Li Muyang is a kind person, he has never bullied others since he was a child.
In his memory, he has never done such a thing even once.
Moreover, he has always been bullied by others, how much contribution has he made to alleviating the juvenile delinquency of the kingdom?
If those energetic and impulsive youngsters did not bully him every day to vent their anger, they would most likely do even more extreme and terrible things to others.
Therefore, Li Muyang could not help but think of a question — — A man like an angel, how could he be struck by lightning?
Li Muyang has always been brooding over the matter of being struck by lightning, a strong sense of inferiority was born from the depths of his bones.
Think about it, Haotian had just sent you to this world, then regretted it and wanted to strike you back, anyone would feel insulted, right?
It was precisely because he was struck by lightning that Li Muyang's body was not good since he was born.
Other people's children grow up soaked in a honey jar, but Li Muyang grew up soaked in a medicine jar.
From the time he could remember, there would often be a Lao Dao cultivator coming to his house.
He had been wearing a dirty Daoist robe for many years, and his sleeves were so greasy that it looked like there was a roasted chicken hidden inside. Every time he came, he would carry a large bag of herbs, burrow into the kitchen, and then force Li Muyang to drink a bowl of medicine that was more disgusting than his sleeves.
At first, Li Muyang refused, but the Lao Dao cultivator did not force him. With a snap of his fingers, Li Muyang stupidly took the bowl of medicine and drank it — —
Li Muyang always felt that doing such a thing was very unpleasant, but because he was young and ignorant, he could not find the right words to describe the feeling at that time.
Later, he inadvertently discovered a word that made him feel numb all over: cheap!
When Li Muyang was eleven years old, Lao Dao patted him all over and then said to Li Muyang's parents with a face full of relief, "Lao Dao didn't disappoint you and saved the young master's life. It was already a miracle that the weak body of a mortal could withstand the Heavenly Lightning. The young master was blessed and had a great life. His future riches and honor were indescribable. Although his life was saved, the quality of his body is still very different from ordinary people. It's impossible for him to practice martial arts and sword, and his head — — "
"Brain damage?" Li Muyang's father, Li Yan, asked anxiously.
"Not really." Lao Dao shook his head and said, motioning Li Yan not to panic. "It's just because of the lightning strike, his brain received a huge impact, he may become a little stupid — — Perhaps as he grows older, young master's good fortune will fill the heavens and he may recover day by day."
"Then it's still brain damage." Li Yan's face was ashen. "Master, can't you think of another way? This child's life is hard, he encountered so many tribulations since he was born — — Can you help him? Stay in Jiangnan for a few more years, I promise every day there's good wine and meat — — No, no, no, we promise you'll live comfortably. Is that okay? "
"I'll do my best and leave the rest to fate." Lao Dao smiled and refused. "Lao Dao will face a calamity soon, I need to make some preparations. We'll meet again someday. "
After Lao Dao left, Li Muyang missed him very much.
Because he was the only one who called a bakery owner's child 'young master'. Li Muyang liked this nickname very much. Unfortunately, no one called him that anymore.
More people called him 'little charcoal'.
If you do anything for three years, you can become an expert in this field. Li Muyang has been taking traditional Chinese medicine for more than ten years, so it was easy for him to smell all kinds of stimulating traditional Chinese medicine from Zhang Chen's fart — —
"Public morals are deteriorating day by day, people's morals are not what they used to be. Zhang Chen, I didn't think you would use such a vicious method to retaliate against me — -Every time you take the initiative to bully me, can you blame me for what happened at the lake? You ran over to hit me, I just blocked for a bit and you flew out — — Can you blame me? "
Li Muyang couldn't continue, because he noticed Zhang Chen was crying.
He was really crying, teardrops were dripping down, as if someone had dragged him out and humiliated him thousands of times.
Li Muyang was taken aback, he asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
"Don't say it — —" Zhang Chen wiped his tears and said: "I beg you, don't say it — —"
Li Muyang's face was full of vigilance as he said: "You're not deliberately playing the pity card, are you?"
"Li Muyang — —" Zhang Chen clutched his stomach, unable to straighten his body. "You can't bully people to death like that."
Li Muyang scanned the surroundings and saw that everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them.
