novellhall Chapter 103 Private School
Chapter 103 Private School
Fu Chen stood there, stunned, staring at the lottery ticket handed to him by the lottery shop clerk, as if he had been struck by lightning.
One million two hundred thousand?
One million two hundred thousand!
He looked down at the bandages covering his body, then looked up at the clerk's sincere eyes, and then looked down at the crumpled lottery ticket.
"Really?"
Fu Chen's voice was trembling.
The shop assistant clasped his hands together and looked apologetic.
"Brother, I'm so sorry, I was blind that day and I read the wrong issue number."
After our store manager discovered it, he checked the surveillance footage and it took him three days to find your house…
Fu Chen took the lottery ticket, his hands shaking like he had Parkinson's.
The effects of the medication wore off, and his mind wasn't working as fast anymore.
But he was certain that the money wasn't given back to him voluntarily by the shop clerk.
He was right.
The employee originally intended to pocket the money, but after the store manager discovered it, the two argued and couldn't agree on how to divide the spoils.
As a result, they parted ways, and he felt that even if he returned the lottery ticket to Fu Chen, he was unwilling to share it with him.
Who cares about all this nonsense?
Anyway, the result was correct.
One million two hundred thousand.
Fu Chen had never seen so much money in his life.
He remembered that he had been worrying about the 20,000 yuan worth of potion ingredients, but now he suddenly had 1.2 million yuan.
Adding my savings of over 100,000 yuan, that's nearly 1.4 million yuan in total!
He was about to roar to the sky, feeling exhilarated!
"Boom!"
Another loud bang.
Fu Chen instinctively lay down on the ground, covering his head with his hands.
I've been traumatized by these unfortunate side effects these past few days.
It turned out that it wasn't the ceiling that had collapsed.
His front door was opened.
Several people rushed in.
The leader was Liu Haitao, followed by Quan Jiafei, Chen Jiaxin, Edwards, and Tang Renhui.
Yup!
I almost forgot, fortune and misfortune are intertwined.
Damn it, how come the school's gone after I've been lying in bed for a few days?
Fu Chen was still dazed as he looked at the people who rushed in.
Before I could even process the joy of 1.2 million, this bunch of idiots showed up.
"Oh, right," Fu Chen suddenly remembered something important, "What happened at school? Did the school building collapse?"
The moment this was mentioned, the expressions on everyone's faces became quite interesting.
Liu Haitao spoke first: "Yes, that's right. You wouldn't believe it, the scene was absolutely spectacular!"
Quan Jiafei chimed in, "Yes, it was a loud bang, like setting off firecrackers!"
"Then, crash, it all collapsed!"
Tang Renhui concluded: "It's now a complete ruin!"
Are you guys performing a comedy routine here?
"What exactly happened?" Fu Chen pressed.
Liu Haitao, being the only one with some language skills, cleared his throat and began to speak.
Here's the thing.
During the few days that Fu Chen lay at home like a corpse, Peicai Middle School was operating normally.
That morning, the sun shone brightly, and birds sang sweetly amidst the fragrant flowers.
The students in Class 5 of Grade 11 are having a potion theory class in the classroom.
Ever since the Potions teacher learned that they had scored the highest in the entire grade on the exam, and helped them receive a school bonus, he dared not neglect these prodigies.
Standing on the podium, he spoke eloquently about how to process various magical potions.
Suddenly, a crisp snapping sound rang out.
The whole class fell silent.
The teacher stopped lecturing and looked up at the ceiling.
"It's okay, let's continue with the lesson."
That's what he said, but that cocky guy was preparing to leave the classroom as he spoke.
The voice just fell.
"Click-clack click-clack click-clack".
A series of crisp sounds, like firecrackers going off.
Then, dust started falling from the ceiling.
Then, the drywall fell off.
Then, the steel bars fell off.
And then.
"Boom!"
The entire school building collapsed.
Yes, it collapsed.
Not just one floor, not just one room, but the entire building.
From the first floor to the fifth floor, from the east side to the west side, it collapsed with a roar.
Smoke and dust billowed, obscuring the sky and the sun.
All the teachers and students, more than a thousand people, were inside.
Cough cough cough…
Coughing sounds came from the smoke and dust.
