Amid the dense applause, many students started to talk in a low voice.

"This new teacher is so awesome. I can only see the afterimage and can't react at all."

"Indeed, there are reasons for being expensive. Although I don't understand it, I just think that Teacher Chen is awesome and deserves to be from the Mantis Snake Sword Museum, which ranks first in Donghu City's swordsmanship."

"Yes, it's different for the fierce people who can make it on the rankings. It would be great if I became so strong."

"Haha, if you think too much, it will be possible to realize it if you go to YY in your dream."

...

"Jiaqi, Teacher Chen is so young. I feel that I can't be a few years old."

"Jiaqi...hello! What's wrong with you?"

"I... Meiling, Teacher Chen is so pretty. I will teach you step by step later. What should I do..."

...

Behind a tall male student.

The bragging boy covered Chen Yiming's vision by using the shoulders of his classmates in front.

His face turned pale at this time, his whole body was stiff and trembling slightly, and he tried hard to recall the scene a month ago.

The exchange competition ended that day. He and a few classmates sat on the side of the road and bragged and spanked. He saw Chen Yiming who had just passed the test.

He spoke impulsively, and Chen Yiming and Liu Qingqing would be beaten to death if they didn't use three moves to compete with each other.

"When I spoke, he had already disappeared from the end of the street by bike. The street was so noisy and so far away that it was impossible to hear it."

The bragging boy recalled little by little and confirmed that Chen Yiming could not have heard what he said at that time, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Who would have thought that in just one month, a student who had just joined the martial arts school could now become a teacher in the swordsmanship class.

He is just an ordinary high school student, and he can speak out behind his back, but he dare not belittle others in front of a martial arts student.

The applause lasted for nearly a minute before slowly stopping.

Chen Yiming coughed, relieved some embarrassment, and then followed the process of the martial arts school practice class and announced that it was the student's turn to practice freely, and he was responsible for helping correct the mistakes.

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed the eyes of several young female students, which were heat waves with flames.

In the seriousness that the teacher should have, he pretended not to see it.

Inadvertently, Xie Xuejiao left quietly, leaving the venue completely to Chen Yiming.

The students quickly consciously organized themselves and began to practice the stabbing and slashing in the basic sword moves.

Chen Yiming walked back and forth in the team, correcting students' wrong actions from time to time.

Most of these students are limited in their level than their original body back then, and their mastery of basic sword moves is also unsightly.

Except for a few people who have a glimmer of hope to join the martial arts school, the talent limit for others is very low, and even the standard for basic sword moves is far behind.

When Chen Yiming corrected a female student named Lin Jiaqi's sword-holding posture, the female student always turned her head and didn't dare to look at him. He couldn't help but think of a star in his previous life who was also called Teacher Chen.

He shook his head and threw away the messy thoughts.

These female students are not his food at all. They are too young, so he has rejected Shen Jia's invitation several times.

There is nothing more important than accumulating skill points.

When he walked past the bragging boy, his stiff body and poor swordsmanship made him start from nowhere, and he pointed out a few mistakes at will, and then he went to the next student.

The bragging boy suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and was glad that he didn't hear it.

Two hours passed quickly.

The students were very satisfied with Chen Yiming's guidance, but the only thing they were dissatisfied was that time flies too fast.

Chen Yiming has the blessing of level 1 sword technique, and can easily learn martial arts of the level of Mantis Snake Sword Technique, let alone basic sword moves.

He could see the students' mistakes at a glance and demonstrated the correct movements step by step, which was much more eye-catching than other teachers.

When leaving the Libe Martial Arts Training Center, Chen Yiming held a thick envelope in his hand.

This is what Xie Xuejiao gave to him, and it contains the one-month basic salary and commission paid to him by the Libe Martial Arts Training Center in advance.

The basic salary is 30,000 yuan per month, and the class hours are 55,500 yuan per share, totaling 180,000 yuan.

Chen Yiming swears that he has never received so much salary in his two lives.

Now, you may still need to save money for buying a house, but the money for renting a house every month is more than enough.

In addition, black pork can be eaten with your stomach open, which can fully afford the expenses.

...

Back home.

The family didn't sleep and was still waiting for him.

"Dad, mom, look, this is the salary I paid in advance."

Chen Yiming placed the stuffed envelope on the table.

The envelope is specially made, a few sizes larger than the average one, but it is still full of stuffing, making people feel comfortable to watch.

"How much is this!"

Chen's mother asked, tear open the seal and took the money out of the envelope.

"I believe it now. I have said that I can make money by force now."

Chen Yiming patted his chest and said confidently.

"Hey, you old woman, why did you tear the seal away? I'll have to let Yiming take it to the bank to deposit it in the bank tomorrow."

When Chen’s father next to him saw that Chen’s mother had torn the envelope, he couldn’t help but speak out.

"Yes, we don't dare to take it out of the door so much money. I'll find glue to glue it."

Chen's mother also realized that it was inappropriate and wanted to leave for glue.

"Mom, it's okay. I'll tear it up. I'll put it in my pocket tomorrow. Who would dare to grab my money directly? This amount of money is more for ordinary people. I'll just earn a salary a month."

Chen Yiming quickly stopped Chen's mother and persuaded him.

When Chen's mother heard this, she felt relieved and turned around and glared at Chen's father:

"Old man, what did you call me just now, say it again."

"No, you heard it wrong. I'll find a cloth bag to put it in. Yiming will take it with you."

Dad Chen found an excuse to get over, got up and ran towards the utility room.

This is the way for middle-aged couples to get along, and Chen Yiming did not participate.

"Yingying, put it away yourself and buy whatever you want."

Chen Yiming took out a small stack of money from the table, but didn't count how many pieces it was, and stuffed them into Chen Yingying, who was sitting quietly next to her.

"Brother, why do you give me so much money at once? I don't have so much money to use."

Chen Yingying said softly.

She has always been a good child with both good character and academic performance. She doesn't compete with others. She bought clothes and shoes by Chen Ma for help, and there is no place to spend money.

"Obe obedient, you just keep what you gave to you."

Chen Yiming spoke in a tough tone and directly sent it to her without any rejection.

He is not the ignorant little brat in his original body. If he has the ability, he will naturally leave the best to his family, let alone the only sister.

"Oh, then I'll find a place to hide it."

Chen Yingying still answered softly, then trotted upstairs and returned to her room.
Chapter completed!