Yang Jian's life simulation of the heavens

Chapter 10 The first grade is a stickler!
"Zhang Xiaodong!"

"To!"

"Liu Sanpao!"

"To!"

"War Hammer of the King!"

"To!"

"Yang Jian!"

In the elementary school classroom, Yang Jian was about to respond to the teacher's roll call, but he heard a burst of laughter from around him.

Looking at the group of brats, the young female teacher wondered, "What's the matter, why are you all laughing?"

A little chubby guy on the far right below raised his hand and stood up with a smile: "Teacher, he is a mute, how can a mute speak?"

At this time, a boy in the middle raised his hand impatiently and stood up again: "That's right, teacher, Yang Jian is born dumb, he can't answer!"

"Then let me shout for him, here! Hahaha!" Another little boy next to him raised his hand and stood up laughing.

Suddenly, the whole classroom was full of laughter.

Yang Jian was speechless looking at this group of brats. He knew that these brats didn't have any malicious intentions, they just wanted to show off in front of the teacher.

But he didn't expect that he would be laughed at by a group of children one day when he was a majestic judicial god. Yang Jian suddenly laughed himself.

Little Fatty noticed it, and suddenly jumped up and pointed at Yang Jian, saying, "Look, this dumb man is laughing too!"

Yang Jian's smile froze suddenly.

"Quiet! Quiet for me!"

The young female teacher slapped the desk heavily with a book, looked at the brat with big eyes, and said, "Is it funny? One by one, where are the etiquettes that I teach you every day? I told you, Among the classmates, you should love each other and don't laugh at others! But what about you?"

The female teacher said earnestly: "Although classmate Yang Jian can't speak, it is caused by objective reasons, not his fault. Do you think you are making fun of a classmate who has been hurt by life?"

The female teacher looked like she was in her 20s, and she looked very young. She caught a group of rambunctious children to give lectures in the first class of the first grade of elementary school.

Yang Jian feels the time that he has not experienced in more than 3000 years, and he is quite touched.

He never studied when he was a child, he just studied with his talented father for a few years, and then helped the family take the exam, cut firewood and feed the chickens. Later, when something happened at home, he and his third sister struggled to survive alone. Fighting with wild beasts, fighting wits with gangsters, sliding down a cliff and almost dying, he has experienced too many such things.

So much so that sitting in this small classroom now, looking at the young female teacher on the podium, and a group of brats around him, he fell into a trance for a while, feeling a little unreal.

"Snapped!"

At this moment, a piece of chalk flew over and hit Yang Jian on the forehead.

The young female teacher put her hips on her hips, stared at her with big eyes and said, "Yang Jian, why are you in a daze? Didn't I just say that, turn the book to page 3, what are you thinking!"

Yang Jian showed an apologetic expression, then lowered his head and opened the book.

If life can be repeated, it would be better to live it all over again.

At least he felt extremely relaxed in this world, without the Jade Emperor, Queen Mother, Laojun, Sun Wukong, and gods, all of which were gone. He felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders, and he became more relaxed.

During the break between classes, Yang Jian lay on the lawn of the playground, basking comfortably in the sun.

He didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to bask in the sun quietly and enjoy life like this.

He also learned something about this world after passing through here. He heard that there are warriors who are very powerful, and there are some superpowers, which are very strange.

Of course, the world is also very chaotic, there are pirates, thieves, and many messy people.

Moreover, the people here are generally very poor, especially some farmers on the edge of the city. They don't have much land to plant, and they have to pay various taxes. Their lives are miserable.

Their school was jointly opened by some nearby families with decent incomes, and this young teacher was also invited from Bairi City.

Yang Jian is not going to learn martial arts, nor is he going to meet those powerful martial artists and super masters, he just has no interest.

I still remember back then, because his divine eyes aroused mana, so he attracted the heavenly soldiers and generals to find her mother, and then a scene that will never be forgotten in my mind happened. My father and elder brother fell from a high altitude and died, and my mother was taken away by the heavenly soldiers. After leaving, he was pushed under the peach mountain by his uncle again.

Yang Jian still remembers that when his mother was captured by the heavenly soldiers and generals, she looked back at his eyes full of hatred, gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "Yang Jian, it's because of you, all because of you, our whole family is like this! You killed Killed your father, killed your eldest brother, and now killed me, you disaster star, why don't you die!"

Yang Jian will never forget that scene!
The sight was already hazy, and the golden threads falling from the sky seemed to outline the scenes that had happened.

"Wow! Yang Jian, why are you crying?"

At this moment, a large head suddenly appeared above his line of sight, and there were a group of small heads beside him, all looking at him curiously.

"Hey!"

Yang Jian sighed, sometimes it is like this, although he likes the present life very much, he can completely ignore the ridicule of a group of brats, but if these brats are really too mischievous, there is only one way to deal with it.

"Snapped!"

"Clap!"

"Clap clap clap!"

"Say, is it wrong?"

Yang Jian lifted the little fat pier domineeringly with one hand, that is, the kid named Wang Zhanhammer, found him on the edge of a flower pond, pulled off Wang Zhanhammer's pants, and then raised his hand to slap his naked butt a few times. hand.

A group of children next to them wanted to come over to save their boss at first, but Yang Jian stretched out his hand, and pulled two more children who took off their heads, and took off their pants. The legs pressed directly on the backs of the three people, and when the two hands were raised, they twitched.

Therefore, after this battle, Yang Jian successfully established his position as the leader of the first grade.

……

After school, every parent in the office would come to ask about the situation of their children. After all, parents are very worried about the first day of school.

Yang's father and Yang's mother were no exception. When they arrived at the office, they asked nervously, "Mr. Gao, how is my little Jian doing today?"

The young female teacher smiled and said: "Very good! Yang Jian is a very quiet child, very sensible, not mischievous, and very serious in class. He doesn't get angry when his classmates laugh at him, and he has a good temper! He is a good boy !"

"That's good, that's good!" Yang's father and Yang's mother nodded happily, and then asked anxiously: "Then Teacher Gao, I have something I want to ask you. You know that our Yincheng Ancient Academy recruits students. What is the standard? Is it possible for our little Yang Jian to get into junior high school?"

"This one……"

Gao Jing didn't know how to answer the question. Yincheng Ancient Academy can be said to be the best academy in Yincheng. It is very famous even in Baisun City, especially there is a Professor Yuan there. I heard that he is knowledgeable and famous. It's very big. She heard that the admissions standards are very high, but she didn't graduate from Yincheng Ancient Academy, so she doesn't know the details.

Therefore, Gao Jing said to Yang's father and Yang's mother: "I really don't understand this. You wait for me to ask someone to ask before I can give you two answers. Besides, Yang Jian is still young, so it is too early to say this. You say Woolen cloth?"

"It is also!"

Yang's father and Yang's mother nodded. They still respect teachers like cultural people from the bottom of their hearts. "Mr. Gao, our family Xiaojian is reserved. I will trouble you to take care of him in the future."

(End of this chapter)