Then, one by one, people crawled out of the rubble.
Brush the dust off your clothes.
Touch your head.
Look around.
"Holy crap, the building collapsed?"
"It seems so."
"So what do we do?"
"I don't know, let's come out first and then we'll talk."
More than a thousand people crawled out of the ruins and stood neatly in the playground.
Apart from a few unlucky guys who got their heads smashed, everyone else was completely unharmed.
Fu Chen rubbed his head in response.
Is he still asleep?
Why am I having such strange dreams?
A building collapsed, but everyone inside was completely unharmed...
Is this fucking normal?
Snapped…
He tried to wake himself up by slapping his cheeks, but he was also afraid and worried that he would find out he hadn't won the 1.2 million yuan at all.
At this moment, Yao Zhiai gently patted Fu Chen's chest.
"You're not dreaming, really! I'll show you!"
Then a dragon claw hand…
The monkey steals peaches.
The brutal attack was aimed at that specific part of Fu Chen's body.
Ding!
It made a crisp, clear sound, much like a parry in a Soulslike game.
In contrast, Fu Chen was unharmed, while Yao Zhiai had a large bump on her hand.
"Absolutely, it feels like we're dreaming. How come we can't get through to Fu Chen?"
And it's such a crucial part...
Everyone fell silent.
How about we try someone else?
They looked at Zhang Jiahao.
Then the beating began.
Zhang Jiahao was in so much pain that he was about to faint, but he refused to speak.
After all, in his eyes, how could a genius like himself possibly react to the ordinary martial arts skills of these vulgar classmates?
Then he really did faint.
They only realized this after they contacted Liu Haitao.
I didn't dream.
It's because his mother, Fu Chen, is too powerful...
Fu Chen looked exasperated. The students got back to the main topic.
One person organizes one sentence.
Although the building collapsed, it collapsed very gently.
It wasn't the kind of collapse that suddenly crashed down and killed a whole bunch of people.
It's the kind of collapse that slowly tilts, slowly crumbles, and slowly falls to the ground.
The materials even scattered as soon as they touched them, which is why they weren't seriously injured.
It's as if they're all made of inferior materials.
Subsequent investigations confirmed this.
This teaching building was constructed using only substandard materials.
The cement grade was insufficient, the steel bars were as thin as chopsticks, and the bricks crumbled at the slightest touch.
Even more outrageous, the construction team read the blueprints backwards.
Holy crap.
Was Pei Choi Middle School originally a barrier?
No, it's a secret realm?
Are all those who come here going to be tested and assimilated?
That's the teaching building.
Some areas that should bear weight are not, while others are bearing weight in places that shouldn't.
The result is.
This building was a ticking time bomb from the very beginning.
It's already a miracle that it lasted until now before collapsing.
"so…"
Fu Chen's lips twitched upon hearing this: "Our school has been holding classes in a dilapidated building all along?"
What constitutes a dilapidated building?
"It's a dangerous room."
"Yes! We're having classes in a dilapidated building! I know that, I've known all along." Liu Haitao nodded.
"Wait, what did you say? You knew that house was a dangerous building all along?" Quan Jiafei asked.
"Yes, I know!" Liu Haitao nodded.
He said matter-of-factly, "That wall crumbles at the slightest touch, and the floor cracks with every step; who doesn't know that?"
I know you're still here?
Not telling everyone?
"Then why didn't you say?" Fu Chen asked.
Liu Haitao blinked: "What did you say?"
"They say the building is dangerous! They demand we change the classrooms!"
Liu Haitao thought for a moment and said, "Yes, that's right. We should ask the school to rebuild our teaching building and replace our classrooms!"
Fu Chen was completely speechless.
What kind of magical brain circuit is this?
Fu Chen: "So we don't have to go to class now?"
"Exciting!" Tang Renhui gave a thumbs up.
"That's great, good thing the school collapsed!"
"Thinking back to yesterday, it was like setting off firecrackers, it was really interesting."
The building collapsed, and you're treating it like setting off firecrackers?
More than a thousand people were almost buried, but they all crawled out unharmed and even thought it was quite fun.
Fu Chen was puzzled.
These students are so smart! They're all overjoyed to know they don't have to go to class.
