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

Chapter 7: After eating the grass near the nest, chew the flowers on the roadside

After leaving the school gate, I met Zhao Yutong's mother Zhu Zhengwen.

Zhu Zhengwen drives a small white car. This car was bought a long time ago and is a bit old.

Aunt Zhu works in a hospital and is a very smart and capable person.

Although the two families live next door to each other, Zhang Wuyong and Zhao Yutong are childhood sweethearts, but they actually only started to know each other in junior high school.

When he was in elementary school, Zhang Wuyong only knew that there was a very introverted and silent skinny girl living next door.

This is how it is in the city. Even the neighbor who lives across the street may not be considered an acquaintance.

It was not until that incident happened that the two families really began to get to know each other.

After that incident, Zhu Zhengwen felt very guilty towards her daughter.

Because at that time, she, who had been busy with work for many years, realized that her daughter had been bullied at school.

And her impression of Zhang Wuyong also became very good.

Although he is not good at studying, he is indeed a good kid.

The white car entered the community and Zhu Zhengwen parked the car.

The three of them chatted as they entered the elevator.

The whole building has twenty floors, and they live on the ninth floor.

"Goodbye, Aunt Zhu!" After getting out of the elevator, Zhang Wuyong waved to the mother and daughter.

The elevator door slowly closed behind them, and the lights inside gradually dimmed.

When Zhang Wuyong arrived at his door, the sensor light above automatically lit up again.

Zhang Wuyong took out the key, opened the door and entered the house.

"You're back!" Mom's voice came from the kitchen. "How was class today?"

"That's it!" A question that couldn't be more clichéd, and an answer that couldn't be more clichéd.

No surprises, but reassuring.

After dinner, Zhang Wuyong studied in his room.

"Mom, let me use your phone!" Zhang Wuyong called outside, "I want to ask someone about their homework."

Zhang Wuyong also has a mobile phone, but it is a pure feature phone.

This is not because his family didn't buy him a smartphone, but because he was afraid that once he went online, he would lose control and start watching videos and chatting, thus wasting time.

He envied those guys who could use their smartphones and play games every day and still get very good grades.

But I couldn't do it, so I had to stay away from it.

He wanted to give it a try. Could he also ask his female classmates to “help him practice” through their cell phones?
If this is possible, then it would be easy.

Soon, my mother brought her smartphone over.

Zhang Wuyong boarded his own Penguin and sent a message via his mobile phone to a girl in his class who had good grades but was always checking her phone.

He took a picture of tonight's homework and asked the other party for help.

The other party sent him a download link for Zuoyebang and asked him to check it himself.

If it were that simple, why would I look for you?
Zhang Wuyong had no choice but to exchange a cup of milk tea for the other party's online teaching.

It turned out that he had wasted a cup of milk tea.

Even if voice chat is turned on, the system taskbar does not respond at all.

If it's not face to face, the system won't recognize it at all.

Ok!

I can only wait until tomorrow to find someone to teach me.

"I still don't quite understand it. Can you teach me again tomorrow morning at school?" He sent a message to the other party.

advance booking.

"?" The other party replied with a black question mark, "I'll explain it tomorrow, right?"

"I still don't understand even after the teacher's explanation. Please, I owe you an extra cup of milk tea!"

The other person sent a surprised emoji: "Are you deliberately looking for an excuse to send me milk tea? Are you interested in me?"

"Don't be so self-indulgent, you little girl! I just want someone to teach me." "That's okay! I almost thought I was going to compete with the class beauty next door for a man, but that's not the case, you little boy!"

Quit Penguin and return the smartphone to Mom.

When he went to bed at night, Zhang Wuyong continued to meditate on his bed according to the breathing method at the beginning of the Heavenly Demon Bliss Exercise.

I tried it these past two nights, and it really does make me feel refreshed the next day.

But he didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or he was just young.

Regardless, give it a try every night.

What if one day I suddenly absorb spiritual energy?

This breathing method takes four hours, or two hours, to complete one cycle.

Although during these four hours, there was no airflow formed by spiritual energy flowing in the body.

It is purely a matter of regulating breathing and meditating, imagining that there are “spiritual veins” flowing in your body.

But at around four in the morning, when I opened my eyes, I felt like I had just had a deep sleep and was no longer sleepy.

So he got up early in the morning to study.

Although it is all useless work, useless work is still work.

In the future, at least I can comfort myself that it’s not that I didn’t work hard, it’s simply that I don’t have enough talent.

Zhang Wuyong opened the system interface and took a look.

If I really traveled to another world, would I also start out as a loser?

Although he had very poor talent and insufficient bones, he relied on the Heavenly Demon Bliss Technique to absorb yin and replenish yang all day long, constantly replenishing his bones, and making rapid progress all the way. He shocked both the immortals and demons and finally became the unparalleled Demon Buddha.

Zhang Wuyong closed the system interface, looked at the English words in his hand again, and began to miss the dump truck.

When it was dawn, he went to school and first asked the female classmate who had made an appointment last night to teach him.

In total, she taught for 15 minutes until the little progress bar was full.

"It's not worth it just for that little bit of milk tea!" the female classmate sighed, "It feels like playing the lute to a cow."

"Don't look down on cows. The cow's perseverance in plowing the fields is something that all men in the world envy." Zhang Wuyong is proud that he is compared to a cow.

"The class beauty next door has always been attracted to you because of this advantage of yours?" The girl seemed to be thinking about something, considering whether to compete with the class beauty next door for the man.

"Don't talk nonsense, there's nothing between her and me." Zhang Wuyong can talk nonsense, but he doesn't want to involve Tongtong.

Of course, he doesn't talk sweet words to everyone, but this girl often speaks harsh words.

"You have nothing to do with her? As expected, you guys are only good at talking, but once you get serious, it's all over."

Zhang Wuyong couldn't hold on any longer and had to move to another position.

Looking at the task bar, he still needs to find ten more female disciples to help him practice.

The remaining ten are not easy to find.

Because Class 2 is a physics class and there are more boys.

Several girls around him have helped him practice, and he has also found girls who are more familiar with him.

Even if they are classmates, not everyone is that familiar with each other.

Next, you just have to be thick-skinned and catch as many as you can.

And it doesn't necessarily have to be from your class.

After rabbits finish eating the grass near their nests, they can also steal some roadside flowers next door.

After class, he would walk around the corridor and ask anyone he met for advice.

The class next door is the experimental class. The girls in the experimental class are all elites. It is reasonable to ask them to help him practice, right?
If I didn’t understand something in the corridor, I would go to the other class to ask for help. Doesn’t this further prove that I am not ashamed to ask questions?
Relying on this shamelessness, he successfully got five "direct female disciples" from the next class to help him practice.

It’s just that every time he chased into a class, there was a girl staring at him.

He didn't even dare to look at the other person.

"Tongtong!" After school in the afternoon, he finally caught up with her on crutches, "Did your aunt drive to pick you up today?"

"Yes!" Zhao Yutong said with a stern face, "But what does this have to do with you?"

(End of this chapter)