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My teacher is as beautiful as a demon. (89) 

Volume 1 Living with the Beautiful Teacher 089, The Demonic Sun Xingren



The tattooed man's mouth was full of blood, all his teeth had fallen out, and his open mouth was a dark,

terrifying hole.



The three men saw Huang Xi'er, their eyes filled with both fear and hatred, but ultimately they didn't dare do

anything to her.



It turned out that Huang Xi was very vengeful. He resented the tattooed man for insulting him, so he lightly patted his face, using

his internal force to knock out all his teeth. However, none fell out immediately; after the man left, each time he spoke

, one tooth fell out, and so on, until all his teeth were gone.



The three men then remembered Huang Xi's words: "These teeth aren't good. Go back and get a good set."



They were utterly shocked. This guy was terrifying! The three of them had come out hoping to make some money,

but instead, they'd been swindled out of a sum of money and even had their teeth knocked out. They were incredibly frustrated, especially

the guy with the dragon tattoo, who was filled with regret. If he had known it would end like this, he would never have done it.



Liang Jun now looked at Huang Xi with new respect. This guy might seem like a quiet, unassuming

person, but he turned out to be a formidable force. He had been blind to have such a person around for several days without taking him seriously. He

secretly vowed that from dawn tomorrow, he would squeeze something out of this guy.



Back at his lodgings, Grandpa Sun was sitting on the sofa, and it seemed he had been waiting for him.



Liang Jun approached him and asked, "Grandpa Sun, still not resting?"



Sun Xiucai pointed to the seat beside him and said, "Come and talk for a while."



Liang Jun's heart tightened; he instinctively felt it wasn't good news. Sure enough, Sun Xiucai said he was preparing to

return to Dali. He had been away for a long time and had some things to take care of back home.



Liang Jun had initially met Sun Xiucai out of pity, but after all the events that had transpired, he

had developed feelings for him. Now, hearing that Sun Xiucai was leaving, his eyes reddened.



Sun Xiucai knew that Liang Jun genuinely didn't want him to leave, and he was very gratified and pleased. He patted Liang Jun

's shoulder and sighed, "When people get old, they become easily agitated. At an age when you should be able to let go of everything,

you just can't help but clear-headed, your legs are weak, and you tend to take things too seriously. Actually, I didn't need to be homeless in Shanghai.

I dare say, but if ten or twenty people knew I was here, they would have taken me

back like a memorial tablet. But no, over the years I've been spoiled and developed some bad habits.

I complain about food even when it's spoiled, I'm the kind of person who's always looking for trouble. I can't stand this or that, and I have to come out and find food no matter what. I

made a bet with that old man from Northeast China: if no one pays attention to me in three days, I'll go with him."



Liang Jun understood what he meant and asked, "And what if someone does pay attention to you?"



"I'll teach him martial arts."



Liang Jun felt a mix of emotions. Grandpa Sun's kindness towards him was just because of a

bet . "Don't be disappointed,   " Liang Jun said. "



I bet I'd teach you martial arts, but now I've taught you everything else. It's all because I value you

as a person." He continued, "Back then, we didn't dare expect you to teach us any martial arts."   But he only said half the story, not daring to finish it. He couldn't deceive himself; hadn't he ? It seemed no one harbored any selfish thoughts.   Sun Xiucai didn't care what he said at all. Perhaps if Sun Xiucai's disciples and grand-disciples witnessed this scene, they would be utterly astonished, unable to understand why Sun Xiucai would tolerate this young upstart's presumptuous words in front of him. The old scholar, having never held an official position, was treated with utmost respect by all officials, big and small. Many sent invitations , but few opened the door. If he happened to be in a good mood and met someone, it was a matter of great prestige.   Rumor has it that during the reign of Chairman Mao, a major political movement swept through the land, destroying everything except for Old Some student soldiers, refusing to believe in such superstitions, went to his residence, demanding his arrest and public humiliation. Overnight, his disciples and followers returned, some even bringing troops, completely surrounding his mansion. When the news reached Beijing, even the "Artistic Queen" was furious, summoning the student leaders and berating them for three days without food.   Sun Xiucai himself didn't know his age, but it was a terrifying number. In his own words, he was an old menace, still senile even now—probably the only truly extraordinary person in the world. He   never worked in the underworld, yet even underworld figures worshipped him. As those bigwigs said, not worshipping Old Master Sun meant either pushing away a god of wealth or sending oneself to the gates of hell.   Therefore, if the old man wanted to settle a score with someone, he was n't allowed to do it personally; he could simply have his disciples or grand-disciples give a heads-up, and that would be enough.   Later, Qin Da sought out a knowledgeable person in Shanghai and expressed his doubts, but the person didn't believe him, saying, "How could that old man possibly live with you?" Later still, the person explained the old man's background, and Qin Da regretted it so much that he fell ill for half a year.   Sun Xiucai sat on the sofa with his eyes closed, watching all the dramatic events of his life slip by before his very eyes .   He cleared his throat and spoke again: "My foolishness has led to this little bit of fate with you. I'm afraid 's not helping you, but rather harming you. That's why I'm not leaving with a clear conscience, and I still have to tell you something."   Liang Jun was confused by these words, not understanding what they meant, what did it mean that it wasn't helping him, but rather harming him ? However, he was obedient and just thought, "Anyway, I'll listen to whatever you say."   So he said, "Grandpa, go ahead and say it."   In Sun Xiucai's entire life, there were all sorts of people who approached him, calling him godfather, uncle, grandpa, immortal, and ancestor. But this child in front of him was different; his voice was clear and innocent, and his address was completely free of any ulterior motives, which made him feel comfortable listening to him.   "Did you read 'The Thick Black Theory' that I told you to? Look, this has really ruined you. I shouldn't have agreed to let you run that Lao Shenzi Internet Cafe. But that's secondary; you should have focused on your studies first."   Liang Jun thought, "You're the one who said all that. Back then, you were saying things like 'the wind can't be held back, the water can't be stored, you have to stir things up yourself,' and now you're saying that's not the main thing."   Sun Xiucai continued, "People need to have compassion. If you didn't have compassion, I wouldn't have come with you. Use compassion to see the big picture, use compassion to engage with the world. Only then can you have a broad mind. And then things will be different."







































































































