Chapter 27： salary

Amid the intense applause, many students began to chat in low voices.

"This new teacher is really awesome. I can only see the afterimage, but I can't react at all."

"Indeed, there is a reason for being expensive. Although I don't understand it, I just think that Mr. Chen is awesome. He deserves to be from the Manshen Sword Museum, which ranks first in swordsmanship in East Lake City."

"That's right, it's just different who can be on the leaderboard. It would be great when I become so strong."

"Hehe, think too much, you can only realize it if you go to your dreams."

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"Jiaqi, Teacher Chen is so young. I don't think we are older than us."

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

"I... Meiling, Mrs. Chen is very handsome. I'll teach you how to do it later. What should I do..."

…

Behind a tall male student.

The bragging boy used the shoulders of his classmates in front to cover Chen Yiming's sight.

At this moment, his face was pale, his whole body was stiff, and he was trembling slightly, trying to recall the scene a month ago.

At the end of the exchange competition that day, he and a few classmates sat on the roadside bragging and farting, and saw Chen Yiming who had just passed the test.

When he said something impulsive, Chen Yiming and Liu Qingqing would be beaten up if they didn't make three moves.

"When I spoke, he had already disappeared at the end of the street on a bicycle. The street was so noisy, so far away, it was impossible to hear him."

The bragging boy recalled little by little and was relieved after confirming that Chen Yiming could not have heard what he said at that time.

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

He's just an ordinary high school student, and he's fine with talking guns behind his back, but he doesn't dare to belittle others in front of a martial arts student.

The applause lasted for nearly a minute before slowly stopping.

Chen Yiming coughed and relieved a little embarrassment. Then, following the procedures of the martial arts training class, he announced that it was the students' turn to practice freely, and he was responsible for helping to correct mistakes.

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed the gazes of several young female students, it was a heat wave with flames.

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

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

The students quickly formed a team consciously, and began to draw gourds in the same way, practicing the jabs and slashes in the basic sword moves.

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

Most of these students were only limited in their ability to master the basic sword moves.

Except for a few people who have the slightest hope of joining the martial arts hall, the upper limit of talent for the others is very low, and even the standard of basic swordsmanship is far behind.

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

He shook his head, throwing away the messy thoughts.

These female students were not his type at all. They were all too young. He was the man who rejected Shen Jia's invitation several times.

Nothing is more important than accumulating skill points.

When he walked past the bragging boy, the stiff body and the poor swordsmanship made him completely at a loss as to where to start teaching him. He pointed out a few mistakes at will, and then walked to the next student.

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

Two hours passed quickly.

The students were very satisfied with Chen Yiming's guidance, the only thing they were not satisfied with was that time passed too fast.

Chen Yiming is blessed with a level 1 swordsmanship talent, and he can easily learn the level of mantra swordsmanship, not to mention basic swordsmanship.

He can see the mistakes of the students at a glance, and demonstrate the correct actions with his hands, which is much better than other teachers.

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

This was given to him by Xie Xuejiao, and it contained a month's basic salary and commission paid to him in advance by the Libei Martial Arts Training Center.

The basic salary is 30,000 yuan per month, and the tuition fees are divided between 50 and 50 yuan, for a total of 180,000 yuan.

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

Now, the money to buy a house may still need to be saved, but the monthly rent is more than enough.

In addition, black pork can also be eaten with an open stomach, which is completely affordable.

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Back home.

The family hadn't slept and were still waiting for him.

"Dad, Mom, you see, this is the salary advanced to me in advance."

Chen Yiming put the stuffed envelope on the table.

The envelope was specially made, a few sizes larger than the usual ones, but it was still full, making it very comfortable to look at.

"How much is this!"

As Chen Ma asked, she tore the seal and took the money out of the envelope.

"180,000, you will always believe it. I said earlier that I can now make money by force."

Chen Yiming patted his chest and said confidently.

"Hey, you lousy old woman, why did you tore the seal to pieces, and let Yiming take it to the bank for deposit tomorrow."

Dad Chen next to him saw that Mama Chen tore the envelope directly, so he couldn't help but speak out.

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

Mother Chen also realized that something was wrong, so she set off to find glue.

"Mom, it doesn't matter, just tear it up. I'll just put it in my pocket tomorrow. Who would dare to rob me of the money directly? This amount of money is just too much for ordinary people. I only earn a month's salary."

Chen Yiming quickly stopped Mother Chen and persuaded her.

When Mother Chen heard the words, she felt relieved, turned around and glared at Dad Chen:

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

"Why, you heard it wrong, I'll find a cloth bag to pack it, and it's easier to hold it with Yiming."

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

This is the way of getting along between middle-aged couples, and Chen Yiming did not participate in it.

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

Chen Yiming took out a small wad of money directly from the table without counting how many, and put it into the hands of Chen Yingying, who was sitting quietly beside him.

"Brother, why did you give me so much money at once, I don't have that much place to spend it."

Chen Yingying said softly.

She has always been a good child with excellent academic performance. She doesn't compare herself with others. The clothes and shoes are all bought by Chen's mother, so there is no place to spend money.

"Be obedient, what my brother gave you, you just keep it."

Chen Yiming's tone was tough, and he directly put it on her and couldn't refuse.

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

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

Chen Yingying still answered softly, and then trotted all the way upstairs back to her room.