Rise From The Doom Chapter 127

Seeing that the crowd had dispersed after watching the fun, the woman gently struggled a bit. Only then did Liu Wei An realize that he was still hugging her, so he quickly let go.

"Thank you." The woman's face was slightly flushed. She was obviously not used to being carried by an unfamiliar man.

"I should be the one thanking you. If you don't speak out for justice, today will be quite troublesome." Liu Wei An shook his head.

"If you want to thank me, there's no need. For me, it was a simple matter. " The woman smiled. "Goodbye."

"About that, can you tell me your name?" Liu Wei An shouted at the woman's back.

"Zhao Hanyi."

The woman's weak voice disappeared into the night sky with the glimmering lights. Liu Wei An felt lost. A long while later, he still had to register and leave quickly.

… ….

One of the protagonists, the grandpa, was lying on the ground. His eyes were filled with fear, and his left knee was badly mutilated, with traces of blood seeping through his pants. The cane he threw on the ground was broken into two, and because of the pain, beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his forehead. However, the grandpa didn't dare to make a sound.

"Since you can't do it yourself, I'll help you." A burly man in a black suit said coldly and walked out of the alley. The two burly men behind him were short-haired and short-fingered, silent as cicadas in the winter.

… ….

The location of Teacher Yang's cram school was very easy to find. It was the second, third, and fourth floors of every building. To rent such a large building as a teaching building in the center of the city, one could imagine Teacher Yang's financial resources and influence.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late. I'm here to register, the one who just called." When Liu Wei An rushed to the registration office on the second floor, a middle-aged woman was already packing up her things.

"Have you brought the money, and the materials?" The woman was in her forties, short and plump, with curly hair and the image of a chartered woman. Perhaps it was because she thought that you, Liu Wei An, had arrived too late to work, so her tone was harsh.

"As a student, the concept of time is very important. If you meet with an exam one minute late, you won't be able to enter. I hope you remember that in the future, people who are often late will affect Teacher Yang's reputation. We won't accept such students."

"Yes, yes." Liu Wei An quickly took out his ID and money.

"Which cla.s.s do you want to study in?" Junior or senior high? " The woman suddenly realized that she had not asked the most important question yet.

"High school... "Alright." Liu Wei An wasn't sure if the time would come if they were in junior high school together. In the end, he thought about his intelligence, hardened his heart, and chose senior high school.

"Why didn't you say so earlier?" The woman said impatiently, "The junior high school's tuition is 6000 copper coins a month, senior high is 9000 copper coins, and you still have to add 3000 copper coins. Do you have enough money? If not, come back tomorrow morning."

"Yes, yes." Liu Wei An took back the 60 silver coins and traded it for a gold coin.

"There's no need for 1000 copper coins." The woman bent over, grabbed a few books from the cabinet under the table and threw them in front of Liu Wei'an, "These are for cram school textbooks, exactly 1000 copper coins. Take them home and read them carefully. Come to cla.s.s tomorrow morning."

Suddenly, he no longer had that much respect for this Teacher Yang's cla.s.s. Generally speaking, the teaching environment was very important, but from this woman's expression, one could tell that the environment wasn't very good. Although there were some things that couldn't be taken into account, there were still some problems left behind.

Liu Wei An couldn't help but lean back a little and heard a loud bang. The table shook a bit, and Aunt threw a certificate with a name and number written on it over to him. "That's enough. You can go back now."

"May I take a look?" Liu Wei An asked in a low voice.

"It's up to you, but you can't affect others in cla.s.s." The woman didn't even raise her head as she locked the seal inside the cabinet. Then she grabbed her bag, left the room and left for work.

There were about ten cla.s.srooms on each floor, and there were about thirty students in each cla.s.sroom. In other words, there were 900 students coming to take supplementary lessons here, and Liu Wei An was shocked. He had only attended five hundred students in primary school, and this was an informal tutoring cla.s.s, which was equivalent to two school students.

The college entrance examination was the first step that decided a person's starting point for their entire life. The parents attached great importance to it, and as long as there were any families with certain conditions, regardless of whether their children were studying well or not, they would all want to apply for a supplementary cla.s.s, in order to get as many points as possible for the college entrance examination.

