Zhang Xiang, who looked to be about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, was covered in sweat.
The white shirt was slightly yellowed, the suit trousers were wrinkled with clear lines, and even the leather shoes on his feet were peeling.
Zhang Xiang, with his long hair, is nominally a teacher, but his appearance is really not flattering; he looks like a scoundrel.
The key issue is his pointed mouth and monkey-like face.
But so what?
They may not have a good appearance, but they're lucky!
Zhang Xiang, whose father was a retired teacher, took over his father's class at the young age of sixteen. He only had a junior high school diploma, but because of some connections, he became a junior high school teacher directly.
However, these are all things that everyone can see. As for what is invisible, there are many more.
But Zhang Xiang's proudest achievement in his life was being the teacher of the future Miao King for a year, and he boasted about it almost everywhere he went.
Although he wasn't there during last year's drum festival, he heard a lot from people who had been there.
Afterwards, Zhang Xiang went to Que Dong Village to look for Mu Achen, but unfortunately, the Miao people ignored him completely.
A few days ago, he heard that the future Miao king had mobilized elite Miao people into the county town, so he tried to go to the hotel to find his student. He even brought his camera, wanting to take a few photos with Mu Achen.
Then the photos were developed, framed, and placed in the main hall of his house.
In his view, such group photos are like the imperial sword of antiquity.
Because of his boasting, and the fact that he had indeed been Mu Achen's teacher, Zhang Xiang's status also rose dramatically after Mu Achen became the future Miao King of Miao Jiang.
Now, wherever Zhang Xiang goes, everyone respectfully calls him: Teacher Zhang!
Even the county bureau treated Zhang Xiangyuan much more politely than before.
The principal of the county's No. 1 High School took extra care of him, which made it easier for him to do other things.
Just now, some Miao people came to him, saying that the future Miao king wanted to see him.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiang could no longer sit still. After confirming that this was not a dream, he immediately rummaged through his belongings to find what he considered to be his most presentable suit and leather shoes, and came over with the camera that the school had given him.
Sure enough, the moment he entered the restaurant and saw Mu Achen, he paused for a moment, then opened his camera to take a picture.
What are you doing?
A Miao man beside him shouted and drew his Miao knife, holding it directly to Zhang Xiang's neck.
"Put the camera down!"
Among the elite Miao people, who doesn't know that Mu Achen dislikes taking photos?
Besides, is it acceptable to take pictures of Achen without his permission?
"You dare to be so insolent and even lay a knife on me. Do you know who I am? I am the teacher of your future Miao King."
Zhang Xiang was not afraid at all; instead, he turned around and shouted at the Miao people.
The Miao man's face darkened, and he was about to cut off his manhood when, fortunately, Amo spoke up and stopped him.
"Step back."
The Miao man sheathed his knife, offered a gift, and then stepped aside in one swift motion.
This scene made Zhang feel that his status among the Miao people was getting higher and higher.
So when he saw Amo, he had other thoughts because of her stunning beauty, and a filthy look flashed in his eyes.
"Tang Mo? Haha, you're getting more and more beautiful!"
Amo graduated from No. 1 High School, so Zhang Xiang naturally knew her.
He stepped forward, laughing, and was about to shake hands with Amo.
Unexpectedly--
Before he could even get close to Amo, Tang Abao's dark eyes flashed with a cold light, and he quickly stepped forward, his Miao knife at his waist instantly pressed against Zhang Xiang's neck.
Clearly, Ah Bao had seen the look in Zhang Xiang's eyes a moment ago, otherwise he wouldn't have been so angry.
But Zhang Xiang didn't seem to realize that he was in big trouble, and he even yelled at A Bao.
“You are truly insolent. I have already announced that I am the teacher of your future Miao King, yet you still dare to be so rude.”
Ah Bao glanced at Ah Chen, who was drinking rice wine and eating cold dishes, and when he saw Ah Chen nod, he slapped Zhang Xiang on the forehead with the hilt of a knife.
ah--
A scream rang out!
The people in the store were shocked.
These people were surprised not only because Zhang Xiang had hit them for their frivolity, but also because of the name Zhang Xiang called out.
Tang Mo!
This seems to be the name of the current holy woman of the Miao region!
All of these people's eyes were fixed on Amo's stunningly beautiful apricot-shaped face.
Then, their shocked gazes shifted to the young Miao boy next to Amo.
Because they had all just seen the young Miao man leading the saintess in.
Who is this Holy Maiden? Among men, besides the future Miao King, who else would dare to touch her?
In that instant, it was as if a landmine had exploded in the minds of everyone in the store.
Zhang Xiang, clutching his forehead which had been swollen from being hit, was about to yell at Tang Abao when he saw Mu Achen smiling at him from the side.
"Mu Chen! How can you still be so ignorant? You're going to be the future Miao King, and you still don't care about your people. How did I teach you before?" Zhang Xiang scolded Mu Chen.
The man with the crooked mouth by the wall, who had been stunned when his older brother called out the name "Tang Mo" earlier, almost suffocated at this moment when he heard "Mu Chen".
After all, what he said to Mu Achen before could be fatal.
but--
Mu Achen, who already harbored resentment, could no longer tolerate these words.
He slowly got up, stepped forward, and slapped Zhang Xiang hard across the face.
*Smack!*
"Who do you think you are, daring to lecture me!"
Zhang Xiang was dumbfounded. He covered his aching face and stared blankly at Mu Achen, who had a murderous look on his face.
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