[Comprehensive] Xueba, please let me go

Seeing his bruised nose and swollen face, his curly hair fluttering in the wind, Yan Cheng stared ferociously at his own Daoming Temple with wide eyes, and felt relieved, but remembered that the other party's identity was not something to be trifled with.Yan Cheng himself used to belong to the top of the pyramid where shaking his legs makes others tremble, so he naturally knows the magic of power.And since Daoming Temple is the sole heir of the world's largest consortium, Daoming Temple offended him, and with Yan Cheng's current poor and poor situation, if the other party wants to deal with him, it's not like crushing an ant to death.

Yan Cheng didn't know why he suddenly became like this, before he found the reason for these changes and returned to his own world, he had to live his life well first.Looking at Daoming Temple, Yan Cheng thought for a while, bent down and grabbed Daoming Temple by the back collar, carried Daoming Temple in his hands like a chicken, and walked upstairs to his house.

Regarding his extraordinary strength, Yan Sheng has done a lot of meticulous research since he first came to this world. If it wasn't for the lack of experimental equipment and funds available, Yan Sheng would definitely do a thorough research for himself. Find out how this strange, superhuman strength came from.

However, before he figured out the reason, this strength did play a role. He carried the reluctant Daoming Temple back home, and suddenly two big boys were stuffed into the narrow space of less than [-] square meters. It's really crowded enough.Daoming Temple was mercilessly thrown by Yan Sheng on the side of the open space.

"Daomingsi, very good, we met again. I wanted to go to you to check the compensation costs, but now that you showed up first, it just saved my energy. First of all, because of the red note you posted , causing the teachers and students of the whole school to surround me, which affected my normal class time, which was a large amount of lost work; secondly, I suffered great physical and psychological injuries because of this conflict, plus You rushed out in a hurry and shook your fist at me indiscriminately. This is another fee. I have already made a list of all the compensation for damages. None of that counts."

Daoming Temple took the slip of paper written by Yan Cheng with a large number of numbers, and seeing the numbers written on it, the string of zeros, even if Daoming Temple did not care about money, he was just beaten by Yan Cheng How could the eldest young master, who was so unsteady on his feet and used to being the only one who respected me, be able to bear such a temper!He directly tore the note in his hand viciously: "You kid dare to provoke me, you wait for me! I didn't ask you for compensation, but you dare to open your mouth to me, you..."

"Stop, first of all, you made a mistake. It was Daoming Temple who provoked me first; secondly, your Mandarin level is really not ordinary. It's the lion's mouth, not the lion's mouth, OK?"

Daoming Temple's anger, which was about to rush to his throat, was shattered by Yan Cheng's slow opening. The rounded eyes and bruises on his face made him feel a little pitiful.

"You, you...you wait for my uncle!"

"Is that all you can say? How old are you? You keep your mouth shut. Those who don't know think you're seven or eighty years old. I haven't seen anyone who wants to grow old as soon as you do." Yan Cheng didn't turn his head. He sarcastically satirized Daoming Temple a few words, while thinking about how to deal with this kid in a docile manner.

Finding that no matter what he said, Daoming Temple was blocked to death. He came up in one breath, regardless of the pain in his body, and wanted to shake his fist again when he came up. In the end, the fist he swung out full of anger was directly caught by Yan. Sheng was stopped easily.

"You said you have a little money at home, what else can you do? You can't speak Mandarin well, and your homework is not good, but I have always heard that you are good at F4. But look, if you don't study the basics well, even You don't know where to attack in a fight, and you don't pay attention to the arc and strength of your punches. I can tell where your attack is at a glance. What else do you want? Your family has created such good conditions for you. You haven't studied hard yet."

Daoming Temple's clenched fist was intercepted in mid-air by Yan Cheng, and then hearing Yan Sheng start talking about formulas and mechanics, his face turned blue. With a background like Daoming Temple, he has never lacked tutoring since he was a child. , but no tutor would be like Yan Sheng, who could involve such complicated academic issues even in a fight. Seeing that Yan Sheng had finished explaining the mechanics formula, and had to hold a lecture on human body function, Daoming Temple's eyebrows twitched. , the corners of his mouth were flattened, and finally he couldn't help shouting: "Shut up!"

Daoming Si, who subconsciously put aside his uncle's pet name in order to prevent detonating Yan Sheng's desire to speak, secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Yan Sheng who had shut up because of his scolding.

Yan Sheng, who had stopped the endless academic lecture, looked at Daoming Temple's relieved expression, but remembered the latest research that was put down because he came here unexpectedly.

Every boyfriend who broke up with me before, more or less always had an expression similar to Daomingsi's now, that subtle expression of intolerance, minus the gnashing of teeth of Daomingsi now, it is really similar.

"Why are you telling me to shut up?"

Daoming Si almost cried out of anger at Yan Cheng who asked him this mentally handicapped question with an innocent and sincere face.What kind of person is this, Rory is talking like a Tang monk, saying a long list of things that no one else can understand, and still asking why he should shut up?This man is mentally ill!

"You're so annoying, talking nonsense, showing off, you know a lot."

"It's a mess, OK?" Yan Sheng became more and more confused as soon as he finished correcting Daoming Temple's strange quotation, "I'm not showing off, I'm just seeking truth from facts, if you like fighting, shouldn't you study it carefully, that's it Just messing around? Didn't that mean you've taken a lot of wrong paths?" Yan Cheng is a bit good at being a teacher. Of course, this attribute point is usually hidden by his own busy experiments, and because of his good family background since childhood , there are always some people rushing to him, under normal circumstances, Yan Sheng is too lazy to deal with this kind of people, so naturally he won't use his little hobby on these people.

Now Yan Cheng looks at Daoming Temple with a bruised nose and swollen face, but he is thinking about how to get rid of the situation of offending the young master of the big consortium. After thinking about it, thinking about Daoming Temple's ridiculously poor grades, he is thinking that if he becomes Daoming Temple's teacher, the other party will always be embarrassed What happened to him.

With this idea in mind, Yan Sheng naturally wanted to talk to Daoming Temple properly, or that sentence should be put in the past, and I don't know how many people begged to be his students and accept his guidance.It is the blessing of Daoming Temple to be able to look up to Daoming Temple now.

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