Unlimited loot system

Although it 'feels' like nonsense, Jiang Mingyang has a strong sense of being monitored, but he can't find anything abnormal, which makes him almost nervous.

"Stinky boy, my mother dares to skip class, you are getting fatter, aren't you!"

Jiang Mingyang was doing squats with a barbell on his back, and he was pushing up with his buttocks up. Duan Qing kicked his ass.

"Oh, sir, who the hell..."

Jiang Mingyang staggered and was almost crushed by the barbell.

He subconsciously yelled loudly, then immediately stopped his voice, scratched his head and smiled innocently: "Who the hell bought this broken barbell, the left and right sides are different in weight, and it almost killed me."

Ever since his mental strength skyrocketed and he had guesses about who was behind the scenes, Jiang Mingyang became even more afraid of Duan Qing.

Duan Qing stepped on high heels and wore a small suit that accentuated her figure perfectly, which set off her curves perfectly, but the most eye-catching thing was her crystal earrings.

The long hair like a waterfall hangs down naturally, the eyes are shining like stars on the fair face of melon seeds, the flaming red lips are full of seductive temptation, and the black earrings make her feel more mysterious.

Stared at by Duan Qing's big eyes, the other boys' blood boiled, but Jiang Mingyang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, as if he was being stared at by a fierce beast.

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

After a short period of astonishment, Jiang Mingyang pretended to be a grandson with a flattering face, without the slightest psychological burden.

"You are obedient, I let you take the test with full marks, why don't you take the test!"

Duan Qing questioned coldly, Jiang Mingyang nodded and bowed down with an apologetic smile, and said poorly, "Look at what you said.

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

Duan Qing's beautiful eyes widened, Jiang Mingyang immediately put on a flattering face, and said pitifully: "Teacher Duan, you just came here, so you may not know about 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, saying that she would take me to live 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.

Becoming a martial artist and no longer being bullied by others is my mother's lifelong dream, so I do everything possible to exercise my body.

But my foundation is too weak, so it’s fine if I don’t have money to buy pills, and the Jiang family won’t let me eat enough…”

Jiang Mingyang wept bitterly, and almost burst into Duan Qing's arms with snot and tears, crying loudly.

Of course, he is also prepared to do so.

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

Seeing Jiang Mingyang approaching continuously, seeming to hug her thigh, Duan Qing's head was full of black lines, wishing she could kick him to death.

Ever since she realized that Jiang Mingyang was different, Duan Qing sent someone to investigate his past.

Life is by no means as miserable as he said, that is, life is not easy after entering Jiang's house.

This guy has been in the market since he was a child, he is good at cheating, extorting, and blackmailing. Apart from being filial, he is a lawless bastard.

After his mother took him to recognize his ancestors, his personality changed from flamboyant to forbearing.

In other words, the arrogance of beating Jiang Wenjun violently and the arrogance of beating Wang Jin are Jiang Mingyang's nature.

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

"Stinky boy, if you are not afraid of death, just rush forward."

Jiang Mingyang was about to pounce, but Duan Qing scolded him, and the high-heeled shoes hit his forehead, stopping his forward momentum.

Her fair and beautiful legs were lifted up, and the beauty inside the skirt was faintly visible, but Jiang Mingyang didn't even dare to take a look.

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

Jiang Mingyang stood up awkwardly, but his heart was filled with ecstasy, and his whole body relaxed.

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

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

"Teacher, my brain is full of muscles, please forgive me."

Jiang Mingyang knelt down on his knees and wept mournfully, his appearance was worse than that of his own father who died.

That alone was enough, he knelt down and took small steps, and threw himself at Duan Qing's thigh again, as shameless as he could be.

Probing Duan Qing once won't explain anything, but if Duan Qing is still accommodating after testing Duan Qing again and again, it will be interesting.

Either Duan Qing has good intentions towards him, or Duan Qing wants to use him.

No matter what it is, it is very beneficial to Jiang Mingyang.

Of course, this is all his guesswork, and 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 that he was rushing forward, Duan Qing crossed his arms with his arms across his chest, pressed his blade-like heels against his forehead again, and ordered: "Practice and memorize it, if you can't memorize it, stir-fry the meat with a bamboo whip!"

After finishing speaking, Duan Qing kicked Jiang Mingyang away, then found a chair and sat down, looking at Jiang Mingyang with great interest.

Jiang Mingyang was stunned at first, and then said with a sneer: "Teacher Duan, why don't you go to work, I promise I can recite it today."

"I am not busy."

Duan Qing caressed the earring of her right ear, her crystal chin slightly tilted up, she had the expression of an old lady who can't get enough of you, and Jiang Mingyang, who is jealous, has nothing to love.

Looking at it this way, Duan Qing is just an ordinary teacher, and can't match the mysterious expert.

Jiang Mingyang didn't know why Duan Qing was going crazy, so he could only recite the text while exercising his body.

From Jiang Mingyang's point of view, Duan Qing is just putting on a show, she can sit for 10 minutes and that's great.

But he soon found sadly that Duan Qing not only didn't leave, but even supervised his practice.

"The emperor of the Han Dynasty loved the country, and Yuyu couldn't ask for it for many years. The Yang family had a young girl who grew up and was raised in a deep boudoir..."

Snapped!
Jiang Mingyang was reciting while doing squats, his back was full of thoughts, and his back was throbbing in pain, and his whole body trembled from the pain.

At this moment, Duan Qing was standing behind Jiang Mingyang, and at some point there was an extra ruler in her hand.

"Master, this bitch must be sick!"

Jiang Mingyang roared furiously in his heart, but with a look of pity on his face, he said sadly: "Teacher Duan, I did not recite it wrong."

"The strength of the back muscles is not correct, and the exercise effect cannot be achieved."

Duan Qing reprimanded him solemnly.

"What the hell?"

Jiang Mingyang was stunned for a moment, and then his whole body became ill!
If you find fault, find fault, as for using such a lame reason!
You are a Chinese teacher, with a small waist and thin waist, you know what it means to exert force incorrectly.

Jiang Mingyang was upset, took a deep breath to calm down, and hypnotized himself: "Don't get angry, don't get angry, when you have a chance, rub her on the ground."

Snapped!
Before Jiang Mingyang's anger calmed down, the ruler was drawn in the same place again.

Jiang Mingyang exploded with anger, but Duan Qing said indifferently: "Use the place where I pump to exert force, so that I can get twice the result with half the effort."

Duan Qing reminded again and again, Jiang Mingyang's expression became serious, and he gave it a try.

Jiang Mingyang's face changed erratically, first he was frightened, then anxious, and soon regained his composure.

"Huh? It's really effective. Teacher Duan, you can't be a martial artist, right?"