"So now," Fu Chen asked, "what are the school's arrangements, and how long is the break?"
Liu Haitao said, "We'll have a week off to rebuild the teaching building."
"A week?" Fu Chen's eyes lit up.
"Yes! No classes for a week!"
Several people cheered in unison.
Fu Chen laughed along with her.
No classes for a week!
What kind of divine treatment is this?
Finally, I don't have to share a room with these useless classmates anymore. He really will become an idiot if I stay in the same room for too long!
"Cool!"
"Finally, I can lie down and relax!"
Several people cheered and jumped for joy in Fu Chen's living room, as if it were New Year's Day.
Fu Chen laughed along with her, laughing more happily than anyone else.
wrong…
Suddenly, his thoughts became different from those of others.
Others are thinking of just lying down.
What suddenly occurred to him was:
This week is a great opportunity for him to show his skills!
Normally, it's those incompetent teachers who teach the students, so the effect is negligible and completely useless.
Now that the school building has collapsed, the students' time is empty, and so is his.
So, could I use this time to give my classmates a good crash course?
A week is enough time for him to improve the grades of these idiots; at least he feels he has the ability to do so.
To enrich their knowledge.
In the next monthly exam, they did better, and he did worse.
Wouldn't the ranking naturally drop then?
We need to address the root cause of the problem. Relying on cheating every time is merely treating the symptoms, not the underlying issue.
This idea is perfect!
Thinking of this, Fu Chen's smile became even brighter.
"Family members."
He cleared his throat: "I have an idea."
Everyone looked at him.
"We can't waste this week."
Liu Haitao was taken aback: "Right, we can't waste this, we have to go have some fun!"
Fu Chen smiled slightly: "No, I need to give you extra lessons."
Liu Haitao: "Fine, you give us a crash course!"
Wait a minute…
What the hell?
Everyone looked at Liu Haitao.
The entire room fell silent.
A deathly silence.
Quan Jiafei's smile gradually froze: "Brother Chen, what did you say?"
"Tutoring."
Fu Chen repeated, "I'll give you extra lessons."
"Tutoring?!"
Chen Jiaxin's voice cracked: "You're giving us extra lessons during the holidays?"
"right."
Why?
Fu Chen said with a righteous expression, "Because I am your psychology representative, it is my responsibility to help everyone improve!"
Everyone fell silent.
You look at me, I look at you.
"Brother Chen."
Edwards asked cautiously, "You're here to be our teacher?"
"no."
Why did you decide to tutor us?
Fu Chen had already prepared his explanation:
"Think about it, although our class had the highest average score in the grade this time, your basic knowledge is still very poor."
If I don't catch up during this time, my score will definitely drop in the next monthly exam.
"Yes, it's bound to fall. So what if it falls?"
Liu Haitao said nonchalantly, "Anyway, we're already number one."
"yes."
The whole family chimed in, "Aren't we already number one?"
Fu Chen: "..."
These people really have no ambition.
But he does have it!
Even reversed ambition is still ambition!
"No way," Fu Chen said sternly, "As your student counselor, I'm saying I'll give you extra lessons!"
Everyone looked at each other.
"Alright, alright."
Fu Chen waved his hand: "Just tell me if you're coming or not."
Everyone fell silent.
After a long while, Liu Haitao gritted his teeth and said, "Come on! Brother Chen has been so good to us, we can't let him down!"
"Me too!"
"Me too!"
A group of people responded enthusiastically.
Fu Chen nodded in satisfaction.
They were indeed fools.
Who the hell would take a holiday to attend tutoring classes? Unless you're a top student.
But are these idiots actually geniuses?
It's chicken feathers.
However, although these idiots have problems with their brains, they are obedient.
This is enough.
"Alright," Fu Chen stood up, "Let's find a place to have classes starting tomorrow."
"Where do we go?" Chen Jiaxin asked.
Fu Chen thought for a moment.
The school collapsed, so we can't go.
The house is too small to fit fifty people.
We need to find a larger venue.
He suddenly remembered the 1.2 million.
Renting a classroom shouldn't cost too much, right? It's only for a week anyway.
"I'll handle this."
Fu Chen patted his chest.
"Wait for my notification tomorrow."
-...
Early the next morning.
