The Poison Doctor Mad Concubine is a Bit Tugged

Chapter 598: Can't handle her alone

   Chapter 598 Can't deal with her alone

   Hearing this, Zeng Zhiyuan suddenly became angry, he gave Yan Zheng a fierce look, and tyrannically changed positions with the teacher Lin next to him.

   He didn't want to get close to Yan Zheng, it would be bad if he got close, and he might get **** off.

   Yan Zheng glanced at Zeng Zhiyuan with a half-smile but gave a thumbs up to the first team.

   Seeing this, Zeng Zhiyuan stood up and said angrily, "Yan Zheng, don't go too far!"

   "Why is this old man going too far?" Yan Zheng spread his hands and said innocently.

   "You!" Zeng Zhiyuan was so angry that he pointed at Yan Zheng.

   "Yan Zheng, I didn't expect you to be so shameless when you are so old. What's wrong with you, don't you know?"

   "I really don't know where the old man is going too far?" Yan Zheng still looked innocent.

   Instructor Lin was in the middle of the two and suddenly became restless. He could not offend Zeng Zhiyuan, let alone offend Yan Zheng.

  If there was a crack in the ground, he would go in without hesitation.

  Zeng Zhiyuan looked at Yan Zheng, his eyes were red with anger, "Yan Zheng, since this is the case, I must speak my heart today."

   "Okay, so that you don't suffocate." Yan Zheng nodded and said, he also helped Zeng Zhiyuan.

  Hehe~ He's such a good guy, he doesn't ask for anything in return.

  If Zeng Zhiyuan knew what Yan Zheng was thinking, he might faint.

  Zeng Zhiyuan took a deep breath, took another breath, calmed down, and said, "Yan Zheng, if it weren't for you, I would be the mentor of the first team now.

   You were clearly mocking me and the second team just now.

   You also gave the first team a thumbs up. You are deceiving people too much. You have any kind of teacher and what kind of students. "

  Zeng Zhiyuan breathed out the suffocation in his heart, and then his eyes were fixed on Yan Zheng.

   He didn't know what Yan Zheng's reaction was, anyway, it was impossible for Yan Zheng to apologize.

   Yan Zheng glanced at Zeng Zhiyuan, the corners of his lips curled slightly, the guy finally said it.

   He took a sip of his wine and said slowly, "Bai Jianjia personally invited the old man to be the mentor of the first team. He has been invited more than once. Do you think the old man will come or not?"

   Hearing this, Zeng Zhiyuan's originally angry face turned pale.

What?

   Dean personally invited Yan Zheng, more than once?

how can that be?

   He always thought it was Yan Zheng who came here on his own initiative, and then robbed him of the opportunity to be the mentor of the first team.

  Zeng Zhiyuan subconsciously thought that Yan was lying, but when Yan said it in front of so many teachers, it was naturally true.

  Zeng Zhiyuan's complexion was like a palette, unpredictable, and finally bowed his head in shame.

   He is not a person who does not distinguish between right and wrong. If he is wrong, he is wrong. A man can afford it and let it go.

   "Elder Yan, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you." Zeng Zhiyuan walked in front of Yan Zheng and bowed his hands to sincerely apologize.

   A flash of surprise flashed in Yan Zheng's eyes, but he didn't expect Zeng Zhiyuan to be so affordable.

   "Your apology, the old man accepted. By the way, the old man wants to send you a message. Healthy competition makes people progress. If a person wants to go further on the road of cultivation, xinxing is very important."

  Zeng Zhiyuan frowned slightly, for a while he didn't understand that Yan was talking about him, or his student.

   "Your character is good." Yan Zheng added.

   At this time, Zeng Zhiyuan finally understood what Yan Zheng meant, and thinking about the performance of the second team just now, he, as a mentor, felt blush for them.

   "Elder Yan, after being taught, I will definitely teach them well."

   Yan Zheng nodded and continued to sip his wine.

