really, hang very much, unexpectedly to the class activity all does not attend."

"Who said no, I've been in the same class with him since the first year of senior high school, which is the most unsociable person I've ever seen."

Ma Ling's voice, which was a little louder, immediately aroused other people's eyes and immediately let other students talk about it.

Wang Hao gently looked at other people, his face was still calm, and he was not displeased by other students. It is a fact that he is not sociable, because apart from sports, he does not have much communication with these students. He once said that girls are more precocious than boys, but in his eyes, precocious girls are not mature.

His mind matured very early, which was related to his experience and his acquisition of learning system. Naturally, there was a generation gap between these senior three students. Now he has much better knowledge than a professor.

"Monitor, I'm really busy tomorrow." However, for this dedicated monitor in front of him, he is a little scratching his head, the other side is too responsible, responsible let him do not know how to say well.

"All right, all your business matters." Ma Ling angrily sat back on her seat. She felt that the other side was too hateful. It was just that oil and salt did not enter.

Wang Hao grinned apologetically, but did not explain, because he knew that the explanation would only be more and more black. He stepped out, and a person in the classroom saw this situation and immediately went out with him.

"Brother Ho, wait a minute."

After hearing the voice from behind, Wang Hao stepped slightly and said with a smile, "master Bing, how can the monitor let you out?"

The man who came was Fang Bing, one of his few friends in school.

"Why don't you explain." Fang Bing said with a wry smile.

"Explain what, I've been out of company for so many years, and I don't care about this time. You'll have a good time tomorrow. My parents come here and they won't be here to chat with you." Wang Hao gently smile, don't care to say.

"Yes, please say hello to my uncle and aunt." Fang Bing nodded slightly, and his face showed a smile.

"All right, I'm going."

...

at five o'clock in the morning, Wang Hao, Zhang's father and mother, and other four people came out of their home, put their things on the car, and left Ganshi and drove to the north of Ganshi.

At the same time, Ma Ling, Fang Bing and other students in Wang Hao's class were also picked up. However, they got up early in the morning to go for an outing and camp for one night.

"The road ahead is not easy. Be careful." Wang Hao walked among the mountains and forests, because the place he was going to, not to mention the asphalt road, was not accessible to the mountain roads. The only way to go was this mountain path that could only accommodate one person."Xiao Hao, how do you usually come here?" Although Zhang's father knew for a long time that Wang Hao would go into the mountains to do similar things as supporting education, he never thought that there would be such a rugged mountain road after more than an hour's driving. The people leading the way in front of him would set foot here every Saturday and Sunday after three years of high school.

"Brother, how long will it take to arrive? I'm so tired." Zhang Xin has a bitter face. She has been walking for more than an hour since she got off the bus. She thinks she has more perseverance, but now she feels that her legs are not her own. She went up and down the mountain all the way. In this short hour, she can't remember how many Hills she crossed.

But every time I get to the top of the mountain, I can see nothing but mountains.

"Shut up. When you enjoy every Saturday and Sunday, Xiao Hao has to walk back and forth here at least. What can you call tired...." Before the strict father Zhang had time to speak, the usually mild mother Zhang was angry. The anger was not really directed at Zhang Xin, but she felt that she had to walk back and forth every weekend for three years. She was distressed.

Zhang Xin was frightened by Zhang's mother who opened her mouth. In her impression, it was the first time that she saw her mother speak like this. She did not dare to speak and walked in silence. However, her worship for Wang Hao became stronger and stronger.

"Let's have a rest. It's really tiring to have a hard exercise all of a sudden." Wang Hao looked at all the others except himself. He was used to it for a long time, and his physical quality was not comparable to ordinary people. He had tried to jump, and the vertical jump could reach about 1.5 meters.

The world's most powerful vertical jump is estimated to be a basketball player, but he checked the information, no one can reach such a level, the highest record should be about 1.23 meters.

"No, keep going. You'll hurry up and delay Xiao Hao's class. I'll ask you." Zhang mother did not hesitate to say that she would call Wang Hao every day. Naturally, she knew why Wang Hao entered the mountain.