Fu Chen went out fully armed, wearing a mask, sunglasses, and a hat.
He's going to do something big.
Claim your prize.
One million two hundred thousand! You have to go to the lottery center to collect it.
To avoid being recognized, he disguised himself as a robber.
The lottery center staff almost called the police when they saw him.
"Sir, what's wrong?"
Fu Chen lowered his voice: "Accept the award."
The staff member glanced at his attire, then at the lottery ticket, and his lips twitched.
"Sir, you don't need to do that. We protect the privacy of lottery winners."
Fu Chen shook his head: "Why didn't you say so earlier..."
Staff member: "..."
Three minutes later, the formalities were completed.
After paying the taxes, 960,000 yuan was deposited into my account.
Fu Chen looked at the balance on his phone and couldn't stop smiling.
After leaving the lottery center, he found an ATM and withdrew 50,000 yuan in cash.
I spent 30,000 yuan to rent a classroom and 20,000 yuan to buy proper textbooks and potion materials.
perfect.
The next step is to find a venue.
Fu Chen searched online and found that there was an abandoned theater nearby that was available for rent.
I called to ask, and they said it's 800 a day, 5600 a week.
you can!
Anything is worth it, no matter how expensive, as long as it can improve the performance of these geniuses!
He rushed over immediately to check the venue.
The theater isn't big; it can seat about seventy or eighty people, which is just enough.
There is also a dilapidated little stage that can be used as a lecture platform.
Fu Chen immediately decided to rent it for a week.
The owner was an old man who smiled as he took the money.
"Young man, what are you renting the theater for? For a performance?"
"no."
Fu Chen shook his head: "Go to class."
The boss was stunned: "Class? Here?"
"right."
"This lousy place?"
"right."
The boss was silent for three seconds, then gave a thumbs up: "Hahaha, why don't you just say you're renting it to have sex with your girlfriend?"
Fu Chen smiled but didn't say anything more.
With the venue secured, the next step is the teaching materials.
He went to a used bookstore and bought a whole bunch of books.
"Introduction to Practical Martial Arts", "Potion Making from Beginner to Expert", "Multiplication Table", "Three Hundred Tang Poems"...
Yes, they're all practical.
Holy crap, something's not right...
Their level of education should start from preschool education in kindergarten?
Then I went to the potion shop and bought a lot of materials.
Pure Spirit Grass, Blood Clotting Flower, Dragon Blood Grass, Phoenix Tail Flower...
There are also a few basic stone slabs.
Twenty thousand yuan, spent cleanly.
Fu Chen looked at the large and small bags in his hands and felt a pang of heartache.
But when he thought about how the money would lower his ranking, he felt it was worth it.
It's an investment.
You only get a return if you put in the effort.
in the afternoon.
Fu Chen sent a message in the class group.
[Fu Chen: Brothers, the venue is all set. Meet at Fuyunlai Theater at 8:00 AM tomorrow morning]
The group chat exploded.
[Liu Haitao: I know, we'll meet at the theater at 8 a.m. tomorrow. I know.]
[Family Fly: Brother Chen, did you rent the wrong place?]
[Chen Jiaxin: Can classes be held in the theater?]
Edwards: Will there be a performance? We can watch a play while we have class?
Fu Chen's lips twitched as he looked at the group's replies.
Fu Chen: No performances, just classes. Be on time tomorrow, latecomers...
He thought for a moment but couldn't come up with any threat.
This group of people are afraid of nothing.
Forget it, I won't threaten you anymore.
[Fu Chen: Anyone who's late will get a 100-hit slap on the head! I'll be personally supervising!]
This worked.
[Liu Haitao: Received!]
[Family Fly: Received!]
[Chen Jiaxin: Received!]
……
The next morning at eight o'clock.
Outside the theater, students who had arrived one after another had already filled the area.
Several tens of minutes later, Fu Chen arrived. He nodded in satisfaction and glanced at the package.
All present.
One does not fall.
It seems that striking someone on the head has a significant deterrent effect.
"Brother Chen!"
Liu Haitao ran over: "You're late! We have to hit your demon ball a hundred times!"
Fu Chen chuckled.
Of course he would say that; he's not exactly a punctual person himself.
But these hundred blows were not aimed at Fu Chen's head.
