I listened to your advice and finally became a male god.

Chapter 344

Bright and clean classrooms and familiar corridors.

Zhang Yang and Teacher Xiao Meng walked side by side, feeling as if they were revisiting an old place.

To be precise, Zhang Yang was revisiting his old place.

"Hello, Teacher Meng." A girl came forward to greet him and quietly looked at the handsome figure beside Teacher Meng. "Teacher Meng, is this your boyfriend?"

Teacher Xiao Meng smiled shyly. "It's almost time for class, let's go to the classroom."

The girl's eyes widened.

Isn't this attitude of neither admitting nor denying a tacit agreement? Oh my god! Teacher Meng actually brought her boyfriend to school! And... he's so handsome!
"Okay, Teacher Meng." She shrank her head and walked into the classroom impatiently with a lot of gossip in her mind.

The two stood outside the classroom and looked at the students waiting for class in the classroom. They seemed to have returned to a break time many years ago.

"This seems to be our classroom back then?" Zhang Yang recalled.

"Yes, I was sitting there at that time." Meng Baihan pointed to a place in the distance, "By the way, Zhang Yang, where were you sitting at that time? Let me think."

"Don't think about it. I was inconspicuous at that time. It's strange that you remember me." Zhang Yang said nonchalantly.

He does not deny his past mediocrity.

The past is the past, the present is the present, so what if he was mediocre in the past? It still doesn't prevent him from becoming a big winner in life now.

The favor of fate, the favor of the system? Luck?

Sorry, luck is also a kind of strength.

"Then...would you mind?" Meng Baihan looked at Zhang Yang, "Would you think that I like you because of who you are now?"

"I don't mind." Zhang Yang smiled indifferently. "I am not myself now?"

"You are so free and easy." Teacher Xiao Meng smiled, put his arms around Zhang Yang's neck, and stood on tiptoe to kiss him.

There was a sudden noise in the classroom.

Many students were making a lot of noise. The boys were especially excited, clapping their hands on the tables and whispering to each other. The girls' cheeks were red, and when they glanced over quietly, their eyes were filled with envy, yearning, or perhaps the scene before them was deeply engraved in their memories of youth.

Not far away, there was suddenly a sound of hurried footsteps.

Zhang Yang looked over.

In the office in front, a figure was walking out hurriedly and was looking over in disbelief.

There was even some despair in his eyes.

Zhang Yang still remembered him, the young man who knocked on the door that day, a student in Meng Baihan's class.

It seems his name is...Gu Yiming?
"Gu Yiming, don't you have to go to class?" Meng Baihan gently let go of the hands that were hugging Zhang Yang's neck, and deliberately asked with a serious face, "What are you doing in that office?"

"I...Teacher Meng, I put my trophy on your desk." Gu Yiming said a little stutteringly.

"Trophy? You won the trophy yourself, it belongs to you, why put it on my desk?" Meng Baihan frowned and asked. "Go and take it back."

"Teacher Meng, I don't mean anything else. I just want to thank you." Gu Yiming lowered his head and trotted over quickly. "I'm going to class, Teacher Meng."

He hurried into the classroom, feeling a little panicked.

"This Gu Yiming...really." Meng Baihan looked at Gu Yiming's staggering back. "If he really dares to do what you said, I will really slap him in the face. Zhang Yang, do you believe it?"

"Yes, okay, let's not talk about him anymore." Zhang Yang smiled, "Let's go to your office and take a look."

"Okay." Teacher Xiao Meng smiled and put his arm around Zhang Yang.

She had nothing to be embarrassed about as she was in front of so many people.

In fact, she was eager to announce to the world that this was his boyfriend...if Zhang Yang didn't mind.

As for other people's eyes...
If the man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried, why bother with those things?
A moment later, the two walked into the office together.

There was laughter and jokes in the office.

"Oh my." Several teachers in the office were stunned for a moment, then laughed and joked, "Who is this? Teacher Xiao Meng, why don't you introduce yourself?"

"This is my friend." Meng Baihan glanced at Zhang Yang quietly and said.

"Friends? Really?"

"Handsome guy, are you really Teacher Xiao Meng's friend? Just an ordinary friend?"

Several young teachers asked jokingly.

Zhang Yang smiled and did not want to embarrass Teacher Xiao Meng. He took her hand with a smile.

This scene instantly ignited their gossip hearts.

