Chapter 2, a shadowy move against you
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Teacher, I am sorry, it was my fault, I will definitely change! Jiang Xian said slowly, his attitude and tone were extremely sincere. If it were a regular teacher, at this point, they probably would not make things more difficult. However, it is evident that the devilish coach is an exception
What do you want to do, what do you want to do, you bastard
"Class Leader Zhou, do you have any advice?" Jiang Xian looked at Zhou Yiyang with an indifferent expression, displaying an attitude of not caring at all, as if he were a dead pig unafraid of boiling water, provoking as much as he could.
The devilish coach continued, "I don't know how your parents gave birth to you and raised you. If I were your parents, I would have long been ashamed enough to commit suicide. I truly don't understand how they still have the face to live in this world."
Good morning
"It’s you again, Jiang Xian. Just look at yourself, what have you become? Poor academic performance is one thing, but now you’ve also learned to fight, and even worse, you’ve learned to skip classes. You, oh you, truly disappoint me!" Indeed, the devilish coach has begun the lecture again.
"Teacher, in my eyes, you are unworthy of being my teacher; you are nothing but a scum, a disgrace to society. It is truly a travesty that someone like you is allowed to be a teacher!" Jiang Xian scornfully berated, "You are nothing but a snob, specifically targeting and humiliating those of us with poor academic performance. What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will hold you back, preventing you from becoming an excellent teacher and affecting your bonuses? What are you even worth!" What are you even worth!
It broke down, it has already called me once! Jiang Xian murmured to himself, surely he was too tired and murmured a few words before falling asleep again
At that moment, the doorway of the classroom suddenly darkened, and the devilish coach walked in with a grim expression. Today, the coach truly exuded an aura of menace. Within just three or four seconds of entering the classroom, Class 1 of the third year of high school felt as if they had entered a pressure cooker, with both the diligent and the struggling students breaking out in beads of sweat on their foreheads.
Jiang Xian looked at the ceiling and couldn't help but be momentarily stunned. Why is it so bright outside?
Just thinking about that fat man's ability to humiliate others makes Jiang Xian's scalp tingle
Damn, this fat guy must have been in a bad mood last night and got bullied by his wife. I wonder if he had to kneel on a washboard. It looks like this fat guy is going to cause me trouble today! Jiang Xian thought maliciously to himself, while discreetly pressing the voice recorder in his pocket.
At this moment, Jiang Xian could no longer contain himself, his eyes emanating a cold gleam, veins bulging on his arms, and his fists clenched tightly
I don't know either! Jiang Xian, looking distressed, scratched his head and said with a wry smile: "I just can't get into it. I've tried hard to study, but I just can't do well!"
Jiang Xian, it's better if you don't say anything; once you do, it immediately ignites the anger in Zhou Yiyang's heart: "Jiang Xian, what the hell do you mean?"
"Class monitor, if you have nothing to do, please do not stand in front of me, I still need to review!" Jiang Xian said in a nonchalant manner
It doesn't mean much! Jiang Xian also didn't know what was going on today; he just felt that his brain was particularly agile, with many creative ideas that he usually couldn't think of continuously surfacing in his mind. Jiang Xian tilted his head and calmly said to Zhou Yiyang: "Zhou Yiyang, I don't know if you've heard of it, 'to dare to risk everything is to pull the emperor off his horse,' or 'the barefoot are not afraid of those in shoes.' Let me tell you, I am currently ranked last in the entire class, and even in the whole grade, my scores are also at the bottom. I am not afraid of anything; if you provoke me, do you believe I can make it so you can't take the college entrance examination?"
Jiang Xian slowly opened his eyes, staring blankly at the dust-covered ceiling, and muttered to himself: "Indeed, I am still dreaming. All this talk of a super lottery is nothing but a lie. I can no longer feel anything!"
The devil coach looked at Jiang Xian and felt even more anger in his heart. He did not know why Jiang Xian appeared particularly displeasing to him. Not only was it affecting his performance, but just looking at him made him feel particularly annoyed. After a pause, the devil coach continued: "To put it bluntly, there are plenty of high school graduates like you everywhere. With your skinny arms and legs, what can you do if you can't get into college? Work as a laborer for others? I doubt anyone would want a useless person like you. You are like a pig, incapable of doing anything!" The devil coach continued: "To put it bluntly, there are plenty of high school graduates like you everywhere. With your skinny arms and legs, what can you do if you can't get into college? Work as a laborer for others? I doubt anyone would want a useless person like you. You are like a pig, incapable of doing anything!"
Upon thinking of this, Jiang Xian, puzzled as to why his parents had not called him to get up, hurriedly packed his backpack as if his bottom were on fire. He then washed his face and brushed his teeth at the fastest speed possible, and arrived in the kitchen, where he saw the table already filled with dishes.
Jiang Xian returned to the bedroom once again, rummaging through drawers and cabinets, and found a voice recorder. After testing it, he discovered it was still in good working condition. A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Xian's lips: "You dead fat man, if I don't get back at you today, I won't be surnamed Jiang!"
Is someone late today? I just saw someone on the playground, standing up by themselves! Sure enough, the devilish coach called out in a sarcastic tone.
Teacher, please be mindful of your words! Jiang Xian coldly stated: "To insult is to insult one's family; how can you, in such a manner, insult my parents? Is this how a teacher should behave?"
In an instant, all eyes were focused on Jiang Xian, who became the center of attention for the multitude. Some gazes were filled with tension and fear, worried that the fat man might act out violently, while others were filled with schadenfreude, eagerly hoping for a confrontation between Jiang Xian and the devilish coach
Jiang Xiansong lowered his head, remaining silent.
