As long as there is blood, the gods will kill you

"No, I'm going to die of exhaustion."

"Isn't Assistant Professor Jiang tired?"

"He has been bouncing around for hours, and he only rests for five or six minutes each time..."

After the evasion training, the students were out of breath. Sitting in the rest area, they couldn't help showing awe in their eyes as they watched the figure still jumping up and down in the field.

He had just competed with Luo Yufeng, but Jiang You didn't seem to have enjoyed it yet.

After discussing with Huo Yong, he led the students to train.

I thought Assistant Jiang would attack lightly, but in the end...

"Dodge, dodge, that short cut, where are you looking, why don't you look at the ball?"

"The long ponytail over there didn't say you, did you? I already have the ball in my hand and I'm about to throw it out. Why don't you look at me?"

"Boy in red, don't be silly there, do you think your movements are smooth? Move, move, jump and dodge!"

In the arena, Jiang You spit stars flying across the field, and anyone who deformed his movements or was distracted and lazy would directly hit him with a ball.

This teaching assistant is really ruthless.

Not only do you have to dodge the balls from all directions, but you must also pay attention to everyone's state performance, pick up the ball and smash it at the students.

Everyone has reason to suspect that this guy's training of students is fake, and his own training is real.

Otherwise, how come the more you dodge, the more proficient you are?

"Assistant Jiang is really strong."

"Isn't he tired?"

"Physical strength is good, but the prostate doesn't seem to be very good."

I don't know who raised his mouth, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

"It seems that there is nothing wrong with what you say."

Every time he tortured more than a dozen students at one go, Jiang You had to go to the bathroom for five or six minutes.

If it's shit, it's too fast; if it's peeing, it seems too slow.

Who knows what he's doing.

"Okay, Assistant Professor Jiang, it's almost done, let's come here first today."

Huo Yong kept staring at his physical exhaustion and stepped forward to make a sound.

"Okay, let's stop here." Jiang You wiped the sweat off his face, panting after strenuous exercise.

What can he do in the toilet? Of course he is wearing a shadow coat and squatting in the toilet to suck the shadow.

The shadow layer of the entire Beidu Academy cannot be covered, and he has no place to drill.

At most, it is to find a corner and stealthily suck up the shadows.

Hit for a while, stop and inhale for a while.

Just stumbling and exercising.

Fortunately, the dodge ball strength level of the students is not too high. With his extraordinary physical fitness, he trained completely for an afternoon.

To say which student has improved the most.

Jiang You estimated that he should improve the most.

In front of the rest area, Huo Yong nodded with satisfaction, "Today's first training session was very effective. Let's take a rest and start the second training session in 5 minutes."

Everyone wailed.

"I'm running out of energy for the second round, Huo, come on." Jiang You slumped on his seat.

"It's okay, let everyone come by themselves for the second round."

Huo Yong said, "This kind of training is almost enough. It's so tiring for you to play in person."

I've never seen you teach people how to fish.

Jiang You's egg hurts for a while.

"Luo Yufeng is already taking off, you are still here taking your time." Jiang You was helpless.

"It's normal for him to be stressed because of his regularization and performance appraisal." Huo Yong explained. "I'm different."

"What's the difference?"

"My performance is generally fine, and Beijing won't fire me." Huo Yong said cheerfully, the little fat on his face quivering.

If he continues to be so fat, Jiang You is worried that he will die of fat in Beidu Academy one day.

"Isn't this... not very good for the students?"

Jiang You's mouth twitched slightly.

"Don't worry. I know." Huo Yong said, then turned around and waved, "Who is it, Xiaofeng? That's right, it's your team. Go and play."

Huo Yong commanded from the side.

-

The afternoon passed quickly.

Jiang You supported his waist and walked out of the hall.

Sending a message to Lu Yaoyao, Jiang You came to the staff cafeteria ahead of time.

As soon as he finished cooking, he sat down with two plates, and a figure sat opposite him with the same plate.

The other party's hair was half gray and half white, and his face was wrinkled like a chisel.

Wearing a simple gray vest, his old facial features can vaguely see his handsome face when he was young.

"Assistant Jiang?" While Jiang You was still in doubt, the other party had already called out his name.

"Are you?" Jiang You raised his head.

"I used to be a teacher of extraordinary skills, but I was transferred later. You don't know me." The old man smiled.

"Hello, hello, what's your name?"

"My classmates call me Mr. Ye."

"Okay, Mr. Ye." Jiang You nodded.

The old man was wearing reading glasses, holding a pot of braised noodles, and holding two cloves of garlic in the other hand.

Kacha took a bite of garlic, and then sipped a big mouthful of noodles.

After swallowing it, he raised his head and said, "Beidu Academy, oh no, the youngest teaching assistant in the whole Dazhou Academy. I was looking forward to meeting him a few days ago, and today I saw a real person. It looks like there are two brush."

"You are overrated."

Good guy.

Jiang You didn't even know what was going on.

The old man sat down and praised himself.

He searched in his mind, and determined that there was no image that matched the old man in the list given to him by Brother Fang.

It shouldn't be looking for trouble.

"Old Huo was still my student back then, how did you get along with him?" Mr. Ye asked again.

"He...is a nice guy."

"He's a nice guy, but he's too soft-tempered." Mr. Ye said cheerfully, "This time, I've transferred you to Class Three and Class Four. The school probably hopes that the two of you can reconcile."

Does that mean I'm too hot-tempered?

how is this possible.

I, Jiang You, have always been a nice guy and a good boy.

Be kind to others, never get angry, not even say a bad word.

Such slander, be careful I will put a bowl of rice on you, old man.

Jiang You sat upright, "I will learn from Instructor Huo."

Mr. Ye was taken aback by his reaction, then shook his head and chuckled, without saying anything.

The old man started to eat first, took a few mouthfuls, and saw that Jiang You hadn't moved his chopsticks, so he raised his eyebrows, "Is it because I, an old man, is blocking your eyes and can't eat anymore?"

"No." Jiang You waved his hand, "Waiting for my girlfriend."

"..." Old Man Ye paused slightly, "Okay, I won't bother you anymore, old man. Eat well."

He picked up the braised noodles, sizzled, and walked towards the next table while eating.

Where did you come from, you old bastard.

Jiang You couldn't laugh or cry.

As soon as he left, a beautiful figure approached.

"here."

Jiang You waved his hand.

"You came so early." Lu Yaoyao sat down opposite, "I just saw you have an appointment with another teaching assistant from the forum?"

"It's nothing, just a hairy one."

Jiang You shook his head, "I have nothing to do, but if you want to trouble me, just make an appointment."

"But...that teaching assistant seems to be almost at the fourth level." Lu Yaoyao frowned.

"Cricket level four. I'll look back for the navy. If I can't beat it, I'll buy a trending search, saying that I have risen to the challenge and am a model youth in the new era. He bullies others and suppresses newcomers."

"...?"