Dragon Ball: Get Bulma at the start!

The students in the second grade of the third grade of Kunbo No. 9 Middle School are taking a math class at the moment, but there is not a single number on the blackboard, only letters. Those who don't know think it is an English class.

At this time, in the last row near the trash can, commonly known as the "hometown of the king", a slovenly but muscular teenager is wearing headphones and watching an anime called "Dragon Ball" with relish. From time to time, he will make some movements that outsiders don't understand, and shout "Ha-ha-ha-ha"!

"If Gohan doesn't study, Jiren will cry! With such a good talent, if Chi-Chi didn't force him to study, there would be no Son Goku and Vegeta! Oh, I'm really impressed, this ** Chi-Chi, if Son Goku had married Bulma, there wouldn't be so many problems! If I were Son Goku, Chi-Chi? You are the one sent by Frieza to steal my Dragon Balls, right? Take my 20 times Kaio-ken, ha-me-ha-me-ha! Funny, Bulma is my true love?!"

"Ouch, who hit me?" Sheng Ze, who was talking to himself happily, raised his head with a confused look, and ended up meeting the angry eyes of the math teacher. If eyes could kill, Sheng Ze would have died 10086 times.

"Shengze! I heard you mumbling there just now. What are you talking about? Come on, come up and solve this problem. If you can't solve it, don't go home after school. Come to my office for tea!"

The depressed Shengze was extremely depressed at the moment, thinking that I'm sitting here, you're looking for me just to make trouble, if I know how to sit here, can I sit here? Although he thought so in his heart, he still answered honestly "no", and then ignored the math teacher's eyes that seemed to be spitting fire and the great principles, and continued to lower his head to ponder the thoughts that had just been interrupted.

As the school bell rang, others rushed to pack their schoolbags and ran out of the classroom, only Shengze was packing slowly. When others asked about the teacher asking him to go to the office, he only heard him say "What a joke, he asked me to go and I went? Then wouldn't I have no face?" After that, he strode away with his chest held high. When others were still sighing that Shengze was a man of integrity, they didn't know that he had already run into the office around another road, and didn't forget to observe if there were any acquaintances on the way.

"Why are you so slow?"

"I went to the toilet, teacher"

"Hey, you're going to take the college entrance exam soon, but you still have this attitude towards study. If you're not anxious, the teacher will be anxious for you..." After talking for about half an hour, he was probably thirsty, smacked his lips, and said, "The teacher doesn't want to say more. In the next period of time, work hard. Even if you can't get into a university, you can get into a better junior college, understand?"

"I know, teacher"

"Okay, then you go back"

"Okay, teacher"

"Oh, by the way, take the office garbage down"

...

Shengze, who was walking home after taking out the garbage, felt very uncomfortable. Because of the teacher's lecture, he didn't have time to go to the gym today. You know, today is Monday, the best day to train chest! Forget it, go back and do 300 push-ups instead, Shengze thought to himself. Then, he started to scold Qiqi again and said how good Bulma was.

After returning to the rental house, I threw down my schoolbag, took out my yoga mat and wrist guard, and started doing the 300 push-ups I had planned for today (remember to wear protective gear when exercising, dear). Thirty minutes later, Shengze finished, took a bath with a towel, and drank a cup of protein powder. After everything was done, I took out my phone and finished watching the Dragon Ball that I hadn't finished today, cursed Qiqi twice, turned off my phone, and fell asleep.