The domineering husband and wife of the cruel school god

It's strange to say.

Although Zhang Caijun overwhelmed Yan Xinguang in the entrance examination and won the first place in the grade, this did not seem to shake Yan Xinguang's status as the number one student god.

This made Zhang Caijun very angry, and often complained secretly, saying that Yan Xueba's family was rich, and he didn't know what famous tutor he hired in private.

In fact, Zhang Caijun's appearance is probably more in line with the traditional image of a schoolmaster.

But no matter what, "Yan Xinguang's aggressive demeanor is really a plus."

This is what Wu Jing said.

Just after the English class, Yan Xinguang went out to fetch water, and there was a gust of fairy wind as he walked.

Yao Bin turned his head and gave a thumbs up: "The word "Ki Wang" is so expressive! I just saw him walk by, hiss...my teeth are sore. How can this man walk like this? Is he Served in the military? Hey, why did you kick my ass in class just now? My tailbone!"

Wu Jing turned the pen, and said lazily, "I wanted you to show me the answers to the quiz, but he stared at me before he kicked twice, so I had to forget it."

Yao Bin was dying of laughter: "Then what did you do in the end?"

Wu Jing: "No way, wait for the retest, hey, don't bother me, I have to memorize words."

After finishing speaking, he put down the pen in his hand, and naturally reached out to take the book on Yan Xinguang's desk, and flipped through his annotations.

Compared with people like Zhang Caijun who write notes like crazy every class, Yan Xinguang actually rarely writes, and occasionally writes a few words of notes, which are also concise and concise, and the handwriting is flourishing.

When Wu Jing was flipping through his book for the first time, he was stunned because he couldn't recognize what was written on it. Later, Yan Xinguang saw it, but he didn't say anything, but later the font became more correct.

The next class was physical education. Because of his leg injury, Wu Jing greeted Yao Erniu and was allowed not to go to physical education for nearly a month.

When Yao Bin and the others went out with the ball in their arms, Wu Jing reluctantly waved goodbye to his friends, biting the corner of his clothes and crying, "When my legs recover, I will play the main force."

"Okay, okay, what do you say, let's take care of the emotions of the injured."

Before the classroom fell silent, a man suddenly appeared at the door and waved to him: "Wu Jing? Come here."

The person who came was a member of the senior student union, wearing two stripes. He looked Wu Jing up and down and said, "That's right. Recently, a leading group from the city came to inspect the school. No one is allowed to stay in the classroom during non-class hours. Including physical education. I know your situation, but you still don't stay in the classroom, you find a place to stay."

It's hard to do now...

Wu Jing thought for a long time with question marks in his head, he couldn't go to the toilet for an hour, could he?Not suffocated to death but also stinky to death!

He watched helplessly as the last person was about to leave the classroom. That person didn't even look at him. He was about to go out with his bag on his back, but he didn't change into his sports clothes. It didn't look like he was going to a physical education class.

"Hello!" Wu Jing called out, "Where are you going?"

Yan Xinguang actually stopped, turned his head and glanced at him: "What's the matter?"

Wu Jing quickly said: "Yes, yes, yes! Are you going to the teacher's building? Can you take me with you?"

Wu guessed that he was going to the teacher's building to help the teacher with something. In this case, if he could bring himself along, he would be able to get through this hour smoothly.

Yan Xin said expressionlessly, "No."

Wu Jing said with a deadpan face: "Then no matter where you are going, you can take me with you. You heard what the student union said just now. If I am caught, I will be criticized by the class leader again."

Yan Xinguang just wanted to say "it's none of my business if you are criticized", but when the words came to his lips, it turned into sarcasm: "Are you proud of being criticized?"

Wu Jing smiled and said, "I don't care, but I'm now in your charge. If I'm criticized, you'll lose face."

In fact, Director Xing only asked Yan Xinguang to teach him to study, and didn't ask too much for anything else. Wu Jing's move is undoubtedly a sneaky change of concept, which is extremely shameless.

But he has been with Yan Xinguang for so many days, and he has a good understanding of his character - if Yan Xinguang is unwilling to do something, no matter how much you joke with him, he will not respond and will behave He showed obvious displeasure; but if he didn't refuse, it meant he didn't hate it.

Wu Jing said such rascal words, but opened a pair of big eyes, staring round, the eyes are very pure and kind, almost like a star.

Yan Xinguang didn't know how many shameless words he had heard these days. Knowing that this person was difficult to deal with, he was silent for a while, and compromised: "Then come with me."

Wu Jing was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Okay!"

He frantically raised his crutches to follow Yan Xinguang, but he saw Yan Xinguang standing at the door of the classroom without moving, still looking at him with an indescribable expression on his face, "Do you need help with your leg?"

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Wu Jing's forehead, "No need! I can do it myself!"

Just kidding, it's fine to forcefully keep up with the Great God, but you still need the Great God to help? ?No, no, that picture feels weird just thinking about it!

When he arrived at the destination, Wu Jing was stunned.

