Killing God Returns as a Nanny

Chapter 599 Promoting China's national prestige!

Ye Yun and Chu Wenyan brought Yaya to the courtyard of the girls' dormitory.

Chu Wenyan made a phone call to Yao Fangling, and then saw Yao Fangling running out excitedly.

After saying hello, Ye Yun explained the purpose of coming to Yao Fangling. Yao Fangling immediately nodded and took them to the classroom.

Since it was break time, there was no one in the classroom, so I could help Yaya cut paper.

Yaya then earnestly asked Yao Fangling for advice, and cut the colored paper meticulously.

Ye Yun and Chu Wenyan, who were watching from the side, loved that focused look and adorable demeanor.

"Papa, Aunt Yan, look, I cut a picture of Teacher Tian in class!"

"Did you say it looks good?"

Even Ye Yun couldn't help sighing, the little girl is really ingenious to the extreme.

Under the guidance of Yao Fangling, the characters she cut out are lifelike, definitely comparable to master-level craftsmanship.

"It's beautiful! It's so beautiful!"

"Ya Ya is awesome!"

Ye Yun and Chu Wenyan praised repeatedly.

Yaya laughed happily:

"I guess Teacher Tian will like this gift very much!"

Then she held Yao Fangling's hand and said:

"Aunt Fangling, thank you!"

Yao Fangling shook her head and said:
"Baby, don't be polite to Auntie, Auntie is very happy to be able to help you!"

Yaya hugged Yao Fangling and kissed her, and then she was about to leave with Ye Yunchu Wenyan.

As soon as the four of them reached the door of the classroom, Zhang Qian and Wang Qingqiu ran over.

"Fangling, so you are here!"

Seeing Ye Yun and the others, the two hurriedly waved their hands to say hello:
"Hi, hello handsome Ye! Hello Yaya!"

Yao Fangling saw that they were in a hurry, so she asked:

"Why are you in such a hurry, what happened?"

Zhang Qian said:
"Something happened!"

"Instructor Sun had a conflict with a Japanese in the gymnasium, and it's getting into a big fight right now!"

Chu Wenyan was surprised and said:

"Instructor Sun? Is it Sun Wenpeng, the top player in our school's sports department? How could he have conflicts with the Japanese?"

Zhang Qian nodded and said:

"it's him!"

"The cause of the incident is this. Today, a Japanese sumo wrestler named Yutoshi Nakamura came to our school's sports department for exchange and study. He said that Chinese martial arts are all about fists and legs. After so many years, he still can't get rid of the hat of the sick man of East Asia. .”

"It was this sentence that made Sun Wenpeng furious, and we quarreled with him at that time. Later, the principal and the others came forward to mediate, but it still didn't help. Now the two sides are in conflict, and they are about to fight!"

Wang Qingqiu nodded and said:

"That's right, Yutoshi Nakamura is said to be a sumo champion at the yokozuna level in Japan, and he is also a master of body training. He is super super powerful."

"And the talk is crazy, as if we don't take us Chinese people seriously!"

Zhang Qian pulled Yao Fangling and said:
"Let's go to cheer for Sun Wenpeng together, we must not let the Japanese underestimate us!"

She glanced at Ye Yun and said:
"Handsome Ye, you are so powerful, let's go too, maybe you will be in charge!"

Although she didn't know how powerful Ye Yun was, she often heard Chu Wenyan praise Ye Yun, thinking that Ye Yun might be able to deal with Nakamura Yutoshi.

Both Chu Wenyan and Yao Fangling knew how powerful Ye Yun was, so they laughed at the same time:
"That's a must, as long as my big cousin, Ye Yun, goes out and kills the big fat man in Japan in seconds!"

Ye Yun smiled, took Yaya's hand, and followed behind them.

On the way, Yaya asked Ye Yun:

"Papa, the sick man of East Asia, what does that mean?"

Ye Yun said:

"The sick man of East Asia is what those foreigners used to laugh at us in China."

"The obvious meaning is to ridicule that our Chinese people are weak and vulnerable. The hidden meaning is to ridicule that our Chinese people are dilapidated and backward, not as good as other countries."

