"Yes, your son's behavior is really too disharmonious, so on behalf of the party and the people, I educated him." Yang Tian smiled nonchalantly, "Of course, I may have been a little harsher. However, Yu is not
I think Mr. Yi should understand this truth."
"Okay, okay..." Yi Qingcang's gloomy face showed a stern smile. Although his son's dethronement almost made him angry to the point of collapse, and he wanted to cut Yang Tian into pieces immediately, but as a man in both black and white,
A veteran who has been on the road for many years, he clearly felt an extremely dangerous aura from Yang Tian, and it was this aura that forced him not to move easily.
"It's been a long time, no one dared to talk to me so arrogantly..." Yi Qingcang took a deep breath to suppress the anger that was about to explode in his body, and said coldly.
"Yes, otherwise how can we say that there are no tigers in the mountains and monkeys are kings?" Yang Tian quickly answered, "My handsome guy's name is Yang Tian. I came here this time to ask Mr. Yi for help, so I won't go around the bush. I want to
Yujing University is building a martial arts hall. I heard that there are many winding doorways that need to be cleared. I know nothing about these things and am too lazy to go through them. And I don’t know anyone. The only person I can think of who can
It’s you, Mr. Yi.”
Yang Tian raised two fingers and said slowly: "I only have two requirements. First, the establishment and subsequent operation of my Chinese martial arts hall must be absolutely smooth. Second, my Chinese martial arts hall must be established within a short period of time.
, its reputation exceeds that of the Karate Club. This little thing must be just a piece of cake for Mr. Yi, right?"
"Okay, okay..." Yi Qingcang laughed angrily, "Why should I help you? To thank you for destroying my son?"
"Mr. Yi will help." Yang Tian smiled faintly, "For the sake of your own life." When Yang Tian said this, he seemed not to care about Yi Qingcang at all. He didn't even look at him, and slowly walked towards the sofa.
Sit on it.
At this moment, Yi Qingcang's eyes suddenly burst out with two rays of light, and he finally got his chance!
"Think about your own life first!" Yi Qingcang shouted loudly, and a cold light suddenly shot out from his hand, heading towards Yang Tian's vitals.
Yi Qingcang's flying knife has always been outstanding in the circle, and is called "pistol competition". He is confident enough to make Yang Tian lose the ability to resist with one knife, but it will not kill him. They are determined to do this.
Yi Qingcang, a madman of the old Yi family, would naturally not let him die so cheaply. In his one-third of an acre of land, he could do whatever he wanted.
If the aura emanating from this madman hadn't made Yi Qingcang feel so uneasy, he wouldn't have wasted so many words with this madman.
As expected, the flying knife pierced into Yang Tian's lower abdomen, but Yi Qingcang's face suddenly sank. He found that the flying knife did not make a sound when it pierced into Yang Tian's lower abdomen, and as expected, Yang Tian
There was no scene where he cried out in pain and fell down. Yang Tian still stood there with an evil smile on his face, as if the knife was pierced into someone else's body.
"This knife is good, I have it in my collection." At this moment, Yang Tian's voice suddenly sounded in Yi Qingcang's ears! Then, Yi Qingcang's flying knife was already on his own neck.
It was only then that "Yang Tian" who was stabbed by the flying knife suddenly disappeared.
A drop of sweat slipped quietly from Yi Qingcang's face.
It was only then that he was convinced that his always accurate intuition had not deceived him this time. This madman who crippled his son was a very terrifying figure.
"Listen, Yi Qingcang..." Yang Tian said coldly, "Don't say that this handsome guy didn't give you this scumbag a chance. In order to make you convinced and willing to make the compensation you should make, I will give you
This is your first of three chances. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I will come to you again at the same time and put this knife to your neck. During this period, you can do your best to gather your troops.
Come and deal with me. But you have to remember that when this knife is put on your neck for the fourth time, it will be when your head falls to the ground."
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"Yang Tian! Yang Tian!" On the podium, the white-haired old professor who threw a piece of chalk at Yang Tian when he first returned to Earth was waving his textbook with a heartbroken expression and shouted angrily.
This was the afternoon after Yang Tian left Yi Qingcang's house. Yang Tian had an advanced mathematics class to teach that day, and the teacher was this white-haired professor.
This white-haired old professor is also named Yang. Unlike most university teachers, Professor Yang's requirements for classroom discipline are simply higher than those of middle school or even elementary school teachers. What he hates most is students sleeping in his class.