   In the meeting yesterday, Bai Jianjia told him in private that he should give some pointers to other tutors to teach students. He could be considered as pointing, anyway, all eight tutors are here.

   Alas, he is such a good man!

  Zeng Zhiyuan looked at Yan Zheng, his eyes turned slightly, and he gave Lin a wink, and Lin immediately understood.

   So, the two sat down beside Yan Zheng and asked for advice humbly.

  Other instructors saw this scene, and they also gathered around one after another. No one wants to miss this great opportunity.

   "Elder Yan, can you talk about how to teach students?"

   "How did you arrange the training of the first team?"

   "Elder Yan, give us some pointers!"

   "We will definitely thank you very much."

   Eight instructors surrounded Yan Zheng and asked at a high rate.

  Yan Zheng almost couldn't help yelling and drove them away, but thinking of Bai Jianjia's words, he held back silently and answered their questions patiently.

   Yan Zheng's side was very lively, Ye Feiran and the others were also very lively.

   It turned out that in order to avenge their revenge, Chu Chaoyu and the others only carried less than one-third of the water, so they walked up the mountain much faster.

   Soon, they caught up with the first squad.

   Ye Feiran noticed the situation next door and immediately asked the person in front to walk faster, it didn't matter if she fell.

   What's more, she won't necessarily fall.

  Mu Ge was in front of Jiang Yinghan, he thought for a while, then said, "Yinghan, give me your bucket, you can take Xiaoye's bucket again, and let Xiaoye beat those shameless people down."

  Jiang Yinghan also thinks this is a good idea, but...

   "Pastoral, can you?"

   Hearing the words, Mu Ge took a deep breath and said, "Yinghan, don't ask a man this question. I can do it, I have great strength in refining tools."

   "Oh!" Jiang Yinghan smiled shyly, "Let me ask Little Ye Ye."

   Ye Feiran heard their conversation long ago, and quickly said, "No, hurry up, I can do it, trust me."

   Hearing this, Mu Ge and Jiang Yinghan stopped talking and quickened their pace.

   Ye Feiran hung two buckets of water on her arms. For some reason, she felt that her arms were suddenly full of strength.

   Also, she felt that her ability to withstand pain seemed to be more than doubled. The stone hit her ankle, and it was like a tickling.

   So, Ye Feiran didn't hide, and kept throwing stones at the opponent, which was accurate.

  Chu Chaoyu was hit by Ye Feiran four times, and his ankle was very painful, but after a period of training with the Iron Winged Demon Bee, his ability to withstand pain has also improved a lot.

   However, their entire team was trying to find a way to smash Ye Feiran. Ye Feiran was hit so many times without frowning, which irritated him fiercely.

   The ability of a little white face to bear the pain was stronger than him, he was not convinced.

   So, Chu Chaoyu greeted his teammates to smash Ye Feiran hard and stop smashing others.

   He didn't believe that this little white face's feet were iron walls.

   Facing the attack of a group of people, Ye Feiran's lips curled slightly, and two stones hit Chen Dapeng one after the other, one hitting the ankle and the other hitting the calf.

   Chen Dapeng's foot turned, the whole person finally became unsteady, fell down, and took another teammate along.

   "Dapeng!" Chu Chaoyu shouted subconsciously.

   Ye Feiran seized this opportunity, and two stones hit the calf of Chu Chaoyu's left and right legs one after the other.

  Chu Chaoyu bent his legs, the whole person finally fell, and he took two teammates by the way.

   In the end, only Li Jinse, Zhou Wanling and Fan Guliang were left in the second team.

   The three of them looked at Ye Feiran, and there was a trace of fear in their eyes. The eight of them could not deal with her alone.

   Ye Feiran's lips curled slightly, and she deliberately glanced at the friends who had gone far.

   The three of Li Jinse followed Ye Feiran's gaze and saw that almost the rest of the first team had almost reached the top of the mountain, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

   (end of this chapter)