An army with thousands of men and a bridge. Sometimes, a difference of one minute was the turning point of fate. Parents do not wish to leave this regret, but millions of children suffer.

Some teachers were in cla.s.s, while some cla.s.srooms were on their own. The cla.s.srooms were very quiet. It was unknown whether it was because they didn't want to waste the tuition fees they had paid or because the teachers supervised them too strictly, but there was actually no one whispering or napping on the table.

Looking at the dozens of men and women who were honest, Liu Wei'an finally realized that Teacher Yang was just a name, similar to a brand. The real cla.s.s could have been taught by Teacher Li, Teacher Liu, and Teacher Zhang, and he was still thinking as he went upstairs: With so many students, can Teacher Yang teach them all by herself? Only now did he realize how naive he was.

He finished reading the last cla.s.sroom and was about to leave when he suddenly felt a sudden urge to pee. There was a washroom not far away, and he rushed in happily. Just as he was done washing his hands and turning off the tap, he suddenly heard a strange noise coming from the female restroom next door.

"Don't — Teacher Yang, please behave yourself." It was a girl's voice. It was filled with suppressed anger, but it did not affect the quality of a girl's voice. It was soft and soothing, like the gentle caress of a spring breeze.

"Don't worry. At this time, everyone is in cla.s.s and no one is coming." It was a man's voice, filled with unconcealable excitement and excitement. Immediately, the expression of a big bad wolf surfaced in Liu Wei An's mind.

"If you come again, I'll scream." The girl panicked.

"Go ahead and scream, that's why people are watching you take off all your clothes. "I don't care, but you are different. You are not married yet." The man seemed to be afraid of shouting at the woman, "Think carefully, if you give me tonight, not only will your salary double, but I will also give you 50,000 copper coins. Your mother seems to be in arrears in the hospital again."

"I will take care of my own matters, please step aside." The woman's voice was still weak, but it was firm.

"d.a.m.n brat, you really don't care about face." Liu Wei An immediately judged that the man had rushed towards her. Sure enough, the next moment, he heard the scream of the woman, but it was cut off the moment it was heard. She must have covered her mouth. Then the sound of clothes being torn.

She closed her eyes in despair, thinking about her mother who was unconscious on the sickbed. Two clear tears flowed down her face, a person who had struggled for so many years, who had suffered so many grievances and had never given up, but at this moment, she felt a sense of helplessness, as if the world had abandoned her. In her heart, she hoped that a hero would appear, feeling Teacher Yang's breathing get closer and closer, the pencil sharpener in her hand suddenly swung out, flashing a cold light in the air. At this moment, a change occurred.

Boom! *

The door of the women's restroom was kicked open, and a tall youth rushed in with an angry face. Hearing the sound, Teacher Yang turned around abruptly, and what greeted him was a huge fist, which expanded endlessly in his eyes, turning into a look of fear.

"Boom!"

Without even looking at her, Liu Wei An grabbed the pencil sharpener with lightning speed, but he was still a bit late. The sharp pencil sharpener left a one-centimeter long wound on her snow-white neck, and fresh red blood flowed out from it, appearing very clearly on her snow-white neck.

"This isn't good." Liu Wei An took off the pencil sharpener. Luckily, the cut wasn't too deep. It only cut a bit of skin.

"Who are you?" Gu Jianyue opened his eyes and looked at Liu Wei An, who had suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Liu Wei An folded the pencil sharpener and raised his head. He was stunned for a moment as shock flashed across his eyes. This woman was actually so beautiful. Her delicate body was like a weak willow in the wind, her long eyelashes slightly trembled, her eyes were like a frightened rabbit, and her delicate lips parted slightly.

"Who I am is not important. The important thing is that I feel that we should leave this place first." It took a lot of willpower for Liu Wei An to look away from the woman.

"Thank you." Gu Youyue bit her lower lip and did an action she hadn't done in more than ten years. She kicked Teacher Yang's fat body and cursed in a low voice, "Scoundrel."

"It'll be troublesome if I remind him." Liu Wei An was speechless. Was it a ma.s.sage?

"AHH!" Gu Yang Yue was startled, she picked up the bag on the floor and hurriedly said, "Let's go."

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