My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 348
Watching Tang Shou so hard.

Ye Fan was so happy in his heart.

Little thorn, wait to be tortured by blood.

"Teacher, I jumped."

Although the skipping rope is heavy, Tang Shou can still jump with the help of aura.

One, two, three...

"Snapped!"

Rope skipping is special, and the strength is not well controlled.

He hit his leg after jumping three times.

It's okay not to fight.

With this beating, Tang Shou immediately roared in pain.

Throwing the skipping rope to the ground, he began rubbing his legs, and a bruise appeared immediately.

This is too painful, it is said that the pain is divided into ten levels, the first level is the pain of being bitten by mosquitoes, and the tenth level is the pain of female childbirth.

But he felt that being hit by a skipping rope was more painful than being bitten by a mosquito while giving birth.

This kind of pain seems to come from within, the tingling of the soul, anyway, it is pain.

Tang Shou didn't want to dance anymore, he wanted to go home, snuggle up next to his mother, and listen to him tell the story of the past...

But seeing Ye Fan's murderous eyes, he didn't dare not to jump.

And just now he vowed to finish it in an hour.

It can't just start and end.

Ye Fan was about to burst out laughing, and finally realized the joy of being a teacher.

In fact, happiness is very simple, it is to see the students bear the pain they have suffered before.

Just like many parents before, they knew it was wrong to beat their children, so why did they beat them?

Is a dutiful son born under a stick?

No, but he was often beaten when he was a child, and of course he will be beaten back when he grows up and has children.

Then, this became a legacy...

Look at his painful appearance.

No one else believed it.

After all, how could jumping rope be like this?

Could it be that he and the teacher have made up a plan and are acting together?
Others are bored.

"Teacher, he is jumping rope, what are we doing?"

Ye Fan laughed and said, "You guys recharge your batteries first, and another person will take over after an hour."

"Then... well, let's practice cross-legged."

An hour later.

Everyone slowly woke up from the practice.

"Huh? Why is Tang Shou crying?"

Tang Shou was taken aback.

Immediately burst into tears.

Heartbreaking.

That crying hurts.

“Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, This Pain Too Much!”

"I don't want to dance anymore!"

"Miss Ye, I was wrong, I will never fight against you again..."

Wang Yi smiled disdainfully.

"What a waste, to be made to cry by jumping rope."

"Come on, dance for me!"

"Teacher, can you?"

"Yes you can!"

Ye Fan's aunt smiled at the corner of his mouth.

What a boy!

Looking at their innocent eyes, my heart is full of relief.

He picked up the skipping rope that fell on the ground: "Take the rope."

"boom!"

Wang Yi didn't catch it the first time, and the skipping rope fell to the ground, causing a crack directly.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay: "Teacher, we feel that jumping rope is a bit of a waste of time, why not practice first."

"I think so, and I can't jump rope at all."

"Yes, I haven't learned it since I was a child, alas, there is nothing I can do."

……

"Pick up the skipping rope."

Ye Fan's voice became cold.

Wang Yi was trembling with fright.

At this moment he finally understood Tang Shou.

Sorry we misunderstood you.

"Ms. Ye, is your class setting off cannons? Why is it always ping-pong-pong?"

At this time, Han Xun was lying at the door, looking at the inside of the class curiously.

"It turned out to be Teacher Han."

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Nothing, just play a little game with the students."

"It's just right, the students don't know how to jump rope, how about Teacher Han to make a sample?"

"what?"

Han Xun was flattered for a while, but Ye Fan unexpectedly invited him to assist in class.

Naturally, after being abused last time.

Han Xun finally adjusted his position.

He is not like other people.

When abused, she wants revenge.

The key is not being able to do what one wants.

He's very old.

I don't know how many years he practiced martial arts earlier than Ye Fan.

Even so, he is not his opponent.

There will be no hope of surpassing in the future.

So it's better not to mess with him.

Harmony is the most important thing.

So his attitude is much better this time.

Also became enthusiastic.

"Haha, no problem. There's nothing a little skipping rope can't do. It's completely trivial."

Han Xun walked in with strides.

There was a smug smile on his face, which made him not care about the pitiful eyes of the students...

Huh?
This skipping rope is a bit heavy.

Haha, interesting.

Presumably this is Ye Fan's unique training method.

It can be used as a reference.

It jumped a few times.

"hiss!"

An accidental mistake, when the skipping rope hit his leg, he broke out in a cold sweat and gasped for air in pain.

This is too painful, the whole calf is hot, as if he has lost consciousness.

Even moving it will affect the nerves, let him experience what sourness is.

Looking at the students with malicious eyes.

Han Xun finally knew that this was not a good job.

But as a teacher, he must persevere.

A smile was forcefully squeezed out on the ferocious face: "Students, it was a mistake just now, and the teacher will give you a correct demonstration."

"Teacher Han, come on!"

"Teacher, you can do it."

"What are you talking about! Rope skipping is a piece of cake for Teacher Han Xun."

……

Han Xun picked up the skipping rope again and continued to jump.

He jumped extremely slowly, for fear of being pumped to his legs again, the pain was heart-piercing, worse than death.

But things didn't go as planned, after a dozen or so beats, another heavy hammer hit his leg.

The weight of skipping rope is inherently greater than that of ordinary skipping rope.

Coupled with the effect of the special attributes of the beard, it is so easy to jump.

So everyone is on the same starting line, and there is not much difference.

Han Xun secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled forcefully.

"Haha, the teacher is not in a good state today, so I won't demonstrate it for now. You should have learned it too. Practice on your own."

Seeing Han Xuntiao is so painful,
The students were even more heartbroken.

But due to Ye Fan's majesty.

Reluctantly, Wang Yi picked up the skipping rope and walked aside to practice secretly.

At this time, another teacher walked in at the door.

"Teacher Han Xun, you still have a class next to you, it's about to start, hurry up and prepare to leave."

Attend class?

If it doesn't exist, I can't move at all, and my legs hurt when I move.

"Mr. Li, you can take me here first. I'm helping Mr. Ye as a teaching assistant."

……

That teacher Li shook his head, he didn't even attend his own class in order to help other people's teaching assistants.

It's really unprofessional.

Doesn't he care about his team's trial training?
Invisibly, his evaluation of Han Xun fell to a freezing point in his heart.

Of course, Han Xun saw Mr. Li's last look of disgust.

But it's useless, his legs are trembling standing here now, let alone walking.

"Mr. Li, don't leave yet. The students are not very familiar with rope skipping, so you can help demonstrate it before leaving."

10 minute later.

A student from another team came to the door.

"Mr. Han, Mr. Li, who is going to teach this class in your class? The students are all waiting anxiously."

"You can help us with a class first. This class is a bit inconvenient for us."

(End of this chapter)