Saving Uchiha starts with flipping the table

"Don't use all your strength in one attack. If you fail to kill the enemy, you will be killed by the enemy. Try again."

Honestly speaking, Yan didn't know how to teach a five-year-old child.

But he could only teach according to his own ideas. As for how much Sasuke could learn, Yan couldn't guarantee it.

Fighting is the most effective teaching.

As for the basics, it was not within Yan's consideration.

There was no wonderful program. Sasuke was hit with a stick when he was taught for the first time. It would be bad if the boy's self-confidence was destroyed at once.

Although Sasuke is a spring, it will bounce back after being pressed.

Yan didn't want to leave him with too deep a psychological shadow.

"Don't be impatient when fighting. Try again."

"Come again!!!"

In the training ground, Sasuke was numb.

If he hadn't experienced it himself, he would never have thought that Yan's education was like this. Attacking again and again, being taught again and again, made Sasuke begin to doubt his life.

Fighting shouldn't be like this.

There is no such pressure when confronting teachers in school.

Am I really that weak?

"Okay."

When Sasuke's hands began to tremble even when holding the kunai, Yan stopped.

"I am not a teacher in school. I will not be gentle and caring to you, nor will I deliberately give you a lot of water to build your confidence.

My education is to make you realize how weak you are and how many shortcomings you have, and then face yourself, face these shortcomings, work hard, and become stronger."

"Go back and recall today's battle carefully, record it carefully with a scroll, and then write a summary of no less than 2,000 words and give it to me."

"Two, two thousand words?"

Sasuke, who was almost tired and about to fall to the ground, felt that the sky was about to fall.

"Hahaha... I said how could the captain in the training ground be a gentle person, isn't it here?"

A 2,000-word summary is absolutely fatal, not to mention for a five-year-old child.

It will definitely make Sasuke scratch his head.

Exhausted, he had to record the battle process in detail and write a summary at the end. This kind of punishment is definitely more serious than a beating.

At this moment, Sasuke wanted to die.

How could he bully others like this.

"If you can't do it, you can go to your father to explain the situation."

Handing the weapon in his hand to Zhiyan, Yan clapped his hands and left the training ground.

Not directly taking action is already a very gentle way of education.

One step at a time, if you can't fight well, and can't even write a summary and record well, then you, Sasuke, should continue to be your four laughing heroes and continue to be a beaten cockroach.

I just don't know if Sasuke, who has not experienced the baptism of the genocide, has a rebellious nature since childhood.

Forget it, why think about these things.

Yan doesn't really intend to be Sasuke's teacher. Whether this kid will bite people when he becomes stronger has nothing to do with him. If this really happens, then just knock his teeth out.

Yan is not like Kakashi and Orochimaru, who work hard and forgive others even when they are backstabbed.

He is not so magnanimous.

If you dare to go against me, I will deal with you. If you offend me, I will retaliate against you.

If you backstab me, you will die even more miserably.

Yan's code of conduct is so simple and transparent.

On a big tree not far from the training ground, Fugaku stood on the trunk and watched everything that happened in the training ground quietly.

To be honest, he was relieved to see Yan did not take action directly.

Because he knew very well what Yan had done in the training ground. Compared with those thorns, Sasuke was still a child, and doing so would leave a great psychological shadow on the child.

Fortunately, what he was worried about did not happen, and Yan tried his best to teach Sasuke.

But is such teaching a little too advanced for a five-year-old child?

Fugaku did not know whether it was good or bad to push Sasuke to Yan's side.

Yan didn't know whether Sasuke would cry because of recording the battle process and writing the summary.

He only knew that if he couldn't even bear this little pressure, he still wanted to find him as a teacher?

Forget it.

Go wherever it's cool. As for whether Sasuke can write so many words, this is not what Yan needs to consider.

By the way, I seem to have forgotten something.

Sitting in the office, waiting for the end of get off work, Yan blinked his eyes. He was so anxious that he had something to deal with, but he couldn't remember what it was.

"Captain, mom said to invite you to dinner at home."

It was almost time to get off work, and there was no important case to deal with. Quan took advantage of the fact that other teammates were not there and slipped into Yan's office.

"Auntie invited me to dinner?"

Yan couldn't help but recall the last time he went to Quan's house. Aunt Ye Yue made peopleHis scalp was numb.

"Well, I still have something to deal with. Let's do it another day, next time."

"Okay."

After being rejected, Quan was a little disappointed, but fortunately she quickly restrained her emotions and waved to Yan:

"Then Captain, I'll go back first."

"Go, go, be careful on the road."

Wiping the non-existent sweat on his head, Yan personally sent Quan to the door, and Quan left happily, jumping and skipping.

Looking at the other person's jumping figure, Yan sighed slightly.

To be honest, Quan is a good girl, but she is a little young.

Yan knew Quan's mother's intention very well, but it was too early to toss about these now. Compared with Quan, Yan prefers a big sister like Xi Ri Hong.

Intellectual, beautiful.

As for Quan... the little girl is still a little pineapple, Yan really can't get interested.

Wait, Xi Ri Hong!!!

Yan remembered that he had something to deal with.

Xiri Hong is still waiting in the interrogation room of the police department.

"........"

After waiting for a whole day in vain, this girl is probably going to explode.

In fact, Xiri Hong has already exploded. If she hadn't left directly, she might have been charged with a heavier crime, and she couldn't stand it long ago.

When she came back last night, Yan asked her to wait in the interrogation room, and she just sat there.

After finally waiting until dawn, there was no sign of Yan. Because of Yan's arrangement, almost no one came to check this interrogation room.

It's almost time, it's almost time.

Xiri Hong has been comforting herself like this, but time passed by bit by bit, and seeing that everyone in the police department had already left work, there was still no sign of Yan.

"Bang!!!"

Just when Xiri Hong couldn't stand it anymore, the door of the interrogation room was finally pushed open.

Yan walked in with a blank face and threw the record text on the table with force.

His action suppressed Xiri Hong's anger that was about to explode.