School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master-Chapter 1414 - 1500: Shards of Memory

After leaving the hospital, Chen Nan and Feng Xiaoguo went to school together.

Since Chen Nan had been unconscious for two days, and Feng Xiaoguo stayed at the hospital with him, neither of them had gone to school since enrollment.

They rushed into the teaching building and arrived at the classroom, only to find it empty.

"What’s going on? Where has everyone gone?" 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

As Feng Xiaoguo was muttering, Chen Nan found the schedule posted on the wall. Looking at the date, he immediately understood that this was an outdoor cultivation class—everyone was at the playground.

"My favorite cultivation class, it’s definitely going to be fun."

Feng Xiaoguo came over to see and, excitedly, grabbed Chen Nan’s hand and ran outside.

Upon arriving at the playground and finding their class’s location, Chen Nan excitedly shook off Feng Xiaoguo’s hand and ran over, having spotted Ye Yiyi.

"Brother Nan, you heartless guy, don’t you dare leave me." Feng Xiaoguo stomped his foot angrily and hurried after him.

At the moment, all the classmates were sitting cross-legged, gaining insight into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, cultivating their inner strength.

Chen Nan didn’t understand any of this. He ran over and saw a middle-aged teacher at the front. Grinning, he loudly shouted, "Report!"

The teacher was so startled that he jumped up.

The classmates, who were deeply focused on perceiving the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, were also startled awake by Chen Nan’s shout, rolling their eyes.

Ye Yiyi naturally saw Chen Nan as well, but as soon as their eyes met, Chen Nan immediately turned to her, grinning and winking. Ye Yiyi blushed and hurriedly lowered her head.

The middle-aged teacher was furious, his moustache bristling, eyebrows furrowed.

He was about to lose his temper, but Chen Nan quickly said, "Teacher, I am sincerely sorry; I just got out of the hospital, which made me late for class."

The teacher’s expression changed and he said, "Late for class even while reading books. What good are you for? You’ve been late this long, forget about participating in this class. Go stand in the front!"

"No problem, no problem."

Chen Nan nodded repeatedly with a smile, eyes wide open, admiring Ye Yiyi more and more.

"I never expected, never thought, that such a beautiful person exists in this world. Simply stunning." As Chen Nan looked on, he became more enthralled, not blinking for a long time.

Despite having a special feeling toward him, Ye Yiyi’s face turned red, her skin too thin. She timidly lowered her head, occasionally sneaking glances at Chen Nan.

The middle-aged teacher saw all of this and was almost bursting with anger.

Bastard, pure and simple! Late for class and then flirting while being punished to stand!

Angry, he pointed at Chen Nan, shouting, "I told you to stand there, what are you staring at!"

Chen Nan rubbed his nose and calmly smiled, "Teacher, your words are funny. My eyes aren’t blind, so why wouldn’t I look around? Besides, we are all new classmates; it’d be awkward not to recognize each other when meeting later."

"Impertinent! How dare you talk back!" The middle-aged teacher shouted angrily.

Chen Nan looked at him innocently, "Teacher, you misunderstood me; I wasn’t talking back. I just want to be a quiet, handsome guy."

"Alright, alright, alright! I dare you to talk back!"

The middle-aged teacher was angry; after repeating "alright" three times, he raised his hand to slap Chen Nan.

Chen Nan’s mind didn’t have time to react, but his consciousness was clear. It was almost an instinctual reaction; just as the slap was about to reach his cheek, he swiftly reached out and pinched the teacher’s wrist with two fingers, twisting it forcefully, causing the teacher to scream like a slaughtered pig.

"Let... let go of me."

The middle-aged teacher broke out in a cold sweat from pain, screaming repeatedly.

Chen Nan was astonished; he didn’t know why he reacted so quickly.

Considering the national standards, high school cultivation teachers must at least possess cultivation in the Qi Dao Realm!

And with a light pinch, did I just subdue a Qi Dao expert?

Chen Nan was extremely shocked; he felt a seemingly endless strength in his hand, slightly increasing pressure on the teacher, who screamed in agony and immediately knelt down, followed by a foul smell as he wet himself.

"Teacher, does it hurt?"

Chen Nan held his wrist, asking with puzzlement.

He was genuinely doubting his strength, but the teacher almost passed out from his words, thinking Chen Nan was deliberately humiliating him.

"Does it really hurt?"

Chen Nan scratched his head and asked once more.

The middle-aged teacher was almost driven mad, nodding his head like a chicken pecking rice, "It... it’s painful... it hurts like hell!"

Chen Nan sighed, "But I can’t feel any pain at all. Oh, by the way, what’s your name, Teacher?"

"I am Dong Dahai, Dong Dahai."

Dong Dahai was cursing Chen Nan bitterly in his heart, wishing he could kill him.

"So it’s Teacher Dong, such a renowned name."

Chen Nan cheerfully released his hand.

As a result, Dong Dahai, using too much force to struggle, lost his balance and fell flat on his back, angrily shouting, "Chen Nan!"

"Teacher, it’s not my fault."

Chen Nan looked at him innocently, not having intended to make Dong Dahai fall.

"You!"

Dong Dahai pointed at him, his finger trembling, too angry to speak.

Chen Nan looked at his hands, rubbing them, feeling this was beyond belief, "How did I suddenly get so strong, like being blessed by the heaven-sent dog?"

Dong Dahai gritted his teeth in anger; he would have loved to kick Chen Nan to death. Losing such face, he could no longer continue teaching. With a cold snort, he turned and left, "Use the rest of the time for self-study!"

When Dong Dahai left, the scene immediately erupted.

All the students looked at Chen Nan with eyes full of envy—a real genius at such a young age, defeating a teacher in the Qi Dao Realm!

Even Ye Yiyi’s eyes contained more curiosity than usual.

At this moment, Chen Nan’s mood was completely different from theirs. He stared at his hands, full of doubt—what caused him to possess such great strength?

As he was pondering, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his head, as fragmented images flashed through his Conscious Sea.

These seemed to be images of a young man holding the Golden Phoenix Wing Mace, standing on a warship, daunting the heroes.

"Ugh!"

Chen Nan couldn’t help but crouch down, holding his head.

"Brother Nan, what’s wrong?"

Feng Xiaoguo shouted anxiously, rushing over.

Ye Yiyi also stepped forward but stopped upon seeing Feng Xiaoguo, realizing she wasn’t very familiar with Chen Nan, only having met him once.