"Yang Guang, you waste, look at your class, you have been the first to last in the whole section of the mock test for three consecutive years. As a class teacher, don't you feel ashamed at all? ”

A young teacher in his 20s, who was sweating profusely, picked up the report card on the ground and said with a smile: "Principal, I will definitely work harder in the next mock exam." ”

"And next time?" The bald principal stared at him with slightly squinted eyes, and said coldly: "Tell you, our Zhicheng Middle School is a first-class school in Nanjiang City. As a principal, I will never allow a teacher like you to be unskilled, in short, you can get out of my way and never go back to school. ”

"What? Headmaster, you're going to fire me! When Yang Guang heard this, his whole person was like being struck by lightning, his face turned pale in an instant, and he suddenly knelt on the ground and begged: "Principal, I can't become a teacher with great difficulty, please don't fire me!" My mother is diabetic and now has to go to the doctor on my meager monthly salary. If you expel me, what will happen to my mother's illness? ”

The bald headmaster was unmoved at all and sneered, "What's the matter with me? In Zhicheng Middle School, everything depends on grades, and your poor teaching performance will naturally have to roll me up and leave. ”

At this time, at the door of the principal's office, several students were hiding behind the door and gloating and whispering.

"Lin Shao, you are really good. With a little tricking, let this unlucky guy get out of here. ”

"Hmph~!" A boy wearing a school uniform with dyed yellow hair smiled disdainfully: "This stupid bird dares to meddle with my affairs, if you don't let him go, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart." ”

"Lin Shao is right, dealing with this kind of rookie is a piece of cake."

The yellow-haired young man listened to the flattering words in his ear, and his face was proud. Looking at Yang Guang, who was scolded like a dog, through the crack in the door, he suddenly felt that there was a pride in his chest that God blocked and killed God, and Buddha blocked and killed Buddha.

"Headmaster, if you have to fire me, then I'll kill you right now."

Yang Guang had no choice but to die in the hope that the bald principal would change his mind.

"Haha~!" The bald headmaster laughed, looked at him with disdain, and said, "It's not that I look down on you, a wreck like you may not even have the courage to die." ”

"Me."

Yang Guang muttered, his face like ashes.

"Why, you don't dare to die?" The bald headmaster smiled playfully: "Yang Guang, I'll give you one last chance, if you dare to hit your head and die, show me." Maybe when you don't die, I might as well consider keeping you. ”

"I, you."

Yang Guang's expression was cloudy, and the cold sweat on his head kept falling to the ground.

"What I, I, you, yours, dare?" The bald headmaster shook his head and sneered disdainfully, "Okay! A person like you, who doesn't even have the courage to die, is not worthy of being a teacher at our Zhicheng Middle School. I advise you, it's better to resign yourself! Otherwise, it will not look good on your face when the time comes. ”

"Don't push me!" Yang Guang pointed at the bald principal with trembling fingers, and shouted with a hideous face: "Okay~!" Since you all forced me, I will die for you today! ”

With that, he suddenly slammed into the wall next to him.

Boom!

For a moment, there was a loud noise.

I saw that Yang Guang's face was covered with blood, and he showed a crazy look: "The principal told you that Lao Tzu is also a gentleman, and he is not afraid of death!" ”

"Did you really hit the wall?"

The bald headmaster stared at him in disbelief, and his face instantly panicked.

He hurriedly shouted outside, "Come on! Come on! ”

Looking at the bald headmaster with an extremely nervous face, Yang Guang suddenly smiled happily. Immediately after, he felt a blur in front of him. His head was groggy, and in an instant, two lines of tears flowed out of his eyes.

"I, Yang Guang, was cowardly, but I didn't expect to be hard before I died. If there is an afterlife, I will be a man who stands up to the heavens and the earth. ”

After muttering to himself, Yang Guang only felt that he was gradually swallowed up by an endless darkness

"Are you awake?"

"Where is this?"

Yang Guang opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a sweet nurse in a white uniform in front of him.

