back to being a teacher

Chapter 88 Calcium Supplementation and Drinking Milk
Monday.

Wu Zi's parents went through the procedures for Wu Zi to live on campus.

Then I moved the bedding and other daily necessities into the bedroom.

The dormitory conditions in Xigao are quite good. It sleeps six people and has a private bathroom with a shower.

Wu Zi's parents are still very satisfied with this condition.

Not long after, Wu Zi moved into the school.

Fang Bai took Wu Zi to the school's computer room.

In fact, the computer rooms in high schools are reserved for teachers. Students can only take a few information classes in a semester, so only the first-year students have the opportunity to touch the school computers.

After the second year of high school, the information class became the kind of thing where you were trying to sell someone else's dog.

It's on the class schedule, but it's not certain which teacher will take it.

Maybe a math teacher, maybe an English teacher, maybe a physics teacher...

The information teacher always has computers to repair, and there are always problems with the computers in the school's computer room, just like the physical education teacher who always eats popsicles and tells his classmates that he is sick.

"Wu Zi, teacher asks you again, do you really want to choose the path of e-sports?"

Fang Bai took Wu Zi out of the class and asked him seriously.

Wu Zi gritted his teeth and nodded affirmatively: "Teacher, just like you once asked us if our dreams are dead..."

"When I came down from the professional arena, when my hands left the keyboard and could no longer play, when I left the arena and could no longer play, teacher... I felt like I was dead. I live with you every day. I'm like a walking zombie. I can't imagine what I will be like in the future, but I know that if I continue like this... I will regret it for the rest of my life!" Wu Zi gritted his teeth, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

Fang Bai knew that the words of the little boy in front of him came from the heart and were full of true feelings.

This reminded him of the man codenamed '7'.

Several years of veterans have been fighting for that unattainable dream for many years.

Some people live for seemingly ridiculous things.

Just like the retired meat waffle seller, are you alive and well?

Annual income exceeds [-] million.

And what about '7'?

If he retired and broadcast live during his peak period, his income would definitely be much higher than Roufong Yue Buqun.

Many people say that his dream is to make money, make a lot of money.

But does making money really make you feel satisfied?
No, many people make money just because money can help them live a better life in this world, and money can bring enough security...

But money isn't everything in life.

Just like what Dad Ma said, money is just a number to him. It is indeed just a number. It can be said that as long as there is anything that can be priced with money in China, there is nothing he cannot buy.

But is he really happy?

Fang Bai didn't know that Father Ma said that he was happiest when he was a teacher earning several thousand yuan a month. Fang Bai felt that this sentence should be true.

Just like in many immortality novels, they all write about human beings' pursuit of immortality and their pursuit of longevity and equality with heaven.

But isn't this contradictory?

To live is to live forever?

Fang Bai doesn't like reading those so-called longevity novels.

The reason why life is wonderful is that fighting against the sky, the earth, and people is close and the joy is endless.

Chao Wendao, Xi can die!
No matter how many years I live in this world, even though everything is fate, my heart is still in control of me.

"Some people are alive, but he is dead, and some people are alive, but he can live again!" Fang Bai patted Wu Zi on the shoulder: "Come on!"

"Well, come on!"

Wu Zi clenched his hands, took a deep breath, and followed Fang Bai into the school's computer room.

"Old Zhang..."

Fang Bai looked at Lao Zhang who was browsing the webpage attentively.

Lao Zhang looked at Fang Bai who suddenly came in. He was startled and quickly lifted up his pants: "Fuck, Lao Fang, you walked silently?"

"It's because you were too absorbed in watching the movie, right?" Fang Bai complained helplessly.

"What a little movie, this is called human performance art. Do you understand? It's performance art! Forget it, you don't understand even after I tell you!" Lao Zhang explained quickly.

I forgot to introduce, Lao Zhang’s original name is Zhang Xuande, yes, it’s Liu Bei’s Xuande!

His father was a die-hard fan of the Three Kingdoms, so he named his son such a name.

Lao Zhang is in his thirties and has not yet married a wife. Several female teachers at school act as matchmakers for him, but he doesn't look down on anyone else...

I like to sit in the school computer room and watch human performance art films, especially those from the neighboring country.

"What are you doing here again? Are you here to bully the children again?" Lao Zhang frowned and looked at Fang Bai.

"No, no, no, this time I will bring a child to practice!"

Fang Bai waved his hand.

"Come to practice?"

Lao Zhang pushed up his glasses. "Here, the famous retired player, VZI!"

Fang Bai pulled Wu Zi out from behind.

"VZI?"

Old Zhang was dumbfounded.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken? He is VZI?"

he asked a little surprised.

"Hurry up and say hello!"

Fang Bai slapped Wu Zi on the head.

Wu Zi quickly smiled honestly: "Zhang...Hello, Teacher Zhang, my name is Wu Zi, and my game ID is VZI..."

"Really VZI?"

Lao Zhang put on his pants, then ran down from the podium and looked at Wu Zi carefully.

"Um……"

Wu Zi nodded.

"Damn it, idol!"

Lao Zhang held Wu Zi's hand with his wet hand.

Wu Zi's head immediately went into panic.

Could this wet feeling be...

He pulled out his hand abruptly and felt helpless when he felt the wet and slippery feeling on his hands.

"Can't you wipe your hands with paper?"

Fang Bai frowned.

"What can I do? My hands like to sweat so much!"

Zhang Xuande said helplessly.

It's sweat...

Wu Zi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your pants are already wet. Why, the sweat from your hands is still dripping onto your pants?"

Fang Bai said angrily loudly.

This sentence made Wu Zi's heart lift again.

"That's the water I accidentally spilled!"

Zhang Xuande retorted equally loudly.

"Damn it, look at those white stains..."

"Milk, milk!"

"Drink milk to replenish your body? Are you drinking too much?"

"Shit, calcium supplement, do you understand? Calcium supplement! I have been deficient in calcium since I was a child!"

"Old Zhang, please be more moderate, too much is bad for your health!"

"Do you think I have a girlfriend like you?"

"So take it easy!"

"What does it mean to be young? I've never done it before!"

"Then where did you get these stains?!"

"Milk!"

"If you don't hold your breath, why do you need to drink milk to supplement it?!"

"I'm deficient in calcium, don't you understand? I'm deficient in calcium!"

"Then why don't you drink bone broth to supplement calcium?"

"because……"

Wu Zi felt that it would be better for her to wash her hands, regardless of whether the stain on her hands was sweat, milk, or...

Anyway, it’s better to wash it off.

E-sports players should pay attention to the hygiene of their hands.

I will never shake hands with Teacher Zhang again!
Grass!
　Thank you for the 100 reward for slaughtering a dog and removing a cow
　　I’m going to release two chapters directly at 12pm!
　　This way, if you catch up on updates at night, you can go to bed after reading it!

　　Anyway, updating during the day seems to have the same effect!

　　It's better to update it tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)