Mingchao: The Survival Journey of a Comedian

Chapter 44 I actually became his teacher



Chapter 44 I actually became his teacher

Is the world crazy, or is he crazy?

He met the kindest person of all, the future general of Jinzhou, a person with an incredibly good personality... who actually wanted to become his apprentice?

He tried to see a hint of humor in the other person's eyes, but it turned out that someone like Ji Yan, once he decided to do something, had no time for jokes.

The other party genuinely wanted to become my apprentice.

"Ding~ Congratulations, host, you have triggered an option!"

Option 1: Such a promising student has come to you to ask to be your apprentice, why don't you accept him?

"Agree to Ji Yan's request and become his teacher."

"Rewards: 'Mentor's Handbook' (with insightful guidance from various classic teachers on how to be a good teacher), and 'Physical Limit Break' (pay the corresponding price to push your abilities to their fullest potential)."

Option Two: I am not fit to be a teacher.

"Refuse the other party's request and choose to develop freely."

"Reward: You want another reward? Can you really bear to refuse such an adorable child?"

"..."

To be honest, it's not really about rewarding or not rewarding. It's that he genuinely lacks confidence in being a good teacher to the other person.

Someone like that doesn't need his guidance at all; he's a very good person.

"I won't complain about the training! I can accept any arrangement!"

"I will listen to you obediently..."

Please accept me!

"..."

He remained silent for a long time, looking at Ji Yan who wanted to become his disciple, and felt as if his heart was about to stop beating again.

"Ji Yan... this is not something you can just talk about lightly."

"May I ask you why you want to become my disciple?"

Why are you so sure I can teach you?

After saying all that, he turned his gaze to someone pretending to be invisible. Looking at Bei Wang's feigned indifference, he admitted that for a moment he wanted to punch that person.

"Hey~"

Hey, get out of Imaju!

"If you heard that from that kid Bei Wang, then forget it."

"Don't let others lead you astray..."

"That's not true; it wasn't just Brother Beiwang who said that."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted. The child in front of him stubbornly gripped his hand, not too tightly, just enough so that he couldn't easily break free.

I asked a lot of people.

"They all say you're a great teacher and a great person..."

"They just won't admit it."

Where did this rumor come from?! He'd really digested all that memory... all he did was answer questions when someone asked, right?

Besides, that version of himself isn't entirely him! We're really not sure right now.

Looking into the other person's persistent eyes and trusting gaze, he felt immense pressure and broke out in a cold sweat.

"..."

His heart was filled with mixed feelings—it wasn't that he didn't want to be the other person's teacher, to guide them on their future path...

On the contrary, he actually really hoped he could have this identity.

But he was afraid he couldn't do it, and he was afraid of holding the other person back.

He feared that because of his own actions, that person wouldn't be able to become the general as depicted in the original story.

"Host, what are you afraid of?"

"Weren't you from the future? You can tell from that person's attitude that you've already agreed."

"Don't be a coward! Becoming a teacher is also your dream!"

"..."

Yes, it seems from that person in the future that I made a promise to them.

As Ji Yan watched the other person remain silent for a long time, the grip on his hand gradually weakened—he had done this because of what Bei Wang had told him:

"You have to be tougher on him. That kid's always been insecure and thinks he can't do anything right."

Sometimes you need to push yourself to see if you can succeed.

He was initially opposed, but he followed that person's instructions and asked other people.

Whether they were seasoned veterans or recent recruits who had only been to the front lines, it seemed that anyone who had spent some time with that person gave a similar assessment to Brother Beiwang:

That person is a good person; beneath their lifeless exterior lies the hope of new life.

Waiting for the right moment to break through the soil

"..."

To be honest, this was the first time he had done something like this; usually, he always went along with the wishes of the wounded. He took meticulous care of everyone's feelings.

This time, however, he was a bit more forceful, especially since the person who attacked him was the one who was seriously injured.

He was terrified that something bad would happen to the other person because of his own actions...

Thinking about this, he wanted to pull his hand back: He could ask someone else for help later, or if that didn't work, he would train harder on his own.

He didn't want to trouble others.

Just as Ji Yan was about to do so, he suddenly felt the other person swiftly and firmly grasp his wrist. A dazzling light shone in those deep eyes, as if time had frozen in that moment.

"Ji Yan... how about this?"

"Once my wound has healed sufficiently, I'll try to teach you."

"You can decide later whether it suits you or not?"

"Besides, I'm actually a new recruit myself... so we can still meet up privately."

"We can discuss it later, okay?"

Although that's what he said verbally, the system has already made its judgment.

"Ding! Host has made a choice—"

"I will become a qualified teacher!"

"Rewards have been issued"

Although the situation wasn't as expected, Bei Wang nodded in satisfaction and walked over, leaning on his cane.

"Mo Wunian...we all believe in you so much."

You have to believe in yourself too.

He simply closed his eyes and remained silent—he truly hadn't expected that he would actually agree to their request.

The thought of how outstanding the people he was going to teach would be in the future gave him a headache.

I feel extremely unqualified as a teacher.

"How should I put it... you trusted me far too much."

"After all, this is the first time I've truly and seriously taught someone..."

"Ugh"

He sat up straight, looking down at the child; his mind was now completely focused on how to teach him well.

He would truly feel terrible if he disappointed others.

And that person treated me so well; that reassuring presence was so comforting.

This time, he absolutely cannot mess up other people's character settings!

This person is absolutely, positively unacceptable!

"so……"

"Huo Huo, there should still be a few days before registration, and we're all new recruits."

"You can try it out with me for a few days first."

"You can decide whether you really want to become my disciple then."

Looking into the child's eyes, which curved into crescent shapes with joy, his heart was shrouded in layers of gloom, growing heavier with each passing moment. It was as if an invisible shackle had been placed upon his soul, binding him tightly.

