"What? Han Xiaodong wants to donate 200,000 yuan?"

Not only was Yu Wanyan stunned, but in front of the teaching building, there was immediately a gasping sound.

Hiss~!

Everyone looked at Han Xiaodong, one more surprised than the other, and their eyes were full of sluggishness.

No one thought that Han Xiaodong would be so generous!

200,000, for them high school students, that's an astronomical amount, even if He Jiahao is a rich second generation, he will never dare to throw out 200,000 directly!

But Han Xiaodong dared.

What no one has ever dared to do, Han Xiaodong actually did.

Still in public!

"you, Han Xiaodong, are you crazy, 200,000? Do you know how much 200,000 is? You peasant ......?"

He Jiahao scolded, so angry that his whole body trembled slightly.

He only donated 10,000 yuan, and Han Xiaodong wanted to donate 200,000 yuan?

"Impossible! Han Xiaodong, didn't you only win tens of thousands of lotteries? There are 200,000 ......" Wu Lili screamed, her mouth wide open, and she could stuff an egg.

"That's it, Han Xiaodong, you won't sell your kidney, will you. ”

Ma Xiaoli looked crazy, and her almond face was distorted and slightly deformed.

"Xiaodong, although you said that you want to donate more than He Jiahao, but you can't donate 200,000, do you know what 200,000 means?"

Yu Wanyan continued, and there was a slight hint of anger on her pretty face.

Could this kid really sell his kidney? Otherwise, how could he donate 200,000 yuan?

"Yes, Han Xiaodong, where do you get 200,000?"

Chen Fei'er snorted, said, and trotted all the way over, touching Han Xiaodong's lower abdomen, as if she wanted to see if this guy really sold his kidney.

"Fei'er, where are you going?"

Han Xiaodong's face turned red, and he hurriedly slapped the salty pig's hand away, and said calmly: "Don't worry, Fei'er, I didn't sell my kidney!"

"You didn't sell your kidney, did you...... You won five million?" Chen Fei'er looked curious.

Han Xiaodong chuckled, "Not really." ”

"Could it be...... Is your house in time for demolition?"

Chen Fei'er looked like she broke the casserole and asked to the end, and asked.

"Reluctantly...... Sort of. ”

Han Xiaodong said vaguely, demolition?

His dead ghost father is engaged in real estate, and he can be regarded as a big demolition household.

As he spoke, he looked at Yu Wanyan and said with a serious face: "Teacher Yu, in the past three years, you have been taking great care of me, and now that my master is in trouble, of course I have to help." ”

This is not that Han Xiaodong is making excuses, but that he thinks so in his heart!

In the class, except for Chen Fei'er, Han Xiaodong remembered that it seemed that only Yu Wanyan treated him differently, even if every time he paid the tuition, she didn't rush it, and once, she took the initiative to help herself pay the tuition.

Now that Yu Wanyan is in trouble, how can he not help!

Is 200,000 a lot?

For Han Xiaodong, it's just a string of numbers.

"Xiaodong, you ...... Are you serious?" Yu Wanyan was stunned, and a trace of mist couldn't help but rise in her beautiful eyes.

"Teacher Yu, don't be in a daze, give me WeChat!" Han Xiaodong urged.

"Oh, oh, I'll get ...... right away."

Yu Wanyan nodded hurriedly, although she didn't know if Han Xiaodong really wanted to donate, but in order to treat her father, she still took out her mobile phone and quickly added Han Xiaodong's WeChat.

Han Xiaodong didn't talk nonsense, and immediately transferred 200,000 yuan and entered Yu Wanyan's WeChat.

This is a donation, and of course he will not be stingy.

Ding dong!

Soon, a transfer reminder has been sent out on Yu Wanyan's mobile phone, no more, no less, exactly 200,000!

"Actually...... It's really 200,000!"

Yu Wanyan looked at her mobile phone and couldn't help but exclaim, she never expected that the money for treatment would be raised directly in the hands of a poor student?

"Han Xiaodong, you really donated 200,000 yuan!"

Chen Fei'er snorted, her beautiful eyes lit up, revealing a hint of brilliance.

"Damn, isn't Han Xiaodong a poor ghost?...... where did he get the money" He Jiahao's eyes widened and he exclaimed.

