Naming Technique of the Night

The Martial Arts School occupies a large area within the campus, and it's located within a separate courtyard on the west side.

In the middle of the courtyard stood a ginkgo tree that had shed all its leaves after the last two Great Snows.

The Martial Arts School had been neglected for a long time.

Qing Chen was walking around inside, inspecting the place carefully. He discovered that it was immaculately cleaned, even the glass had been wiped.

If Li Ke had been busy since 6 a.m., by now it was only 9 a.m. For one person to clean the entire quad in three hours was simply a pipe dream.

It seemed that Li Ke had lied.

However, at this moment, the Mountain Chief, Li Liheng, unable to bear the incessant babble of Zhou Xingwen, the mathematics instructor, in the office, followed him to the Martial Arts School.

He looked around the Martial Arts School and said with some surprise, "That kid named Li Ke stayed here last night, he spent the whole night in the Martial Arts School. I was wondering what he was doing here; it turns out he was cleaning the courtyard."

Qing Chen was momentarily stunned. It turned out that Li Ke had lied, but he didn't want to seem as if he was trying to gain sympathy through his suffering.

Curious, he asked, "Mountain Chief, how long has it been since the Martial Arts School was last cleaned?"

"More than ten years," Mountain Chief Li Liheng said indifferently, "It's the age of technology now, and I don't think learning martial arts is of much use, so I haven't really paid attention to it." Your adventure continues at My Virtual Library Empire

Qing Chen shook his head, "Cultivation is about nurturing the spirit and vitality."

"Say what you will," Li Liheng said, "Sometimes even if you want to teach, the students may not want to learn. Kids these days can't stand hardship. At the slightest discomfort, they throw a tantrum. You try to discipline them, and their parents will cause a fuss. I could still handle it as their elder, but you, a foreigner, might not be able to withstand it. However, since you have taken over the Martial Arts School, teach well. What kind of students you can foster is entirely up to your own abilities."

Qing Chen said, "When I first arrived, I heard that the school had many rules, and I was quite relieved. But now it seems that's not quite the case."

Li Liheng was very angry upon hearing this, "Then you go ahead and teach, I'd like to see what you can make of it."

Having said that, Li Liheng left with his hands clasped behind his back, and Qing Chen was left pondering.

The Mountain Chief was reminding him that the students he was teaching were all children of prominent members of the Li Family, and it might not be easy to get a handle on them.

In years past, the school used to have canes for discipline, but now no one dared to use them anymore.

The status of an instructor at Li's School was indeed very high, but the parents weren't acting recklessly. They were fine with extra tutoring and additional classes on ordinary days, but when it came to physically disciplining their children, that was where the parents drew the line.

However, without discipline, the scions of the Li Family were truly indomitable.

One must understand that the scions of the Li Family were not like ordinary students. Having grown up in privileged households, some privately regarded not even instructors as worthy of respect.

Such scions could not be taught without discipline.

Furthermore, the mothers of some students from 20 years ago were Li Liheng's own sisters, and even Li Liheng had no means of dealing with them.

Thinking of this, Qing Chen called Li Changqing, and then broke a branch off the ginkgo tree.

And indeed, the old ginkgo tree's branches possessed flexibility not unlike a leather belt.

During the first class in the morning, the scions of the Li Family came cheerfully to attend 'physical education.'

They had heard that the PE classes in public schools were almost no different from free playtime—no need to study, no homework, with the freedom to move about.

However, as soon as they stepped into the Martial Arts School, they saw Qing Chen holding a branch, smiling amiably as he waited at the door.

For some reason, upon seeing him like this, the students shuddered and instinctively lined up properly on one side.

The school's bronze bell rang from deep within, yet after another minute passed, there were still four or five people who had not arrived at the Martial Arts School.

Li Tongyun quietly approached Qing Chen and said, "They went to the school gate to get snacks from the servants. Servants aren't allowed inside the school, so many students have them wait outside with snacks. They can go and have a little bit during each break. They're well-prepared."

Qing Chen raised an eyebrow. Was this what they call schooling? Were these Li Family scions here to study, or were they here to enjoy themselves?

Qing Yi, standing by, couldn't help laughing. He hadn't expected Qing Chen to face this kind of situation on his first day of teaching.

However, he understood; it wasn't just the Li Family, this was the case in schools of various conglomerates nowadays.

If there wasn't a highly respected instructor to keep both the students and their parents in line, then the school would surely be in chaos.

The Li Family had originally brought Li Liheng to oversee the new annex in hopes that he could control the situation.

The result was that Li Liheng, a bit too nice, hardly ever intervened in matters.

Qing Chen glanced at Qing Yi, then said to Li Ke, "You lead your classmates in waiting for me inside the Martial Arts School."@@novelbin@@

After speaking, he headed straight for the entrance. Seeing those five students were indeed enjoying pastries at the gate, with servants fetching boxes of snacks from carriages replete with a variety of treats.

Qing Chen strolled over with a smile, lifted his hand, and began to swat the bottoms of the five students with the branch.

The ginkgo branch made a crisp sound with each swing, causing the five students to wail and howl.

With advanced warming technology in the Inner World, the students were wearing only thin single layers even in the winter, so the branch's strikes were exceptionally painful.

As soon as Qing Chen made a move, the servants standing by the students became frantic, "What are you doing? How dare you hit our young masters and misses?"

Qing Chen sneered, "What's this? You dare to confront a teacher from the school? Not afraid of being buried in the garden as fertilizer? Now get lost, all of you. Tell your employers that from today onwards, all students coming to the new annex are not permitted to bring servants, no driving them here; they're to walk properly on their own! If you think I'm wrong to discipline the students, then come argue it yourself!"