I Am Just a Support Teacher

In the central office of Master Yang, an assistant knocked on the door and walked in.

"Mr. Yang, the international students have been taken by Mr. Zhou to go through the admission procedures." The assistant said to Yang Xin.

"Yeah." Hearing what the assistant said, Yang Xin nodded.

After the assistant told Yang Xin about the situation, he left the office.

For these international students, Yang Xin didn't even bother to meet them. He brought his dean there to bring them, which was considered a great deal of face for them.

He would not agree to train overseas students either because the country's top leaders came to visit him in person, or because the country asked for something from the northern countries.

However, since these students have joined Teacher Yang, he, Yang Xin, will not ignore them. He will give them a learning halo and let the system help formulate some study plans. In this way, as long as these students are willing to learn, they will definitely be able to learn. Become a top student.

In fact, what Yang Xin didn't know was that the students who came here all had backgrounds in their country, but they were all the second-generation thorns.

They have been spoiled since they were young, like a tree growing crookedly, so they wanted to send it to Master Yang to correct it.

"Ms. Yang, it's not good. Teacher Zhou was beaten."

On this day, Yang Xin's assistant hurried to Yang Xin's office and said anxiously.

"What's the matter?" Hearing the assistant's words, Yang Xin asked immediately.

"It was those foreign students who had an argument with Teacher Zhou Jiayu for some reason, and then two foreign students beat Teacher Zhou." Assistant Yang Xin said quickly.

"What?" Hearing this, Yang Xin rubbed his feet and stood up. "Take it to see"

Yang Xin left the office in a hurry, and soon came to the foreign student class where Zhou Jiayu was.

When Yang Xin came to the foreign student class, the corridor outside the class was already full of people.

In the corridor at this time, countless people were clamoring.

In the center of the crowd, there were voices arguing fiercely.

"Teacher Yang is here, Teacher Yang is here!"

at this time,

Some students noticed Yang Xin coming, so they shouted quickly.

Hearing this voice, many people turned their heads.

Seeing Yang Xin coming, the students in the corridor quickly moved out of the way.

The arrival of Yang Xin made the originally noisy corridors and classrooms quiet down.

After the students made way out of the passage, Yang Xin also walked in with two guards.

In the center of the crowd, a group of foreign students were confronting a group of students from Teacher Yang.

Among the crowd, Zhou Jiayu was in tears and was protected by students from Master Yang's class.

Just now, a few students from Teacher Yang's class who understand Maozi's language were scolding a group of foreign students.

"What's going on?" Yang Xin asked the students after he arrived.

"Mr. Yang, thank you foreign students for bullying Mr. Zhou and even beating Mr. Zhou. You must make the decision for Mr. Zhou!" Seeing Yang Xin coming, some students immediately said to Mr. Yang.

"Yes, Mr. Yang, these foreign students are too bad. They molested Mr. Zhou in class, and Mr. Zhou said they even beat them." Another student also said.

"They beat people, don't you know how to help Mr. Zhou beat them back?" Yang Xin scolded.

"Teacher Zhou, who hit you?" Yang Xin turned to Teacher Zhou Jiayu and asked.

"Teacher Yang, it's him and him." Seeing Yang Xin coming, Zhou Jiayu immediately pointed at the two students who beat her just now, as if she had found a backer.

"You guys hit Teacher Zhou?" Yang Xin asked the two foreign students in Maoziyu.

These two international students are sixteen or seventeen years old, but they look like they are in their twenties.

Hearing Yang Xin's question, one of the teenagers raised his head and said in disdain: "What's wrong with us?"

"Very good! It's good if you can admit it." Yang Xin gritted his teeth and said, then stepped forward quickly, and before everyone could react, he raised his hand and slapped the two of them with an earring.

With these two slaps, Yang Xin exerted all his strength, and directly staggered the two of them and fell to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Yang Xin beating someone, a group of international students immediately stood up and scolded Yang Xin.

"How dare you hit me, I want your life..."

The two students who were beaten were even more impulsive students who wanted to rush forward and fight Yang Xin desperately.

"Don't move!"

At this moment, only two explosions were heard.

It turned out that it was Yang Xin's guard who saw that Yang Xin was in danger, so he let out a bang, and pointed a gun at a group of international students.

With a gun pointed at their heads, a group of international students immediately "calmed down".

"Both of you, come here and apologize to Mr. Zhou." Yang Xin pointed to the two foreign students who looked at him fiercely.

"What are you? If you have the guts, kill me, or I'll kill you sooner or later."

Being slapped by Yang Xin, the young man felt that he had been humiliated. Since he was a child, no one had dared to slap him like this.

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In China, he is the grandson of the president, and he can do whatever he wants, even if he kills someone, someone will help him justify it.

Unexpectedly, after coming to Huaguo, he was actually beaten by a teacher, and he was slapped in a way that he regarded as a great shame and humiliation.

Seeing the young man in front of him not only not apologizing, but also uttering wild words, Yang Xin immediately became angry.

He stepped forward and reached out to grab the boy.

Yang Xin was able to deal with terrorists on the plane, and he could almost easily deal with the young man in front of him.

Although the boy resisted, Yang Xin grabbed his chest immediately.

Then he slapped his face with his right hand directly left and right.

At the same time, his strongest point is his non-stop talking: "You don't apologize, do you, I beat you up today to apologize."

Seeing Yang Xin's actions, several other international students wanted to step forward to help, but they were forced back by Yang Xin's two guards at gunpoint.

"You let me go, I will fight with you."

The boy who was beaten by Yang Xin was struggling violently, but he was no match for an adult.

Yang Xin saw that he was struggling to understand and had the idea of ​​resistance, so he directly put him on the ground and grabbed his hand to prevent him from moving.

"Apologize or not?" Yang Xin asked the young foreign student.

"I apologize to your ancestor, you have the guts to kill me, otherwise I will kill you sooner or later." The young man admitted his mistake at all, he had never suffered such a shame and humiliation in his life, and at this moment he was already dazzled by hatred.

"No apology, right? No apology, right? I called you to apologize."

Hearing that the young man dared to threaten him, Yang Xin became even angrier. He kept hitting the young man with his right hand.

Fortunately, Yang Xin's strikes were measured. If he continued to fight, it would only cause the young man pain, and would not cause much harm to him.

To deal with such a person, we can only use force to make him submit, molesting the teacher in class, and beating him even after the teacher said it.

Did he think it was in their country? Do whatever you want?

Today Yang Xin will let him know that this is not a place where he can do whatever he wants.

Clap clap!

The sound of flesh and flesh colliding was endless, and everyone onlookers dared not make a sound.

"Do you want to apologize? Do you want to apologize?"

Every time Yang Xin hit him, he would ask the boy if he was apologetic.

This process lasted for several minutes. At the beginning, the boy opened his mouth and cursed.

But then, he screamed in pain.

"I apologize, I apologize!" After a few minutes, he finally couldn't help it, because it was too painful.

In the beginning, what supported him was endless humiliation and unwillingness, but later, he couldn't bear the pain anymore.

As a playboy, what kind of backbone can he have?

PS: I don't know what to write, I can't write it out scratching my head.

The fame of the protagonist of this book is at its peak. I discussed it with the editor and tried to finish this book and write the next one as soon as possible.

I will continue to write this type of book in the next book. I plan to write Rebirth and continue to be a teacher in the 1980s. There are too many things that can be written in this era. It is still the same golden finger, but the plot is different.