The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 622

The task is to be done, and the teacher must also be.

Zhou Yang felt for the first time that the clone was lacking.

After leaving the detective agency, Zhou Yang went directly to the school dormitory.

The morning exercises every morning, driving back and forth, is too rush.

Zhou Yang simply lived in the staff dormitory.

Jin Linzhi specially prepared a single room for him, which was regarded as special care.

Zhou Yang came to the playground with a yawn in the morning and ran laps with the students.

In the process of running exercises, a few long-haired boys have to shake their heads back from time to time, and their hair is flying in the wind, looking handsome.

During the first class, Zhou Yang smiled so much that he lighted up several people.

"At noon, I will accompany you to cut your hair. You are not allowed to run." Zhou Yang smiled.

Several boys wailed together.

A bunch of girls laughed.

"Don't laugh, everyone who has perm hair will also be cut with me!"

"Oh no, Lao Zhou!" The girl also began to cry.

"Huh, you shouldn't be bothered!" Wang Zihui in the corner gave a cold snort, extremely disdainful.

Zhou Yang walked up to him with his hands behind his back, looked at his long hair, stretched out a few locks, shook his head and said: "Wang Zihui, your hair is also growing, let's cut it together."

"Teacher..." Wang Zihui said indifferently, "Do you know that you have more money to cut once? The ordinary 80, the slightly better one hundred. We are all poor students, don't have that much money to cut, why don't you treat?"

"Wang Zihui, what are you talking about? Why do you ask the teacher to treat me?" Yi Tong was unhappy, and directly said.

"Yo? When did the beauty of Yi Tong also turn to the reactionaries and become a dog?" Wang Zihui sneered.

Yi Tong slapped the table with anger.

Of the more than 20 people in the class, only Yi Tong knew Zhou Yang's true identity.

To put it ugly, Zhou Yang wanted to treat a thorn like Wang Zihui, not too easy.

Being able to study under Zhou Yang is an experience that can be bragging for a lifetime. I didn't expect that Wang Zihui would always be the **** thing.

"Teacher, don't worry about him, cut his hair short and get less distraction." Yun Siyu stood up and stood up.

"It's better to be a student!" Zhou Yang laughed, "but Wang Zihui also makes sense. Now the haircut is too expensive outside, let me treat you!"

"Yeah!" everyone cheered.

"Lao Zhou is happy!" Lu Shanhe roared.

Chen Hudong grabbed a handful of Liu Hai, which was about to cover his entire forehead, and loudly supported him.

"Then do you recommend a place? Let's go to book a place!" Zhou Yang laughed.

"I know a good place!" Wang Zihui said suddenly, "I'm afraid you can't afford that money!"

Yan Xiaochen was so angry that he couldn't wait to shut up Wang Zihui's mouth.

You can't live without talking back to Teacher Zhou, right?

"Tell me, I am not short of money!" Zhou Yang was not angry either.

"The school goes east, about 500 meters away, there is a newly opened artistic impression." Wang Zihui said lightly, "The barbers in that shop are very good, but each hair style is 200."

"Of course, the hair stylist's skills are worth the price, this must be admitted."

Wang Zihui said with a smile: "If Teacher Zhou really wants us to be refreshed, it is better to go to Art Impression. I have a phone call and you can book a time slot."

"Okay, call me, I'll make an appointment now." Zhou Yang smiled.

He didn't worry about what tricks Wang Zihui played. Soldiers came to cover the water.

If he can't handle even a student, what face is there to call the strongest male god?

Two hundred people, to Zhou Yang, it was drizzle.

...

At the end of lunch, Zhou Yang brought more than 20 students out of the school with great strength and went straight to the artistic impression.

Along the way, they talked and laughed, making the students in other classes very envious.

Teacher Zhou Yang from Class 8 is not only a high level of teaching, but also approachable and close to the students.

What if we could meet such a teacher.

To tell the truth, in many cases, it is not that the students have insufficient brainpower, but that they have not met a serious and responsible teacher who is willing to listen to the students.

The student days are the most innocent period of a person. If the student does not like the teacher, then most of the responsibility still falls on the teacher.

More than twenty people finally arrived at the artistic impression, a beauty in her thirties. Yan woman is waiting outside with a store manager's badge.

She seemed to wait for a long time at the entrance of the store, her face flushed with cold.

Seeing Zhou Yang's group, she immediately greeted them.

"It's the classmates of Concise High School, come in!"

Zhou Yang nodded secretly.

Among other things, the service attitude of the store manager is worthy of appreciation.

Not long after the opening of Art Impression, there were more than 20 barbers, and the scene was huge. When Zhou Yang entered, there were five or six barbers at work.

Bach's violin concerto was playing in the store, and a feeling of high-end atmosphere and class was blown over.

In the corner, there is a piano with carved texture, which has a sense of age.

"Everyone, you can start!" The female boss said with a smile, "Everyone came here together. I will give you a group purchase price, which is 20 yuan cheaper per person. Here are 24 people, count you four thousand and three. "

"Okay! Let's start everyone!" Zhou Yang waved, and the students walked to the free barber and prepared to cut their hair.

Zhou Yang was boring, and strolled up to the piano.

"Bernstein piano." Zhou Yang sat on the piano bench and opened the piano cover.

"Why, handsome guy can play the piano?" the store manager asked after leaning over.

"A little bit of fur." ​​Zhou Yang said.

The world's top-level piano performance became a fur after Zhou Yang said it.

How many pianists are crying in the toilet.

"Our boss said that if someone can pop a complete track, they will give it a 20% discount."

"If you can play Bach, Beethoven, and Mozart, you get a 50% discount."

"There is no error in playing five songs in a row, free of order."

"Handsome man, do you want to try?" the female store manager smiled and asked.

"Okay! Try it." Zhou Yang stretched out a finger and jumped on the keyboard.

The barbers and classmates in the shop covered their faces.

"Lao Zhou, you actually played the little star, it's still monophonic!" Yun Siyu looked helpless.

Zhou Yang said: "I spend money anyway, so what do you bother about?"

"I'll play another one for you!" Zhou Yang seemed to be intrigued, and continued to press the button with a single finger, and came to the song "A Laugh from the Sea".

It is still extremely monotonous.

The classmates who had started their haircut looked at Zhou Yang with excitement, completely speechless.

The store manager smiled and said, "Sir, we can't give you a discount on your song."

"Teacher, don't you feel like a clown with this kind of music?" Wang Zihui was getting a haircut, looking at Zhou Yang through the mirror, and said lightly, "If you really know how to play, just pop it up to let everyone get free. , Don’t be ashamed."

Zhou Yang was silent for a moment, and said seriously: "At your age, you shouldn't be so mean."

"Playing the piano is a kind of enjoyment. If you use it as a means of pretending to be compelling, you will lose the original meaning of playing the piano." Zhou Yang said.

Wang Zihui turned his gaze away, with a mocking corner of his mouth.

"Ok……"

Zhou Yang said quietly: "The next three songs are for Yun Siyu to avoid playing singles."