Meng Xiaozhi Sugar Core

This felt like being kept by a rich woman. After a slight struggle, I gave up. I thought it was just a few dozen dollars and I would just return it to her when I had the chance.

Zhang Xueyan decided to buy a black bucket hat, which she thought was very cool and indeed made her look a little more boyish. There were many interesting things, such as the vintage Elvis recorder speakers, small Bluetooth headphones, and earrings of various colors hanging in several cabinets, which were enough to make people dazzled.

But what really made me stop was a box of colored pencils, 72 colors, from the Big Events series. The colors are very bright, and based on my years of color matching experience, this is one of the few good products here. The iron box packaging is also very beautifully designed, and the black matte texture looks very high-end.

More than 600 yuan, to be honest, it’s not cheap. I took out my phone and searched on Taobao, but it seems that the same model is not available yet.

"Want to buy it?" Seeing my hesitation, Tang Xin asked me gently, "I'll buy it for you."

"No, it's too expensive. I'm buying it for myself, and I'm giving it to my sister."

"Well, okay then." Perhaps seeing that I was insisting, Tang Xin did not continue talking.

After an hour of shopping, the three of us finally paid and walked out. I finally gritted my teeth and bought the box of colored pencils. Zhang Xueyan bought a pair of silver earrings with frosted white glass balls and a hat. Tang Xin bought the most. Rich women are different. She bought a lot of dolls, mugs, squirrel-shaped mice, hairpins, headbands, and scent bags. Fortunately, they were not very heavy, and I helped her share a lot.

Just as we were chatting and laughing and preparing to enter the next battlefield, a familiar figure appeared in front of us.

"Isn't that Teacher Song?"

I stopped and looked at a familiar figure walking into a women's clothing store in the distance.

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I got off work early today, so I updated!

Chapter 10.5 Shopping with the Teacher

"It seems to be Teacher Song!"

"Come on, teachers are also human beings. Isn't it normal to go shopping?" Zhang Xueyan rolled her eyes at us as if we were two fools.

"Hehe, it's a magical feeling to meet the class teacher in the mall." Tang Xin laughed and said playfully, "Shall we follow and see?"

"Okay, let's go and take a look." In fact, I was also curious about what kind of clothes a girl like Teacher Song would buy.

Zhang Xueyan was naturally a minority who followed the majority and followed us to secretly observe Teacher Song. Teacher Song went into a brand store, which was not luxurious, but it was also a slightly expensive brand. At this time, she was gesturing and talking to the shopping guide.

"Look, is that a suit she is holding?" Tang Xin asked.

"It should be a gray formal suit." I looked at it carefully and it was indeed more suitable for teachers to wear when teaching.

Zhang Xueyan nodded. "Teacher, this dress is very suitable. It has an intellectual charm."

"Ladies, don't you want to come in and take a look?" A shopping guide suddenly appeared beside us. We were hiding in the corner at the door, but were exposed in an instant.

After hearing this, Teacher Song turned around and saw us trying to escape. "Li Xiaomeng, Tang Xin? And Zhang Xueyan?"

We were stopped and couldn't run away. The three of us slowly turned around and greeted Teacher Song: "Hello, Teacher Song!"

"What a coincidence, are you here to shop too? Am I that scary? You'll run away when you see me." Teacher Song laughed dumbly, even with a hint of disappointment in his tone.

"Ah, no." I explained quickly, "It's just that we were peeking just now, and we felt a little embarrassed."

"Ha, you all start following me. Where did you learn that?" Teacher Song covered her mouth and laughed. Sure enough, young teachers have no dignity outside of school. They look like the sister next door.

"No, I just saw Teacher Song and wanted to come over to see what clothes Teacher Song bought." Tang Xin also explained.

"That's great. Come and give the teacher some reference. Is this dress suitable?" Teacher Song said as he held the dress in his hand and drew the strokes for us.

"It fits well!" "It looks good!" The two little girls came up and started flattering him.

Teacher Song looked at me, wanting to hear my answer. The suit that Teacher Song was holding was a very standard suit, so standard that I didn't know how to describe it except the word "standard". It was like the stereotypical strong woman outfit drawn in the textbook.

I thought about it and said, "It does look nice, but it's a bit too formal. It doesn't highlight Teacher Song's beauty at all."

