Chapter 213 : Perverted Gentleman
"This is completely improper!"
Yu Wen slammed his hand down on the desk in the teachers' office, only to immediately regret it as pain shot through his hand. But with other teachers around, he refused to show his discomfort, knowing how embarrassing that would be.
"I have no idea what Ye Xuan is thinking, doing something like this," said another teacher, Li Shi, who was about the same age as Yu Wen and taught history. True to his name, he was traditional and conservative. Already wary of Ye Xuan’s unconventional teaching style, this "maid outfit" incident had pushed his discontent to the surface.
"What can we do? She’s got connections," said Ms. Zheng, a middle-aged woman who taught politics. Originally, she’d been the homeroom teacher for Class Three, but Ye Xuan's sudden transfer had displaced her, leaving her bitter ever since.
"Actually, I think her idea might really motivate the students..." chimed in Mr. Xiao Ming. He had been about to add, "Long live maids!" but, seeing the stern expressions on the senior teachers’ faces, he quickly fell silent and hid behind his tablet, muttering that he’d rather avoid trouble altogether.
"Alright then," Yu Wen sighed, "In a couple of days, I’ll speak to the principal. We've been friends for years, so he should at least listen."
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"What’s going on with Class Three? Have they all gone mad?" Lu Yisheng stared in bewilderment at one of his classmates, a fellow "underachiever" he’d recently been playing games with at the internet café. Now here this same guy was, walking around with a serious look, absorbed in a Chinese textbook.
It had only been a few days, so what had happened to make even the laziest students start studying so earnestly? To Lu Yisheng, it made no sense at all.
Just then, he spotted Shen Shi hurrying past him. Seeing as they only had two classes that afternoon, Lu Yisheng reached out to stop him.
"Hey, ‘Perverted Gentleman,’ want to hit up the gaming café later? They’ve got an event with free in-game supplies."
"Games? I’ve sworn them off for now. I’m focusing on studying, for… reasons. Anyway, you go on without me." Shen Shi hurried off, leaving Lu Yisheng staring after him in disbelief.
That first guy was surprising enough, but Shen Shi? Studying? Lu Yisheng wondered if he was dreaming. The real Shen Shi would never care this much about school.
Curious, he even went to take a look inside Class Three. When he stepped in, he thought he’d mistakenly walked into Class One, the honors class, given how everyone was focused on their studies.
Lu Yisheng was dying to find out what was going on. After some relentless inquiry—and sacrificing a week’s worth of internet café fees—he finally got the scoop from Mo Fashi: the rumor was that if Class Three managed to score higher than Class Four on the upcoming mock exams, their teacher, Ye Xuan, would come to school dressed in a maid outfit. Even better, Ling Ning, the school’s most popular girl, would be joining her.
Hearing this, Lu Yisheng was stunned. He couldn't help but picture Ye Xuan’s elegant figure. Honestly, Class Three was already the envy of the entire senior year.
With a young, beautiful, and shapely homeroom teacher, a class rep who was a professional model, Ling Ning, along with other top beauties like Xia You, Li Qian, and Xu Qing, Class Three was the go-to class for male students who wanted something nice to look at between classes.
Now, with this new incentive, it was no wonder even the laziest students were cracking open their books. If he were in their shoes, he’d be doing the same.
Unbidden, he thought about his own homeroom teacher—a former pro wrestler with bulging muscles and a chiseled face. Just imagining him in a maid outfit made Lu Yisheng shudder, his eyes stinging. Why couldn’t his class have this kind of “benefit”?
But as a member of Class Four, he couldn’t deny the challenge. After all, their class’s average score was only slightly higher than Class Three’s. If they didn’t step it up, they’d definitely fall behind.
Remembering some unpleasant past encounters, Lu Yisheng shivered and hurried back to his own classroom. It was time to rally his classmates.
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Ling Ning, meanwhile, was feeling quite busy herself. As Class Three’s class rep, she was the students’ go-to person for academic help. Though she didn’t particularly want their average score to surpass Class Four’s, as a member of Class Three, she also didn’t want them to rank at the bottom.
So whenever her classmates asked her questions, she did her best to help, and she noticed she was getting better at explaining things. Teaching them even helped her reinforce her own knowledge.
Honestly, it felt pretty good.
Not just Ling Ning, but even the other teachers had noticed a change in the students’ attitudes. Where before most students appeared lazy, pretending to study out of respect for the teachers, now Yu Wen could see genuine engagement. After all his years teaching, he could tell the difference between fake concentration and true motivation. He’d once worried that Ye Xuan’s methods would harm the learning environment, but now, it seemed he’d been wrong.
"Maybe I should visit my granddaughter in a few days," Yu Wen thought to himself with a small smile.
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Author’s Note:
I have to say, I admire my own skill in coming up with these chapter titles. I’ve been partying all day and haven’t written a word yet. Please don’t assume I’ve stockpiled or pre-written chapters—I’ve been up late every night lately, swamped with things to do during the day. Today, for instance…
My daily routine back home has become waking up, washing up, making breakfast, then preparing lunch, eating, washing dishes, prepping for dinner, eating, and cleaning again. By the time I’ve finished all that, it’s nearly 10 p.m., and I still have to keep my sister company for TV or mahjong. Late at night is the only time I have left to write.