Seeing this, Bei Wang nodded in satisfaction, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.

"Now...both of them can make up for their shortcomings to some extent."

One is overly insecure and lacks confidence in their own abilities. The other is exceptionally understanding and compassionate towards those around them, and possesses unwavering faith.

It would be a good choice for these two to be together.

"Avoid fire—come out and help Mom out—"

At that moment, a gentle voice sounded from outside the room, making it easy to identify the person.

"Coming soon, Mother—"

Ji Yan quickly responded to the voice outside the door, then stood up and spoke to them with a slight hint of apology.

"I'm so sorry... my mother needs my help."

"If you have any other plans, just let me know."

"And... thank you for your willingness to teach me."

The small figure in blue retreated from the house, carrying his medical kit, and headed towards the place where his mother had called him.

The room was once again empty except for him and Beiwang.

"...Hey, where are you going?"

"I really need to thank you for recommending such a promising talent to me!"

Seeing that the man looked guilty and was about to raise his cane to leave, he tilted his head and very "kindly" persuaded him to stay and chat with him.

"Oh dear... I suddenly remembered I have something to do."

"Let's talk again sometime..."

"Don't think I can't tell that it was you who made them do this!"

"I was wondering how someone with such a gentle personality could suddenly become so assertive?"

Looking up at the other person's dark eyes, Bei Wang felt the previously comfortable temperature suddenly turn cold, and the environment was now chilly!

Bei Wang turned his head, covered his mouth with his hand, pretended to cough a few times, and looked over with a little embarrassment.

"I'm doing all this for your sake... I'm worried about that child joining the army at 10."

"Besides, that child's personality is actually very similar to yours..."

"...The key is that I can tell you don't really want to reject him; what's really making you hesitate..."

"It's actually your inner inferiority complex."

What a huge, direct attack! He had nowhere to dodge. Slightly distracted for a moment, he quickly recovered, and after a brief pause, voiced his concerns.

"...Looking north, I honestly doubt whether you're a confident guy at all."

"After only a few short months of getting to know each other, you're so sure I can teach the other person well?"

"...But I'm completely different now."

"The me you know may not be the same me anymore..."

He didn't know how to explain the difference between himself and the person named "Mo Wunian".

He could sense that the person should be himself, but the person he remembered was so different from him.

His behavior was completely different from that person's, so he still didn't understand why the other person was so certain that he was the same Mo Wunian from before.

"Yes, you are indeed different from before..."

"I did have my doubts... but I gradually dismissed them."

"I can confirm that you are you, still the same you."

Bei Wang gazed at the slightly shocked face before him, slowly closed his eyes, and then gently shook his head.

"Although your behavior and style have indeed changed a lot, you all give the same impression at your core."

"...They all have a gentle heart and want to protect everyone."

"It's just that you kept all of this hidden in your heart before, but now you're showing it off."

"It's more like... the missing part has returned."

The sunlight was perfect then, bathing them both in its glow. Reminded by the other's words, he seemed to have a guess about the unfamiliar voice. Ultimately, he fell silent.

Believe in yourself.

"And I recently heard that the military is considering promoting you to squad leader!"

"As a new recruit who has only been with us for a few months, you have already surpassed a lot of people!"

Is this good news or bad news—how did I become the team leader so easily?!

He wanted to ask the other person more questions, but the person simply turned and slipped out of the room.

"..."

You must have been a badger in your past life, kid?

He was alone in the room again, and finally lay half-reclined on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.

"System, system, although I know you're trying to say that this body was originally meant for me..."

"But...did the person who was in this body before really not have any obsessions?"

"In other words... what I want to accomplish."

A blue panel quickly appeared in my mind and soon provided a response.

"...Logically speaking, there shouldn't be one."

"But it's not entirely impossible, after all, this body was placed in this fictional world."

"A consciousness entity might also develop obsessions or other things that influence the current host."

Looking at the explanation presented before me, I closed my eyes, calmed my mind, and tried to sense something, but this time I felt nothing.

"...Does this only happen in special circumstances?"

"Host? What are you doing?"

A puzzled voice from the system echoed in his mind. He initially ignored it, but after trying to sense it again and finding nothing, he gave up.

I suspect that person's obsession still lingers.

"After all, he's the one who has truly lived here for over a decade."

"Once you've taken over a body, you always have to do something for it."

system:……

"Actually, we triggered this a long time ago."

That extra task could be considered a remnant of the other party's obsession.

"Although it may be speculation, it's probably pretty close to the truth."

I opened the panel again and looked at how almost all my skills were unlocked, and I felt a little overwhelmed.

But then he swiped to another task list, staring silently at the task that would allow "Mo Wunian" to make a name for himself and gain recognition in the military camp.

"...Is this really the obsession he left behind?"

Why... does he always feel that what the other person really wants to express to him is not these things?

Why do people always crave recognition and fame? Is it because these things can enable them to achieve something?

The more he thought about it, the more his head ached, but with so few clues and no way to distinguish the source, he had no choice but to give up.

"Never mind, let me take a look at that tutor's handbook first."

"After all, I have no prior experience as a teacher... Learning from others is the key!"

Then, in the next moment, he saw a thick book appear in his mind, with the words "Mentor's Handbook" engraved on it in large characters.

Everything was still normal up to this point, and he didn't think much of it. He just wanted to flip through the pages and take a look, but as soon as he opened the first page, he saw the name at the top of the list of outstanding contributions—

Himeko Murata

"...?"

No, there's something wrong with this book.

The name was wrong as soon as it appeared.

A sense of foreboding crept into his heart, and he trembled as he looked down at another name...

It's another familiar name—

Alicia

Mo Wunian: ...


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