My teacher is as beautiful as a demon. (90)

Volume 1 Living with the Beautiful Teacher 090, Telling His Story

Sun Xingren pointed to the calligraphy and said, "Tell me, who sold you this calligraphy? Also,

don't use the person on this note unless you're in dire need."

Liang Jun curiously took the note, which read: "Nan Huajin, nicknamed Nan Bapo, address: Nanhua

Garden ."

There was also a number at the end. Liang Jun hesitated, looking at the note. Sun Xingren said, "Keep it;

it'll be useful."

Liang Jun picked up the calligraphy. In fact, it didn't look like calligraphy; it resembled a letter. He didn't

understand what was so surprising about it and quietly looked at Sun Xingren, waiting for his instructions.

Sun Xingren was clearly excited. He pointed to the calligraphy and said, "Do you know who owns this calligraphy?"

Liang Jun shook his head in confusion; he really didn't understand whose calligraphy it was. He said, "Anyway, it was just a

young man who sold it to me."

Sun Xingren shook his head regretfully, "That young man is simply a huge spendthrift! Do you know how much this calligraphy

is worth ? This villa we live in now isn't even worth that much."

Liang Jun didn't understand and was stunned for a long time before stammering, "What did you say? Really?"

Sun Xingren scolded, "The Chinese academic community has gone crazy searching for this calligraphy. Do you know who wrote it?"

Liang Jun naturally couldn't answer, so Sun Xingren didn't expect him to answer and said directly, "This calligraphy was written by

Yuan Shikai . For so many years, the Chinese have believed that Yuan Shikai betrayed the Six Gentlemen of the Hundred Days' Reform, but

that's not true at all. There's more to it than that." Well, to put it simply, you wouldn't understand if I explained too much. In short, Empress

Dowager Cixi wanted to wield power but had no reason to strip the emperor of his authority. So she falsely claimed that the Six Gentlemen were planning a

rebellion, used this as a pretext to

imprison Yuan Shikai to give

false testimony. Yuan Shikai gave false testimony and returned home filled with resentment, having nowhere to vent his anger. He wrote this statement of defense, hoping to explain himself to the world later. Fearing for his own safety, he gave the statement to his advisor, instructing him to take it and live in anonymity. The advisor disappeared for many years, and the world only knew of the statement, but no one knew who possessed it. " 　　Could it be fake?" Liang Jun thought that there are too many counterfeit goods in society now; who knows which are real and which are fake? 　　"I'm friends with his shogunate, we call each other brothers. I've seen Yuan Shikai's calligraphy so often, I'm practically familiar with it. This piece is definitely his original. Look, the strokes are wild and the handwriting is a bit messy, clearly written under a state of overwhelming grief and indignation." 　　Liang Jun, who studied history in junior high, knew that Yuan Shikai was a notorious traitor who persecuted the Six Gentlemen and was a notorious villain. He never expected that what he was hearing now was different from what he read in books, and he felt an inexplicable unease. Finally, he couldn't help but mutter, "How come it's different from what the books say?" 　　Sun Xingren snorted and said, "In the future, never easily believe what others say, especially those in positions of authority." 　　Suddenly receiving such wealth, Liang Jun was a little at a loss. Was his fate too good? 　　"You should put this piece of calligraphy in a safe deposit box at the bank. Don't sell it And when you do sell it, remember, no matter what anyone says or what price anyone offers, don't sell it unless Nan Ba Po agrees." 　　Liang Jun remembered it firmly. 　　The next day, he got up early and followed Sun Wukong's training routine. It was almost dawn when he entered the house, his face glistening with sweat. Huang Xi'er was already standing by the window. Looking at this little guy who had only been injured for seven days, yet had gotten up so early and done so much, Huang Xi couldn't help but think, "No wonder our ancestors valued this nursing baby so much. These days, children of wealthy families are precious, almost like 'd be kept in a sterile glass bottle. Even children from families whose ancestors were farmers for eight generations..." " Even young men don't have the same awareness of getting up at the crack of dawn to practice martial arts." 　　Huang Xi led Liang Jun to the backyard, under a grape trellis. First, she had Liang Jun kick, bend over, and punch her. Because Liang Jun's wound had just been bandaged, he still grimaced when she punched him. Huang Xi stood there pondering for a while before saying, "At your age, starting to teach you internal martial arts from here is not a rush You can establish yourself in the future. It's a pity that you're so young, but your virginity has already been depleted quite early. It's not very meaningful." 　　"What do you mean by depleting your virginity?" 　　"It means you slept with young girls." 　　Huang Xi said irritably. 　　Liang Jun blushed deeply. He stammered, "Isn't there any other way?" 　　"How about I teach you a set of military boxing?" 　　Huang Xi suggested. 　　"What's the point of that?" 　　In Liang Jun's mind, military boxing didn't seem to count as martial arts. 　　"You don't know its value," 　　Huang Xi said, displeased that this kid, who wasn't exactly a disciple but rather his boss's son, didn't appreciate his treasure. 　　"This is a mandatory course for the Lanzhou Military Region's Special Forces. It's a compilation of over 20 masters from various martial arts styles whose surnames begin with 'Grandpa.' They spent a long time working together, extracting the essence of each style to create this. What do you think it is? This set of boxing has no feints, only deadly moves, clean and efficient. Ordinary people wouldn't even notice it. I gave it to you, kid, and you still don't recognize its value? Fine, don't learn it then." 　　At this moment, Sun Xingren had already walked out of the courtyard and came to them, smiling, "Huang Nangua has a very and a discerning tongue. Ordinary boxing techniques don't impress him. Many people have asked him for this set, but he won't pass it on ." 　　Only then did Tianliang realize he had offended him too much. Just as he was about to apologize, Sun Xiucai spoke again: "He stole other people's boxing techniques, but then used his own methods to train his strength and power. As a result, his boxing style is more interesting and easier to practice than the original." 　　Since Huang Xier came to Shanghai, he has rarely smiled at Liang Jun. He always seems absent-minded, and it's unclear what he's thinking. He has never had a direct conversation with Liang Jun, which makes Liang Jun feel that he is a cold-hearted person. Especially after the last time, when he used extreme methods to deal with the people who insulted him, Liang Jun's feelings became even less warm.