Instead, Fu Chen's head slammed into their hands.
"Go in."
Fu Chen pushed open the theater door.
It was pitch black inside, with only the stage lights on.
Rows of chairs were set up below the stage, with books and materials placed in front of them.
"Holy crap, this really does look like a classroom!"
"It's a bit eerie, I wonder if this place is haunted?"
"Sit down, everyone, and get ready for class."
A small group of people sat down.
Fu Chen walked onto the stage, looked at the fifty pairs of eyes below the stage, and suddenly felt a little annoyed.
Why should we waste our breath while they're dozing off down there?
This was his first time being a teacher.
Although it was a spur-of-the-moment decision, since we've started, we have to do it well.
"Family members."
He cleared his throat: "Starting today, I'll be giving you extra lessons."
"Fu Chen is giving us extra lessons," Liu Haitao raised his hand.
Family Fun: "What should we eat today?"
"Martial arts combat and potion theory."
Why are we making up for these two subjects?
"Because these two subjects are the most important."
Fu Chen said in a serious tone, "If you are good at practical skills, you can get high scores in exams."
"With a stronger potion, I can get high scores on exams too."
Everyone nodded, agreeing that it made sense.
Fu Chen continued, "And I happen to know a little bit about both of these subjects."
"Brother Chen, didn't you get a zero on the test?" Quan Jiafei raised his hand.
Fu Chen remained expressionless: "I did that on purpose, didn't you know that?"
Liu Haitao: "I know Fu Chen did it on purpose!"
Fu Chen: "In one week, I can improve your scores in all subjects by at least fifty points. As long as you listen attentively in class, can you believe in yourselves?"
Everyone fell silent.
Liu Haitao was the first to speak up: "I believe you! Brother Chen is so good to us, he definitely wouldn't want to harm us!"
"Yes!" Quan Jiafei echoed.
"I believe it too!" Chen Jiaxin raised her hand.
"I believe it too!"
"I believe it too!"
Looking at this group of people, Fu Chen felt a mix of emotions.
This group of people, despite their mental deficiencies, trust him unconditionally.
He was a little touched.
I also feel a little guilty.
After all, he helped them so that he could do even worse on his exam.
but……
On second thought, the result is the same.
They got better, and he did poorly on the test.
Win-win.
"Great!" Fu Chen slapped his thigh.
"Since you trust me, let's begin!"
He picked up a book and opened it to the first page.
"Today's first lesson is the foundation of martial arts combat—how to properly take a hit."
Everyone: "??????"
"Get beaten up?" Liu Haitao was stunned.
Why should we learn to take a beating?
Fu Chen explained, "In real martial arts combat, you can't avoid being hit forever."
Only by learning to take a beating can you better fight back.
"That makes sense!" Quan Jiafei nodded.
"Then how do you get beaten up?" Edwards asked.
Fu Chen thought for a moment and then stepped off the stage.
"Come on, Liu Haitao, hit me."
Liu Haitao was stunned: "I'll hit you?"
"right."
"Where to hit?"
"casual."
Liu Haitao hesitated for a moment, then punched Fu Chen in the shoulder.
boom.
Fu Chen remained completely still.
Liu Haitao clutched his hand, wincing in pain, "Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
Everyone was stunned.
"Brother Chen, are you alright?"
Fu Chen smiled slightly and pointed to his head.
"Because of my brain."
Everyone: "???"
"Is it Iron Head Kung Fu?" Chen Jiaxin asked in confusion.
"But isn't that for training the head? Can't you train the shoulders too?"
Fu Chen shook his head and sighed, taking off his clothes to reveal a thin layer of titanium alloy body armor, which left him completely unharmed.
He said, "What I mean is, use your brain. You don't fight with your brain. Do you really think you can just go in and fight?"
Everyone was filled with awe and respect.
"Brother Chen is awesome!"
Fu Chen waved his hand: "This can't be mastered in a day. First of all, this set of equipment costs thousands of dollars to customize. You should all order a set for this punch."
Getting back to the main point, protective gear is the second line of defense. The first line, of course, is to avoid attacks as much as possible. Today, let's learn the basics: how to protect vital areas when being attacked.
He picked up a cushion and held it in front of his chest.