Bang
Ah, how could you say such things to me! The devilish coach said with a cold smile: "I humiliate them like this, what can you do about it?"
This round of insults, even the devilish coach who sincerely intended to provoke Jiang Xian could not tolerate, and directly threw a punch towards Jiang Xian's chest. The devilish coach was broad and stout, not very tall, and with this punch, there was not much force behind it, causing Jiang Xian to stagger back two steps.
Just as he was about to leave, Jiang Xian suddenly let out a cold laugh: "That fat deadbeat messes with me every day, being in the key class is meaningless, it would be better to ... ... !"
Wait a moment
Upon considering this, Zhou Yiyang's momentum diminished significantly
The devilish coach, in a fit of rage, unleashed a series of powerful punches directed at Jiang Xian's chest.
It is too late
Impulsive, so impulsive! This way, I have an excuse to kick you out! The devilish coach felt quite pleased with himself; having scolded to this extent, he truly did not believe that Jiang Xian could remain calm.
Zhou Yiyang subconsciously made way for Jiang Xian, who walked past and did not forget to flash a bright smile at Zhou Yiyang: "Thank you!"
The final heavy blow sent Jiang Xian directly to the ground, crashing onto a desk.
Jiang Xian slowly stood up, his eyes turning blood red as he stared at the devilish coach: "You fat deadbeat, do you really think there's anything remarkable about the elite class? Damn it, I don't even want to be here! You fat deadbeat, remember this: one day, I will make you regret being alive!" With that, Jiang Xian suddenly kicked the chair in front of him away and left the classroom without looking back, leaving the entire class in shock and the devilish coach's face flushed bright red.
Jiang Xian, what has been going on with you lately? It seems that you are having trouble concentrating! At this moment, a gentle voice echoed in Jiang Xian's ear, accompanied by a fragrance reminiscent of milk.
Jiang Xian slowly stood up while pondering: "It is I, the teacher, because I overslept at home!"
The devilish coach spoke in a sarcastic tone: "Do you still have time to change? Ah, with only a few days left until the college entrance examination, with your poor academic performance, how can you face your parents? I think you might as well pack up and leave early, go out and learn a trade to support yourself!"
"Jiang Xian, what have you done?" The devilish coach was absent, and Zhou Yiyang, who was the class monitor, lost his temper. He had always been displeased with Jiang Xian.
Jiang Xian casually grabbed a steamed bun, chewing it as he pedaled his bicycle towards the school. Suddenly, Jiang Xian paused and muttered to himself: "That fatso will definitely pull my pigtails if he sees that I'm late!"
As he spoke, Jiang Xian returned to his seat
Oh, how bold you have become, even daring to confront the teacher! The devilish coach felt a sense of secret delight in his heart, yet his face wore an expression of complete indifference
Alright, enough said, I understand! Jiang Xian looked at Jiang Yanyan with a hint of boredom. Although he knew that Jiang Yanyan meant well, he still felt a wave of discomfort, as if he were being pitied by someone.
While pondering, Jiang Xian slowly ate the pancake and then rode his bicycle to school
Jiang Xian's imposing statement instantly silenced Zhou Yiyang. While Zhou Yiyang might not take Jiang Xian's threat seriously, what he said was indeed the truth. It is better to be safe than sorry. He thought to himself: "This Jiang Xian is already at the bottom of the class, and his family is poor. How could he possibly be with Jiang Yanyan? If he really were to risk everything at such a critical moment before the college entrance examination, it would be utterly unwise!"
Being late is not a trivial matter; although it is wrong, Jiang Xian has already sincerely admitted his mistake. However, the strict coach is being excessively harsh by continuing to hold Jiang Xian accountable. Of course, the coach has his reasons for this. Yesterday, he wanted to expel Jiang Xian from the key class, but that plan was abandoned due to Jiang Han's fainting. Today, having finally caught Jiang Xian in a mistake, how could he possibly let him off easily
Jiang Yanyan smiled and said: "It is also possible that you are really nervous. You need to learn to relax yourself and gradually adjust your mindset. There is still one month until the college entrance examination, so do not rush; take your time!"
Once these words were spoken, even the students in the class felt it was somewhat excessive. Some, who were more inclined to gloat, could hardly contain their desire to see Jiang Xian clash with the devilish coach. This fat man was not liked by the majority of the class
Jiang Xian raised his eyes and saw the class monitor, named Jiang Yanyan. She was very beautiful and excelled in her studies. It is said that like attracts like, and with Jiang Yanyan's academic performance, it would be impossible for her to associate with Jiang Xian. However, Jiang Yanyan and Jiang Xian were neighbors, and their parents had a very good relationship. On ordinary days, whenever Jiang Xian encountered any questions he did not understand, he would often ask Jiang Yanyan for help. It could be said that the two had grown up together like childhood sweethearts.
If trouble arises, I must appear as innocent as possible. In any case, I cannot be too strong today; I must start off weak and act submissive. Later, I will definitely take you down!
Indeed, Jiang Xian lifted his eyelids, and deep anger was revealed in his eyes
"Fatty!" Jiang Xian's voice suddenly became sharp as he pointed at the devilish coach's nose and angrily scolded, "You humiliate me like this, humiliating my parents, all just to drive me out of the key class. Do you think I want to stay in this broken place? If you don't kick me out, I wouldn't want to stay here either, you bastard!"
The early self-study session had long since passed, and the first class had also been underway for more than twenty minutes. Jiang Xian surveyed the surroundings; the devilish coach was not present, and a hint of disappointment arose in his heart, accompanied by a touch of relief.
Oh no, I'm going to be late! Jiang Xian looked at the clock on the wall; it was almost 7 o'clock, and he had overslept