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

Chapter 83: Strike hard in dreams, but be timid in reality?
If now, all the boys in high school were asked to choose the person they most want to burn to death.

That must be Zhang Wuyong!

Why can he walk with the top student in the whole grade and the class beauty of Hongzhi class every day?
Why can the class beauty have extra lessons every day?

What’s so great about being handsome?
What’s so great about being childhood sweethearts with a beautiful girl?

What’s even more infuriating is that his grades seem to have actually improved.

Some guys with unhealthy thoughts have already imagined countless scenes in their minds of the beauty in Hongzhi class giving that bastard "extra lessons".

Although they also admitted that they had watched too many Japanese porn movies.

But they really suspected that the two people were acting according to Japanese porn movies.

Looks like it!
Similarly, there are many girls in the same grade who don’t like Zhao Yutong.

There is nothing much to say about this, because there are already many small groups of girls, not to mention that in No. 2 Middle School, Zhao Yutong's grades are as far apart as heaven and earth compared to them.

But there are also some girls who envy Zhao Yutong.

When she was little, why did she think of finding a handsome little boy to raise from childhood?
In any case, with the second mock exam approaching again.

There are only more than sixty days left before the college entrance examination.

Envy is envy, jealousy is jealousy, but when the sky is about to fall, no one will help them hold it up.

Everyone could only grit their teeth and push forward.

This time, most high schools in the province took the exam at the same time and used the same test paper.

The teachers were also more nervous than the last mock exam.

On the afternoon before the second mock exam, Zhao Yutong's deskmate You Zhen kept asking her questions that she didn't understand.

At this time, the head teacher Liao Xiumei had finished explaining the precautions for the second mock exam, and the remaining time was left for them to study on their own. The class was not as quiet as usual and was a little noisy.

Zhao Yutong took a pen and patiently explained to her deskmate.

Ye Zhihui, who was sitting in the front seat, looked back at her from time to time.

Although high school girls have many small circles, their small circles are generally mainly in the front and back seats.

The girls Zhao Yutong has good relationships with in the class are mainly Ye Zhihui and her deskmate You Zhen.

"Do you want to ask me something?" Zhao Yutong also noticed Ye Zhihui's abnormality.

"Forget it, I'll ask you after this exam." Ye Zhihui turned back again.

Zhao Yutong and You Zhen looked at each other, both confused by her.

Ye Zhihui is now very curious about the relationship between Zhao Yutong and the handsome boy in the next class.

She always felt that the relationship between these two people was a little strange.

As for whether they are a couple, they don't seem to have any excessive or intimate behavior.

Every couple Ye Zhihui knew would cuddle with each other from time to time, even when others were watching.

It's easy to get lively when there's no one around.

Zhao Yutong and the school hunk next door were obviously not at that level.

But if you say they are not a couple, it feels like even couples don’t have as much understanding and intimacy as them.

Especially, that time when she accidentally overheard that Zhao Yutong was sitting on the ground, being fed by a boy from the next class... Was it the kind of feeding she imagined?
probably?

Has it come to that?

Ye Zhihui was very curious, but it was not easy to ask about such things.

Ye Zhihui and Zhao Yutong are familiar with each other, they get along well in class, and Ye Zhihui also knows Zhao Yutong quite well.

But she really couldn't guess this kind of thing.

The thought of Zhao Yutong, the top student and school beauty, sitting helplessly on the ground, looking up with a look of abstinence and humiliation... Although she was a girl, Ye Zhihui herself wanted to feed her. Ye Zhihui turned her head and tried to suppress the unhealthy images that emerged in her mind while practicing the questions.

Ye Zhihui, ah Ye Zhihui, calm down.

Don't do this. It's completely fine for other school beauties or school hunks, but your studies as a mere spectator will be affected.

Let’s talk about it after the second mock exam.

Zhao Yutong didn't know what Ye Zhihui wanted to ask.

She looked extremely curious, but seemed unable to ask.

Forget it.

Ye Zi often looks like she's in a trance!
That night, neither she nor Zhang Wuyong stayed in school for evening study.

The weather in April has really gotten hotter.

Both bedrooms are equipped with air conditioners.

Although the weather is not so hot that it is really necessary to turn on the air conditioner.

But if you don’t turn on the air conditioner, you have to open the window. Zhao Yutong closed the bedroom door and windows of her room and turned on the air conditioner.

After returning home, Zhang Wuyong, who had taken a cold shower, put on a pair of large shorts and a tight vest and ran to her.

Zhao Yutong took a quick look at him. He looked very strong, with distinct lines, worthy of being a school bully.

Although she was also quite puzzled, why didn't he think about doing physical training, or taking the exam to be a sports student, when he was in the second year of high school, when his grades were obviously not good?

At this time, Zhang Wuyong was still lowering his head, practicing the Chinese paper.

For Zhao Yutong, there is actually not much need to practice Chinese anymore.

I have a Chinese language test tomorrow morning. I’ll just take it.

So she sat down, sideways, with her left hand on the desk, supporting her face.

Just looking at him, his arms were bare and his vest was clinging to his muscular body.

Is it my imagination? Looking closely, I feel that his physique is stronger and more stylish than before.

It's obvious that he hasn't done much exercise in the past two months. He's been practicing exercises every day, right?
"Tongtong, why are you looking at me like that?" Feeling her gaze, Zhang Wuyong didn't even raise his head.

"It's nothing!" Zhao Yutong folded her hands on the table, turned her face to the side, and rested her head on her arms, looking openly, "Just think of it as tomorrow's exam, and I'm the invigilator. Can you still ask the invigilator why he's looking at you like this?"

"If the invigilator really stared at me like that, then I really should thank her and ask her what she's doing?"

"Don't talk, do the questions seriously!" Zhao Yutong narrowed her eyes.

"How about," Zhang Wuyong turned to the last page of the test paper and began to compose his essay, "I'll let you touch it?"

Zhao Yutong moved her fingers and her arms trembled slightly.

After a while, she turned her head, her face flushed: "Who wants to touch it? Really!"

With his hands folded, he wanted to bury himself in his arms like an ostrich.

Zhang Wuyong smiled.

He now completely understood it!
This girl is just full of lust but lacks the courage to do it.

You pushed me against the wall on the bed in my dream, and it was useless even if I screamed my throat out.

He also asked me to pose in 108 different positions, not leaving out any of them.

Now I'm sitting here, and you would feel embarrassed to touch me even if I told you to.

Tongtong, you punch hard in the dream, but you are timid in reality!

(End of this chapter)