The Demon Monk System from Another World, but I didn't travel through time.

Chapter 31 "Teacher, take care!"

The female customer in the other corner of the store seemed to have difficulty making a choice and took a long time to choose.

Zhang Wuyong ignored her.

Some people are indeed hesitant when buying things.

Even if there are only two choices, I will choose between them.

Zhang Wuyong himself was fine.

But he knew that Zhao Yutong also had difficulty making choices.

Don't be fooled by how resolute and courageous she was when she beat someone up this morning.

In fact, she is a girl who can spend more than half an hour choosing between two different brands of jelly.

So last time Zhang Wuyong went to her house to apologize with a bunch of snacks.

He took the initiative and first gave her pineapple jelly and then gave her sesame candied haws.

Zhang Wuyong just gave it to her and she didn't have to choose.

Otherwise, she would hesitate for a long time about which one to eat first.

It felt like a long time had passed before the woman in the pink half-compartment on the other side came over with something.

Halfway through the walk, he turned around and walked back. When he walked out of the pink half compartment again, he had one in his left hand and one in his right hand.

So, why take so long to choose? Why not just take them all?
Zhang Wuyong could see through the glass of the counter that the female customer had come over.

But he didn't stand up immediately.

This will make the other person feel that you are always paying attention to her.

Some customers don't like the feeling of being stared at. If they feel that they are being given too much attention, they will not come back next time.

Until the other party walked to the counter by himself.

The black tube skirt and straight clothes give the impression that she is a serious and decent woman.

This counter has two levels, the useless math paper is placed on the lower level, and there is a cash register and a barcode scanner next to it.

"I want these two pieces. How much are they?" A woman in a straight suit, bound by her slender waist, appeared outside the glass counter.

"Okay!" Zhang Wuyong put down the black pen and picked up the barcode scanner next to him.

He felt that the voice sounded familiar, as if he heard it every day.

So he raised his head and glanced at the other person.

The other person just happened to lower his head and look at him doing math homework behind the counter.

At this moment, both of them were stunned at the same time.

Zhang Wuyong opened his eyes wide and looked at the face that he saw almost every day except weekends.

This was a face that made him more and more angry the more he looked at it during the day.

He couldn't help but look down at the math paper he was doing.

I have already done the opposite. Basically, I only wrote a few words for each question, and at most filled in some formulas, but these formulas were filled in randomly.

For a moment, Zhang Wuyong was worried that the other party would grab the paper, scold him, and then make him stand at the door.

But this is my shop!
The tall woman at the counter was also completely confused.

She looked down at the boy sitting behind the counter who had just put down his black fountain pen.

The papers he did were the ones he had just handed out in the afternoon.

Looking at the boy's test paper with some scribbled formulas on it, she knew at a glance that the boy knew nothing at all.

At this moment, she really wanted to scold the other person and make him stand outside as punishment.

"Teacher Liao!" Zhang Wuyong nodded with a smile, "Buying something?"

"Yeah!" Liao Xiumei asked back, "Are you here to look after the shop... or work?" "It's my family's shop!" Zhang Wuyong said, "Most of the time, it's my dad who looks after the shop here."

He scanned the barcodes one by one, "The total is three hundred and sixty. If you're an acquaintance, I can give you a 10% discount. Let me see, a 10% discount is..."

He pressed the number on the cash register and then looked at the 17-inch monitor.

"324?!" Liao Xiumei said subconsciously.

"Right, right!" Zhang Wuyong looked at the screen and nodded. "Three hundred and twenty-four, it really is worthy of being..."

Uh!
You really deserve to be a math teacher!

The atmosphere was so awkward that it looked like someone was eager to dig out a three-bedroom apartment from the ground with their toes.

Zhang Wuyong actually doesn't care.

After all, this is the business that my family runs.

Liao Xiumei's face looked like an ice sculpture filled with rosy morning glow.

"This is... for a shoulder massage!" Liao Xiumei explained quietly as she pulled out her phone to pay. "I've been grading homework lately, and my shoulders and waist have been a bit sore."

"I know! I know!" Zhang Wuyong smiled.

This is of course impossible.

"Correcting homework every day is indeed very tiring!" Zhang Wuyong smiled and echoed her words, "Fortunately, I didn't increase the teacher's workload!"

He pointed to the exercise paper he was working on.

If only every student's homework was as easy to correct as his.

She won’t have back pain like this!
Zhang Wuyong took out a large exquisite bag. The bags in this store looked very plain on the surface, and one couldn't tell what was inside when holding it in his hand.

"Teacher, take care!"

As he said this, he quickly glanced at the taskbar prompt that suddenly popped up.

At this moment, Liao Xiumei's head was full of blood, as if it was about to explode.

There is nothing more terrifying than being caught buying this kind of stuff by your own students.

She had actually been to this store several times before, but had never seen Zhang Wuyong here before.

But now thinking back, the shop owner, whom I had met a few times before, did look a bit like Zhang Wuyong.

She was extremely panicked.

She was worried that the whole school would know that she had bought something from this store tomorrow.

There's not even a need for tomorrow.

How many children nowadays don’t play with smartphones?
Maybe as soon as she left, he would take out his cell phone and talk about this in the student group.

Liao Xiumei opened her mouth and wanted to say something to Zhang Wuyong.

But I found that I couldn't speak at all.

Because in the afternoon, she was looking for trouble and scolded the boy and made him stand at the door.

Now think about what happened this morning. Jing Lei made a false accusation. Yao Xueqin knew that he was falsely accused but deliberately kept silent. Zhao Yutong slapped a classmate twice in front of the whole class during class.

All three of them actually made mistakes, but this boy did nothing wrong.

But I only target him!
She couldn't speak, so she could only pick up the bag he handed her and walk out.

When she left the store, she felt that she could no longer stay in this city.

Wow, can you blame me for this? I'm just stressed out lately.

Why does it become like this?

(End of this chapter)