Chapter 7:

Putting her hands behind the back of the chair, the homeroom teacher Tuyet Nhi leaned back: "Have you fixed all those tests yet?".

"Yes, I'm almost done, miss", staring at the paper in her hand, Thanh Thu constantly compared with her test.

"If you have too much left, you can leave it there, I will do the rest by myself", although Thanh Thu often helps her grade papers, but Thanh Thu is still a student, it would be a shame if she just give this job to her all the time.

To reassure the teacher, Thanh Thu smiled: "It's okay, I quite like this job". Yes, she quite enjoyed this job, because thanks to it she was able to clearly see his work.

Seeing her students work so hard, Tuyet Nhi couldn't help but feel guilty: "I'm struggling, I'll take you to eat when I'm done to thank you".

"Yes".

For each test, teachers will give each student a separate worksheet, consisting of four questions, to prevent students from cheating. She and he sat quite far apart, one at the top of the class, one at the bottom of the class, fortunately because of that, she and him always coincided.

Each article he writes on the paper is clean and neat, but in contrast to the presentation paper, his topic sheet is always full of analysis lines, calculations, formulas, ...

The last topic is an advanced one, there are five parts, if you don't pay attention, the person who makes this question will easily get confused and fall into a deadlock, you too, but he can analyze it. into small branches, the complicated details have been greatly simplified by him, just looking at it can be understood immediately.

Did he really do this in thirty minutes?

It's a bit disingenuous...

"If not, you can just take it, I can pay you", with Quoc Minh standing in front of the cosmetics counter, Nhat Linh shyly glanced at the salesman.

He had stood staring at people's stalls for a long time without taking anything, looking at the face of the saleswoman, it was about to rot.

Maybe he planned to wait for the salesman to not pay attention to act, if so, it's not really necessary, anyway, he just helped her get rid of the trouble, she can help him pay.

Van Anh gently shook his head in denial.

It's hard to find the brands she used to use, almost none at all. Moreover, the skin of the original body is not the same with hers, she needs to analyze what should be used to improve this face of the original body.

Get a few bottles of skin care, cream, tone, serum, mineral spray, cleanser, ...

The ingredients of these cosmetics are all mild, people with sensitive skin can also use them, the whole body is severely inflamed, she doesn't dare to risk using products with strong effects, just afraid. his skin couldn't take it, it was no different from curing a healed pig into a crippled pig.

The saleswoman saw Quoc Minh taking more and more bottles and jars to the cart, her face was a little more beautiful, and she began to enthusiastically advise.

Nhat Linh next to him looked at him with curious eyes.

Song Jun Kiet clearly told her that this pervert is a poor student, yet he took these things without blinking an eye. Was he really so short of money that he was sick at work?

"Aren't you a poor student?"

"Well", compared to the kids at school or the person standing in front of her, the original body seems... poor.

"So you can pay for all this?", Nhat Linh asked in a low voice, but how could she escape the ears of the saleswoman's grandmother, who was pricking her ears and listening.

Van Anh raised an eyebrow, his original body was really poor, but he wasn't so poor that he couldn't pay for these things.

"Maybe".

Quickly counting the money, the saleswoman showed a friendly smile: "Yours is five million, four hundred and twenty thousand. I want to pay with cash or pay by card".

"Can you scan the code?", taking out her phone from her pocket, Van Anh clicked on the app to pay by phone.

The employee took a look: "maybe". Young people nowadays mostly use their phones to pay money, it's convenient, unlike her before.

The saleswoman reached out her hand to take the phone, but Van Anh did not respond, she pondered for a while.

Looks like I forgot something.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere of the salesman, Nhat Linh laughed and poked Van Anh with an elbow: "Hey, don't you charge people?".

"Ah", a bit surprised, Van Anh was bewildered: "Ah, that's right, I'm sorry. But do you sell shower gel and shampoo here, I want to get a few bottles."

She almost forgot, she also had to return the shower gel and shampoo bottles to Thanh Dinh and Tong Trach, and also had to buy them for her. It's absent-minded.

"Yes, yes, please wait a moment", breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was too expensive, so he changed his mind and didn't want to take it. Luckily not, or else she will smash this customer's name.

The scent is mild, not harsh, not too sweet, Van Anh is satisfied to take three more bottles of shower gel and three bottles of shampoo.

"I thought boys wouldn't use these."

Suddenly, Van Anh heard that, holding a pile of cosmetics in her hand, she glanced at Nhat Linh: "Nobody forbids boys from using it, they also produce cosmetics for men."

"Moreover", leaning close to Nhat Linh's face, using an empty hand to carry things, she pointed at her face: "you see, my face like that without using it, how can it be beautiful".

Can't return yet, doesn't mean you can't return, from here until you can return, you have to live well, by the way, make the body more handsome, thanks for lending her body temporarily. and apologizes for spending his savings, including his lost bike. Maybe the original body wasn't very happy, she thought, but it should be quite satisfying with the good results.

And if she fell into the situation of not being able to return, she did not need to carry this ugly face for the rest of her life.

That is unacceptable.

"That's right" is really bad.

"But naturally you want to be beautiful?", she thought that people like him were already too used to his style, could it be that he had an object so he knew how to prepare?

"Oh, it's only natural", a little hesitant.

No matter how you look at it, it's amazing.

"You, what are you doing here?", isn't this a men's underwear store?

"What do you think I can do when I come in here", remembering yesterday, Van Anh joked: "Or are you afraid that I will come here to make a pervert".

"I ...", Nhat Linh awkwardly pointed to a nearby bench: "Waiting for you there".

Pretty good.

Van Anh nodded in agreement.