However, after hearing Sun Xingren's words, Huang Xier's face flushed, and she smiled—a rare sight,

the kind of smile a primary school student has when praised by their teacher.

After Sun Xingren finished speaking, he went off to wander off, leaving Huang Xier to teach Liang Jun martial arts. They learned two forms,

and then Huang Xier began teaching him internal strength. Pointing to a clump of bamboo leaves, she said, "The kind of force you use depends entirely on your

own understanding. Take this bamboo leaf, for example. With one punch, you should be able to break it. That's when you've grasped the basics."

Liang Jun scoffed, saying, "Those bamboo leaves are so soft, so light. The fist won't even reach them before they're

gone. Nobody could do that."

Before he finished speaking, Huang Xier suddenly threw a punch, snapping the bamboo leaf cleanly in two.

Liang Jun was speechless. Huang Xi said, "Practice it."

Liang Jun then buried himself in practice.

After dinner, Huang Xi wanted to buy plane tickets, but Sun Xingren wanted him to take Liang Jun to school first. Liang Jun refused

, so he simply took a taxi. Only then did Sun Xi go to buy the tickets.

Liang Jun knew that by the time he returned, Sun Xingren would be gone, so he reluctantly reminded Sun Xingren to pay attention to what to eat and what to do

when he got home Both grandfather and grandson had red eyes.

On the way to school, Liang Jun received a call from his third aunt, who told him, "Xia Yunqing's condition has

been diagnosed . There is a 60% chance of recovery." Liang Jun was overjoyed to hear this news and repeatedly said, "

Okay, okay, hurry up and get treatment. Then tell the people who donated money."

His third aunt replied, "Of course."

She also told him that Xia Yunni now attends classes during the day and visits the hospital every evening. She and his third

aunt get along well, which put Liang Jun at ease.

Good news from his aunt cheered Liang Jun up considerably, somewhat alleviating the sorrow caused by Sun

Xingren's passing.

Arriving in the classroom, he felt a little unfamiliar and out of place. He had only been at school for

one day that time, and besides Ge Lin and Lu Qingci, he wasn't very familiar with the others, but everyone else seemed to know him.

When he entered the classroom, many people looked at him, and some even made a surprised sound, but overall,

the enthusiasm seemed less than it had been that day.

He remembered switching seats with Ge Lin, so he went straight to his new seat. His seatmate was a dull-looking,

honest-looking boy. When he saw Liang Jun coming, he nodded at him and said, "Why haven't you come for so

long ?"

Of course, Liang Jun couldn't say he was injured, so he casually said, "I had something to do."

Just then, Lu Qingci came in. She looked very busy, holding some messy papers in her hand.

She went straight to the podium and said, "After research and decision by the school's Youth League Committee, we will launch a donation campaign among all Youth League members

to support disaster relief. Everyone should be enthusiastic."

Immediately, someone below said, "Why do we have to donate every day? Where do we get so much money?"

"What do you mean by donating every day? What are you people thinking? You guys usually spend

a lot of money buying all sorts of random things, don't you?"

Lu Qingci was a little annoyed.

She continued, "We should learn from those kind-hearted people. Just a few days ago,

a very touching story happened in Shanghai. A middle school student was willing to sell his kidney to save his teacher.

Isn't that moving?"

Someone immediately chimed in, "Wasn't that a female teacher? If my beautiful teacher were in that

situation, I'd sell my kidney too!"

As soon as that was said, someone else chimed in, "Yeah, we suspect... is he having an affair with

the teacher ?"

Liang Jun was deeply hurt by this talk about him behind his back. His face flushed red, and he almost stood up

to argue with everyone, but he managed to control himself. However, he no

longer . After class, Liang Jun ignored everyone and tried to leave, but Lu Qingci stood

in front of him and said, "You've finally arrived. Now, I have a glorious task for you to complete."

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