"Great! Friends holding hands? Xiao Meng, you are showing off your affection in front of us older women, right? I will question you later." Several teachers laughed, "By the way, a student in your class just came over. I heard that he won a prize in a competition, so he specially sent the trophy to you."

They pointed to Meng Baihan's office desk.

At this moment, a glass trophy was quietly placed in a corner on the table.

It was the one sent by Gu Yiming.

"This..." Meng Baihan walked forward to take a look, not knowing what to say. "I'll go give it back to him. He's so stubborn. I've already told him there's no need for this."

Zhang Yang smiled and stretched out his hand.

Meng Baihan handed the trophy to Zhang Yang without hesitation.

"what?"

As soon as he got the thing, Zhang Yang felt that the base seemed to have been tampered with and there seemed to be something inside.

"I like this thing very much. Why don't you give it to me?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

"You want this?" Meng Baihan was a little surprised, but nodded. "Then I'll give it to you."

The teachers in the office didn't think there was anything strange.

My colleague's boyfriend just fell in love with the trophy given by her student. Maybe he was just excited at the sight of it. There's nothing strange about it.

"It's getting late. I think you have classes in the afternoon?" Zhang Yang checked the time. "How about I go back first?"

"Are you leaving now?" Teacher Meng was still a little reluctant, "Okay then, you go back first, and we'll see you after school?"

"Yeah." Zhang Yang nodded.

A moment later, Zhang Yang walked out of the office alone, weighing the trophy in his hand, and passed by his former classroom.

He looked into the classroom through the window and happened to meet the eyes of a man who was absent-mindedly looking out the window from time to time.

It was the young man named Gu Yiming.

Zhang Yang smiled and picked up the trophy in his hand and gestured.

As soon as he saw the trophy in Zhang Yang's hand, Gu Yiming's face turned pale instantly, and his expression suddenly became interesting.

·
At this moment, inside Cullinan, Zhang Yang casually opened the base of the trophy and looked at the paper that fell out from under the base.

The whole article is full of words like "you were born before I was born".

It's hard to describe.

"That kid is quite brave." Zhang Yang smiled, crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it out of the car window.

As for the trophy, he just put it on the side of the road.

It's so small and it won't be worth it if it gets scratched anywhere on the car.

The phone at hand suddenly rang.

Zhang Yang took a look and saw that it was a call from the principal.

"Mr. Zhang, this is the case. We are going to hold a scholarship award ceremony tomorrow. Please be sure to attend." The principal invited warmly over the phone.

Zhang Yang knew that this was the first public event of the scholarship fund established in his name.

It would be unreasonable for him, the investor, not to show up.

So, I readily agreed.

·
Later, school was over.

Gu Yiming and his deskmate were walking on the road, talking and laughing. "Huh?" His deskmate suddenly pointed to the roadside from a distance, "Why is that trophy so similar to yours?"

Gu Yiming looked at it from a distance and suddenly felt unwell.

Not far away, his trophy was thrown casually on the ground, and the base was also dismantled aside. Not far away, there was also a ball of paper.

If it’s not his, whose else could it be?
"No, mine is still at home." He said casually.

"Really? Huh? There seem to be words on it. Wait for me to take a look." My deskmate looked at it suspiciously and was about to move closer.

"Oh, stop looking at it. Let's go." Gu Yiming's face felt hot. He quickly stepped forward and kicked the paper ball away, and at the same time pulled his deskmate away.

Before leaving, he glanced at the trophy thrown alone on the roadside from afar, and his heart twitched with pain.

"My trophy, and all my hard work for the whole night!"

Later, at home in the villa.

Gu Yiming ate his dinner somewhat absentmindedly, listening to his parents gossiping while eating.

"Have you heard that Teacher Meng brought her boyfriend back home a few days ago." Gu Yiming's father gossiped casually, "Teacher Meng is such an outstanding person, I wonder what kind of boyfriend she found."

"I don't know, but seeing how proud Teacher Meng's parents are these past few days, I'm sure they'll be good." Mother Gu said. "I'm sure he's a young talent."

“Young talents, that’s for sure.”

Gu Yiming buried his head and ate his meal, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Who knows if he is a young talent? There are too many people who are two-faced these days." He couldn't help but say sourly. "Teacher Meng must have been kept in the dark."

Upon hearing this, the couple looked at their son in surprise.

"Yiming, have you seen it?"

