Chapter 16 Teaching (Part 1)

Chapter 16 Teaching (Part 1)

Although it 'feels' like nonsense, Jiang Mingyang feels very strongly about being watched, but he can't find anything unusual, which makes him almost have a nervous breakdown.

"You brat, you dare to skip my class. You are so brave, aren't you?"

Jiang Mingyang was doing deep squats with a barbell on his back, sticking his butt out, when Duan Qing kicked him in the butt.

"Ouch, sir, who the hell..."

Jiang Mingyang stumbled and was almost knocked down by the barbell.

He cursed subconsciously, then immediately stopped his voice, scratched his head and said with a smile: "Who the hell bought this crappy barbell? The left and right sides are not the same weight. It almost killed me."

Jiang Mingyang has become even more afraid of Duan Qing since his mental power surged and he began to speculate about the mastermind behind the scenes.

Duan Qing wears high heels and a small suit that highlights her figure. It perfectly sets off her curves, but the most eye-catching thing is her crystal earrings.

Her long hair hangs naturally like a waterfall, her fair face has eyes twinkling like stars, her flaming red lips are full of sultry temptation, and her black earrings make her even more mysterious.

Being stared at by Duan Qing's big eyes made the other boys' blood boil with excitement, but Jiang Mingyang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast.

"Hey, I want to go to class too, but you won't let me enter the classroom."

After a brief period of shock, Jiang Mingyang pretended to be a grandson with a flattering face, without any psychological burden.

"You are obedient. I asked you to get full marks in the test. Why don't you take the test!"

Duan Qing asked coldly, Jiang Mingyang nodded, bowed and smiled, and said softly: "Look at what you said.

Students have limited abilities and can only do what they can. "

Duan Qing's beautiful eyes widened, and Jiang Mingyang immediately put on a flattering face and said pitifully: "Teacher Duan, you just came here, so you may not know my situation.

My life experience is miserable. I grew up in a slum and lived a precarious life.

My mother had some entanglements with the Jiang family and said she wanted to lead me to a good life and become a master.

I thought I could live a good life, but I didn't expect it to be worse than in the slums. They were afraid that I would divide the family property and bully me every day, and they wanted to kill me.

It was my mother's lifelong dream to become a warrior and no longer be bullied, so I trained my body at all costs.

But my foundation is too poor, I don’t have money to buy elixirs, even if the Jiang family doesn’t let me have enough to eat..."

Jiang Mingyang burst into tears and burst into tears. He threw himself into Duan Qing's arms and cried loudly.

Of course, he was prepared to do so.

Regardless of whether Duan Qing is a mysterious person or not, Jiang Mingyang has to find out the details and must take risks that should be taken.

Seeing Jiang Mingyang getting closer and holding her thigh, Duan Qing's head was full of black lines and she wanted to kick him to death.

Since realizing that Jiang Mingyang was different, Duan Qing sent someone to investigate his past.

Life is definitely not as miserable as he said, that is to say, life is not easy after entering the Jiang family.

This guy has been around the market since he was a child, and is good at cheating, kidnapping, and extortion. Apart from being filial, he is also a lawless bastard.

After his mother took him to recognize his ancestors, his personality changed from being assertive to being tolerant.

In other words, Jiang Mingyang's true nature is to beat Jiang Wenjun's flamboyance and beat Wang Jin's arrogance.

If he had had this strength, he would have done this long ago.

"You brat, if you're not afraid of death, just pounce on me."

Jiang Mingyang was about to pounce, but Duan Qing scolded him and hit his head with high heels, stopping his forward momentum.

Her beautiful fair legs were lifted up, and the beauty looming in the skirt was beyond recognition, but Jiang Mingyang didn't dare to take a look.

"Hehe, isn't this the mood? The students are too involved in the drama."

Jiang Mingyang stood up, feeling extremely happy and relaxed.

Regardless of whether Duan Qing is a mysterious person or not, judging from her behavior, at least she has no intention of harming him for the time being.

Duan Qing stopped talking nonsense, threw the textbook in his face, and said coldly: "This is the text I learned today, memorize it in half an hour."

"Teacher, my brain is all about muscles, please spare me."

Jiang Mingyang knelt on his knees and cried sadly, looking even more uncomfortable than his own father's death.

Forgetting it, he knelt down, moved a few steps, and pounced on Duan Qing's thigh again, as shamelessly as he wanted.

Just testing Duan Qing once doesn't mean much. It would be interesting if Duan Qing was tested again and again and still gave in to him.

Either Duan Qing has good intentions towards him, or Duan Qing wants to take advantage of him.

No matter which one it is, it will be very beneficial to Jiang Mingyang.

Of course, this is all his guessing. It is also possible that Duan Qing is an ordinary teacher.

Jiang Mingyang couldn't figure out the situation, so he naturally had to think about various possibilities.

Seeing him rushing towards him, Duan Qing crossed his arms, pressed his blade-like heels against his head again, and ordered: "Practice while memorizing. If you can't memorize, stir-fry meat with bamboo whip!"

After saying that, Duan Qing kicked Jiang Mingyang away, then found a place to sit down and looked at Jiang Mingyang with interest.

Jiang Mingyang was stunned at first, and then said with a smile: "Teacher Duan, why don't you go and do your work, I guarantee that I can pass it today."

"I am not busy."

Duan Qing caressed the earring of her right ear, her crystal chin tilted slightly, with an expression that said I'm sure of you, making Jiang Mingyang feel hopeless.

Looking at it this way, Duan Qing is just an ordinary teacher, no match for the mysterious master.

Jiang Mingyang didn't know why Duan Qing was crazy, so he had to recite the text while exercising.

In Jiang Mingyang's opinion, Duan Qing was just pretending, it was a big deal if she could sit there for ten minutes.

But he soon sadly discovered that not only did Duan Qing stay, but she even supervised his training.

"The Emperor of Han loves beauty and wants to conquer the country. He has ruled the country for many years but has not been able to get her. The daughter of the Yang family has just grown up, but she is kept in the boudoir and unknown to the world..."

Snap!

Jiang Mingyang was doing squats while reciting. His thoughts were flowing like a spring, and his back was hit by a pain, and he trembled with pain.

At this moment, Duan Qing was standing behind Jiang Mingyang, and he didn't know when a ruler appeared in his hand.

"Damn, this bitch is sick!"

Jiang Mingyang roared wildly in his heart, but he looked pitiful and said miserably: "Teacher Duan, I didn't recite it wrong."

"The back muscles are not exerted correctly, and the training effect is not achieved."

Duan Qing scolded seriously.

"What the hell?"

Jiang Mingyang was stunned for a moment, and then he was not well!

You are looking for trouble, so why use such a lame excuse!

You are a Chinese teacher with a thin waist like a stick, and you know what it means to exert force incorrectly.

Jiang Mingyang was unhappy and complained in his heart. He took a deep breath to calm down and hypnotized himself: "Don't be angry, don't be angry. When there is a chance, press her to the ground and rub her."

Snap!

Before Jiang Mingyang calmed down, the ruler hit the same place again.

Jiang Mingyang was furious, but Duan Qing said coldly: "Use the place where I hit you, so you can get twice the result with half the effort."

Duan Qing reminded him again and again, Jiang Mingyang's expression became serious, and he tried it as he said.

Jiang Mingyang's face changed constantly, first with fear, then with anxiety, and soon regained his composure.

"Huh? It really works. Teacher Duan, you are not a warrior, are you?"