After hearing this, Yaya immediately clenched her fists and said angrily:

"Hmph! How can they say that about us? We Huaxia people are not weak at all! Huaxia is not old and backward at all!"

"Papa, you have to let that Japanese know that we Chinese people must not be insulted!"

Seeing the national pride burning in the little girl's eyes, Ye Yun nodded and smiled:

"it is good!"

In between words, several people have come to the gymnasium of Jincheng University of Foreign Studies.

As soon as he entered the door, there was a burst of noise.

"I didn't expect that Instructor Sun was going to challenge Nakamura Yutoshi one-on-one. Who do you think will win?"

"In my opinion, Instructor Sun's chances of winning are slim! You must know that he is only in the realm of inner strength fighters, and Nakamura Yutoshi is a sumo wrestler at the yokozuna level in Japan, and it is said that he is also a master of body training, powerful Very good!"

"Hiss! A body-training master in the sumo world? Isn't this equivalent to an armored tank? Who can beat this pervert?"

……

Among the crowd, several people were very optimistic about Sun Wenpeng.

However, ever since someone said that Nakamura Yutoshi was a master of body training, the audience was filled with grief.

Sumo wrestlers are not only tall, but also powerful.

Nakamura Yutoshi is not only a professional sumo wrestler, but also a master of fitness.

Facing Sun Wenpeng, who is only an inner martial artist, is simply an eagle catching a chicken.

Feel free to abuse!

When Ye Yun and the others walked into the crowd, Sun Wenpeng and Nakamura Xiongjun had already started fighting in the ring.

Sun Wenpeng has the cultivation base of inner strength state, not only his body is agile, but also he can resist Qi and hurt people.

However, the zhenqi he shot fell on the armored monster Nakamura Yutoshi, and there was no threat at all.

On the contrary, it was Xiongjun Nakamura pressing every step of the way, leaving Sun Wenpeng with nowhere to escape.

"Haha, I got you!"

Sumo wrestlers, once they catch each other, are unstoppable like a crocodile.

I saw that Xiongjun Nakamura lifted Sun Wenpeng into the air with a casual mention.

Then he slammed Sun Wenpeng out of the ring and fell heavily to the ground.

"Vulnerable!"

Seeing Sun Wenpeng lying on the ground unable to move, Nakamura Yutoshi roared arrogantly.

In the audience, the few Japanese who came to communicate with Nakamura Yutoshi laughed disdainfully.

"Dare to challenge Yutoshi Nakamura, I really don't know what to do!"

"There are masters in Huaxia's martial arts world, but more than 99% of them are just superficial, flamboyant fists and embroidered legs!"

"If you can't bear the title of the sick man of East Asia, then you should use your skills to silence others! You can't beat others, and you still want others to respect you. There is no way!"

Seeing their arrogance, Yaya said unconvinced:
"Papa, you go to praise my country's prestige in China!"

Although Ye Yun disdains to fight against such small characters, but right now the fight is a small matter, and the country's face is a big matter.

Especially the little girl who was filled with righteous indignation, Ye Yun would save face for the Huaxia people no matter what.

He then nodded and said:

"Okay, I'll go up and ask him to apologize for the sick man of East Asia!"

Just as he was about to leave, suddenly an old voice came from behind:

"You are not his opponent, so don't go up and find trouble!"

All he saw was an old man in Tsing Yi, with his hands behind his back, looking at Ye Yun indifferently.

He waved his hand to signal Ye Yun to get out of the way, and then he stepped forward, walked a dozen steps on the wind, and landed on the stage in embarrassment.

Whoa!
When he took the stage, the audience couldn't help but burst into exclamation.

"This person is so powerful! He can actually ride the wind, he is definitely a peerless master!"

Everyone's eyes were burning, and they thought that finally a master who could hold the scene made a move.

However, after seeing the old man's face clearly, Sun Wenpeng couldn't help but shrink his pupils:
"God, isn't this Master Zhou?!"

(End of this chapter)