At No. 1 High School, Chen Hao was somewhat of a glaring anomaly.
He was sloppy with his studies, unfocused, and aside from going to the internet café, he spent all his time playing basketball.
Almost every teacher who had ever taught him said he lacked concentration.
If he had been willing to invest a little effort into his studies, he certainly wouldn't be where he was now.
Yet Chen Hao would always just put on a facade of humbly accepting criticism, never actually changing his ways.
When Li Youyou returned to the classroom, she slumped over her desk to read, no longer thinking about the girl she had run into in the cafeteria just now.
Suddenly, her hoodie drawstring was grabbed from behind and yanked hard.
"Hunched over your desk reading like that, do you even want your eyes anymore?"
Chen Hao, having finished eating, stood behind her with his hands in his pockets. "Sit up straight."
Li Youyou felt a bit short of breath, her face flushing even redder. "Let go, or I'm going to lose my temper."
"How many times have I told you? No hunching over your desk to write, and no lying in bed to read."
Chen Hao couldn't be bothered with her attitude. "Don't you know how to protect your eyes? Do you think having lenses this thick looks good or something?"
"Since when is it any of your business?"
Annoyed, Li Youyou muttered under her breath, "Whether it looks good or not, what does it have to do with you?"
Chapter 37