With the help of his famous class-controlling artifact "Yang-style Flying Pen", he is known as the "Terminator of Zhou Gong" among students. However, this Yang Tian has fallen asleep in his class for the second time! It is simply a blatant provocation.
His fame!
Is it tolerable or not?
"Huh!" A piece of chalk flew towards Yang Tian's forehead with precision as if it had eyes.
"Yang style flying pen never misses a beat!" However...
Yang Tian, who was sleeping, suddenly raised his right hand and flicked it. "Bah!" With a sound, the piece of chalk immediately flew back at a faster speed and almost the same trajectory, passing over the rows of heads without missing a beat.
He reluctantly fell into the chalk box.
"Wow!" Someone couldn't help but exclaimed.
This is the first time that everyone has seen that the "Yang-style flying pen" has been cracked by someone, and it has been cracked so handsomely.
For a moment, many pairs of eyes secretly glanced at Yang Tian, thinking to themselves that this kid is usually so timid, but he didn't expect that he was quite energetic when he fell asleep.
"Yang Tian!!!" At this moment, Professor Yang's small universe completely exploded. An old voice over fifty years old actually pulled out Pavarotti's key! The students in the two or three rows near the podium were all excited.
It's like a dream in this voice.
"Oh... why don't you just sleep? Why scream like a slaughtered pig..." Yang Tian opened his eyes helplessly and stood up.
When Yang Tian was a student, his grades were always at the bottom, so he naturally had the desire to be a top student. This was one of his unfulfilled wishes in his first life.
So Yang Tian also thought about being a student for a period of time and fulfilling his wish in his first life. But soon Yang Tian found that there was no need to be a good student. The reason was that the little knowledge taught in the university
, it is too simple for Yang Tian now.
Although the original Lord of Jiuyou Valley did not attach much importance to scientific and technological knowledge, as a creator-god-level expert, even in the fields he did not pay attention to, his achievements were far beyond what ordinary people could compare with. Those who inherited Jiuyou's godhead
Yang Tian naturally inherited his knowledge in technology.
Although this kind of practical scientific and technological knowledge is still somewhat different from the book knowledge in exam-oriented education, just like the great mathematician Hua Luogeng failed the mathematics test paper in middle school. But Yang's brain is actually close to being fully developed.
In less than half a day, I have already applied the knowledge I have mastered to the exam-oriented education system, and soon I have the feeling of killing a chicken with a bull's-eye.
At this time, Yang Tian, it would be an easy thing to get the first place in the school, and naturally he has no interest in the knowledge taught in class. If he didn't consider that he wanted to have a taste of being a top student, he would definitely not skip too many classes.
, he didn’t even want to come to class.
"Yang Tian, you are so good at advanced mathematics, you don't need to study anymore, right?" Professor Yang looked at Yang Tian and was furious.
"Theoretically speaking, what you said is absolutely correct, Teacher Yang." Yang Tian smiled slightly and replied calmly. Yang Tian had no objection to this conscientious old professor, otherwise he wouldn't just flick the chalk
Returning to the chalk box is so easy.
"Woo--" Yang Tian's words immediately aroused a burst of low boos in the classroom. It is well known that advanced mathematics is difficult to grasp. Even the top students in the class would not dare to say such arrogant words.
What's more, Yang Tian, an ordinary and scumbag student.
"Okay!" Professor Yang laughed angrily, pointed at the blackboard and said, "Since you are so confident, then come up and show me the solution to this problem! If you can't solve it, don't blame me for failing your class!"
Yang Tian shrugged, and slowly walked up to the podium amid everyone's gloating eyes.
After scanning the questions on the blackboard and looking at Professor Yang with his arms crossed and a sneer on his face, Yang Tian pondered for a moment, suddenly picked up a piece of chalk flexibly, turned around and started writing quickly on the blackboard.
"Da da da..." The sound of chalk falling on the blackboard was crisp and rhythmic. In his breath, Yang Tian had already written a patchwork of neat and elegant chalk characters on the black board.
"The handwriting is quite beautiful..." Professor Yang smiled coldly. He knew very well how difficult this question was. Even in the class with the best grades, only a few top students could answer it.
That's all, and it must have taken some hard thinking. He didn't believe that Yang Tian, a student who had always been a procrastinator, could answer this question almost without thinking.
He must have answered randomly!
In an instant, Yang Tian had finished answering the question and dropped the chalk that was shortened in an instant.
"Huh, I can't answer the answer..." Professor Yang didn't even look at Yang Tian's answer. He was about to teach him a lesson with a straight face. Unexpectedly, Yang Tian picked up a new piece of chalk and started working hard again next to the original answer.
