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

Chapter 77: Enemy shame!

Zhao Yutong rubbed her eyes and sat up from the bed.

She saw Zhang Wuyong already sitting at the desk by the window.

"Is it already dawn?" She looked down at herself, her light pink nightgown still on.

This ice silk nightgown is newly bought. It is cool and refreshing and very comfortable to wear.

"Tongtong, you're awake!" Zhang Wuyong turned to look at her. "Don't forget, you said you would help me with Chinese and English all day today."

Zhang Wuyong knew that in a dream, at the beginning, people were very confused and had no goals.

He added this sentence first to set her goal.

"That's right!" Zhao Yutong stood up. "I have to tutor you in Chinese and English all day. Seriously, I clearly agreed to tutor you for three hours every day, but you refused, so I have to use the weekend."

In her dream, she filled in the gaps herself.

She looked around and saw piles of Chinese and English related materials.

She stood up, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and stretched her waist facing the window.

Then he opened his eyes wide.

She saw that the buildings outside were like flying building blocks, floating up and down, weird and inexplicable.

"No, that's not right!" she muttered to herself.

"Tongtong, what's wrong?" Zhang Wuyong looked up. "Why are you looking outside? What's so interesting outside?"

"Useless, let me pinch you!" Zhao Yutong turned around, stretched out one hand to his face, and pinched it hard, "Does it hurt?"

I said, why are you pinching me?
If you want to know if you are dreaming, shouldn’t you pinch yourself?

But Zhang Wuyong now knows that trying to determine whether he is dreaming by pinching himself is actually a useless effort.

Because pain is actually a kind of "feeling".

In a dream, you may not actually feel pain, but you can still "feel" that you are in pain.

But when something overly absurd and illogical appears in a dream, people will begin to doubt that it is real even in the dream.

"No!" he said, "Strange, it doesn't hurt at all. Tongtong, didn't you have breakfast?"

Then he saw Zhao Yutong's eyes shining.

"Tongtong, what's wrong with you?" He felt something was wrong.

He saw Tongtong walking towards him step by step with an evil smile on her face.

He began to back away: "Tongtong, what do you want to do? Aren't we going to start studying?"

"Let's not study today, let's have some fun."

"Wait!" Zhang Wuyong was forced to sit on the bed. "Tongtong, let's study first. Didn't you always say you would help me with my studies? What are you doing like this? You can't be like this. Help..."

"Hehe, even if you scream your throat out, it's useless." Zhao Yutong pushed him against the bed and laughed, "Today, here, I can do whatever I want to you."

"Aunt Zhu, Aunt Zhu, come here quickly, Tongtong is bullying me." Zhang Wuyong turned his head and shouted when he found that she started to tear his clothes.

Zhao Yutong was startled. She jumped out of bed again, ran to the door, opened it, and looked out timidly.

Is this a dream? This must be a dream, right?

Subconsciously, she felt that this must be a dream.

But when you are in a dream, it is not easy to distinguish between dreams and reality.

However, no one was seen outside, and even in reality, my mother was not at home today.

So it doesn’t matter!
She turned around and looked at Zhang Wuyong, giggling, "Okay, okay, I'll teach you! I'll teach you now!

"But, Wuyong, studying alone is not enough. Learning needs to be combined with interests and hobbies, as well as rewards and punishments, to be more effective."

Zhao Yutong, wearing a light pink ice silk nightgown, asked him to sit on the seat.

She didn't know when she had a thin pointer in her hand, and she was wearing a pair of glasses. I said to her, "Tongtong, you are not nearsighted, why do you wear glasses?"
And how did the glasses and pointer appear? They didn't seem to be there just now.

Zhao Yutong sat sideways in a corner of the desk, looking down at him as he sat on the stool. "So, Wuyong, your study efficiency and academic performance must be combined with rewards and punishments."

She waved her hand, and stacks of English tutorial books flew over as if by magic and landed in front of Zhang Wuyong.

Zhang Wuyong was a little nervous and excited.

Is the teacher plot in Japanese short films really about to begin?

Tongtong, this is not good, this is really not good.

Although this is good for learning, but...

Zhang Wuyong looked up at Teacher Tongtong.

If they start by taking off clothes, he will improve his grades a little and she will take off one piece of clothing.

But she was only wearing this nightgown, and if she took it off, she would be left with only her underwear.

After taking off two pieces of clothing, even my underwear was gone.

Then the color of the learning-related dream will change completely.

The thing is, it’s really exciting just to think about this kind of thing.

Tongtong sat at the corner of the table, crossed her legs, and her smooth calves were shaking.

She extended her thin pointer, poked up Zhang Wuyong's face, tilted her head back, and her gaze seemed to shoot down along her lovely nose, with a look of arrogance on her face: "What do you think? Classmate Wuyong, do you dare to accept Teacher Tongtong's challenge?"

Look! This is the unique arrogance of the Japanese female teacher at the beginning of the movie.

"I accept! I accept!" Since Teacher Tongtong decided to develop this kind of plot herself, it's not my fault.

In short, learning begins with undressing.

Shame on you! I'm going to take her clothes off!

In this way, English-related teaching began.

It was pitch black and I didn't know how much time had passed.

"Tongtong, this isn't good...if you take it off again, it'll really be gone!"

Zhang Wuyong was wearing a pair of shorts and sitting on a stool, shivering as he looked at the test paper in front of him.

The plot is indeed developing in the direction of small colors, but it is not the small colors that he likes to see, but the small colors that Tongtong likes to see.

Do girls also like this kind of plot? This was a bit beyond his expectation.

Throughout this whole process, Tongtong did teach him very seriously.

And it can be seen that she really prepared carefully, with all the tutoring materials and so on.

Perhaps it was because she had already organized a complete teaching procedure and wanted to teach him and help him with his studies every day in real life.

Therefore, the entire teaching process is completely based on his own starting point, proceeding step by step and making progress step by step.

The problem is, after each stage of study, she would give him a test paper.

And what he produces will be slightly higher than his current level.

If he didn't do well on the test, he would take off a piece of clothing.

If he did well in the exam, she would give him a candy... a candy... a candy...

Zhang Wuyong was wearing shorts and looking at the candies placed on the corner of the table.

It would be a big mistake not to eat these candies earlier in real life.

He turned his gaze back and stared at the English paper in front of him.

This time, he must do well in the exam, because if he takes it off again... it will be gone!

(End of this chapter)