56: Torn stockings

"Tang Ze, why are you so late today?"

in the office.

Mr. Hayano had long black silk legs stacked together, holding the lesson plan in his left hand, and looked at Tang Zecheng with a more serious expression, admonishing him.

The student he was most optimistic about was late, and he was late for a class, and Mr. Hayano was a little angry.

Tang Zecheng's eyes raised slightly, and after meeting Hayano-sensei's gaze, he apologized, "I'm sorry, Hayano-sensei." I had a headache last night, my stomach was uncomfortable, I had insomnia and I didn't fall asleep for half the night, so I woke up an hour late in the morning. ā€

"Headache? What's wrong? Have you ever been to the hospital for a check-up? ā€

After hearing this explanation, Mr. Hayano slowly lowered his black high-heeled legs, and his expression slowly changed from serious to concern.

She knew that Tang Zecheng's physique was not good, so she easily believed his words.

Moreover, Tang Ze kept looking at his eyes when he spoke, such clear eyes are definitely not something that a liar can have.

Mr. Hayano couldn't help but worry, and he had already forgotten about being late.

"I haven't had time to go to the hospital yet."

"So what about now? Does your head still hurt? Do you want the teacher to take you to the hospital for a check-up? Hayano asked with concern.

She is always so conscientious to her students, even if she admonishes, it is only out of a mentality of hatred that iron does not become steel.

"It's already much better in the morning, I'm going to go to the hospital after school to see it myself, so I won't bother you, teacher."

As he spoke, Tang Zecheng's gaze turned slightly downward and returned to Mr. Hayano's lap. He had just accidentally noticed that the stockings on the inner thighs of the teacher had broken a small hole.

After confirmation, it was indeed a hole.

It seems that the quality of these stockings is not good.

Because of the simulation experience, Karasawa Castle is very aware of Hayano-sensei's character, so it is not difficult to deal with it.

"Well, after school,"

Mr. Hayano nodded slightly and said, "Class is coming soon, and now is a very critical time." Tang Ze, the teacher is very optimistic about you, you must not relax. ā€

"Yes."

"By the way, Tang Ze, did you forget to ask the teacher to get the medicine yesterday?"

Mr. Hayano said, bending down to open the cabinet and rummaging through the small bag.

Tang Zecheng's 5.0 vision eyes saw the deep groove at a glance.

Although it has been used many times in the simulation, I still feel my heart pounding when I see it in reality.

Mr. Hayano took out a few bottles of nutritional medicine from his pouch and handed them over.

"Tang Ze, you can bring the medicine yourself today, don't forget it and take it back."

"Well, thank you, Mr. Hayano."

Tang Zecheng took the medicine bottle with both hands.

Inadvertently touched Mr. Hayano's fingers, and the other party subconsciously shrank back, very sensitive.

Tang Zecheng said in a calm tone: "Teacher Hayano, class is coming soon, I'll go back to the classroom first." ā€

"Well, go ahead."

Mr. Hayano nodded slightly.

Seeing Tang Zecheng's back disappear around the corner, she couldn't help but raise her right hand slightly, glanced at the fingers that had been touched just now, there was a little strangeness in her eyes, and then her palm slowly clenched into a fist.

Back to the classroom.

Tang Zecheng stuffed all the nutritional medicine into his school bag. Whether you eat or not, the teacher's heart can't be wasted.

When Tang Zecheng was loading the medicine, she happened to be seen by Mina Sayaka who had been staring at him in the back seat, and she couldn't help but be curious.

How could Tang Ze buy so many medicines? Could it be that you are sick?

She hesitated for a moment, then got up and walked over.

Saya's appearance is not high, but she has a very good figure and knows how to dress, so she is also a popular female character in the class.

When she walked towards Tang Zecheng, many students turned their eyes.

"Tang Ze, are you sick? I think you seem to have bought a lot of medicine. Mina Saya stood behind Karasawa Castle and asked in a whisper, as if shy.

After yesterday's events, Saya also wants to get closer to Tang Zejun, the only one who can understand him.

Tang Zecheng looked at Saya Mina, not surprised by her initiative to show overture. And responded: "I had a little cold yesterday, but I'm getting better." ā€

"That's right...... Then Tang Ze, you have to be careful to keep warm. ā€

"Well, thank you Saya for your concern."

Tang Zecheng looked at the slightly shy classmate Saya, and sighed a little in his heart.

In the simulator, this aid girl is not less pitted by her own personality.

In fact, Saya is also a good girl, in order to simulate the personality can go to the sea, willing to take out the small treasury she has saved and squander.

Recalling the process of "squeezing" Saya Mina from the simulated personality, he also felt that Saya-san's classmate was quite pitiful.

However, Tang Zecheng will definitely not find an aid girl as a girlfriend.

But.

Normal communication still does not need to be avoided, and the women who help them are also human beings, and they have not committed any crimes.

"Tang Ze, if you need help...... I—I have time at all times. ā€

Saya Mina said this shyly, and without waiting for Tang Zecheng to respond, she lowered her head shyly and walked back to her seat quickly, for fear of being seen in her mind.

As everyone knows, her obvious performance can be seen clearly by the students in the class!

The boys couldn't help but look at Tang Zecheng.

This guy, how can the girl's fate be so good!

Not only did the girls in the next class come to her, but even the girls in her own class were so shy about him, which was really enviable...... Oh no, it's condemnable!

"Tang Zejun, can I ask you a question?"

Watanabe Yamato turned his head and looked at Tang Zecheng very seriously.

"Say."

"Tang Zejun, why can you attract girls like it so much? Before, Fujiwara-san from the next class gave you a bento, and now Saya takes the initiative to care about you, and your girl's relationship is too good! Why is that? ā€

Watanabe Yamato looked at him with a serious expression, wanting to know the answer that every boy wanted to know.

Tang Zecheng smiled and asked, "Do you have a natural affection for good-looking girls?" ā€

Watanabe Yamato was stunned for a moment, "Of course, who doesn't like good-looking." ā€

"Although I don't think I can waste my youth on girls, if it's a beautiful girl, it doesn't matter!"

Tang Zecheng nodded.

then

He said seriously: "Then why don't you understand why I like girls?" ā€

Watanabe Yamato was stunned for a moment, then scratched the back of his head, and then suddenly there was a flash of inspiration!

He understood.

Instantly understood the meaning of Tang Zecheng.

Boys will have a good impression of good-looking girls, and then girls will definitely have a good impression of good-looking boys.

Looking at Tang Zejun's facial features again, Watanabe Yamato suddenly felt that a sword was inserted in his chest.

It's a critical hit!

It's okay like this!!

Though...... However, he really has no excuse to refute it.

Tang Zecheng's appearance is very high, and he has a gentle aura, which makes people feel good unconsciously.

The reason why he chose to greet Tang Zecheng at that time was also because of his initial favorability.

I have to say, it's really important to have a good face!

moreover

Tang Zecheng not only has a good face, but also a good figure.

Thinking about it, Watanabe Yamato felt another critical blow in his chest, and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood!

Then

The class bell rang, and it was only then that Watanabe Yamato, who was about to die, was saved from his life.

The students sat down and prepared to start class.

The first class is a math teacher's class.

Tang Zecheng had no desire to listen to the class, found a comfortable position to rely on, and prepared to start today's third simulation.