Chapter 13 There Is a Kind of Cool Called "Sarcasm"

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Chapter 13 There is a kind of cool called "sarcasm"

Jiang Huajian raised his eyebrows, and he could hear the meaning of Ye Hao's last words.

That means that I can move around, but you, a physical education teacher, don't have a few good intentions?

"That... Yan Ting. Have you been duped? The piano in this box will not be made of plastic, right?" Jiang Huajian looked at the other large carton containing the piano in the remaining pile of cartons in confusion. .

"This... I shouldn't." Zhao Yanting was a little suspicious in her words. After all, how could a normal person walk so fast with a weight of 400 to 500 pounds.

Then there is only one possibility, and that is something is wrong.

Jiang Huajian grabbed the carton of the piano in disbelief, but his face was flushed and he couldn't carry it up, so he could only raise it slightly.

"Whoosh..."

Putting down the cardboard box, Jiang Huajian was panting while leaning on his knees, shock appeared in his eyes.

This piano is at least five hundred pounds or more!

Damn, how does that guy move!

"That...Hua Jian. I think you should move something lighter...such as the guzheng? Or the violin." Hearing Zhao Yanting's words, Jiang Huajian felt that his face was hot.

A high school student can move the piano, but he can only move the guzheng and violin?

If I let my brothers know about this, I wouldn't want to laugh at myself.

But he really couldn't move the piano, so under Zhao Yanting's eyes, with a sense of shame, he picked up a box that was about the size of a piano and walked forward with gritted teeth.

"Hua Jian, be careful. It seems to contain guzheng, there should be three or four boxes." Zhao Yanting reminded.

"No...it's fine." Although there was a heavy feeling in his hand, this girl weighed at least 150 to 200 pounds!

But considering that he couldn't lose face, Jiang Huajian gritted his teeth and faced the front, and his appearance was obviously far from Ye Hao's relaxed expression just now.

Well, that kid is definitely not holding a piano in his hands!

At this time, the only thought that Jiang Huajian could comfort himself was that the boy named Ye Hao was definitely not holding a piano in his hand. It was probably wrong, right! Absolutely!

Seeing Jiang Huajian's figure drifting away, Zhao Yanting instructed Song Xiaoyue behind him, "You watch the rest of the musical instruments here, and I'll open the door for Ye Hao first."

"Well." Song Xiaoyue had already woken up from Ye Hao's shock at this time, and looked at those instruments with tenderness in her eyes, as if she was looking at something important.

Zhao Xiaoting trotted all the way, and when she passed Jiang Huajian, she also said with special concern: "Slow down, I'll go see how Ye Hao is doing first."

"Okay...Okay. I...I'll go up right away." Jiang Huajian said with a strong smile, just after walking more than 100 meters, he felt that his blood vessels were about to explode!

But at this time, Zhao Xiaoting's mind was not on him, she was more concerned about Ye Hao.

After all, that guy is carrying a piano, although Zhao Xiaoting is very doubtful that the one that Ye Hao is carrying is a piano? Did the seller send the wrong item?

When Zhao Xiaoting ran to the second floor non-stop, Ye Hao was not seen.

Hey, he is so fast. Carrying things upstairs can be so fast.

On the third floor, Ye Hao was still not seen.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoting couldn't hold back her curiosity and quickened her pace. She was even a little out of breath now, but when she reached the fourth floor, she leaned against the wall and looked out of the music classroom in the distance. ho.

"Mr. Zhao, you are here. Hurry up and open the door." Ye Hao shouted with a smile.

Zhao Xiaoting's heart was like ten thousand grass and mud horses running wild at this moment.

Although she started a few minutes later than Ye Hao, she trotted up empty-handed, so she was a little out of breath.

But looking at Ye Hao, his face was not blushing or he was out of breath, the little song he hummed just now seemed to be two tigers!

Zhao Yanting walked to the door of the music classroom with shock and opened the door. She looked at Ye Hao and said, "You... are you all right? Do you need my help?"

"No, you can tell me where to put it." Ye Hao walked into the empty music classroom with ease.

Obviously it was just vacated, and the surroundings are very clean and there is nothing.

"Just put it in the corner." After Zhao Yanting finished speaking, she watched Ye Haojian put the piano paper box in her hand in the designated position, and then ran out without saying a word.

With curiosity, Zhao Yanting ran to the carton containing the piano and moved it subconsciously.

She tried her best but could only lift a little.

This is indeed a piano!

How strong is Ye Hao!

Could it be that he is not only an all-around scholar, but also a strong man?

Just when Zhao Yanting was thinking wildly.

Ye Hao had already arrived at the stairs on the first floor. He happened to see Jiang Huajian gritting his teeth and carrying things, and the huge sweat on his forehead kept flowing down.

"Oh, Mr. Jiang, what's wrong? I'm out of breath when I move something? Do you need my help? I'm fine with my small physique."

Ye Hao

In the middle of the conversation, this jerk had ridiculed himself before, of course Ye Hao would not miss this opportunity.

Jiang Huajian glared at Ye Hao with gritted teeth. He wanted to speak, but he was too tired to speak now.

A few seconds later, Ye Hao's footsteps drifted away.

Jiang Huajian finally came to the second floor. He wanted to try to temporarily put down the things in his hand and take a rest, but the annoying voice sounded again.

"Teacher, do you want to take a break? After all, you are a lot older, so your waist is still good."

With the sound, Ye Hao, who was holding the cardboard box, appeared in front of him again, and then climbed upstairs at a fast pace.

Jiang Huajian recognized the box, it was the piano box that he couldn't lift before!

Is this guy a monster?

Perhaps it was the unwillingness to admit defeat in his heart that made Jiang Huajian continue to grit his teeth and climb up.

But this kind of torture is not over yet. Ye Hao is like a small train that is wound up, going up and down continuously. In just ten minutes, he has already made four or five times back and forth. Sometimes I will say the last one.

"Oh. Teacher Jiang, why are you still on the second floor?"

"Mr. Jiang, hurry up. If you really can't, just put it down and don't move."

"Teacher Jiang, come on, go up one level and you'll be on the fourth floor!"

At this moment, Ye Hao had a feeling in his heart, and this feeling was so cool! ! !

There is nothing more comfortable than mocking someone you hate.

On the other hand, Jiang Huajian is just the opposite, very upset!

"Mr. Jiang, so you are still moving. I thought you had already left."

Just when Jiang Huajian stepped on the fourth floor, a voice came from behind him again. He couldn't bear it anymore, and he turned his head and was ready to roar.

"Are you finished, old..."

But halfway through the conversation, Song Xiaoyue was walking up behind him with a bag of mineral water, roaring at Jiang Huajian's sudden anger, her little face a little confused.

On the corner of the fourth floor, Ye Hao looked at him with a half-smile but Zhao Yanting beside him.

If there was one color that could describe Jiang Huajian's current complexion, it would definitely be emerald green!

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