Li Muyang panicked and hurriedly explained: "Everyone saw it, he bullied me first, I didn't do anything — —"
"You said there was poison in Zhang Chen's fart." Someone said, feeling wronged.
At this moment, many people began to sympathize with Zhang Chen.
Although they usually don't like Zhang Chen, they feel that Zhang Chen always likes to be in the limelight and often bullies the students in the class.
However, they have seen people humiliating people, but they have never seen someone humiliate people to such an extent.
"His fart does have the smell of Wulingzhi, if you don't believe me you can smell it." Li Muyang said with a serious face. He is a serious person, serious when he sleeps and serious when he explains. "He didn't look for anyone else, he just stood by my side and refused to leave — — is it not because he wants to take revenge on me for embarrassing him last time?"
“----”
Zhang Chen felt like he was once again stabbed with a knife.
Dang — —
The bell for class rang.
Imperial history teacher Zhao Mingzhu stepped into the classroom as the bell rang. As she stood on the platform preparing to start class, she noticed her beloved disciple Zhang Chen standing beside Li Muyang with tears streaming down his face. She couldn't help but get angry and yelled: "Li Muyang, what did you do this time?"
Li Muyang saw that Zhao Mingzhu was angry at him and confirmed his guess. He stared coldly at Zhang Chen and said: "I knew you were deliberately playing the pity card — —"
“----”
Li Muyang lifted his head and looked straight into Zhao Mingzhu's eyes and said aloud: "Miss Zhao, I didn't do anything."
Zhao Mingzhu was even more furious. In her ten years of teaching, she had never seen such a stupid and unmotivated student like Li Muyang.
She scurried in front of Li Muyang, slapped his desk and screamed: "Li Muyang, do you think I'm an idiot? You didn't do anything and Zhang Chen became like this? Zhang Chen would stand in front of you and cry like this? Can't you have some IQ? Can't you imagine us to have some IQ? "
"Teacher, I really didn't do anything." Li Muyang said with a wry smile: "Zhang Chen rushed in front of me, slapped my desk and called me despicable — —"
"That means you really are despicable." Zhao Mingzhu forcibly interrupted Li Muyang's explanation and said: "What kind of person are you, do you think I don't know? The first time I saw you, I already knew you were a sticky candy — — "
Zhao Mingzhu is a famous teacher in Jiangnan, she transferred to Fuxing Secondary to teach Imperial history in the third year, in order to help these students who already have one foot in higher education to add some firewood to the fire so that they can achieve better results.
What she did not expect was that on the first day she transferred to this school, a very unpleasant thing happened. Someone dared to sleep in her class.
This was extremely disrespectful to her, an extreme contempt and provocation towards her.
Zhao Mingzhu flew into a rage, shouted a few times but did not receive any response, grabbed the eraser and knocked on the desk for the entire class, until the eraser fell apart — —
Zhao Mingzhu asked Li Muyang if he could not sleep in her class, she did not expect Li Muyang to shake his head and say 'no'.
Since then, she has become more and more displeased with this student. As long as she has the opportunity, she would ridicule him a few times, making him a typical example of a bad student. Even the word 'pig' was first shouted out from her mouth.
However, no matter how she insulted and attacked Li Muyang, Li Muyang just giggled a few times and then fell asleep again.
"Miss Zhao, I think you have some misunderstanding towards me, you don't know the situation at the time — —"
"Misunderstanding?" Zhao Mingzhu sneered again and again. She turned around and looked at the students behind her and asked: "Did I misunderstand Li Muyang?"
No one dared to answer.
Everyone could see that Zhao Mingzhu wanted to hold onto Li Muyang, who would be willing to stand up and speak up for Li Muyang at this time and offend this female devil?
"Li Muyang, do you know who the founding emperor of our West Wind Kingdom is? Do you know when the 'rule of the new moon' that affected the entire continent began? Do you know which two sages are 'civil and martial'? "
"Li Muyang, you don't know anything — all you do all day is eat and sleep and eat — — I find it strange, your parents gave you money to come to school to sleep? If you like to sleep so much, you might as well go back and have a good sleep — — no one will disturb you and you won't waste your parents' hard-earned money — — "
"Miss Zhao — —"
"Get out."
"Teacher — —"
"Get out."
"Teacher, you're wrong." A clear and gentle voice suddenly sounded in the solemn atmosphere of the classroom.
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