Click click click…

After a gentle pop, a ball of flame appeared.

"Please see, the electrons just now have changed their energy levels. What about the molecules? The molecules will change their chemical bonds..."

Wearing a pair of glasses and a very period sweater.

Walter White is teaching students.

He spoke very well and very vividly.

The flame was there, changing color constantly, and he sprayed something out with a sprayer, and that was it.

Very beautiful and great.

White's expression is also very good and he is definitely a good teacher.

but……

"How about going to your place tonight?"

"In your dreams."

"Looking at how naughty you are, you must have missed me."

"Don't be like this, we are in class..."

Many of the students listened attentively. After all, there are not many such teachers anymore, and White is also a winner of the Nobel Prize for Contribution to a Nobel Prize-winning project.

Quite excellent.

However, some students don't care at all. They regard the classroom as a random place. That is to say, it is perfectly fine to fall in love casually and get tired of it as hard as you can.

This made White couldn't stand it anymore.

"Is there something wrong with your seat?"

After hearing this, the male classmate's expression changed, and then he returned to his seat, but he made a lot of noise.

He also looked at White with a look like, "Who do you think you are?"

Being a teacher is actually treated like this...

White couldn't help but be angry, but after his face changed several times, he still forced out a smile.

Continue with his chemistry class.

…

"Hey! Walter, that guy said he wasn't coming."

"ah?"

"Man, you know, we're short of manpower."

"But……"

"I'll do the cashier job, okay?"

"..."

What happened at school is now in the past.

Who hasn't met a few naughty kids these days?

But next, White has to find a part-time job.

Part-time jobs are common in the United States. Many middle-class people live in big houses, but they actually work part-time jobs.

Especially teachers.

High school teachers in the United States, in public schools, earn very little.

Of course, many people don't believe this, but this is the reality. At present, it is about one thousand or one thousand and fifteen dollars per month.

Well, if converted into RMB, then this looks pretty good.

You can earn dollars and spend dollars.

Even though the purchasing power of the US dollar is very strong, the amount is really small.

The place where White works part-time is a car wash, a very large one.

He doesn't wash cars, and works as a cashier on weekdays.

However, some guy didn't come, so the boss asked him to wash the car, and then the boss paid the money himself.

What can be done about this?

Ever since, still wearing the same sweater and the same pair of glasses, White, the teacher who should have been respected.

Carrying a bucket and cleaning tools, he squatted next to a sports car.

This sports car is really good, and it even doesn't need to be washed at all.

But rich people don’t just do whatever they want.

Even if it doesn't need to be washed, they can wash it if they want.

But White didn't expect...

"Hi~Teacher White, why are you here?"

"Oh, my God! Mr. White, are you washing the car here? Are you washing Chad's car?"

It turned out to be the pair of 'students' who had been chatting with each other in class before.

White looked up at the two 'students' with anger in his eyes.

This definitely exists.

He is not a fool, his chemistry is so good, he is also a teacher, of course he understood it quickly.

Yes, this car didn't need to be washed at all, but it came here to be washed. Wasn't it just to see him as a teacher?

The look in his eyes before the investigation was actually evidence that this kid was going to do it all at once.

As for the 'female student', she probably doesn't know she is working here.

So……

A smile appeared on White's face again, but he didn't say anything, he just washed the car harder.

…

On the way home.

Click, click...

My car is in tatters and the storage box can no longer be closed.

White used his hands to do it again and again, but his other hand still had to hold the steering wheel.

until……

FAK!!!

A thrilling incident, almost causing a car accident.

White yelled angrily, his entire face was distorted, and the fine muscles on his face were twitching.

Some beads of sweat broke out from his face...

Finally, he ruthlessly smoothed his hair with his hands, revealing his already high hairline.

Start the car again.

Gone home.

…

"Hey! Happy birthday!"

"Haha...can't believe it?"

"Look who's here today!"

I really can't believe that today is White's birthday.

He even forgot that he was really startled the moment he opened the door at home.

But fortunately, someone remembered his birthday.

Well, not bad, my wife... her figure is out of shape.

It doesn't matter.

I have a handsome son. This boy is so handsome.

It seemed that White's only hope now was in his son. When he saw his son, an absolutely loving fatherly look appeared on his face.

but……

"Ah...oh, that..."
To be continued...