Chapter 1315 (1/2)

Seeing that the ruler was about to fall on Nalan Changyi's shoulder, suddenly a hand stretched out and held the ruler.

A huge force cut off the falling speed of the ruler. Zhang Wenxuan's hand was so heavy in the air that he couldn't fight any more.

When he saw that the owner of the hand was Nalan Changyi, the little child in front of him, Zhang Wenxuan was surprised at first, and then became angry: ”good Nalan Changyi, resist! Take your hand away!”

In his rage, he didn't think about why Nalan Changyi, a little child, had the power to resist him. I just feel that as a student, it is unforgivable to rebel against his teacher.

The children were even more frightened and dispersed in a crowd. They hid far away and peeped, and no one dared to make a sound.

Although these children are young masters and spoiled by their parents at home, this is Tianxing hall and green bamboo class. It is the most prestigious, famous and Stern School in this North County. All the masters here are famous scholars. Everyone respects them. Even their parents have to say hello when they see the master. How dare a group of children not obey?

But Nalan Changyi is an exception!

Instead of letting go, he stared at Zhang Wenxuan and said, ”master, you beat people indiscriminately. What about the wrong people?”

”You... You mean, I still blame you wrong?!” Zhang Wenxuan jumped almost angrily.

He saw clearly that the child not only beat Yuanfeng Hou's grandson, but also robbed another child's lunch. Now even he dares to resist. Is there any fake? If you don't discipline well at a young age, you are definitely the scum of the disaster side when you grow up!

As a teacher who teaches and educates people, Zhang Wenxuan will never allow himself to teach a scum.

A surge of anger surged up, and he jerked the ruler, uh... No twitch.

The other end of the yardstick was held in his hand by Nalan Changyi, motionless. No matter how hard Zhang Wenxuan tried, he couldn't even use his milk strength.

He finally reacted - just a five-year-old child, how could he have so much strength?

”Nalan Changyi, you, you are indeed... No wonder...” if he was not born with divine power, how dare he be so lawless? Bully your classmates with great strength, and don't even pay attention to him as a teacher? If you don't teach a good lesson, Zhang Wenxuan's face as a teacher today will be lost in front of these children.

”Let go!” He gave a violent drink and roared out of Zhang Wenxuan's mouth.

Looking at the old man in front of him, he was sweating and flushed, as if he was going to bleed. Nalan Changyi has been with his mother for a long time, but he has also heard that some people get sick because of excitement, commonly known as ”high blood pressure”.

Well, that's what my mother said. Nalan Changyi doesn't know what the disease is.

Afraid that Zhang Wenxuan was also ill, he was excited and dizzy. Nalan Changyi finally released his hand: ”Oh, master, small...”

Before he finished, Zhang Wenxuan was caught off guard. He just felt that his strength was loose. Where could he control his body?

With a bang, he bumped heavily into the table behind him, and a sharp pain came from the back of his waist. His eyes darkened and he almost fainted on the spot: ”ouch... My waist...”

Where can I take care of cleaning up Nalan Changyi?

Zhang Wenxuan covered his back waist, limped, slowly curled down and squatted on the ground.

The intense pain made him dizzy in his head, rubbing constantly, and ouch ouch in his mouth. I've never had such pain

, he really wants to faint to feel better.

Seeing that he was in pain, some children hurried to help him: ”master, master, what's the matter with you?

”The master hit, the master hit his waist!”

”The master is dying. Come quickly!”

”Sobbing, mom, I'm so scared. The master is dying...”

Suddenly, the whole green bamboo class was in chaos, and all kinds of noisy voices were heard. Zhang Wenxuan curled up on the ground like a shrimp. His ears were full of children's screams and cries. He felt more irritable and couldn't help roaring: ”shut... Mouth...”

A group of smelly boys cursed him to death... Oh, my God, it hurts!

As soon as he opened his mouth, he pulled the wound on his back, and Zhang Wenxuan wanted to hit someone.

God, this damn little boy, if he doesn't teach Nalan Changyi a good lesson, he won't be surnamed Zhang!

At this time, a small white hand reached out to Zhang Wenxuan: ”teacher, are you okay? I'll pull you up.” Nalan's long voice sounded and looked at him innocently.

”You, you...” Zhang Wenxuan glared angrily.

How dare this smelly child laugh at him? No, he must not admit defeat. He has to teach the fart child a lesson today!

He just wanted to fan it down hard. Unexpectedly, he raised his hand. Nalan Changyi's action was faster and clasped his wrist. Zhang Wenxuan was shocked. As an adult, he didn't move as fast as a child?

Subconsciously, he wanted to resist, but a force came along his hand. After dragging, Zhang Wenxuan couldn't control it at all. He had been pulled up by Nalan Changyi.

His body was upright and twisted, and another sharp pain came, ”ouch, pain, pain, pain, pain...” Zhang Wenxuan pursed his mouth and shouted. His old face was wrinkled and he was sweating cold.

God, don't touch me!

Zhang Wenxuan really wants to die in pain!