Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 365: 278, The new instructor of Martial Arts School, Qing Chen (Requesting monthly pass)_3

Qing Chen looked at the servants circling around him and confirmed seriously, “So it’s one-on-one, right?”

The servants were stunned for a moment before responding earnestly, “Yes, it’s one-on-one, please don’t worry.”

“That’s good,” Qing Chen sighed with relief.

The servants were stunned again. They looked at each other. From what Qing Chen said, as long as it was one-on-one, there seemed to be no problem?

Inside ZhiXin Courtyard, in the square and upright main room, a teacher was giving a mathematics lesson.

While the class was in session, a series of screams and wails suddenly erupted from outside the courtyard, wave after wave.

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Some students turned their heads to look outside through the main room’s door, curious about what was happening.

But the moment one turned their head, the teacher casually broke a piece of chalk and hurled it accurately at the student’s head, without pausing the lecture: “Odd numbers remain unchanged, the sign depends on the quadrant…”

The student clutched at his head in pain as a lump quickly swelled up on his scalp.

We are now in an era of complete information. There’s no need to use chalk to write on blackboards anymore during lessons.

However, it’s unknown since when it became a tradition at Li’s School to always keep a box of chalk on the desk, used solely for breaking and throwing at students.

Since the teacher had never actually used the chalk to write, the disciples of Li’s family gradually didn’t even know chalk was originally for writing on blackboards.

As far as they could remember, chalk was only for the teacher to throw at people; it had no other use.

Just like a ruler.

Some disciples had even wondered why the school specially prepared such a strange “weapon” for the teachers.

At this moment, students had already started passing notes: Was it the Martial Arts School’s teacher who came?

Another student responded: Definitely. Otherwise, where would the screams be coming from? No idea whose servant is suffering now.

In their view, any instructor Aunt Changqing arranged must be very formidable, given that Aunt Changqing herself was powerful.

They just wanted to give the other party a bit of a scare, to show that being a teacher at Li’s School wasn’t something just anyone could handle.

So, each of them brought along one of their household’s E-Class servants to try to overpower the newly appointed teacher through sheer numbers.

Regardless of whether these E-Class servants were skilled in combat or not, with enough of them, they could surely overwhelm the teacher. They hadn’t heard of any E-Class able to take on dozens single-handedly.

Of course, they wouldn’t take it too far. They just needed to make the teacher lie down and slink away in defeat.

And this was something even Aunt Changqing tacitly allowed!

One student passed a note to his deskmate: Want to bet on which family’s servant will take down the teacher?

The other student replied: Bet ten thousand dollars it’s Li Ke’s.

A thirty-people relay fight; even a formidable teacher would fall at some point, so they were betting on in front of which servant the teacher would fall.

Meanwhile, outside the classroom, the wails persisted, causing the teacher who was lecturing on the podium to gradually halt the pace of his lesson and move toward the exit to try and intervene.

He wanted to stop it.

However, a student carefully warned: “Teacher Wang, this commotion was started by Aunt Changqing. I suggest you better stay out of this.”

Upon hearing the name Li Changqing, Teacher Wang immediately withdrew his steps: “This is too much… We will end today’s lesson here. Spend the remaining time studying quietly in the classroom.”

With that, Teacher Wang walked towards the back of ZhiXin Courtyard to have tea and watch the news.

Seeing this, the students started to get noisy.

No one dared to leave their seats; they just craned their necks to look outside.

“Do you think the teacher will be beaten up badly?”

“It’s unlikely to be that severe. The servants know their limits, and besides, Aunt Changqing must be out there watching.”

“Then do you think Aunt Changqing would blame us?”

“No, wasn’t this her hint?”

“But why would she hint at this…”

As they were speaking, the screaming outside continued.

Inside the school, the disciples of the Lee family were all buzzing with excitement.