"Xiao Meng thinks the same as I do! I also think this dress is suitable for work, but not suitable for dating or something like that."

"Date?!" The two of them obviously grasped the strange point and started gossiping.

"What? Teachers can't have a date?" Teacher Song pretended to be angry.

"Wow, what type of boyfriend is the teacher?"

"Yes, yes! What kind of boy is worthy of the teacher?"

"Don't guess, the teacher is still pursuing her." As he said this, there was a hint of pain in Teacher Song's eyes.

"Eh hey hey hey? The teacher is so outstanding, and there are still boys who don't like her? If I see her in the future, I have to see what kind of man she is."

"Yes, Teacher Song. Don't hang yourself on a tree. There are so many good men in the world. Aren't there many people lining up to pursue you?"

"You guys," Teacher Song sighed, "you are so smart, you are only in the first year of high school and you are already lecturing the teacher? When there is a chance in the future, Teacher Song will bring her to you to see."

After that, Teacher Song tried several more pieces, and finally bought a black formal dress at Tang Xin's instigation. How should I put it? The previous one was formal, but this one was cool. The design of the lines is firm but soft, which not only highlights the feminine beauty but also has a strong woman feeling. In short, it is more in line with Teacher Song's temperament. The black clothes also make the skin look particularly white, and Teacher Song is very satisfied.

After shopping, we walked out of the store together. Because the store mainly targets mature women, the three of us couldn’t find any clothes to choose from, so we walked out empty-handed.

"What are you going to do next?" Teacher Song asked.

"I don't know. Let's go to Big Player together! I want to catch dolls." Tang Xin suggested.

"Haven't you already bought a few?" I shook the doll in my hand.

"Hey, I still want it." Tang Xin used her coquettish method, "I have a card, I'll treat you. Do you want to go? Teacher Song, are you going with us?"

"Teacher Song, let's go together." Zhang Xueyan seemed to want to go too.

Teacher Song shook her head. "That place is too noisy. I don't like it very much. Besides, I'm not very good at playing games, so I won't go. See you at school on Monday?"

"Okay." x2

"Goodbye, Teacher Song." x3

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Game arcades like Big Player are actually high-end versions of arcades when we were young. They have more and more games, legal operating qualifications, and a good environment. They are places that both adults and children love to play. In my previous life, I liked to drive racing cars when I came here to play. It was not because of the good graphics, but because there was a steering wheel and brake accelerator, which made the playing experience different. Moreover, I could play for a long time with three coins at a time. I was just too bad, and I loved to play.

Tang Xin took out 300 coins from her card at once, gave us 100 coins each, and then ran to catch dolls excitedly. I saw that there were many people watching the racing, so I didn't want to go, so I had to follow them to catch dolls. There is actually not much skill to catch dolls. The background program has been set up long ago. After a few empty grabs, there will be a real claw. As for how many times, it depends on the conscience of the boss. So following the machine that others have failed to catch many times to catch, the success rate will be higher.

But it was obvious that Tang Xin didn't know this principle. She just relied on hard fighting. As long as she caught it enough times, she could catch it! Money ability! In a few minutes, she and Zhang Xueyan spent all the two hundred coins, but they only had two dolls in their hands.

"It's so difficult." The little girl was a little disappointed. Seeing her like this, I gave her fifty coins and asked her to continue.

"Xiao Meng doesn't want to play?"

"No, I like to watch." Actually, I had been staring at the dance machine at the entrance the moment I came in. There was a girl with long hair dancing seriously.

Tang Xin took the coin and went to catch dolls. I took the opportunity to walk closer to the dance machine to observe. I was not very clear about the principle of this dance machine. If I just looked at it at first glance, it seemed that only the feet had sensors, but why did the upper body also dance along? If it was a game, this didn't seem to be the best way to score.

"Do you want to play too?" Because I was immersed in my thoughts, I didn't notice that the girl had finished playing and came down. She was drinking a glass of water. She seemed to see me watching from the side, so she came over and said to me.

"Ah, no, I just saw that you danced very well, so I watched from the side." I blushed a little, and I was still shy in front of a strange girl.

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This chapter was missed. I just found it today and I will fill it in for you soon.

Chapter 2 Weekend ()

"Oh, it's no big deal, just practice more and it will be fine." She was not proud at all, and she looked very normal when she heard this, put the cup aside, and wiped her sweat with a towel beside her. I realized that she was actually wearing relatively little, at least not like the spring clothes now, and the tight clothes outlined her figure curves quite perfectly. I blushed a little when I saw it.

