Spiritual Recovery: Be Invincible Starting From Delivering Food

"Of course, I don't want you to work in vain."

"Before the second game on Wednesday, I will give you individual guidance on your practice."

After Ye Xiaoshu finished speaking, the students suddenly became excited.

"You mean...you want to give us one-on-one guidance?" Shen Xingchen asked.

"That's right." Ye Xiaoshu nodded.

The students immediately cheered.

My husband's guidance has always been one or two sentences. Although I have benefited a lot, it is still not enough.

Can you not be happy to hear that your husband is finally serious about teaching?

Ye Xiaoshu thought for a while and said:

"Next, you will practice it in society, and the person who earns the most will receive a special prize."

"Here are the rules."

[1. You cannot directly use the balance or family assets]

[2. You must not break the law or commit any crime]

[Three, spiritual realm sweeps cannot be carried out]

[Four, don’t beg]

[5. The maximum principal amount used is 2,000 Huaxia coins]

Ye Xiaoshu wrote the rules on the blackboard with chalk.

The students suddenly felt a little difficult.

Hua Yu took out a small mirror, frowned and said:

"Oh, it's a pity that I can't betray my handsome face."

"It's a pity that it can't be illegal, otherwise I would be fine just being a duck."

Xue De smiled and said: "Come on, you are handsome. I didn't say you have hot eyes. That's good."

The two immediately started arguing.

Yin Sui was also a little embarrassed. As a child of a big family, it was really unreasonable that he couldn't take money from his family.

She asked: "Sir, after listening to you say so much, what is the ultimate prize?"

Ye Xiaoshu said with a smile:

"The ultimate prize... To be honest, I haven't thought about it. Why don't you tell me about it?"

When Yin Sui heard this, he immediately became interested.

After thinking about it, his face turned red and he murmured softly:

"I want sir to whip me again with the belt..."

Lan Xinyu: "I second my opinion."

Hearing this request, Ye Xiaoshu almost fell down.

'hiss--'

‘No way, it can’t really be a reward! ’

After thinking about it, when I whipped these two girls, I did not hear them call me daddy. I just knelt down with a blush.

'understood! ’ Ye Xiaoshu thought to himself.

Several male classmates looked at the two girls in disbelief, and then looked at Ye Xiaoshu angrily.

"Sir, this is so enviable! No, no, no, this is so reprehensible, I want this belt too!" Hua Yu shouted.

"Ahem, sir, can you lend me that belt? Nothing else. I just want to know the quality." Xue De said with a secret smile.

These two living treasures.

A drinking boy.

A Longyang is good.

You definitely don’t mean well when you say this!

Ye Xiaoshu said seriously:

"Okay, without further ado, let's start the social practice!"

On the playground, other classes were fighting in full swing.

Class E started a special 'homework' because of their bye.

When the dean saw the students in Class E running out of the school, he yelled:

"Where are you going?"

"Leaving school during school hours is truancy!"

I saw Ye Xiaoshu slowly walking out of the teaching building, holding a stereo and shouting:

"This is a social practice arranged by me."

"Stop asking. Asking is only allowed by the principal!"

Saying that, Ye Xiaoshu pressed the speaker, and the principal's voice came from inside:

"Remember, you should teach me well, and I will take care of you if you have any problems!"

"I'm going on a business trip, and I'll leave this class to you!"

The dean was speechless during this recording.

She anxiously took out her mobile phone and called the principal.

"Du-du-du."

At this time, a voice came from the other side, and she said quickly:

"Hey, principal, Ye Xiaoshu from Class 2, Grade 3 is about to cause trouble in the school. Hurry up..."

I just heard from the other side: "Hello, the number you dialed is not answered, please call again later..."

She lowered her hands in despair and almost dropped her phone to the ground.

If the principal doesn't answer the phone, what will this school do? ! !

Ye Xiaoshu laughed and threw the big speaker into the incubator, and then walked slowly towards the office.

There is a game going on in the playground right now, so I won’t bother you.

At this time, the teacher’s office——

Ye Xiaoshu leaned on the chair and observed the students' condition through the satellite.

At this time, the phone suddenly rang.

Ye Xiaoshu picked up the call and saw that it was Qi Yasu calling.

"Hey, you miss me after not seeing each other for a few days?"

[Negative emotion value from Qi Yasu +100]

Qi Yasu: "Smooth talk, when will I get rid of this problem!"

Ye Xiaoshu: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Qi Yasu: "Can't I call you if you have nothing to do?"

"We were traveling in Beijing recently, and Team Zhang suddenly received a banner."

"He was so angry that he jumped up and said he was going to Guanghai to kill you. Hahaha, it couldn't really be what you did."

Ye Xiaoshu smiled and said: "No, no, no, it's the end of the People's Heroes chapter."

The two laughed, and one could roughly guess Zhang Jin's furious look.

