Chapter 1519 - 1517: Children’s Dreams

Chapter 1519: Chapter 1517: Children’s Dreams

"Yang Chen Brother!"

"Teacher Yang Chen!"

"Uncle Yang Chen!"

They call him all sorts of names.

But for Ye Xin, their way of addressing is very consistent.

"Beautiful Sister!"

Yang Chen watched a bunch of little rascals looking up at Ye Xin with infatuated expressions, feeling a headache coming on.

"Shoo shoo! You little rascals, calling her sister and me uncle!" Yang Chen said in frustration.

A few of them giggled and said, "If not uncle, then what should we call you? We can’t call you grandpa, right? You don’t look as old as Grandpa Dean."

Yang Chen felt even more disheartened.

He looked at Ye Xin, "Do I look that old?"

Ye Xin covered her mouth with a smile, "What do you think?"

Seeing Ye Xin’s gaze, Yang Chen shivered all over and subconsciously said, "I’m definitely not as youthful as you!"

"Hehe!" Ye Xin giggled and gave Yang Chen a satisfied look.

Yang Chen wiped a bit of sweat off his forehead, feeling like he escaped a disaster.

Being with a king is like being with a tiger, now being with a woman is like being with a crocodile! One careless move, and you get bitten!

"Sister, sister! Tell us another fairy tale!" a few little girls pulled Ye Xin, pestering her to tell them stories.

"Yes, yes! It’s been so long since we heard sister tell a story."

Ye Xin was helplessly pestered by a few, and had to agree.

"Let’s go inside, today I’ll tell you a story," Ye Xin said to them with a smile.

"Yay! That’s great!"

A group of children cheered.

Yang Chen wanted to follow them, but was stopped by a bunch of boys.

"Uncle! Uncle! We heard from Uncle Set that you’re amazing, can you perform for us?"

"Tell us your story too!"

"Yeah, we want to hear your story about fighting bad guys!"

Seeing a bunch of kids with excited and hopeful looks, Yang Chen found himself unable to refuse.

"Alright!" Yang Chen agreed reluctantly.

"Yay! That’s great!" the group cheered.

Yang Chen looked at their excited faces and sternly warned, "Let me tell you, I can show you some things, but you must not imitate them! Got it?"

"Got it!" a group of them quickly agreed.

Yang Chen nodded, walking to a corner of the playground.

"Bring me that wooden board," Yang Chen pointed to a wooden board nearby.

Someone immediately ran over and brought the board.

"Who has chalk?" Yang Chen asked.

Someone quickly handed over some chalk.

These kids were really efficient!

Yang Chen took the chalk and drew a few circles on it.

"This is the international standard bullseye, and based on the rings, you can judge accuracy and score. What I’m going to show you now is accuracy," Yang Chen explained to them.

Yang Chen had a child take the board to the far wall, which was about fifty meters away.

"Watch closely, I can hit the bullseye directly from here!" Yang Chen said to them.

The kids were thrilled,

"Really?"

"What will you use?"

"Is it a gun?"

...

Facing the kids’ questions, Yang Chen shook his head and pulled out a knife from his waist.

Some kids were disappointed, while others were more thrilled.

Sometimes, boys’ love for cold weapons surpasses that for hot weapons.

The contour of cold weapons and the cold curves have a fatal allure for men.

Yang Chen held the knife for everyone to see.

"Watch carefully, I can hit the bullseye from here! But remember, never play with knives by yourselves, understood? It’s very dangerous!" Yang Chen reminded again.

"Understood!" the kids all said in unison.

Yang Chen took a deep breath, holding the knife with one hand, aiming at the target.

The target was not standard and was close to the ground, making it hard to hit.

But Yang Chen was confident.

He aimed at the bullseye, swung his arm vigorously, and threw the knife hard.

Whoosh!

The knife sliced through the air, hitting the target.

Bang!

The knife pierced through the board and stuck into the wall.

"Wow!"

Watching this scene, the kids exclaimed in excitement.

"Amazing!"

The kids ran to the target to see the knife.

They found the knife was buried in the wall!

Some kids tried to pull it out but couldn’t, because the knife was buried so deeply in the wall, leaving only a part of the handle.

"So amazing! It’s stuck in the wall!" the kids marveled.

Yang Chen walked over, pulled out the knife, and smilingly asked them, "How was that?"

"Awesome! I want to learn!"

"I want to learn too!"

"When I grow up, I want to be a guard too!"

"I want to be a big hero like Uncle!"

...

Yang Chen looked at this group of children, smiling and said, "I’m no hero, but I hope you can become real heroes standing tall!"

"Yes, yes! We will definitely try hard!" the kids nodded enthusiastically.

"First of all, you need to study well!" Yang Chen laughed.

Hearing this, their excitement faded a bit.

Yang Chen looked at them sternly and said, "You think being a guard is just about strength? You think, being a guard doesn’t need studying? It’s an information age now, even guarding requires professional knowledge! Can you calculate bullet trajectories? Can you calculate how wind direction and speed affect bullets? Without knowledge, you can’t do anything!"

The kids bowed their heads after being chastised by Yang Chen.

"Do you know how much strength I use, the knife’s trajectory, and the final force applied? Can you calculate these?" Yang Chen asked.

No kid could answer.

"Being a guard requires rigorous physical training. What you undergo will be like studying in school, even tougher! So why not demand rigor from yourself now? Whatever you want to become, the price must be paid! If you don’t strive now, how can you change your fate? Think about it! Ask your hearts what you want to become, what future you envision! Once you understand, start striving now!"

The kids were silent.

They bowed their heads in thought, showing they listened to Yang Chen’s words.

After a while, some kids raised their heads, "I understand, Uncle!"

"I want to be like you, but right now I need to learn well from books. Then I’ll learn combat skills when I grow up!"

"Me too!"

"I want to be a doctor later, so I can cure my sister’s illness! So I need to start studying well now to become a good doctor!"

"Same here! I want to be a painter, but I also need to study well!"

...

Seeing the children with eyes burning like little flames, Yang Chen felt exceptionally gratified.