"Tread, step, step"

In the corridor, Tang Zecheng followed Teacher Hayon, listening to the sound of his high heels stepping on the ground, and watching the teacher's twisting buttocks, he was a little dazed.

If it was the Sim just now, he must have taken action.

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

There is only one older teacher in the office, a math teacher.

Tang Zecheng followed Teacher Hayon to her office. Teacher Hayon sat on the chair, opened the cabinet below, took out a small bag from it, unzipped the zipper, and took out a few boxes of medicine-like items from it.

"Student Tang Ze, please take these bottles of nutritional medicine." Teacher Hayao handed over several boxes of medicine.

"These nutritional medicines can supplement the various vitamins needed by the body. The teacher sees that your physical condition is already very poor, so you should supplement your nutrition well and exercise more in the future. You should not be lazy every day."

Tang Zecheng had some unexpected expression, but he didn't expect that Mr. Hayon would buy nutritional medicines on purpose.

Although she knows that Mr. Hayon cares about her students very much, she doesn't mind using her living expenses to buy bento or nutritional supplements for her students.

But why did you buy it for me suddenly?

There is no such scene in the simulation.

Seeing that Tang Zecheng had not received medicine, Teacher Hayano explained with a smile: "The teacher has read your information. You have been weak and sick since childhood. Moreover, you have just transferred from the Dragon Kingdom to Tokyo, and you are relatively unfamiliar with the environment here, so you should not be very adaptable."

"The teacher saw that you were distracted again in class just now. Is it because of a headache? Or is it uncomfortable?"

Listening to Mr. Hayono's explanation, Tang Zecheng understood. Unexpectedly, it was his uncomfortable expression of accepting memory when he simulated, which was regarded by Mr. Hayon as a sign of bad health.

As for the physical constitution of the previous person, he was indeed weak and sickly, and his introverted personality was very unpopular.

If it is not the skin, it will definitely be even worse.

Tang Zecheng was no longer polite: "I really feel a little headache and uncomfortable, thank you Mr. Hayon for your concern."

"But, teacher, can these medicines be kept in your bag first? I will come and get them after school."

"Can."

Teacher Hayon nodded slightly, and she found that Tang Ze did not look so introverted.

Maybe you trust yourself, or you think of yourself as a trustworthy person.

This feels really good.

Teacher Hayano took the medicine with a happy mood and went to grab the bag in the cabinet with his other hand. But maybe she forgot to zip the zipper just now, so she took the bag back and accidentally dropped the thing inside on the ground.

Lipstick, makeup mirror, weird stuff...

The air suddenly became quiet.

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

Teacher Hayon was frozen in place. After a few seconds, she immediately bent down and stuffed all the lipstick into her backpack.

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

"Well, thank you Mr. Hayano,"

"fine."

Teacher Hayon just breathed a sigh of relief, but heard Tang Zecheng wondering: "Teacher, what was that thing just now?"

"Ah? That, that is the teacher's beauty vessel. You don't need to use it, you don't need to know so much." Teacher Hayon explained strongly and calmly, praying in his heart. Children nowadays must not be so precocious.

Otherwise, if she recognizes that thing, her dignity as a dignified teacher will be gone.

"I definitely can't use it."

Tang Zecheng was amused and complained, but there was a ignorant expression on his face, and he pointed his head: "Teacher, I understand."

"Yeah! Class is coming soon, you go back to the classroom."

"Okay, goodbye to the teacher."

Looking at Tang Zecheng's back as he left, Mr. Hayon felt that his heart was about to jump out.

It’s so... so exciting to be seen by your own students!

However, if Tang Ze knew the function of beauty vessels in the future, would he regard himself as a perverted teacher?

The more I think about it, the more I feel ashamed, but I feel a little excited.

On the other side,

After leaving the office, Tang Zecheng looked calm.

He had known for a long time that Mr. Hayano was a pervert, so it was not surprising.

But there is no doubt that she is a very good teacher.

She just likes a thrilling life, which is a personal hobby.

Back to the classroom.

The class ringtone rang.

Tang Zecheng leaned against the chair, his spiritual sense fluttered. Because of Mr. Hayono's beauty vessel, he recalled a girl who taught himself seventy-three ways to use it through live teaching.

I have to say that she is really talented.

The pen in Tang Zecheng's hand turned. If he had the chance, he wanted to teach this technology to Teacher Hayao, just treat it as a thank you gift for the teacher to buy nutritional medicine for himself!

Thinking of this, the math teacher also walked into the classroom and started the last math class today.

Tang Zecheng yawned. There were no simulations today, so he could only listen to the teacher's lecture bored.

After listening for a while, Tang Zecheng was distracted and looked out the window, and he could see the red and green playground.

There are several students in the playground taking physical education classes.

The birds flew to the window, landed on the branches, and looked down on the trunk to look for insects. The sun shone in, warm and a little sleepy.

In class, there were teachers chattering endlessly, and below were students who listened carefully.

The breath of youth makes Tang Zecheng feel like a lifetime ago.

Everything around me is very familiar, as if it happened yesterday, but that was many years ago.

Now is the youth that belongs to others, which is very similar to him, but completely different.

"Apart from lawlessness, my youth back then was actually not much better than the expansion in the simulator." Tang Zecheng suddenly felt a little moved.

He seemed to understand at once why all the simulated personality are so lustful.

Just as Tang Zecheng was leaning on his chin and looking out the window distracted, the math teacher noticed him.

As the most rigorous math teacher, he couldn't stand such behavior.

"Student Tang Ze, come up and solve this question."

The sudden screams made all the students' eyes look at Tang Zecheng and also made him feel slightly.

Unexpectedly, if you are distracted, you will be caught by the teacher.

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

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

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

The older math teacher was waiting quietly on the side with his hands behind his back.

He was not waiting for classmate Tang Ze to solve the problem, he just wanted the students who were abandoned in class to listen carefully.

After all, he hasn't explained this question yet. How can students who are absent-minded? Even students with the best academic performance in the class cannot solve it.

The students were also talking in a low voice, all of which were thinking that Tang Ze should take the initiative to apologize to the teacher.

"Student Tang Ze, have you not thought about it yet?" asked the math teacher.

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

In less than thirty seconds, he wrote down the problem-solving process and answers.
Chapter completed!