"For example, when someone hits you, use your arms to protect your head and chest."
"For example, when someone kicks you, you can turn to the side and block it with your leg."
"For example, when someone uses a weapon..."
Fu Chen stopped abruptly halfway through his speech.
Because he saw what the people in the audience were doing.
Liu Haitao is fanning himself with a mat.
Quan Jiafei is scratching his butt with a mat.
Chen Jiaxin is using a crystal ball as a pillow.
Edwards is fighting with the person next to him.
The entire classroom was in chaos.
Fu Chen: "..."
He took a deep breath.
"Brothers!"
No one cares about him.
"Listen to me!"
Still, no one paid any attention to him.
Fu Chen suddenly laughed.
So this is what being a teacher is like – a thankless and exhausting job.
He jumped off the stage and walked up to Liu Haitao.
"What are you doing?"
Liu Haitao looked completely innocent: "Yeah, what was I doing?"
Fu Chen looked at Quan Jiafei.
Quan Jiafei scratched his head: "I need to poop..."
Then he looked at Chen Jiaxin.
Chen Jiaxin blinked, looking completely bewildered.
Then he looked at Edwards.
Edwards and Tang Renhui were wrestling with each other using a mat, their fight going on fiercely.
Just now, when I was chatting with Tang Renhui, Tang Renhui said that Fu Chen was his best brother.
Edwards disagreed.
He believed that Fu Chen was his best brother.
Then the two of them started fighting.
Fu Chen fell silent.
Are these people really here to attend class?
He suddenly remembered a sentence:
Play the piano on the cow.
It's not an insult, it's really like casting pearls before swine.
This group of people has a shorter attention span than a goldfish.
They're only enthusiastic for three minutes, and their attention wanders after two.
How should this lesson be taught?
Fu Chen fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, an idea struck him.
"Brothers! I have a suggestion!"
Everyone looked at him.
"Whoever learns the fastest will receive a 100 yuan reward!"
The entire room fell silent.
"I!"
"I!"
"I!"
A group of people raised their hands frantically.
Fu Chen's lips curled up in a smile.
We still need money to deal with this group.
"good!"
He pointed at Liu Haitao.
"You go first and do the movements I just taught you."
Liu Haitao immediately stood up and assumed a defensive stance in a very professional manner.
But that's not right.
If once doesn't work, try twice; if twice doesn't work, try ten times...
Although the movements weren't quite perfect, they were much better than before.
"good!"
Fu Chen received back one hundred yuan.
"But you're still a little short of receiving that 100 yuan reward. You're just one step away from withdrawing it today!!"
Liu Haitao smiled like a flower.
Then I tried it more than ten times.
Fu Chen nodded in satisfaction: "Yes, it's indeed become more precise. Now, you only need to be a tiny bit more precise in your actions, just a tiny fraction of a cent!"
Of course, Liu Haitao ultimately failed to win it.
"I believe you can do it, right?"
Everyone else's eyes turned red.
"Brother Chen! I'll do it!"
"Me too!"
"Me first!"
The next hour was the most fulfilling hour of Fu Chen's life.
Fifty people took turns performing.
Although the movements were varied and strange, everyone took it seriously.
As Fu Chen watched, he carefully recorded their progress bars.
"Keep going, you're almost there to claim your reward!"
"You're still 0.001 points short of the standard, keep it up!"
With the money in his hand, Fu Chen realized that he had already given away a lot of money by the end, a full zero yuan.
But the results are really good.
This group of people all learned basic defensive moves.
It was very awkward.
And they were a hundred times more attentive than in regular classes.
Fu Chen looked at the money in his hand and felt a pang of heartache.
After all, these guys were just 0.00001% off from getting their 100 yuan...
Even rounding down, it's still a significant loss.
If I didn't spend any money, does that mean I didn't pay the bill?
But seeing the progress these people have made, I feel that spending so much money was worthwhile.
It's an investment.
You only get a return if you put in the effort.
"Great!" He clapped his hands.
That concludes the morning classes. This afternoon, we'll learn about potion theory.
The crowd cheered.
It's not because I learned anything.
It's because there's money to be made.
Fu Chen figured it out.
But he doesn't care.
Anyway, he achieved his goal.