"Tang Ze, you should prepare well during this time, the teacher believes that as long as you play steadily, you will definitely be able to achieve good results." Teacher Ichiya encouraged.

The principal even made a promise on the spot: "Tang Ze, when you finish participating in the math competition, I will definitely ask Mr. Hayano to help you with your homework!" ”

I have to say that the principal understands boys!

Money + the temptation of a beautiful teacher's make-up class, who can resist this?

Although Karasawa didn't participate in the competition for the sake of Mr. Hayano, he wanted the prize money.

500,000 yen plus additional bonus from school subsidy...... It's enough to live a privileged life for a month or two.

Bidding farewell to the enthusiastic principal and Mr. Ichitani, Karasawa Castle headed to the classroom.

The first class was Mr. Hayano's English class.

Tang Zecheng was about to start the simulation, but looking at Mr. Hayano, who was giving a serious lecture on the podium, he still chose to give the dedicated teacher a face.

Moreover, there was a question that was always tangled in his mind that made him unable to calm down.

"Mr. Hayano, are you wearing it or not?"

Tang Zecheng's gaze fluttered, crossing the black silk.

At this point,

Mr. Hayano finished writing on the blackboard, and when he turned his head, he happened to meet Tang Zecheng's curious eyes.

Tang Zecheng showed a polite smile, and Mr. Hayano also nodded slightly, resolving the embarrassment of looking at each other and continuing to lecture.

"Are you so sensitive to sight?" Tang Zecheng leaned back in his chair, thoughts flashed in his mind, and the pen in his hand turned.

In fact, he still has a lot of respect for the conscientious Hayano teacher, and such a good teacher also deserves to be respected.

It's just that.

Mr. Hayano's behavior in the simulation is still too unrestrained.

Looking at Mr. Hayano, who was lecturing very dignifiedly, Tang Zecheng wondered in his heart, did Mr. Hayano have such a hobby, or was it different from the simulator?

According to previous experience, except for his own personality, the other characters should be exactly the same as in reality. Therefore, Mr. Hayano must not be wearing fat, and even has a revealing ...... Hey, the more I thought about Tang Zecheng, the more I felt that I couldn't think about it.

You can't continue to think about it, otherwise you won't respect your teacher.

Probably sensing that Tang Zecheng's eyes were getting stranger and stranger, Mr. Hayano looked at him after finishing a question.

"Tang Ze, you can translate this sentence." Mr. Hayano named Karasawa Castle.

His curiosity attracted him special attention.

Tang Zecheng smiled modestly, and under the gaze of the whole class, he stood up and translated the English paragraphs.

With the knowledge of the graduates of the University of Tokyo, it is naturally not difficult to translate this kind of sentence.

It should be said that the English of the whole high school is very simple for him, he can translate fluently, and he can also talk to foreigners fluently.

Tang Zecheng's fluent speaking made the students in the class look sideways.

"Tang Ze's English is so good."

"Well, this fluent speaking feels the same as a foreigner."

"No wonder Tang Ze is always distracted in class, it turns out that he has already learned these things."

"Tang Ze is so good, can he be admitted to Tokyo University?"

The students whispered, their expressions of surprise.

Backseat.

Sayamina looked at Tang Zecheng's back, with a bit of adoration in her eyes, and her face turned slightly red.

"Tang Ze, that's amazing......"

"Not bad, pretty standard." Ms. Hayano nodded in satisfaction, and she was also surprised by Karasawa's performance.

It seems that Mr. Ichiya is right, and Tang Ze is really a very smart student.

Even if you are always distracted in class every day, you can always keep up with the class.

If that's the case, there's nothing wrong with him being lazy. Mr. Hayano paused and said, "Karasawa-san, please take a seat." ”

Before you know it, a lesson has passed.

After class.

Tang Zecheng went out to go to the toilet, and on the way back, he happened to meet Fujiwara Aoi, and the two said hello briefly and talked a few words like friends.

"Tang Ze, you got up really early today."

"Huh? Fujiwara-san, how do you know? Let me think about it, Fujiwara-san can't be spying on me, right? ”

"No, no, I saw Tang Ze when I was feeding Xiaochai in the morning, and you went out with your schoolbag, so I knew." Fujiwara Aoi hurriedly explained, blushing a little and his eyes wandering.

"Oh, why didn't Fujiwara-san call me along? Aren't we friends? It's a strange relationship. ”

"No, no, don't get me wrong, Tang Ze, I really didn't treat you as a friend, I just... It's just..."Fujiwara-san was incoherent for a while, not knowing how to explain, but he looked anxious.

Tang Zecheng smiled, and no longer made fun of Xiaokui, but said, "Okay, class is coming soon, let's go back to the classroom first." ”

"Hmmm......"

Aoi pursed her lips and stopped talking. It seemed that she wanted to explain something, but because the class bell rang in time, she could only suppress the words that came to her mouth.

meanwhile

At the corner of the corridor, Takashi Murakami gritted his teeth, his eyes staring at the backs of the two of them talking and laughing.

The simple major general's anger and resentment were completely expressed on his face, and he couldn't wait to be solo with Tang Zecheng on the spot.

Listening to the class bell, he leaned against the wall, took out his mobile phone and made a call, with a gloomy face, not knowing what he was saying.

……

This lesson is a history lesson.

After seeing the bald history teacher walk in, Tang Zecheng chose a good position and started the simulation.

It's not because he doesn't want to respect the teacher, and it's not because the bald teacher doesn't have long round legs to look at, but because there is nothing to learn from the history of the island nation!

Most of modern history is fabricated by distorting facts, and ancient history is all small fights, and there is no fun in learning.

Reasonable use of time, very reasonable.

"Let's start the simulation!"

【Please select your simulated route】

[Choice 1, hard work: diligence!] Labor! Step up your game!! 】

[Option 2, no business, no treachery: As a businessman, how can you make money without being treacherous and cunning? 】

[Option 3, cool in the moment: no matter how much he is, open the cloud disk first, and then think about other things after being cool]

[Choice 4, ruthless: decisive and resolute, revenge will be avenged]

Tang Zecheng looked around and did not refresh a new route. It seems that we can only choose one of the three routes that we have not chosen.

"Speaking of which, why haven't I refreshed the options in the past two days, I still want to try the direction I haven't tried......" Tang Zecheng muttered.

The routes refreshed in the two days were all simulated before, and there was no complete innovation.

I don't know if it's the reason for the system update, or what's going on.

It's lost a bit of a sense of exploration.

Subsequently.

Tang Zecheng ruled out the current route and began to choose from the remaining three routes.

"Pick 4."

After thinking about it for a while, Tang Zecheng chose to be ruthless.