Written quickly.
"Wow..." There was a low discussion at the bottom of the classroom. It's not like they have never seen Yang Tian's posture before, but usually they can only see it on the top students - this is after answering the question, there is still something to write down.
The posture of the second way of answering.
This is somewhat unbelievable. Everyone knows Professor Yang's temper. He rarely lets students go to the podium to answer questions. Once he does, it only shows that he is going to embarrass that person. So at this time Yang Tian answered
There is no doubt about the difficulty of this question.
However, Yang Tian could actually find two solutions in such a short period of time? Is this still the same Yang Tian who always ranks at the bottom of the exam?
At this time, even Professor Yang couldn't help but look at the answers on the blackboard. When he looked at it, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, because he found that Yang Tian's answer was almost the same as the standard answer
Totally consistent!
"Da!" While Professor Yang was still surprised, Yang Tian had already finished writing a large piece of beautiful chalk characters and threw the chalk back into the box.
At this time, Professor Yang took the initiative to check Yang Tianxin's answer. The result shocked him even more. Yang Tian's second answer method was completely correct, and even in the reference answer, this method of answer was not indicated.
, even Professor Yang himself came up with the second solution after studying for a long time.
As a result, Professor Yang was embarrassed to continue to embarrass Yang Tian on this question.
"Okay...Yang Tian, you..." Professor Yang was about to say a few words to ease the atmosphere and give himself a way to go down the stairs. He saw Yang Tian picking up a new piece of chalk and placing it next to the second answer.
, and started writing "da da da" again.
"Oh——" At this time, even Professor Yang couldn't help but whisper, staring intently at every word written by Yang Tian.
Gradually, Professor Yang's expression changed from confusion, to thinking, to sudden realization, to shock... In the end, he almost lay face down on the blackboard without any image, looking at Yang Tian's eyes that continued to extend towards the edge of the blackboard with a face full of enthusiasm and thinking.
The handwriting followed Yang Tian step by step. He looked as if he was a student.
Affected by Professor Yang, the students under the classroom also opened their mouths one by one, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.
Suddenly, the first student picked up a pen and notebook and rushed to the podium, following Professor Yang. Inspired by him, almost all the students quickly picked up their notebooks and crowded in front of the blackboard.
They looked at Yang Tian's answers, memorized them quickly, and talked in low voices. Some tried to understand and explain to others, some asked sincerely, some chewed on their pens and thought hard, and of course, some didn't understand at all.
They just came here to join in the fun... For a while, these students had different mentality and expressions. But one thing was the same. For Yang Tian, for the first time, they had a complex emotion that was impossible to have before.
.
Among these people, a girl with neatly shaved short hair, slightly masculine dress, but extremely delicate and attractive facial features looked at Yang Tian's answer with an unconvinced look on her face, and kept muttering: "It's just a bit novel.
, I can and can think of it..."
"It's just a bit of reverse thinking, I can imagine..."
"That is..."
While muttering, the girl quickly memorized Yang Tian's answer. From time to time, she secretly raised her head and glanced at Yang Tian, with a look of doubt flashing across her face from time to time.
Yang Tian turned a deaf ear to everyone's reactions and just quickly wrote out one solution after another that was novel, ordinary, simple, or complex.
Feeling the envy, fanaticism, doubt, or jealousy of the crowd behind him with all his heart, Yang Tian completely entered the state of mind that he had experienced in his first life, the feeling of exhilaration and release of defeating the crowd with his skills and making a surprise move.
The sense of ultimate achievement as a student that can never be replaced by other achievements and that others can never truly understand.
Driven by this sense of achievement, Yang Tian writes faster and faster, and the more he writes, the more freely he writes. It seems that what he is writing at this moment is not monotonous Arabic numerals and weird high-number symbols, but he is splashing ink, writing in horizontal strokes.
, the hearty calligraphy that breaks through the back of the paper outlines a magnificent and dripping picture of swallowing up mountains and rivers.
At this moment, Yang Tian's mind was completely connected with him in the first life again, and he entered a wonderful realm that broke through the barriers of time and space.
"Click! Click!" When Yang Tian finished writing the last solution and clicked the last stroke, the chalk broke into two pieces under the load. At the same time, a sound came from Yang Tian's body.
A crisp crackling sound.
That was when a certain mental loophole in his mind was finally filled, and the speed of his cultivation was further accelerated, making a sound like ice melting and snow melting.