What is appropriate to give as a gift?

An Zeliang's mind was spinning, and he suddenly thought of the frog suit in yesterday's simulation.

Hmm...this is a nice gift.

The two chatted and came to school.

The one-day course has begun.

During morning reading and the first period of class, An Zeliang spent all his time resting.

In the second period, An Zeliang was a little distracted because it was a math class.

Until a male student in the back row was asked by the teacher to solve the problem, but he couldn't write it for a long time. Then Teacher Ichigaya scolded him a few words and looked at the distracted Anzeliang.

"Classmate Yasawa, could you please come up and solve this problem?" Teacher Ichigaya had a gentle smile on his face, and his tone was even polite.

Teacher, you are too polite.

The students shouted in their hearts that they should be treated differently.

"……good."

An Zeliang looked away from the window, as if he had just recovered from his confusion, and then stood up on stage to answer questions.

If it were another student, this attitude would have been punished or reprimanded.

But Mr. Ichigaya showed no signs of being angry at all. He wore a kind smile throughout the whole process, watching Yasawa Ryo walk on stage, like a waiter greeting guests at a hotel.

The students whispered and looked at Anze's figure with envious eyes.

Among them, Sato-san was called up but could not write an answer.

[Suppose the function f(x)=, what is the value range of a that satisfies f(f(a))=?】

An Zeliang glanced at the questions on the blackboard, picked up the chalk, and began to answer the questions.

When a≥1, f (a)＝2＞1, ∴f (f (a))＝2, when a＜1, f (a)＝3a-1, if f (f (a)……

An Zeliang wrote the answer without any pressure.

After all, it's all knowledge you've learned, so there's no reason to feel stressed.

Teacher Ichigaya adjusted his glasses and nodded slightly: "That's right, Anze-san, please go back."

An Zeliang nodded slightly, turned back to his seat, and then continued to stare out the window.

"Sato-san, I hope you can remember this question and don't get distracted in class next time." Teacher Ichigaya carefully educated the boy who failed to answer the question.

then.

The math class is over.

After a good class, the fourth class was English class, taught by Mr. Hayano.

An Zeliang, who was originally thinking about whether to imitate, decided not to imitate yet.

I don’t know what Mr. Hayano is wearing today?

I had some expectations in my heart for no reason.

"Jingle Bell……"

The class bell rang.

When the sound of high heels sounded in the corridor, the boys' eyes had all gathered at the door.

But after waiting for a while, the door was not opened.

The sound of high heels also disappeared.

Hey, where is Mr. Hayano? He usually comes very quickly, doesn’t he?

The sound of high heels just now must be from Mr. Hayano, right?

"It's been a minute, why hasn't Mr. Hayano come yet?"

"Hmm, that's a bit strange. Mr. Hayano is never late."

"The sound of footsteps just now must be Mr. Hayano, right?"

"Guess what clothes Mr. Hayano is wearing today? Is it black stockings?"

"I think it might be shredded pork!"

"The white stocking party is crying! Why does Mr. Hayano never wear white stockings!!"

"Because the teacher is a royal sister, not a lolita!"

The students were talking a lot.

at the same time.

Hayano Hoshiko at the door was taking a deep breath and adjusting her mentality.

"It's okay, he's still young and probably doesn't know those things."

"Even if we know each other...it's okay. After all, I'm an adult. It's normal for adults to have interests and hobbies, right? You shouldn't be discriminated against!"

"And...as long as he doesn't tell other students about this, it will be fine!"

After comforting himself for a while, Mr. Hayano took a deep breath again, stretched out his hand to open the door, and walked into the classroom.

moment.

All the students' eyes were focused on him.

Hayano Hoshiko was so frightened that she almost fell to the podium because she had something evil in her mind.

Why does it feel like all the students know their secrets!!

Probably... probably not?

Hayano Hoshiko subconsciously looked at Anze Liang who was sitting at the window, but found that An Zeliang was also looking at her and blinked with an innocent expression.

"Probably, probably haven't said anything yet."

Hayano Xingzi turned around slightly nervously and pretended not to care while writing something on the blackboard.

only.

The sharp gaze behind her seemed to make her naked and unable to stand firmly.

Hayano Hoshiko's feeling is still right.

Because An Zeliang was really looking at her with his eyes.

I don’t know if it was because of yesterday’s influence, but Mr. Hayano dressed a lot more restrained today, wearing tight jeans.

However, Hayano Hoshiko didn't know that tight jeans are more eye-catching than black stockings at some times.

Especially for a woman with a curvy buttocks like her, wearing tight jeans directly shows off her advantages perfectly.

"Mr. Hayano is really in good shape."

An Zeliang sighed.

Not many women can pull off tight jeans.

"Why does he keep staring at me!"

Hayano Hoshiko spent the entire class feeling uneasy and nervous.

This was the emotion she had when she was in school!

Damn it, why am I the one who’s so nervous now that I’m a teacher?

then.

Finally, when get out of class was over, the last thing Hayano Hoshiko did when she left the classroom was to call Azawa out alone on the pretext of asking for a meal.

When the students saw this scene, they immediately started talking and guessing more, and the voices of discussion could be heard outside the classroom.

"Why didn't Mr. Hayano call me!!"

Hayano Hoshiko walked out of the classroom with a faint red color on her face.

"Classmate Anze, please come to the front." She stopped and looked at Anzeliang behind her.

I always feel like this guy is behind me, which is weird!

…

School canteen.

In order to stop Anze Liang's mouth and stop him from talking nonsense, Hayano Hoshiko specially bought him a meal, which was a luxurious bento.

Neither of them spoke at first.

Just cook quietly.

It wasn't until the meal was finished that Hayano Xingzi's mood calmed down a lot.

Hayano Hoshiko looked at An Zeliang with a gentle and kind smile, "Azawa classmate, you are a good student. I hope you will not spread any bad things in school recently."
To be continued...