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Chapter 13: Chapter 13: Teacher Hayano in Different Styles

Chapter 13 13: Teacher Hayano with different styles

Author: More vulgar than vulgar

Chapter 13 13: Teacher Hayano with different styles

"Classmate Anze, please come out for a moment."

After hearing the class teacher's words, the eyes of the classmates subconsciously focused on An Zeliang.

An Zeliang also showed a puzzled expression, but still stood up and walked to the door.

"Teacher, what's the matter?"

"Well, Teacher Ichigaya told us about your scores in yesterday's math test. After discussions with all the teachers, I feel that your math level, Anzawa, is good enough to participate in the national competition. The principal has also read your test paper, so I want to work with you.

Let’s discuss it, what do you think?”

The head teacher said, and after seeing the reactions of the students in the class, he said to An Zeliang: "Let's go to the office first and then talk."

"good."

As the two people left, the students in the class immediately exploded.

"National Mathematics Competition?"

"Classmate Anze is so awesome, even the principal is here."

"Student Anze seemed to have finished answering the test paper in twenty minutes yesterday?"

"Eighteen minutes, to be exact."

The students were talking a lot, and the atmosphere of the morning reading completely changed.

Aoi Nakano, who was sitting in the front row, closed the book in her hand and looked in the direction of the door. She was even more sure of her reasoning. As expected, Anze-san had hidden his strength.

and.

Maybe this is not all his strength!



Walking in the corridor, An Zeliang was also thinking.

Do you want to participate in a math competition?

soon.

Came to the office.

There are many teachers in the office, seven or eight. Among them are Mr. Ichigaya who teaches mathematics, Mr. Hayano who teaches English, and some unfamiliar teachers from other classes.

As soon as Yasawa politely greeted him, Teacher Ichigaya came over with a notebook.

"Classmate Anze, there are some math problems here. Can you please solve them?"

"Uh...ok."

An Zeliang thought that this might be a test for participating in the mathematics competition. He did not refuse and took the notebook.

"Yasawa-san, please sit here." Mr. Hayano stood up and gave up his seat.

"Thank you Mr. Hayano." An Zeliang nodded his thanks and glanced at Mr. Hayano.

Mr. Hayano's outfit today is in another style, completely different from yesterday's sexy style.

The upper body is a sleeveless knitted sweater with retro Japanese embroidery and a high waist, which fully shows off the teacher's sexy figure without losing dignity.

The lower body is a gray knee-length skirt, revealing her white calves. There are looming fleshy strands on her legs. If you don't look carefully, these strands of flesh look like you are not wearing anything. At first glance, you will feel that Mr. Hayano's skin is really good.

The flesh color is almost the same as Mr. Hayano's skin color, showing a very natural and low-key luster. It's no wonder that the simulated personality will observe it carefully in class.

An Zeliang silently withdrew his eyes and began to solve the problem.

Mr. Hayano stood quietly behind An Zeliang with his hands behind his back,

actually.

When she saw Anzawa in the corridor yesterday, she originally thought that he scribbled on the test paper, or ran out to use the toilet without finishing the answer... It wasn't until today that she heard Mr. Ichigaya say that Yasawa-san had eighteen minutes

I answered the entire test paper and got everything correct.

This shocked Mr. Hayano.

Because she had read An Zeliang's previous information, and Anze's academic performance in the first two years was not very good... How could there be such a big contrast for her?

Is it cheating? But cheating can’t copy it so fast...

Other teachers were discussing the math competition, and from time to time they glanced at An Zeliang who was answering the questions.

As expected, An Zeliang answered the questions as fast as ever.

Mr. Hayano gradually showed a surprised expression.

A few minutes later.

An Zeliang put down his pen.

"Teacher Ichigaya, I've finished writing."

"So fast?"

Teacher Ichigaya was stunned for a moment. He had specially asked two particularly difficult Mathematical Olympiad questions today to test Anze Liang, but he didn't expect him to write down the answers so quickly.

Why does it seem like there is no increase in difficulty?

Several teachers also came over and looked at the notebooks to discuss.

"The result of this first question is the same as the one I calculated before. It is completely correct."

"Well, there is no problem in the solution process of the second question, and the answer is correct. However, when I solved this question before, it took me ten minutes to solve it. How come Anze is so fast?"

"Perhaps, An Ze happened to have written this question before? Or is this a talent for mathematics?"

"Yes, you still need to be talented in mathematics."

The teachers all praised him.

Teacher Hayano looked away from his notebook and looked at An Zeliang with wonder in his eyes.

