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

Chapter 38 Staring at Qingmei with a fierce look

The eyes of the entire class were fixed on Zhang Wuyong.

At this moment, they felt that this guy deserved a beating.

Moreover, the scene at this moment is really too strange.

Teacher Liao, who had just called him out, ran back in embarrassment with a red face.

This guy is becoming arrogant?

Zhang Wuyong sat back in his seat.

Liao Xiumei blushed, took the blackboard brush, and hit the desk to make everyone quiet down.

"Keep doing the questions!" she scolded.

However, she was not as stern and scary as usual.

Some boys even felt that she looked like a teacher in a short movie.

"Zhang Wuyong, did you find something on Teacher Liao?" Qian Shu lowered his head. "Just now outside, were you pressing her against the wall and saying something like, 'You don't want your affairs to be known, do you?'"

Zhang Wuyong also started writing questions: "This Japanese netizen, please pay attention!"

Liao Xiumei's sudden change was indeed a very strange thing for everyone.

Not only the students, in fact, even the teachers in the school felt strange.

But no matter what, as the college entrance examination approaches, every student is still working at a high intensity.

After school, Zhang Wuyong went home, had dinner, and first did some homework.

After a while, he took his homework and went to the opposite house.

Zhao Yutong let him in and let him do his homework with her in his room.

Zhang Wuyong picked up the question that he didn't know how to solve and asked her for help.

"Chemistry?" Zhao Yutong sat on the left side of the desk and turned to look at the test paper.

"Yeah! Chemistry!" Zhang Wuyong replied.

When he was doing his homework today, he unexpectedly discovered that he seemed to have some understanding of chemistry.

Come over quickly and let Zhao Yutong help him explain.

Zhao Yutong picked up the pen and taught him based on the paper in his hand.

This paper actually contains all the content from the second year of high school.

Perhaps because his mathematics and physics had begun to improve, Zhang Wuyong found that he was finding it easier and easier to understand Tongtong's explanations.

"Come to think of it, Teacher Liao seems like a completely different person today." Zhao Yutong picked up the black fountain pen and nodded her chin slightly, looking still surprised. "Also, I was called in by the disciplinary office this afternoon and verbally reprimanded. Jing Lei will also be punished."

"I know!" Zhang Wuyong said, "Teacher Liao called me out of our afternoon math class and apologized to me. She said she shouldn't have said that yesterday."

Zhao Yutong couldn't help but ask, "What happened? She's been our homeroom teacher for almost two years, and I've never seen her dressed like that before."

Zhang Wuyong lowered his head to explain, "People always change, right? Maybe she wanted to change all along, and just happened to encounter an opportunity."

Zhao Yutong turned to look at him again: "Wuyong, did you catch her with something and force her to apologize to you?"

Zhang Wuyong was surprised: "Why do you think so? Besides, what evidence do I have against her that I can catch her?"

Zhao Yutong had no clues at hand, so naturally she couldn't come up with anything.

Two people sat side by side, doing their homework.

The lights in Zhao Yutong's room come in three shades: cool white, warm white, and yellow. At this moment, the cool white is used, as it makes it easier for people to concentrate.

"By the way!" Zhang Wuyong chatted, "Some people say my eyes look fierce. Tongtong, do you think so?"

Zhao Yutong turned her head to look at him and saw that he was staring at his homework with his eyes narrowed slightly and a fierce look in his eyes.

She stood up and patted his shoulder.

Then he turned around and put the books in the bookcase. After a while, he took out two identical Chinese books.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Wuyong stood up and asked behind her.

Zhao Yutong placed the two books on the same page. She shoved one of them towards Zhang Wuyong and said, "Take this and place it on your chest... Yes, just like that! Stand here and don't move!"

Then, she walked to the other side of the wall and placed the book in her hand on her chest, with the side with words facing Zhang Wuyong.

She first looked at the Chinese textbook in Zhang Wu's hand, and then took two steps forward.

Then he asked, "Useless! What's written on it?"

Zhang Wuyong stared at the pages of the book in front of her plump chest, his eyes narrowed slightly and a fierce look in his eyes.

Zhao Yutong took another step forward: "What now?"

Zhang Wuyong continued to stare.

It was not until the childhood sweetheart took another big step forward that he read out the above words.

Zhao Yutong looked at him: "Useless...Actually, you are nearsighted, right?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Zhang Wuyong denied it flatly.

Zhao Yutong took two steps back and looked at the book on Zhang Wuyong's chest. "You must be nearsighted! Maybe not very severely, but definitely nearsighted."

Zhang Wuyong vehemently denied it: "But I can see the blackboard."

"Do you have to squint your eyes to see? And after a long time, your eyes will get tired and your concentration will be easily distracted, right?" Zhao Yutong said unhappily.
"Your seat isn't far back, it's in the middle. If your myopia isn't severe, it's normal for you to be able to see the words on the blackboard. But you often squint your eyes. Others don't know you're nearsighted because everyone knows about the fights you had in junior high. That's why they say you have fierce eyes."

Zhang Wuyong said, "That's impossible. I'm definitely not nearsighted."

He couldn't accept the fact that his grades didn't improve and instead he became nearsighted.

Tongtong has such good grades, but she doesn’t even have myopia.

Zhao Yutong sat back down and said, "You should go to the optician's shop tomorrow to get your eyesight tested and get a pair of glasses.

"The college entrance exam is only three months away, and you've been studying hard lately. Don't overstrain your eyes at this time."

Zhang Wuyong also sat back down: "No need! There's nothing wrong with my eyes. With my grades, how could I be nearsighted?"

Zhao Yutong said: "You have to think about it the other way around. It's because you are nearsighted and don't get glasses that you can't keep up with your studies.

"If you're nearsighted, you'll get tired looking at the blackboard easily, and when you're tired, your concentration will wander easily, so it's not your fault if you're not doing well in school."

Zhang Wuyong heard it and said, "Hmm! Tongtong, you're right. This should be the question."

Zhao Yutong raised her hand and patted him on the back: "Right?"

Just like coaxing a child!
The next day, just after school in the morning, as soon as Zhang Wuyong went out, Zhao Yutong called him.

"I've already told Auntie about your myopia on WeChat!" Zhao Yutong took out her smartphone, raised her head in front of him, and waved it at him. "I'll take you to the glasses store at noon today, and we'll eat lunch outside. After the eye test, Auntie has already sent me the money for the glasses."

"I think I'd better forget it!" Zhang Wuyong said, "It's not a big deal if I don't wear glasses. I'm not really suited to wearing glasses..."

"Let's go!" Zhao Yutong grabbed his hand, held it and left without any explanation.

(End of this chapter)