If you act with excessive compassion, you will never amount to anything; you'll just become a pretentious intellectual. Therefore, you must carry "The Thick Black

Theory" with you and study it thoroughly. The second book is "The History of the Communist Party of China." These two books should be read side-by-

side. You can also read "Romance of the Three Kingdoms."



Sun Xiucai spoke so much in one breath, seemingly tired, as if he had so much to say but didn't know

what else to tell. He paused to catch his breath, thought for a moment, and then said, "There are too many principles to tell you. I don't know what to say anymore

. Like I said, the principles you understand yourself are the most useful. However, there are three things to remember.

First , in this world, besides your parents loving you without reason, no one else is kind to you without cause.

So, don't employ people who have been with you for too long. Always remember to give them a little something in return; that's how you ensure long-term success. Your

Uncle Huang at home, lying in bed listening to Qinqiang opera all day, his descendants will surely pay him a high respect.

If it weren't for me, there would be no one else in the world who would be so eager to be your lackey. Even his master wouldn't do it."



Liang Jun, being a sensible man, felt a surge of fear, understanding the implication in Sun Xiucai's words. He

quickly said, "Grandpa, I understand."



"For you, as long as you're sincere, that's enough. If he



wanted anything from you, he'd be crazy by now." Liang Jun was lost in thought, this thought reminding him of many other things. Sun Xiucai continued rambling on

, "The second thing, oh, it's similar to the first, is what's the most valuable thing in the world? Human relationships are the most valuable.

The most powerful killing technique is human relationships. So many heroes and valiant men, even facing mountains of knives and seas of fire, couldn't be harmed because they were

bound by human relationships. You need to use human relationships well in the future. If you can control someone, just kill them directly. If you can't kill them, simply bind them with

human relationships . You also need to be wary of human relationships. Never owe anyone a favor that you can avoid. If you do owe someone a favor, you have to repay

it even if it means going bankrupt, to avoid future trouble. You have so many girls, so you need to be careful."



Liang Jun broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this. It turned out that even his little secrets couldn't be hidden from Grandpa Sun.



Sun Xiucai then spoke his third sentence: "Thirdly, the issue of personnel. Remember, don't give too much

wealth to the poor; they're too short-sighted, and you might be tempted to kill them. Don't fawn over the rich and officials too much, lest they

look down on you."



After saying these three sentences, Sun Xiucai closed his eyes and said after a long while, "I'm tired."



Liang Jun was young and inexperienced, though far more so than his peers. At his age,

all the advice he'd heard was to study hard and strive for excellence; no one had ever spoken to him like this. Even if he were foolish, he knew that Grandpa Sun's words

were true wisdom, not found in books. He was deeply moved and immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing

three times with a resounding thud.



A single, cloudy tear rolled down Sun Xiucai's cheek; probably only he himself knew why

he wept .



Ten days later, he passed away peacefully in that thatched hut in Dali. He had likely met countless people in his life, but

Liang Jun was the only one who kowtowed to him in his lifetime to see him off.



Knowing his time was near, he rushed to Shanghai to handle a matter, and in his final days, he hurried back,

which is why he spoke so much to Liang Jun.



Liang Jun stood up to leave, but hesitated, cautiously asking, "Grandpa, I'd like to ask, what is your full

name ?"



"Sun Xingren."



A thunderclap. Sun Xingren, a passerby? A person who walks through life? The characters for "passerby" and "traveler" differ by only one character, both

surnamed Sun. Was it a coincidence?



Liang Jun was about to turn and leave when Sun Xingren called out, "Wait, I almost forgot."



He produced a stack of papers and a slip of paper. He said to him, "This calligraphy was found among the discarded paintings and calligraphy you collected . Do you know who sold you the paintings and calligraphy? Also, don't easily use

the person on this slip of paper unless you are in dire need."

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