He looked at this room, which was not big or small, and stayed there for a long time before he said tremblingly, "What... is this?"

What he saw in front of him was a room of no more than [-] square meters, but the room was neatly arranged with boxing targets, foot targets, shooting target boards, pullers, and dumbbell training equipment. The number and variety of training equipment were far from that of a middle school. What should be in the training room, on the contrary, is more like an indoor training room in a military academy.

Wu Jing was stunned for a while, seeing Yan Xinguang put the key to open the door in his bag, he came to his senses, and uttered an unbelievable howl: "My day, my day, my day! Don't tell me this is yours! ?? This? The preferential treatment given to you by the No. [-] High School is too exaggerated? There is even a training room of this level?"

Yan Xinguang heard him blurt out "My day", his eyebrows twitched, and before he could speak, Wu Jing went on to say: "Could it be that your family donated money to build it!"

I heard that Duan Changhan's father donated a sum of money to the school before he came in. Yan Xinguang may be treated like this.

Seeing him staring straight at him, Yan Xinguang unexpectedly bent the corner of his mouth and said, "That's right."

"Ah? What do you mean? Yes, yes, yes, no. You are a bad person, you always speak vaguely, and you cherish words like gold. Will you die if you say one more word? No, so Why are you……"

Wu Jing was possessed by a machine gun, talking non-stop, Yan Xinguang was hurt by the throbbing of his temples, so he simply ignored him and lowered his head to choose a gun.

Sure enough, the chattering little mouth stopped, and came over, with a curious voice, "Really?"

The target-throwing machine threw a double target, and Yan Xin just aimed at it, and he got a perfect score.

When he shot, the knuckles of his fingers were hardened, and there was a distinct whitish bump.

Wu Jing watched intently, thinking that when he was writing in class, he held his hands like this, but the feeling was completely different.

Throwing another one, he weighed the gun in his hand, seemed dissatisfied, changed another one, loaded the bullets smoothly, took two shots casually, and hit them all again.

Satisfied now, Yan Xinguang put away his gun, glanced at the man sitting obediently on the chair with his disabled and sick legs, and said slowly: "In [-], my grandfather had just graduated from Zeyang Military Academy. , went to the front line. The school he came back to was closed and a middle school was to be built. He was already a lieutenant general at that time, so this training room was the only one preserved. Many of the things in it were used in the training of the former military school. .”

After speaking, he reached out and touched a chair in front of him. The back of the chair was full of bumps, and it looked as if it was several decades old.

"Oh……"

No wonder he said "sort of".Wu Jing was speechless.

When he came over, he was afraid that Yan Xinguang would throw him off, so he forgot to bring his mobile phone in a hurry, and lay down on the back of the chair to play for a while in boredom. After admiring the heroic figure of the god of learning enough, he couldn't bear it anymore, and asked him to talk to him .

"It seems that I have never seen you go to physical education class, so you train here every time?"

"Ah."

"What do you train this for?"

"exercise."

"Oh...then you also want to go to military school in the future?"

Yan Xinguang is dismantling a Swiss short knife.Hearing this question, the smooth movements of his hands paused slightly, and suddenly remembered the words his father said to him that evening.

He was a little lost in thought.

In fact, he never knew why he wanted to go to military school alone so much.The Yan family is a big family, his fathers were all generous and enthusiastic people, but when he came to him, he ended up with a lonely and cold personality, not sociable, and disgusted with numbness.

Yan's mother once said that he couldn't laugh since he was born.

It is probably because of this that he wholeheartedly wants to go to the United States to study in a military academy. In that place, he can no longer face the warmth that makes him at a loss.

A crisp voice brought him back to his thoughts: "Hey! Hey, hey! Teacher Yan! Coach Yan?..."

"Cut, if you don't say it, don't say it, why ignore people."

After a while, the man became happy on his own: "But I think that even if a person like Teacher Yan goes to a military academy, he must be a formidable person!"

There are also some babies with fat smiles on their faces in an instant. This person is always like this, his emotions are like a whirlwind, frowning for a while, and happy like the sun in the next moment.

"why?"

Why do you think so?

Wu Jing opened his eyes wide, "Huh?"

Yan Xinguang repeated again: "Why?"

why are you?

This Yan Xinguang is really a strange man... Wu Jing frowned and said: "There is no reason, you have a high IQ, you are a top student, you are awesome, so of course you are better than ordinary people in everything you do."

For some reason, Wu Jing felt that Yan Xinguang actually laughed after he finished saying this!

Although the smile was fleeting, he was sure that he saw it, it was a very gentle smile, definitely not making fun of himself for being stupid!

In Wu Jing's mind, a small light bulb lit up again with a "ding": So Yan Xinguang, does he like to be flattered by others, or this kind of extremely exaggerated flattery?

Wu Jingxi smiled: "Can I call you Teacher Yan from now on?"

"……up to you."

He beeped like a repeater: "Okay! Teacher Yan is amazing! Teacher Yan is 666! Teacher Yan..."

"……To shut up."

"..."

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