"Could it be...... Han Xiaodong didn't win the lottery, but the rich second generation?"

Wu Lili couldn't hide her shock, and her jaw almost fell to the ground.

"This is too generous, isn't it? What kind of house did Han Xiaodong's family demolish? He actually donated 200,000 yuan, which can buy a family car, or a high-end ......."

Ma Xiaoli muttered to herself.

The three of them were still delusional before, relying on donations to squeeze Han Xiaodong dry, but now it seems that Han Xiaodong is not short of money at all!

Even, it is several times more generous than they imagined!

What is a local tyrant?

That's it!

What is the Rich Second Generation?

That's obviously it!

Han Xiaodong directly donated 200,000 yuan to charity, and almost knocked them out.

In front of the entire teaching building, there was also silence, and there was a panting sound!

The guys who laughed at Han Xiaodong before were silent, they were dumbfounded, their two eyes were round, and their faces turned white with fright.

"Han Xiaodong, don't worry, if you donate 200,000 yuan, I will definitely report to the school, let you be on the honor roll, and award a small pennant!"

Suddenly, Yu Wanyan looked at Han Xiaodong with a grateful face and said seriously.

"Wow, on the honor roll, and a small pennant?" Chen Fei'er said enviously, this is the highest honor for a student.

"Damn, I obviously donated 10,000 yuan, but why is there no such treatment......" He Jiahao gritted his teeth tightly, and he was about to bite his lips, especially looking at it, Yu Wanyan and Chen Fei'er both looked at Han Xiaodong differently, and he was almost mad.

"Teacher Yu, no need. ”

Han Xiaodong shook his head, then walked into the teaching building and went back to the classroom.

In fact, he did this not to show off, but to tell He Jiahao that he, Han Xiaodong, is not so easy to bully!

From today on, he is no longer the object of humiliation and ridicule.

"Han Xiaodong, wait for me!"

Chen Fei'er quickly followed, her little face full of youth was full of excitement.

In front of the teaching building, only Yu Wanyan was still standing there and muttering: "Donated 200,000 yuan at once?

……

Back in the classroom, Han Xiaodong was not proud, but the corners of his lips hooked up a hint of playfulness.

Fighting for the rich?

This He Jiahao seems to have found the wrong person.

In addition, in the three years of high school, the reason why he was very low-key was that his father's fate was difficult to disobey, and secondly, he was secretly practicing a practice!

This exercise is called the Ancestral Dragon Jue!

It took Han Xiaodong three years just to dredge the meridians, and now, it's time to really get started.

"If I offend He Jiahao, that guy will definitely not give up, so I'll hurry up...... Let's improve our strength. ”

Han Xiaodong said silently.

After finishing speaking, a stream of air immediately appeared in the meridians of his body.

Buzzing!

Then, this air flow, as if it had spirituality, traveled in Han Xiaodong's body, running for one week and one week after another, and the cycle was endless.

Han Xiaodong's body is also running, getting stronger little by little......

Meridians, muscles, bones, brain...... are gradually getting stronger.

In a short time, it has been running for 7749 weeks!

"Almost. ”

Han Xiaodong thought silently, and his mind moved.

Airplanes!

There was an immediate crackle in the body, the meridians expanded, and the strength increased greatly, and at the same time, he finally successfully introduced the "Ancestral Dragon Jue".

Both strength and wisdom have increased significantly!

"Now...... If I go heads-up, I can play at least eight at a time!"

Han Xiaodong was secretly surprised, but on the surface he was silent.

While he was practicing, the students had already returned to the classroom one after another.

Chen Fei'er, this girl, had already sat next to Han Xiaodong, but after she returned to the classroom, Liu Ye's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she had something on her mind!

"Fei'er, what's wrong with you?" Han Xiaodong asked tentatively.

Chen Fei'er pursed her lips and looked depressed, "Han Xiaodong, my best friend is coming to play with me, but I'm afraid that it's too late to play, and it's too dangerous to go back to school alone, what can I do!"

"Then why don't you bring a buddy?"

Han Xiaodong immediately came up with an idea and suggested.

"Seems to be!"

Chen Fei'er's eyes lit up, looked at Han Xiaodong, pouted with a cherry mouth, shook Han Xiaodong's arm, and said longingly: "Han Xiaodong, or ...... Will you come with me?"