I didn’t expect that Anze classmate is really so outstanding.

But there was still a question in her mind.

Why did Anze’s previous grades have always been average?

"Classmate Anze, what are your thoughts? Are you willing to represent the school in this national mathematics competition?" After seeing Anzeliang's strength, the bald head teacher asked with a smile.

Without waiting for Anzeliang's response, he added: "Student Anze, if you can get a good ranking in this mathematics competition, there is a high probability that you can be admitted to university."

"In addition, there are prizes to be won in the mathematics competition. The prize for the first place is 500,000 yuan."

"Moreover, even if you, Anze, don't get the first place in the competition, as long as you can get into the top three, you will get extra bonuses and certificates of honor when you return to school. This is what the principal personally promised."

"If Anze can win first place, not only can he get a bonus and a certificate, but he can also leave his name on our school's wall of honor!"

The head teacher threw out a bunch of sugar-coated bullets, and even other teachers couldn't help but talk about it, regretting that they were too old to participate.

An Zeliang was also very tempted when he heard about the huge bonus.

And he was thinking just now that with the achievements and honors in this kind of competition, he would be able to score a lot of points?

An Zeliang pretended to think hesitantly for a while, and in the expectant eyes of the teachers, he nodded and said, "Yes! I will definitely try my best to win honor for the school."

After receiving An Zeliang's promise, the teachers immediately smiled and praised An Zeliang as a good student.

After listening to the compliments for a few minutes, An Zeliang left the office.

Back in the classroom, I continued to lean on my chin and look out the window as distracted as ever.

When it comes to studying, he already understands what the teacher teaches, and there is no point in listening to it again.

that's all.

The morning's classes are over.

lunch break.

An Zeliang knew that the girl who confessed his love was coming, so he did not leave the classroom.

A few minutes later, a girl with long hair walked into the classroom and locked eyes on An Zeliang's position at first glance.

"Classmate Anze..." The girl was a little shy, lowering her head and hesitating, as if she was embarrassed to speak.

"Um?"

After a brief exchange, the girl shyly revealed that it was the confession letter she had put in Anze Liang's shoe cabinet. Since she didn't receive a response from him, she wanted to confess her love in person again.

But if I confess my love in the class, there are too many classmates, and it’s very embarrassing...

So under the guidance of the girl, the two of them went up to the top floor, opened the unlocked rooftop door, and arrived at the rooftop.

"Classmate Anze, I like you, can you...can you date me?"

The girl blushed, lowered her head, and pinched her fingers tightly together, as if she mustered up a lot of courage to say such a simple confession.

An Zeliang hesitated, hesitating, trying to find a suitable excuse.

The girl looked at Anze Liang's expression and seemed to have thought of something. She pursed her lips and said softly: "It's Mr. Nakano... Mr. Anze is in love with her."

"No, I'm not in a relationship right now. I want to prepare seriously for the Tokyo University exam and not be in a relationship."

"Azawa-san, you don't have to lie to me. I saw you and Nakano-san entering the classroom together this morning."

The girl said, feeling depressed: "And the classmates are saying that you two are like a couple."

"That's right. You are so good, Anze-san, and Nakano-san is also good. You two are more like a couple."

"Well, we are just ordinary friends." An Zeliang was speechless, but still denied it to avoid rumors that he was a scumbag.

Moreover, he and Nakano-san are indeed just ordinary friends.

The girl seemed not to have listened. She still looked sad and said to herself: "I know, I am not as good as Mr. Nakano. If Mr. Anze, you really like Mr. Nakano, I also hope that you can be happy."

"I will not be a third party, nor will I disturb you. Classmate Anze, just pretend that you didn't hear my confession today. I'm sorry."

The girl said disappointedly, and bowed to An Zeliang. With An Zeliang's speechless expression, she turned to leave.

But she never thought that as soon as she turned around, she saw Nakano-san standing at the top of the stairs carrying a lunch box.

The girl pursed her lips and looked even more disappointed. She whispered an apology and ran away sadly.

Seeing Aoi Nakano appear, An Zeliang was also a little embarrassed.

Just like in the simulation, Nakano-san appeared on time carrying a lunch box.

But, I wonder if Nakano-san heard what the girl just said?

It's somewhat embarrassing.

but.

An Zeliang was also amazed that the simulator alone could predict the future.

If you can see the lottery numbers in the simulator, can you really become rich overnight in reality?

Here in Sakura Country, the winning lottery number is probably not Schrödinger's number... right?

Thanks for the tip, Da Ya Ya Ya! There will be another update tonight...
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