my teacher has a system

Chapter 90 The Teacher Who Doesn't Look Like a Teacher
"You...you teach me how to play King?" Zhang Hong's face was full of disbelief, as if he saw Ye Yifeng doing a striptease, "Are you sure?"

Indeed, Ye Yifeng frightened Zhang Hong.

You know, let alone a teacher teaching students to play games, even if a teacher allows students to play games, this is a heinous thing in the eyes of the whole society.

Of course, it is the teacher, not the student, who is heinous.

Therefore, no teacher dares to openly support students to play games, let alone teach students to play games.

If the parents know about this matter, why not scold the teacher to death?

For teachers, some people will forgive the extra-curricular paid make-up lessons, thinking that it can improve students' grades while generating income for teachers themselves.

But teaching students to play games is definitely a taboo among taboos, and there is a lot of scolding.

"Sure." Ye Yifeng smiled, "Why, you don't want to? Or, do you think I can't teach you well?"

"That's not true." When talking about the game, Zhang Hong's expression became much more normal, not as cold as before, "Teacher Ye, I would like to ask how strong your king really is."

"Well...it's really hard to say." Ye Yifeng deliberately showed off his mystery, "To put it simply, I can't guarantee it in other places. There is no one in Ninghai City who can beat me."

Ye Yifeng actually wanted to say that he was the number one in the national uniform, but he also knew that Zhang Hong would not believe the bragging, so he started with Ninghai City.

In fact, Ye Yifeng is also bragging. With his current level of A-level king, he deserves to be number one in Ninghai City.

It doesn't matter if there are still S-level people in Ninghai City, as long as he upgrades his King Game skills to S-level.

With the system, plus his AR eye, let alone Ninghai City, there may not be anyone in China who wants to beat him, unless the opponent has the same system as him, haha.

Zhang Hong believed it, because in his opinion, Brother Guang was already very powerful, and even Brother Guang was no match for Ye Yifeng, which meant that Ye Yifeng might indeed be the number one king in Ninghai City.

When he thought that the number one king in Ninghai City was his teacher and was willing to teach him how to play king, Zhang Hong became even more excited: "Teacher Ye, are you really willing to teach me?"

"I've said it all, as long as you are willing to abide by the discipline, you can talk about anything. It only takes two months to reach Brother Guang's level." Ye Yifeng said, "Of course, if you are willing to study hard, I will teach you more. Even participating in the professional league is no problem."

"Ms. Ye, I also thought about studying seriously before, but my foundation is too weak and I can't continue." Zhang Hong looked helpless, "And now I don't have the slightest interest in studying. I just want to sleep when I see books."

"Don't rush to talk about this right now." Ye Yifeng is like a strange sorghum who kidnaps children at this time, slowly luring him bit by bit, "Two months later, when you reach Brother Guang's level, if you still want to find I'll help you improve your strength, so you just study obediently. I don't care about your test scores, I only care about whether you have the attitude to study hard."

Zhang Hong asked: "Miss Ye, can you tell me why you only care about attitude but not grades?"

"Because, no matter what you do, you need to have an attitude." Ye Yifeng said very seriously, "If you have the attitude of not being afraid of difficulties and facing difficulties, I believe that your future king will also play well. But You cringe when encountering difficulties, do you think it is necessary for me to teach you anything more?"

Zhang Hong was thoughtful, he felt that he seemed to understand Ye Yifeng's thoughts a little bit.

Ye Yifeng was indeed different from his previous teacher, but he couldn't tell in what specific ways he was different. Anyway, it was different in many places.

Ye Yifeng went on to say: "And I always believe that if you work hard, you will get something. Unless you have a brain problem like I did before, otherwise no one's labor will be fruitless."

"Here we are." Didi's driver stopped the car and smiled at Ye Yifeng, "Teacher Ye, remember to give me a good review!"

"Uh..." Ye Yifeng was stunned for a moment, "Are you eavesdropping on our chat?"

"Hee hee, listen openly." The 30-year-old male driver in sunglasses grinned, "It's the first time I've seen a teacher like you who doesn't look like a teacher. I admire you. I'm really envious." , why haven’t I met a teacher like you before? Darling, I must remember to give you a good review!”

"A teacher who doesn't look like a teacher?" Ye Yifeng was speechless. Is this evaluation good or bad?
Ye Yifeng was just wondering for a while, he still had to send Zhang Hong home.

Zhang Hong's house is in the old neighborhood of Ninghai City. The houses in this area are all old houses built in the 90s and [-]s, and they are already dilapidated.

The entire street is without any planning, built illegally, wires are intertwined like spider webs, there are black-painted "license application" phone numbers everywhere, trash cans are also placed randomly, and flies, mosquitoes and mice can be seen everywhere. It's as messy as it gets.

Of course, Ye Yifeng doesn't think it's too bad here, you know, his hometown is in the worse countryside, so this is a city anyway.

The house of Zhang Hong's family is an ordinary four-story residential house. It looks good from the outside, but when you go inside, you will know what it means to be barren.

The first floor is the living room and kitchen, but there is not even a sofa in the living room, only a few long-legged plastic stools that cost about ten yuan.

As for the kitchen, it is the stove of an old house, plus a greasy gas stove and a black range hood.

It can be seen that the kitchen has not been cleaned for many days.

There was a square table in the kitchen. On the table was a plate of fried vegetables, a plate of fried pork slices with green peppers, a plate of fried octopus, a bowl of tomato and egg soup, and a bottle of inferior Erguotou.

Of course, sitting next to the table was a very old-looking middle-aged man with a slightly drunken face and slightly blurred eyes.

"Stinky boy, are you willing to come back?" Father Zhang knew he was drunk when he heard his voice, "Your father is working hard outside for you to study, eat and drink for you, you heartless brat, you still have to pay for it." Your father, I asked you to come back for dinner, if I had known back then, I would just throw you in the trash!"

Zhang's father completely regarded Ye Yifeng as a non-existent transparent person. He didn't say thank you or greet him, let alone invite Ye Yifeng to sit down.

After meeting Zhang's father himself, Ye Yifeng finally understood why Zhang Hong was so indifferent.

With an indifferent father and a cold single-parent family, it's strange that Zhang Hong's personality can be normal!

(End of this chapter)