"Tread, step, step"

In the corridor, Tang Zecheng followed behind Mr. Hayano, listening to the sound of high heels stepping on the ground, and looking at the teacher's writhing buttocks, he was in a trance.

If it was the simulated personality just now, he must have already made a move.

Walking down the corridor, the two entered the teacher's office.

There was only one older teacher in the office, and that was the math teacher.

Karasawa followed Mr. Hayano to her office, Mr. Hayano sat on a chair, opened the cabinet below, took out a small bag from it, unzipped it, and took out a few boxes of similar medicines from it.

"Classmate Tang Ze, you have these bottles of nutritional medicine." Mr. Hayano handed over a few boxes of medicine.

"These nutrients can replenish all kinds of vitamins that the body needs. The teacher sees that your physique is already very poor, so you should supplement your nutrition well, and you should exercise more in the future, and you can't be lazy every day. ”

Tang Zecheng had some unexpected expressions, he didn't expect that Mr. Hayano would deliberately buy nutritional medicine.

Although she knew that Ms. Hayano cared about her students, she would not mind using her living expenses to buy lunch boxes or nutritional products for her students.

But why buy it for me all of a sudden?

There's no such thing in the simulation.

Seeing that Tang Zecheng didn't take the medicine, Mr. Hayano explained with a smile: "The teacher has read your information, and you have been weak and sick since you were a child. And you've just transferred from the Dragon Kingdom to Tokyo not long ago, and you're relatively unfamiliar with the environment here, so you shouldn't be able to adapt to it. ”

"The teacher saw that you were distracted again during class just now, did you have a headache? Or are you not feeling well? ”

Listening to Mr. Hayano's explanation, Tang Zecheng understood, but he didn't expect that it was the uncomfortable expression of accepting the memory when he simulated it, which was regarded by Mr. Hayano as a sign of poor health.

As for the physique of the predecessor, it is indeed frail and sickly, coupled with an introverted personality, which is very unpopular.

If it weren't for the good skin, it would have been even worse.

Tang Zecheng was no longer polite: "It's true that I have some headaches and discomfort, thank you for your concern." ”

"But, teacher, can you put these medicines in your bag first? I'll come back after school to get it. ”

"Yes."

Mr. Hayano nodded slightly, and she noticed that Karasawa-san, who didn't look so introverted.

Perhaps, trust yourself, or see yourself as a trustworthy person.

It's a good feeling.

Mr. Hayano took the medicine with a happy mood and went to the bag in the cabinet with his other hand. But maybe she forgot to zip the medicine just now, she took the bag backwards and accidentally dropped the contents on the ground.

Lipstick, vanity mirrors, weird stuff......

The air was suddenly quiet.

For a while, I couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

Ms. Hayano froze in place, and after a few seconds, the first time she reacted, she quickly bent down and stuffed all the lipstick and other things into her backpack.

Then he looked at Tang Zecheng calmly, and changed the topic: "Okay, the teacher will help you bring the medicine, and you remember to come to the teacher after school." ”

"Well, thank you, Mr. Hayano,"

"It's fine."

Mr. Hayano just breathed a sigh of relief, but he heard Tang Zecheng wonder: "Teacher, what was that thing just now?" ”

"Huh? That, that's the teacher's beautiful container, you don't need it, you don't need to know so much. Mr. Hayano explained calmly, praying in his heart that today's children should not be so precocious.

Otherwise, if she recognized that thing, her dignity as a dignified teacher would be gone.

"I'm sure I won't need it."

Tang Zecheng complained with amusement in his heart, but with an ignorant expression on his face, he nodded his head: "Teacher, I know." ”

"Hmmm! Class is about to start, so go back to the classroom. ”

"Okay, goodbye, teacher."

Looking at the back of Tang Zecheng leaving, Mr. Hayano only felt that his heart was about to jump out.

Being seen by their own students, too...... It's so exciting!

However, if Tang Ze knew the role of the beauty container in the future, would he think of himself as a perverted teacher?

The more I thought about it, the more ashamed I became, but I was still a little excited inexplicably.

On the other side,

After leaving the office, Tang Zecheng's face was calm.

He already knew that Hayano-sensei was a pervert, so it wasn't surprising.

But needless to say, she was a good teacher.

She just likes the excitement of life, it's a personal fetish.

Back to the classroom.

The class bell rings.

Tang Zecheng leaned back in his chair, his consciousness fluttering, because of Hayano Sensei's beautiful container, he recalled a girl who taught himself seventy-three ways to use it in the way of on-site teaching.

I have to say that she is really talented.

The pen in Tang Zecheng's hand turned, and if he had the opportunity, he wanted to teach this technique to Mr. Hayano, so it should be a thank you gift from the teacher for buying nutritional medicine for himself!

With this in mind, the math teacher also walked into the classroom and started the last math lesson of the day.

Tang Zecheng yawned, there were no more simulations today, and he could only listen to the teacher's lecture boredly.

After listening for a while, Tang Zecheng was distracted, and his eyes looked out the window, just in time to see the red and green playground.

There are several classes of students in the playground who are in PE class.

The bird flew to the window, landed on the branch, and looked down for insects on the trunk. The sun shone in, warm and warm, making people a little sleepy.

In the classroom, there is a teacher who chatters non-stop, and below are the students who are listening carefully.

The breath of youth made Tang Zecheng feel like a world away for a moment.

Everything around us was familiar, as if it had happened yesterday, but that was many years ago.

Now it is someone else's youth, very similar to him, but completely different.

"In addition to lawlessness, my youth back then was not much better than the development in the simulator." Tang Zecheng suddenly sighed a little emotionally.

He seemed to understand at once why all the simulated personalities were so.

Just as Tang Zecheng was staring out the window with his chin on his lean, the math teacher noticed him.

As the most rigorous math teacher, he was not used to such behavior.

"Tang Ze, come up and solve this problem."

The sudden cry made all the students' eyes focus on Tang Zecheng, and it also made him himself come back to his senses slightly.

I didn't expect to be caught by the teacher if I wandered now.

Tang Zecheng thought helplessly, stood up, and walked to the podium.

He looked at the question on the blackboard, and the hand that picked up the chalk paused slightly.

Wait, I seem to have forgotten all the things in high school.

The older math teacher waited quietly with his hands behind his back.

He didn't wait for Tang Ze to solve the problem, he just wanted the students who deserted in class to listen to the lecture carefully.

After all, he hasn't talked about this problem yet, how can a deserted student solve it? Even the best student in the class can't figure it out.

The classmates were also talking in whispers, all of them felt that Tang Ze should take the initiative to apologize to the teacher.

"Tang Ze, haven't you thought about it yet?" The math teacher asked.

It was this urging that made Tang Zecheng come back to his senses from the memory of his previous life, and the chalk in his hand also fell, and he began to solve the problem.

In less than 30 seconds, he wrote down the process and the answer.

"Teacher, it's alright."