Waste is just the threshold to my meeting.

Chapter 43 So, defecation

Pain is normal.

Everyone is in pain.

However, this word is now being embodied in the martial arts teacher, Lai Shi.

Martial artists are very powerful, able to control the spiritual energy that is generated within their bodies. For them, this is nothing short of a magical power and substance that accelerates body repair and acts as a protective force.

And the martial artists are not very powerful.

When faced with certain events, or unexpected changes that allow them to temporarily forget everything, including all their defenses and protective measures, they are at a loss for what to do.

Lai was taken to the medical ward.

Lai Shi, who had been given a sedative, didn't realize it until the nurses and doctors in the medical ward reminded her.

I have already missed the best time for treatment.

He was clearly able to react quickly when his Supreme Bone and Demon Orb were being fiercely attacked, to protect his body with spiritual power, and then to repair himself.

If you quickly take some restorative and healing potions, you won't have to be in such a sorry state when you get to the infirmary.

Fu Chen, whose cultivation and strength had been sealed, was honestly not that powerful yet, especially after expending so much energy doing planks...

This will prevent Lai Shi from having a happy second half of his life.

However, people tend to panic when faced with unexpected events they've never experienced before. Although he was over fifty and considered a second-tier martial artist, in some ways...

In front of Fu Chen, his mind was even more childlike and foolish.

So it might be a bit tricky right now.

After being transferred twice, Lai Shi was taken directly to the Third People's Hospital of Lanshan City.

Simply put, it's close to Pui Choi Middle School.

When Lai was taken away, it was unclear whether it was a hallucination or a real event.

A faint, melodious Shadong accent could be heard on the playground.

"Then Teacher Lai is really lucky. He doesn't have to teach anymore and can finally rest."

Wang Dong's words angered Fu Chen.

He should be the one enjoying the good life, how come it's Lai Shi's turn?

Things rarely go as planned, but this happened repeatedly, which puzzled him.

He was thinking about whether he had gone too far, bullying the other person's younger brother to the point where he couldn't even speak, let alone provoke him.

With his injuries so severe, he had no time to blame him...

"Sigh, I still went too far..."

After all that, the students covered their own private parts, empathized with the situation, and then acted as if nothing had happened, going off to do their own thing.

Lai Shi has "run away," and these guys can play billiards or basketball whenever they want.

They were in groups, some even playing cards under the shade of trees.

Only Fu Chen looked annoyed.

Just a few minutes ago, he was worried that he might have hit too hard.

Now I'm worried that I didn't hit hard enough.

What if Lai Shi is completely unharmed and people don't hold it against him?

pat.

Yao Zhiai patted Fu Chen, gesturing for him to sit closer.

Then she sat down on the steps where Fu Chen had been sitting. Since Fu Chen's pants had already wiped the steps clean, she wouldn't get her pants dirty again.

As Yao Zhiai sat down, many classmates came to their senses and gathered around her.

Zhang Jiahao put on a hood and a mask.

"This is a good thing," he silently acknowledged.

Everyone was somewhat surprised.

"Aren't you a local?"

After saying this, he glanced at Wang Dong, who had "high emotional intelligence."

Zhang Jiahao sat on the pool table. Being short and stocky, his feet were about 60 centimeters off the ground when he sat down. He comically clasped his hands together, thanking Lai Shi for his good fortune.

"Isn't this something to be happy about? Of course, I'm saying this entirely for Professor Lai Shi's sake."

Fortunately, he was only injured by Fu Chen. If he had continued to dominate like this, every student in our class would have been defeated and none of them would have been able to beat him. If he had been injured, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Yang Mike bought a bag of Nabodi wafer biscuits at the convenience store. He didn't like eating the biscuits, but he liked them because they were covered in English, which made them seem fancy. However, he didn't know that they were actually an Indonesian brand.

As soon as he opened it, the swarm of locusts in the classroom buzzed and hovered around him, quickly dispersing into the air. He seized the opportunity to ask Zhang Jiahao:

"This is obviously a regrettable thing, dear Mrs. Lai Shi. I will pray to the merciful and great Lord that you will overcome this difficulty."

Kejiahao Zhang, what did you mean by what you just said? Why did you say that if all the other students in the class lost to Mrs. Lai, the consequences would be unimaginable?

The most important thing in crosstalk is the back-and-forth singing.

Zhang Jiahao didn't like Yang Mike, this fake foreigner, during his first few days at school, but Yang Mike's current role as a straight man was exactly what he wanted.

He turned to the side, and the afternoon sunlight, filtering through the layers of leaves above the tree, fell on Zhang Jiahao's cheek, creating a sense of depth.

His sorrowful and aloof tone said, "If all the other students lose to Teacher Lai, then it means they will meet me..."

"If they met me, the outcome probably wouldn't be so pleasant."

"Then... Professor Lai Shi..."

"But you'll die!"

The entire audience fell silent.

then.

Hahahahahaha!

Hahahahahahahahahaha!

It's a hilarious campus comedy.

Your smile was deafening; students from all the other classes on the playground turned to look.

Do you really think everyone in Class 5 of Grade 1 is an idiot?

What's the use of just talking? Let's see how things go, buddy.

Fu Chen claims to have a system, and now he's beaten Lai Shi, that sales-addicted teacher. Regardless of his tricks, he still won, which means he does have a system.

However, Zhang Jiahao only showed off and talked big once or twice without doing anything of substance.

Gradually, people stopped believing him.

They naturally laughed at it.

How could someone with the name Zhang Jiahao possibly stoop to the level of an ant?

He was completely unaffected.

"hehe."

"If offending the strong is one of your few pleasures... then defecate."

"Defecation?"

Defecation?

Upon hearing those two words, Quan Jiafei felt as if his stomach was churning, and he felt like he was about to burst, but he still tried his best to hold back.

"Defecation?"

Someone in the crowd seized upon a particular word.

"Yes, please go ahead."

Fu Chen pondered and corrected Zhang Jiahao's typo.

"Please go ahead?"

I was already feeling pressured just from taking a bowel movement, and now this invitation to use the toilet is so formal and polite. I feel bad refusing.

It's not that he's embarrassed; to put it simply, he couldn't hold it in any longer, he just couldn't hold it in anymore. He seems to be very sensitive to the word "convenience."

So I quickly went to the convenience store, bought two packs of Spicy Prince bread and Panpan bread, and ran to the playground toilet to enjoy my afternoon tea.