My Strange Tale Love Strategy Simulator

A powerful aura entered the classroom from outside. The sound of high heels stopped at the door. The female teacher, dressed in a floral dress that even Grandma Zhang Ying wouldn't wear, surveyed the classroom with a stern face.

"Noisy! All you do is make noise all day long! I can hear you all from my office. Our class is the noisiest in the whole hallway! Students in other classes are studying and memorizing after class, but what do you do? Just play and fool around here!"

Teacher Zhou has a loud voice and a heavy tone, which makes the students in the class afraid to look up.

She stood on the podium with her textbook in hand, slamming it heavily onto the table. She looked like an angry lioness, and everyone who saw her seemed to have a fierce and menacing appearance.

"The college entrance exam is in three months, and you're still laughing and joking around! Let's see if you'll still be laughing in the exam hall!"

Wang Fangshe whispered to Zhang Ying from below the stage, "Master Zhou must be going through menopause; she's been much more irritable lately!"

"Who's still talking?!" Teacher Zhou roared, making Wang Fangshe straighten up and dare not say another word.

Looking at the quiet classroom, Teacher Zhou nodded and turned her gaze toward Zhang Ying.

"In terms of attitude towards learning, you all still have a lot to learn from Zhang. He got injured, took two days off, and came back to class in less than a day! That shows how passionate he is about learning. You'll all be taking exams soon, so it's time to get back into focus!"

Although Teacher Zhou is strict, her classes are truly excellent; she didn't earn the title of Outstanding Teacher of the City for nothing. Even during the review period, her lessons continue to benefit her students greatly.

After class, Teacher Zhou never stayed late; as soon as the bell rang, she would leave the classroom and head to her office.

When Teacher Zhou left the classroom, the students finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Fangshe slumped listlessly on the table and complained, "Master Zhou is so fierce, I really don't know if she'll ever find a boyfriend."

Zhang Ying chuckled. Who in the class would know that the fierce Zhou Shitai had an old flame? Her former dance teacher.

He stood up from his seat, the muscles in his body stretched, and his forehead tightened again.

He picked up his books and left his seat, a move that greatly shocked Wang Fangshe: "No way, Lao Zhang, you're not thinking of asking Master Zhou for help, are you? Could it be that you're really becoming a promising student, just like Master Zhou said?"

"I've always been a model student!"

Zhang Ying, carrying his books, limped towards Teacher Zhou's office. His purpose was simple: to subtly inquire about the dance team under the guise of asking questions.

In the office, some teachers were drinking tea, some were chatting, and some were writing lesson plans. When a student came into the office, they only glanced at him briefly and then ignored him.

But when they saw Zhang Ying walk straight to Teacher Zhou's seat, they immediately became interested and looked up at Zhang Ying.

It's rare for students to ask Teacher Zhou questions. The last time a female student came to ask Teacher Zhou a question, she was brought to tears by his explanation. Other teachers had to comfort Teacher Zhou for a long time before he calmed down.

Regardless of whether you are a boy or a girl, if you can't understand a simple question after repeated attempts, Teacher Zhou will not give you any leeway.

Ms. Zhou was also surprised to see Zhang Ying. Her previous impression of Zhang Ying in class was that he was an average student who didn't seem to be very ambitious. She never expected that Zhang Ying would not only come to school despite his injury, but also dare to ask her for help.

Looking at Zhang Ying who had come to his side, Teacher Zhou nodded: "Not bad, it seems you also know that you are about to enter a watershed moment in your life. Keep going, as long as you can persevere, the result doesn't matter."

Zhang Ying smiled and nodded, echoing, "Yes, yes."

Zhang Ying selected a few questions from the textbook to ask, but he had already learned most of them.

Under Teacher Zhou's explanation, he pretended to suddenly understand. He could not only understand Teacher Zhou's explanation at a very fast speed, but also apply what Teacher Zhou taught to other situations.

Teacher Zhou was very satisfied, even a slight smile appeared on her face, and she praised Zhang Ying a few times, which was rare for her. The teachers who were on standby to mediate the fight were stunned; they rarely saw Teacher Zhou show such an expression.

After the explanation of the problem was almost finished, Zhang Ying looked at Teacher Zhou's smiling face and realized it was time to ask, "Teacher, I understand the problem. Actually, I have another question I want to ask you, but it's not about studying."

In a great mood, Teacher Zhou was naturally willing to open up: "Go ahead and ask. It's not a relationship problem, is it? The college entrance exam is coming up soon, and you can't be in a relationship too early."

"How could I possibly be in a relationship?" Zhang Ying said with a smile. "It's like this, Teacher Zhou, one of my nieces is coming to Dacang to attend high school. Her mock exam scores were very high, so she'll most likely be coming to our No. 1 High School. She asked me to ask her for a favor."

"Oh my!" Teacher Zhou's face lit up with interest. "If I remember correctly, Liu Junyi is your cousin, right? He left, then you came; you left, then your niece came. Your family is quite interesting. Go ahead, what's the question?"

Zhang Ying scratched the back of his head, putting on an honest and simple look, but inwardly he thought to himself, "I'm all set." "Teacher Zhou, my niece asked me to inquire whether our school has a dance team. She studies dance and wants to know more about it."

Upon hearing this, Teacher Zhou, who had been all smiles, froze on her face.

Her lips gradually turned down, her body trembled slightly, and her hands, resting on the table, clenched into fists, tightening tightly. Her expression gradually became uncontrollable.

"Our school doesn't have a dance team, so if she wants to learn, she can go to another school to practice! Besides, what business is it of yours if your niece comes to school? Your main focus right now should be on your studies! Instead of worrying about others, worry about yourself!"

Teacher Zhou practically shouted these words. The kind expression on his face vanished without a trace, replaced by a face filled with anger mixed with a hint of sadness.

Zhang Ying was startled and quickly bowed, saying, "I'm sorry, Teacher Zhou. I will definitely focus on my studies, study hard, and take care of myself."

The other teachers who peeked out were also somewhat surprised. Everything was fine just now, so what happened?

Teacher Zhou seemed to realize her lapse in composure, waved for Zhang Ying to leave, and then sat dejectedly at her workstation, scribbling on her lesson plan with a capped water-based pen, lost in thought.

Zhang Ying left the office and finally dared to let out a long sigh of relief. His chest heaved as he walked shakily into the classroom.

Judging from Ms. Zhou's appearance, it's virtually impossible to get any information out of her. Based on her behavior, the secret between Ms. Zhou and the dance team teacher is far from simple.