Simulation: Starting From Strange Creatures

Chapter 311 Do you agree with yourself?

Zhao Meng carefully avoided the needles scattered on the ground and walked towards the school.

These needles on the ground are no joke. Once he steps on them, it is likely to cause his simulation to fail directly.

Just as Zhao Meng was walking inside, a dark-skinned little girl blocked his way.

 She is said to be a little girl, but in Zhao Meng's eyes, this girl's physique can be considered to be the strongest in this elementary school.

Looking at the guy standing in front of him like a wall, Zhao Meng said helplessly:

 “Ms. Scott, what’s the matter?”

“Yo! We’re going to have a Pride Month event and you have to attend.”

 “Pride Month!” Looking at the children waving colorful flags in front of him, Zhao Meng sighed silently in his heart,

“This is a primary school. They extend their hands into the primary school. Is it true that no one cares about it?”

Zhao Meng knew very well what this so-called Pride Month meant, and he was also very resistant to it.

But looking at the little girl who looked like an iron tower in front of him, Zhao Meng knew better that once he refused, the other party would use his own methods to persuade him to join.

It is well known that girls tend to grow faster than boys in primary school.

 “Okay~! I agree!”

Seeing that Zhao Meng agreed, the black girl gave him a colorful piece of cloth and continued to persuade the other children.

Zhao Meng continued to walk towards the campus. Even though there was a burst of children crying behind him, he did not turn around and pay attention.

Soon he entered his class. There were not many students in his class. At a glance, there were only more than twenty students.

 These students are of all skin colors.

Zhao Meng found his seat and sat down. Soon the bell rang, and a somewhat stout middle-aged woman came in and began to teach the class.

 The so-called courses are too simple in Zhao Meng’s opinion.

Zhao Meng had a vague feeling that he was in a kindergarten. Facing this kind of course was a bit torture for him. He could only wander around and think about what happened in the real world.

“I don’t know what’s going on with Qingxuan?”

"Although he is full of confidence, I don't know how long he can persist." Faced with Zhao Meng's wandering mind, the teacher would not care even if he saw it, until the bell rang, and the voice of a classmate rang beside him:

 “What did the teacher call you?”

 …

In the break room, the fat teacher looked at the little boy in front of him and asked with a smile:

“Have you ever felt that you are different from other students?”

"Um?"

The teacher’s words made Zhao Meng a little strange, but the teacher’s next words made Zhao Meng a little confused:

“Perhaps you have a different understanding of your gender?”

"What?"

 He did not expect that such a seemingly kind-hearted teacher would make such terrible remarks.

 “When did the teacher have such a responsibility?”

Zhao Meng didn’t understand. At this time, the teacher looked at Zhao Meng’s confused look and continued to instill something in him.

It’s a pity that Zhao Meng is not a real child.

Such remarks may be useful to ordinary children, but to him it is undoubtedly a waste of effort. Although Zhao Meng felt disgusted in his heart, he did not dare to express it.

 You can only passively accept the teacher's chanting.

At this moment, a burst of exclamation suddenly came from the window, followed by several gunshots, interrupting the conversation between the two.

The teacher was obviously used to this kind of thing and hurriedly hid under the table. Only Zhao Meng was still standing there.

 (End of this chapter)