Why did you provoke that old man? He's a reincarnation of a deity!

Xiao Nian frowned, got up and pushed open the dormitory door, and saw someone about to crash into the artificial hill outside.

Not far from the gate is the college's artificial hill, and a crooked tree grows by the lake.

Under the willow tree, a chubby figure was hugging the trunk, its short legs kicking desperately toward the artificial hill, its howl audible for miles around.

"Don't stop me! Let me die! I don't want to live anymore! What's the point of living! Everyone despises me! I'm just a piece of trash! Let me just crash into a rockery and die!"

He howled until he was hoarse, his face covered in tears and snot, but his body remained completely still.

No one stopped the fat man from behind, and he didn't rush forward; he just made a lot of noise but didn't actually do anything.

Three or five steps behind him, two students were standing there looking completely bewildered.

The two were carrying lunchboxes, clearly having just returned from the cafeteria and were bewildered by this sudden performance.

The fat man yelled a few times, then turned around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he quickly tried to wink at the two students.

The left eye blinked three times, and the right eye blinked twice.

The two students looked at each other, but neither of them moved.

The fat boy stamped his feet in frustration, rushed to the two students, grabbed one of their hands and put it on his arm, then started howling again:

"Don't stop me! Don't stop me! Let me die! Let me die! I, Shen Dazhuang, am a waste of air when I'm alive, and a waste of land when I'm dead. I'm a disgrace to the academy! My parents don't love me, my teachers won't accept me, what face do I have to live in this world!"

The student whose hand was grabbed froze on the spot, looking completely bewildered.

"You...you let go of me! I didn't stop you!"

"You stopped me! You really did stop me! Classmate, you're so kind-hearted, you can't bear to see me die! But I'm so unlucky! Who will take me as their apprentice?!"

"I don't know you! If you don't let go, I'm calling the disciplinary department!"

The fat man ignored him and continued howling.

Xiao Nian stood at the dormitory entrance, leaning on her crutches, staring for a full half minute, speechless for the full half minute.

This fat guy didn't want to die at all; he was just using the suicide act to find a teacher who could mentor him.

Xiao Nian turned around expressionlessly, preparing to close the door.

The fat man, with his sharp eyes, released the poor student and rushed over, his body bulging with fat.

It turns out that his target had always been Xiao Nian.

He walked to a spot not far from Xiao Nian, and without saying a word, he slid down to his knees and pounced on Xiao Nian, stretching out his two thick arms to grab Xiao Nian's thighs.

Xiao Nian was amazed. If kneeling was ranked, Qian Yukun's skill was only at the level of a human-machine interface, while this fat man's skill could be described as top-notch.

"Teacher! Teacher, please, please take me as your disciple!"

Xiao Nian looked down at the fat boy who was clinging to her leg. He was eighteen years old, with a round face and fleshy nose, and was less than 1.6 meters tall. He looked like a steamed bun that had risen too much. His most distinctive feature was his naturally yellow hair, including his eyebrows.

He was looking up, tears and snot streaming down his face. When he saw Xiao Nian looking down at him, he quickly let out two more howls to show his sincerity.

"I've visited thirteen teachers in the past few days! All of them rejected me! They said I was too fat, too inflexible, and a good-for-nothing!"

"Teacher, look how pitiful I am, please take me in today! You are my last hope! If you don't take me in, I'll kneel and die at your door!"

Shen Dazhuang's hometown is in a very remote mountainous area. He traveled a long way to study here and passed the test, but after three years of enrollment, he still has not made any progress and is ranked last in every subject in the college.

In order not to affect the success rate of graduates, the college decided by vote to expel Shen Dazhuang directly.

Shen Dazhuang was the hope of the entire village. He couldn't accept this fact. There was only one way to remedy the situation: find an instructor and become a true disciple, then there would be no possibility of him being expelled.

As for Xiao Nian, Meng Xiaoshan heard that he was a newly appointed instructor and that he was already quite old, so he thought that Meng Xiaoshan could take him as a disciple. He decided to try his luck, and that's how this whole thing happened.

"Relax," Xiao Nian said.

"Teacher, I won't let go unless you accept me!"

"I'm telling you to let go."

"Teacher, you have to promise to accept me first before I'll let go! Otherwise, I'll cling to your leg and follow you to class! I'll let everyone know you won't accept me!"

Xiao Nian extended her cane and gently tapped the fat man's forehead.

The fat man felt an irresistible force coming from his forehead, and he was pushed backward several meters by the force.

The fat man paused for a moment, wiped his face, and then hugged Xiao Nian even tighter, his arms encircling Xiao Nian's cane.

"Teacher, you're amazing! You're more amazing than the thirteen teachers before me! None of them could push me forward! You're the first one to push me out! Please, please accept me!"

More and more students gathered around. Some of them recognized the fat man on the ground.

"Isn't that Shen Dazhuang?"

"The one from the entire college for the past few years?"

"He went to Class 3 of the A-level program to become an apprentice this morning, but I heard he was kicked out."

"It wasn't just Class 3A; he went to every class in first grade, asked thirteen teachers for help, and was kicked out by all of them."

"A piece of trash whose punching power is less than 100 pounds and who gets out of breath after running for a short while—who would want him? It would be a disgrace."

"This old man Meng is also new here. I heard his reputation isn't very good. He used to be a literature and history instructor, notorious for swindling and cheating. I don't know how he ended up as a martial arts instructor."

"That's perfect, trash with trash, a perfect match."

One of the students burst out laughing.

Hearing those words, Shen Dazhuang felt extremely insecure and loosened his grip on his cane.

"Teacher, I know I'm not smart, but I really don't want to be expelled like this. I want to learn some real skills to go home and protect my family and the villagers from being bullied again. Please accept me as a student, and I will definitely study hard."

Xiao Nian looked down at him, her face expressionless.

What's your name?

The fat man immediately looked up: "Student Shen Dazhuang!"

"Shen Dazhuang, you just said you had thirteen teachers?"

"Fourteen already! If you take me, I'll be the fourteenth!"

Why didn't those thirteen choose you?

Shen Dazhuang sniffed and started counting on his fingers:

"Mr. Liu from Class A1 said I was a pig reincarnated; Mr. Zhao from Class A2 said it would be embarrassing to take me out; Mr. Qian from Class A3 said my punching power was 100 kilograms and I couldn't even beat the old lady next door; Mr. Sun from Class A4 said I wasn't agile and would be a sitting duck in the ring; Mr. Zhou from Class A5 said..."

He counted thirteen, each one clearly stated, indicating that he had listened to these words all day and had them etched into his mind.

"Mr. Zheng from Class 13 went even further. He had the guards drag me out, saying I wasn't worthy of entering his room."

After Shen Dazhuang finished speaking, he hung his head:

"But teacher, even though I'm not very smart, I have one advantage! I can take a beating! I'll show you!"

After he finished speaking, he got up from the ground, looked around, and picked up a rock the size of his head from the roadside bushes.

He took a deep breath, raised it high, and slammed it down on his forehead with a thud.

The stone split in two, and Shen Dazhuang only had a red mark on his forehead; the skin wasn't even broken.

The students watching chuckled, "Isn't that a good thing? The first thing to do in a fight is to throw him out?"

"Just let him take the beatings."