"I went to Teacher Meng's house at noon that day and happened to run into them. They were having dinner together?" Gu Yiming said sullenly.

"What does Teacher Meng's boyfriend look like?" Mother Gu asked curiously.

Gu Yiming was stunned, and an indescribable feeling of inferiority suddenly surged in his heart.

Really.

He will never forget the feeling he had when he first met that boy. He was so dazzling, so dazzling that it made him feel inferior.

"I'm done eating."

He stood up without saying a word, turned around and walked out.

In the villa, Gu Yiming's father shook his head and smiled, as if he was thinking about something.

"This kid was hit hard."

It is better to know a son than to have no one to know him. As a father, he can figure out the key points of the matter if he thinks about it a little, and can also vaguely guess his son's mentality.

He didn't feel strange, but felt it was normal.

Maybe this is what puberty is all about. Growing up is always a process.

·
Outside the villa, Gu Yiming was walking aimlessly alone.

Under the night sky, every household is brightly lit.

Walking him alone in the villa area gave me an indescribable sense of loss.

"Huh? In front?"

He suddenly stopped and saw the villa in front of him.

That building is Teacher Meng’s home.

When passing by Teacher Meng's family's villa, he could vaguely hear laughter from inside the villa.

After a while, the door of the villa seemed to open.

Gu Yiming quickly quickened his pace and hid in a corner.

Inside the villa, a figure with black hair and a shawl walked out. It was Teacher Meng.

At this moment, she was walking and talking on the phone.

Under the street light, her shadow was stretched very long.

In the quiet outside, her voice on the phone could be heard clearly.

"did you miss me?"

"Hate talking like this on the phone. Where are you? I suddenly want to find you right now."

In the quiet outdoors, every word can be heard clearly.

Gu Yiming felt sad when he heard this and clenched his fists. The young man's admiration for Ai was severely hit at this moment.

As he was speaking, the figure in front seemed to be about to turn around.

Gu Yiming quickly dodged so that no one could notice him.

Until... until the figure in front walked into the villa, he stood up and stood there, looking melancholy for a long time.

·
In the presidential suite of the Four Seasons Hotel, Zhang Yang was bored and chatting with Teacher Xiao Meng.

A few minutes ago, Meng Baihan was still asking for his room number.

He felt a little guilty about having Teacher Xiao Meng come to his door in person so late in the evening.

Let’s do it another day.

"By the way, I am one of this year's outstanding teachers." Teacher Xiao Meng sent another message on the mobile phone.

Zhang Yang congratulated with a smile.

Given Meng Bohan's excellence, it is not surprising that he was awarded the title of Outstanding Teacher. He can say with certainty that it has nothing to do with his donation.

In time, he believes that with Teacher Xiao Meng's excellence, he will be able to achieve more honors.

And not just stop at being an excellent teacher.

Ding!
Since Mr. Xiao Meng has performed well, the system will give him a special item: Patek Philippe Rose Gold Diamond Edition
The watch model is AQUANAUT series 7968/300R-001, with a public price of 189 million.

The watch comes with special effects.

When designated for Meng Baihan to wear, 0.1 yuan of Meng Baihan exclusive consumption money will be rebated per second.

This sudden reward made Zhang Yang stunned.

To be precise, this reward was not for him, but for Teacher Xiao Meng.

The system directly rewarded him with a Patek Philippe watch worth nearly two million.

Although this watch is not necessarily worn by Teacher Xiao Meng, it also shows that when Teacher Xiao Meng wears it, it will produce a special effect.

Cash back 0.1 yuan per second.

Moreover, this is not cash, but consumption money for Teacher Xiao Meng to use only.

One second is 0.1 yuan.

Assuming that Teacher Xiao Meng wears it all day long, the exclusive consumption money he can get in one day is 8640 yuan.

That’s more than 260,000 yuan a month.

What is this called?
This is called the system helping you to raise a girl.

For a moment, Zhang Yang didn't know what to say. Of all the words he had to say, there was only one sentence left: "System dad, thank you for your hard work."

A moment later, this rose gold Patek Philippe was in Zhang Yang's hands.

Zhang Yang held it in his hand and rubbed it, thinking for a while.

This watch can be considered as a gift to Teacher Xiao Meng for being selected as an outstanding teacher.

A watch worth less than two million, well, it’s a bit high-profile.

But how can the gift I gave be small? I'm sure Teacher Meng will like it very much.

(End of this chapter)