Yang Yibu walked out of the office of Gao Yuanhang, the director of discipline, and was hit by someone as soon as he went out.

Yang Yibu looked up and saw that it was Huang Qitian, the math teacher who taught him, who bumped into him.

Teacher Huang Qitian is notoriously strict in Qingyuan Middle School, he is strict, but he also has a set of teaching students, in his more than 20 years of teaching career, he has taught students in the top of the same level every time, and his reputation is very good.

But in this session, there were two scumbags in the class, Yang Yibu and Li Xingxing, which made Teacher Huang Qitian very sad, but he couldn't teach the two of them well, which made Teacher Huang Qitian shake his teaching methods and level for a while.

No, after Mr. Huang Qitian finished the math class today, he overheard the bet between Yang Yib and Xu Zihan, one is his favorite protégé Xu Zihan, and the other is his student Yang Yibu who wants to work hard to change and teach well, both of them are very important to Mr. Huang Qitian.

This also shows the difference between Mr. Huang Qitian and other teachers, in the eyes of other teachers, one is a scholar and the other is a scumbag, of course, he is on the side of the scholar.

After hearing the bet of the two, Teacher Huang Qitian thought that it was a degrading and moral matter, so he hurriedly came to Gao Yuanhang, the director of discipline, hoping that Gao Yuanhang would come forward to stop the two.

But as soon as I arrived at the door of the office of the director of discipline Gao Yuanhang, I bumped into someone, and I can't blame myself, except that I was too busy walking, and I didn't notice that someone came out of the office of the director of discipline, and more importantly, I was highly myopia, to what extent was myopia?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Teacher Huang Qitian apologized again and again.

"Teacher Huang, Teacher Huang, it's me, I'm Yang Yib" Yang Yibu hurriedly supported Teacher Huang Qitian.

"Classmate Yib, what are you doing here, go, follow me in, let Teacher Gao call Xu Zihan and ask you two to give up the gambling contract" Teacher Huang Qitian grabbed Yang Yibu and was about to enter the office of Gao Yuanhang, the director of discipline.

"Don't, don't, Mr. Huang will come to your office, I'll explain to you" Yang Yibu quickly grabbed Mr. Huang Qitian, who was stretching out his hand to push the door.

"Alas, let's go, let's go" Teacher Huang Qitian did not force Yang Yibu to enter the office of Gao Yuanhang, the director of discipline.

Huang Qitian Huang in the office of Teacher Huang.

"Teacher Huang, you sit, I'll rub it for you" Yang Yibu pulled Teacher Huang Qitian to his seat.

"Ibu, sit down too, I'll talk to you" Teacher Huang Qitian sat down in his seat, took off his glasses, sighed, and slowly wiped his lenses.

"Teacher Huang, I'll give you a touch, I have learned a little touch, my touch is very effective for your myopia," Yang Yibu said while starting to touch without the consent of Mr. Huang Qitian.

"Classmate Yibu, no, don't ......," Teacher Huang Qitian said and fell asleep groggily before he finished speaking.

Of course, this is Yang Yibu's ghost, Yang Yibu is the reincarnation of a thousand-year-old demon, and he is familiar with the structure of the human body's meridians, he just pressed it lightly on Teacher Huang Qitian's sleeping hole, and Teacher Huang Qitian naturally fell asleep.

High myopia cannot be cured in modern times, but it is too simple for Yang Yibu, a traverser.

The so-called fatigue is that the retina is affected by the words in the book, and it is polluted by the words, just like water, after you wash your hands, the water source will be polluted, as long as you find the source of pollution, remove the source of pollution, and the water will be clear.

In the same way, as long as the source of pollution on the retina is found and the source of pollution is removed, the eye with high myopia can be cured without medicine.

After a few hours of cultivation this morning, Yang Yibu already had a trace of true qi in his dantian.

Yang Yibu used the true qi output from his fingers, followed the Ming eye acupoint of Teacher Huang Qitian into the retina, bit by bit, slowly removed the pollution source on the retina, and after more than ten minutes, the pollution source on the retina was cleared, and Yang Yibu slowly withdrew the true qi.

Yang Yibu waved his hand lightly and unlocked Teacher Huang Qitian's sleeping hole.

"Why did I fall asleep?" said Teacher Huang Qitian after waking up.

"Hey, I can see things clearly" Teacher Huang Qitian stared at the glasses on the table with wide eyes, and then raised his head to look at Yang Yibu.

"I'm not dreaming, or have you done something to me," Teacher Huang Qitian thought of what Yang Yibu said before falling asleep.

"Mr. Huang, you didn't dream, I touched you for a while, and accidentally pressed your myopic eye," Yang Yibu said softly.

"I accidentally touched my highly myopic eyes," Mr. Huang Qitian was not only shocked, but also confused.

"Teacher Huang, you are busy, I'm leaving" Yang Yibu didn't wait for Teacher Huang Qitian to answer, and left the office quickly.

"I accidentally touched my highly myopic eye, can I accidentally touch my highly myopic eye" Teacher Huang Qitian, who was in the circle, felt that his brain was not enough.

"Before I got down to business, this kid slipped away" After a long time, Mr. Huang Qitian finally remembered to get down to business.

Yang Yib walked around and returned to the dormitory.

"Lao Yang, are you sure?" Li Xingxing, a close friend, came over.

"What are you sure of" Yang Yibu glared at Li Xingxing.

"No, Lao Yang, you won't forget about the bet in such a little time, I'm still waiting for you to win and invite me to a big meal" The whole school is afraid that only Li Xingxing thinks that Yang Yibu will win, no, not that he thinks that Li Xingxing wants to eat a big meal and wants to go crazy.

"Oh, that's what you're talking about, I'll invite you then" Yang Yibu smiled and patted Li Xingxing's shoulder.

That night, after the dormitory lights went out, Yang Yibu slipped out of the dormitory and came to a hidden grove to start meditating and practicing.

Crossing into such a waste material body, Yang Yibu had a sense of urgency, hoping to step up his cultivation to make himself strong as soon as possible.

Time passed quickly, especially for Yang Yibu, who was in cultivation, and the night passed in the blink of an eye.

The campus began to be lively, and Yang Yibu also stopped practicing and returned to the dormitory to wash.

When Yang Yib and Li Xingxing walked into the classroom, it was already past the time for early self-study.

When the class bell rang, I remembered that the weekly exam for the third grade of Qingyuan Middle School began.

Out of all the weekly exams, this one was a little nervous and different.

Before the exam, the students began to look forward to the day when the test scores would be issued, all because of an asymmetrical bet between the scumbag Yang Yibu and the school bully Xu Zihan.

When Yang Yibu was writing hard in the classroom and immersed in the exam, a Buick car slowly drove into the gate of Qingyuan Middle School, and the car stopped in front of the school security room.