"Why don't you go up and try it? No one is playing it now. I can take a break." She pointed at the dance machine again.

"Okay, it's my first time, so I'll just play it once." Out of curiosity, I walked up. In my previous life, because I was a boy, I didn't have the courage nor the face to go up and play. Now that I'm a girl, no one should look at me with strange eyes.

With that in mind, I went up. After inserting three coins, I could start choosing songs. I chose "Back to the Past" by Jay Chou and chose a low difficulty. I am very self-aware. I don't think I am a gaming genius without enough experience. I play the highest difficulty. Such players usually have a death sentence on their heads. They are either bad at playing or their monitors cannot display color images.

The lowest difficulty is actually quite simple. With the beat of the music, I stepped on the keys at a time that gave me enough time to react. However, my movements were not smooth, and I just stepped on the keys for the sake of hitting the right spot. After most of the song was over, I began to slowly master the rules, and at least the transition steps didn't seem so stiff.

I missed a lot of beats in the whole song, so I got a grade of B. It's okay, after all, I got to experience it once, and it doesn't feel that bad.

"I'm fine, you continue." I jumped down, feeling a little hot and slightly sweaty.

"For a first time, it was okay, except that I didn't do the hand movements," she commented.

I asked in surprise, "Do you really want to move your hands?"

"Of course. See those two cameras above? They are used to detect your hand movements." She pointed to the two cameras on the left and right sides of the dance machine.

“Is it so advanced now?” I expressed some doubt, as it seemed that deep learning and adversarial learning have not made much progress in this year.

"Who knows? Those points you missed were all from your hand movements." She smiled, "You have talent. You just need to practice more when you have the chance."

As she said that, she went upstairs to play again. I saw that the difficulty she chose was 6 stars. It turned out that the big guys are a little different.

"Are you playing with this?" Xiao Meng appeared beside me holding a doll that was almost as big as her, scaring me.

"What...you...what is this thing?" Ah, it was a huge ugly and cute frog. "Don't say you caught it when you were catching a doll."

"Hehehe, it's done by the doll machine over there that cuts the string. Just aim it and press the button to cut the string, and the doll hanging on it will be mine." Tang Xin held it in her arms, looking super excited. "I only cut it once, and it came down!"

I looked at her with a little doubt, then turned to ask Zhang Xueyan: "Really?"

Zhang Xueyan also looked incredulous: "It's true, it's just pure luck, the string was probably cut several times but it didn't break, and Tang Xin just happened to cut it for the last time."

"Isn't that great!" The little girl looked as if she wanted to give praise.

"Awesome!" By the way, I also touched the big frog with my hand. It was made of suede and felt pretty good.

"Oh, by the way, do you want to play this dance machine?" Tang Xin changed the subject.

"I've already played it before. I just thought it was new and wanted to try it out."

"Oh, so that's it? I didn't even see it." Tang Xin looked disappointed.

"I didn't see it either." Zhang Xueyan also expressed disappointment.

"Do you two want to see me make a fool of myself?" He held his forehead with his hand. These two guys just had no good intentions.

In the end, I gave all my coins to Tang Xin, and she went to catch dolls again. After a few rounds, we walked out of the playground, and our take-away bags were full. The culprit was still the big frog.

After leaving the mall, it was not too early. We had planned to have dinner together outside, but Zhang Xueyan lived far away and it was inconvenient to go back at night. The three of us planned to say goodbye in the afternoon and see each other at school on Monday. Tang Xin was reluctant to leave, so she simply gave me the big frog. She and Zhang Xueyan took the subway back. It was more troublesome for me. I was afraid that I would die if I walked back like this, and I would have to face the deadly looks along the way. After thinking about it, I decided to take a taxi.

"Master, XX neighborhood, XX street."

"Okay, sit tight little girl."

The first thing I did when getting in the car was to fasten my seat belt out of habit, but when I pulled the seat belt sideways, I found that there was already a buckle stuck in the position of the buckle.

"Take it off." Perhaps seeing my hesitation and embarrassment, the driver said to me.

"Yeah." I took it out and fastened my seat belt. "This is not a good way to behave. If the traffic police catch you, you will be penalized."