The female nurse chuckled and said, "This is the school nursery!" Teacher Yang, have you forgotten? When you were carried from the principal's office by a couple of teachers just now, your face was covered in blood, and it scared me. ”

"Headmaster? Infirmary? Teacher? ”

Yang Guang was at a loss for all this, he stared at the nurse with his eyes fixed and asked in a calm tone, "What are you talking about?" I don't understand at all! Tell me, did you send someone from the Feng family to interrogate me? Let me tell you, no matter what method you use, I will not hand over the Nine Yin True Scripture. ”

"Nine Yin True Scripture?"

The female nurse was completely stunned, and suddenly she screamed and turned and ran out the door.

"Oh no! Teacher Yang, I'm crazy. ”

Looking at the nurse who fled in a hurry, Yang Guang covered his head and sat up from the bed.

"My head hurts!"

Glancing at the unfamiliar surroundings, Yang Guang muttered to himself, "What kind of place is this?" What about the Shadow Guard warriors sent by the Feng family? I clearly remember that I was surrounded by hundreds of Shadow Guard warriors of the Feng family on the prairie. ”

At this moment, Yang Guang's memory returned to that blood-filled scene.

Yang Guang was originally the young master of the ancient tomb faction, and was ordered by his father Yang Guo to go to the steppe to find out the intelligence of the southern invasion of the Mongol Tatars. Unexpectedly, it was discovered by the Mongolian Tartar Eagle Claw Wind Family.

The Feng family chased and killed all the way, forcing him to hand over his godgrandfather Ouyang Feng's "Nine Yin True Scripture". You must know that the "Nine Yin True Scripture" is an immortal martial arts in the Central Plains, how could he hand it over to the minions of the Mongolian Tartars.

But after three days and three nights of pursuit, he was surrounded by hundreds of elite shadow guard warriors of the Feng family on the prairie. He was battered and exhausted to fight again, just as he was about to die with his enemies. Suddenly, the sky was overcast, and a huge tornado swept towards them, and they were sucked into it.

Yang Guang rubbed his head and said worriedly, "But where am I now?" If you don't hurry up and bring back the news that the Mongol Tatars are about to invade the south, then Xiangyang is in danger! I'm in danger!! ”

At this moment, Yang Guang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head.

"It hurts! Why does my head hurt so much? ”

The sharp pain like a cone made Yang Guang unconscious again.

"Hurry up~! Teacher Yang, I'm crazy. ”

At this moment, the female nurse who had just run out rushed in with a group of people.

When they saw Yang Guang lying unconscious on the hospital bed, a man in a suit reprimanded with a gloomy face: "Xiao Tang, how did you do it?" Mr. Yang is obviously still in a coma, how can you say that he is crazy? ”

"Huh? Director He, I obviously saw him wake up just now! Moreover, what else did he say about the "Nine Yin True Scripture". The female nurse explained nervously.

"Nine Yin True Scripture?"

Director He looked at a martial arts novel of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" on the table, and snorted coldly: "Xiao Tang, I think you are hallucinating after reading too many martial arts novels." Tell you that if you let me know next time that you're reading a novel during work hours, be careful that I'll deduct your bonus. ”

As soon as she heard that the bonus was going to be deducted, the female nurse hurriedly said: "Director He, I don't dare in the future, you must not deduct my bonus!" ”

"Hmph, let's go!"

Director He snorted lightly and turned around and left the infirmary with someone.

After everyone left, the female nurse looked at Yang Guang in a coma. Confused, he muttered to himself, "That's not right! Just now I obviously saw that Mr. Yang had woken up, why did he suddenly faint again? Could it be that I really hallucinate after reading too many martial arts novels? ”

With a full stomach full of questions, the female nurse sat back in her chair and opened the book "The Condor Heroes" on the table.

Just when the female nurse was puzzled, Yang Guang, who was lying on the hospital bed, seemed to be having a long, long dream, and everything in the dream made him feel strange and incredible.

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