How to Become a Tool Person

While drinking milk through a straw, Ye Hao prepared a set of basic questions for Yuan Yuan.

After Jiang Yue finished giving announcements on the podium, Ye Hao also finished making the test sheet.

“Ah Yuan, this is your task for this morning.

Do it seriously.

If you don’t finish it, you’re not allowed to eat lunch!”

Ye Hao sucked the milk dry in one breath and glanced at the clock hanging beside the blackboard.

Class was almost over.

This was bad.

Was he really going to be ordered around by that evil woman…?

When the bell rang, Jiang Yue realized class was over.

She glanced toward the back row where Ye Hao was openly eating a sandwich and instantly felt her anger rise.

It’s just that she didn’t give him any new papers to do!

Did he have to act like this?!

She knew this kid only approached her for test papers, but considering she used to shove stacks of worksheets at him every day, couldn’t he at least give her a little face?

Yes, yes, his grades were excellent, he could go wherever he wanted!

But right now, he was still in school.

Still in her classroom.

Who exactly did he think he was looking down on?!

Jiang Yue felt like she was about to explode with fury.

After giving Ye Hao one final glance, she strode angrily out of the classroom.

Ye Hao naturally didn’t dare delay.

After all, the lateness was his fault.

As for eating in class—well, what could he do?

As the saying goes, “Without enough food, strength is lacking, and without strength, beauty cannot be displayed.”

He needed to eat to have the energy to work!

“Ah Yuan, do the problems properly.

If your accuracy is above eighty percent, I’ll agree to one small request of yours.

I’m going to the teacher’s office now.”

“Oh…”

Looking at the notebook full of problems, Yuan Yuan’s scratch paper was already almost filled, but she still hadn’t made much progress.

She faintly recalled Ye Hao once saying these were basic questions.

Basic questions?

He called these basic questions?

Then what had she been learning all this time?

Kindergarten addition and subtraction?

She did manage to answer the first sub-problem… but the rest?

She had absolutely no idea how to even begin.

These problems were ridiculously tricky.

She had never seen anything like them.

“Good luck～”

Ye Hao rubbed the top of her head and then rushed toward the office of that evil woman.

It’s just being late!

Just being punished to stand!

Just being ordered around!

What’s there to be afraid of?!

Come on, brothers!

Let’s go!

Oli give!

Knock knock knock!

“Come in.”

She didn’t need to guess — Jiang Yue knew it was Ye Hao.

After all, besides him, who would dare knock that loudly?

“So, tell me.

Do you want punishment, or do you want to stand?”

Ye Hao entered the office with zero fear.

Fear what?

Was she going to eat him?

Jiang Yue: “……”

This kid… he was toxic.

Who exactly was scolding whom here?!

“Pour me a cup of tea.”

“Oh.”

Tch.

Ordering him around again.

Fine! Tea?

Tea is it!

Ye Hao grabbed a cup, dumped in a random handful of tea leaves, and poured boiling water.

“Here. Tea—”

Watching his atrocious tea-making skills, Jiang Yue forced down her surging irritation.

This brat really was something.

So now he had attitude?

“That’s your tea.

Mine is here.”

She handed him the messed-up cup and took out her own.

Ye Hao: “……”

So she had planned this from the start?

Not bad.

Truly worthy of being a homeroom teacher—she’d seen all kinds of tricks.

He had no choice but to take the horribly bitter tea in front of him.

How was he supposed to drink this?!

With so many tea leaves, it would taste like death!

Seeing Jiang Yue’s triumphant expression, Ye Hao sighed heavily.

“Teacher Jiang, so should I clean now?

Grade assignments?

Or go copy documents?”

He scratched his head.

There was no helping it.

The sooner he finished, the sooner he could go back.

“Start with cleaning.

The office hasn’t been handled in a while anyway.”

“So I really am being treated as manual labor…”

“Hurry up.

I already told you not to be late.”

Fine, fine.

Whatever.

He had nothing else to do anyway.

As he swept, Jiang Yue sipped her tea and asked:

“By the way, Ye Hao, where are you planning to go after graduation?”

“I don’t know.

I’ll follow my sister.

Probably abroad.”

Ye Hao originally wanted to travel abroad to see the world.

However, since Luo Yao came back and insisted on taking him with her, the decision was basically made.

“You have a sister?

How come I’ve never heard that before?”

Jiang Yue really didn’t know.

Ye Hao’s student info stated he had no siblings.

“Yeah.

She went abroad when I was still in elementary school.

Now that I’m close to the college entrance exam, she came back to take care of me.”

Luo Yao was good.

Just… the brother-obsessed part was not something he could say aloud.

Too shameful.

And people would definitely misunderstand.

They’d think he was the pervert.

If only he could resist.

But he couldn’t.

He could only hope time would cool her down.

“So that’s how it is.

She’s a very good sister then.”

A good sister?

“Yes… yes.

She’s… very good.”

If only she wasn’t such a brother-obsessed maniac.

After cleaning, copying documents, massaging Jiang Yue’s shoulders, Ye Hao spent the entire morning working like a servant.

Why… why had he been late…

At last, Jiang Yue stretched lazily.

“So tired～～”

Ye Hao: “……”

Your horse is tired?

You’ve been sitting all morning!

I did all the work!!

“Yes, very tired.

Sitting must be exhausting～”

Tch.

This evil woman.

After a few more sarcastic exchanges, Jiang Yue finally dismissed him.

Ye Hao refused to leave without dignity.

He looked at the overly-bitter cup of tea he had brewed earlier.

A man must take something when he leaves.

So — he lifted the cup.

And drank a huge mouthful of the bitter, bitter tea.

With a twisted expression on his face, he turned and left the office without a word.

After he left, Jiang Yue looked at the empty seat.

“This kid… sigh…”

She poured out her own tea and brewed another cup.

As she lifted it to her lips, she recalled Ye Hao’s angry, twisted expression.

Her cold face slowly warmed red.