[Favorable sentiment value from Qi Yasu +1000]

Qi Yasu: "What are you doing recently? You seem to be very busy too."

Ye Xiaoshu: "Not bad, I became a teacher."

Qi Yasu: "Huh?"

Afterwards, Ye Xiaoshu told her what happened to him at school recently.

Qi Yasu: "I see, then you are very similar to Captain Zhang."

"They are all looking for good seeds as before."

"Maybe you will also form a special ability group in the future."

Ye Xiaoshu: "I don't know how to do it. It would be too troublesome to run around..."

Qi Yasu: "Okay then, keep in touch when you have time. I have something to do, so hang up first."

"Bye~"

[Favorable sentiment value from Qi Yasu +400]

Ye Xiaoshu looked at the computer screen.

Among the troubled teenagers in front of us, there are indeed a few talents worth cultivating.

"Set up a group of your own..."

"Let these brats become my subordinates?"

"Then what will it be called then? Is it called Ma Bandit's Den?"

As soon as Teacher Tang entered the room, he heard Ye Xiaoshu's ambitious plans.

He quickly ran away with the teacup in hand.

It's definitely not good!

In the afternoon, the first student to receive instruction was Xiao Sanshuang.

The two stood on the basketball court. Ye Xiaoshu stood with his hands behind his hands, letting the fallen leaves fall on his shoulders, and his red scarf fluttering in the wind.

The two were silent for a long time, and then Xiao Sanshuang said:

"Sir, regarding that matter..."

Ye Xiaoshu stretched out his hand to interrupt him:

"Hush, be silent."

"Listen carefully to see if there is any sound."

Xiao Sanshuang closed her mouth and listened carefully to the sounds around her.

There is the sound of the autumn wind whistling, the sound of fighting coming from the playground, and the rustling of fallen leaves.

Ye Xiaoshu reminded:

"It's not about listening to the outside world."

“Listen to your own voice, feel your breathing and heartbeat.”

"I've read your information. You can only use one spiritual skill every day, right?"

Xiao Sanshuang nodded: "It's exactly what you said."

The information shows that Xiao Sanshuang is an A-level talent, a genius among geniuses.

Unfortunately, because of his spiritual skills, he was judged to be unfit to be a spiritual warrior. Xiao Sanshuang refused to accept it and was eventually assigned to Class E.

He smiled bitterly and said:

"Well, it's embarrassing to say that students have been like this since before. They can only use one spiritual skill every day."

"Genius among trash, trash among geniuses."

Ye Xiaoshu shouted loudly:

"waste?"

"Can you call this a waste? Do you know how many people, apart from their innate spiritual skills, can't go any further in their cultivation?"

"Tell me which move you are best at."

Xiao Sanshuang thought for a while and replied: "Frost Blade."

Ye Xiaoshu stretched out a hand, broke off a branch and said:

"Then just practice this move until you are so perfect that you will be invincible and on par with gods."

"It only takes one move to defeat the enemy, one sword is enough."

Xiao Sanshuang's heart thundered, and she murmured:

"With just one move, I can stand shoulder to shoulder with God..."

"Sir, I understand!"

[Admiration emotion value from Xiao Sanshuang +1000]

Ye Xiaoshu gently shook the branch in his hand and said softly:

"Tai Chi swordsmanship only has formulas and it's hard for you to practice it."

"Today I will teach you the yin and yang qi of Tai Chi, so you can feel the changes in your body!"

Xiao Sanshuang shouted: "Yes, sir!"

"Spiritual Skill: Frost Blade!"

A transparent ice sword appeared in his hand, exuding bursts of ice-cold aura.

This is his innate spiritual skill, and it is also the spiritual skill he is best at.

"Sir, the student is offended!" Xiao Sanshuang took action.

Their swords collided.

At this moment, Xiao Sanshuang suddenly understood how strong his teacher really was.

He can use branches to fight against his own spiritual skills, and he still has the upper hand!

While Ye Xiaoshu was teaching one-on-one, other students had already left the school.

The students in Class E gathered together to discuss strategies.

The first one to speak was Hua Yu:

"I'm going to make pancakes and earn hard money by setting up a pancake stall."

As he spoke, he shook the thousand yuan in his hand.

Shen Xingchen said: "I'll just go be a porter. After all, I still have supernatural powers."

Xue De had a headache and didn't know what to do.

My own eyes are not at the level of clairvoyance, so I can only see the opponent's spiritual energy meridians behind the wall.

"Hey, what kind of job can I do?"

Hua Yu smiled and said, "You are suitable to be a security guard~"

Xue De yelled: "Fuck you!"

The boys don't pursue much. After all, the teacher's guidance is the best reward.

But girls are different.

Everyone wants Mr.’s special ‘grand prize’!

Lan Xinyu and Yin Sui looked at each other, where their visions met. . . .

It seemed like there was a fire coming out.

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