Counterfeit Hero

Tian Xingjian laughed and said, "Listening to you, I feel like a bandit robbing young women. What should I say next..." He thought for a moment, then lifted Milan’s chin with his hand and leered, "Little lady, come with me and be my village chief’s wife, and I’ll make sure you eat well, drink well, and enjoy endless wealth and prosperity... plenty of buns to eat!" Milan chuckled, spat at him, and said, "You dirty pervert, who wants to eat your buns." Fatty drooled a little, plastered on a smile, and said, "How about you be the bandit chief, and I’ll eat your buns?" Milan was initially stunned, but then saw this lecherous man staring at her chest with green light in his eyes. Blushing, she kicked him away, opened the door, and laughed coquettishly, "Shameless Fatty... you can’t have them!" Turning to leave, she glanced back and said softly, "Make some time... you should go find her..."

Fatty stared blankly as Milan entered her room and closed the door. His heart was filled with affection, gratitude, and guilt, feeling an overwhelming mix of emotions.

The next morning, Boswell called. This was Tian Xingjian’s first class as an assistant professor. The old man was a bit worried and specifically called to offer some encouragement, not realizing that Fatty wasn’t nervous at all. He didn’t feel guilty about misleading students. Moreover, he slept soundly, and as he walked along the academy’s tree-lined path, Fatty hummed a tune, feeling relaxed and at ease.

The academy’s military training had reached its midpoint. Apart from an hour of daily professional training in the afternoon, there was no longer a requirement for formations, queues, or cross-country running. The students all seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and the entire academy became lively. Without the constraints of the reserve soldier uniforms, the once bland Military Academy turned colorful. Girls wore brightly colored and beautiful clothes, with low necklines and fluttering skirts, which captivated the eyes of many lecherous guys.

Tian Xingjian, wearing glasses, walked with his chest puffed out, looking serious and dignified. The books under his arm added a scholarly air to him. Seeing the little lechers in the academy bending to tie their shoes, tiptoeing, and jumping around, Fatty felt very disdainful. Without professional spirit, how could they become great perverts? He really wanted to catch these little lechers and show them how convenient high-level lechers’ infrared-modified peeping devices are, making them admire the style of senior experts.

"You bring the little white rabbit, I bring the little airplane, we all exchange toys to play. I play with your little white rabbit, you play with my little airplane, we are close and loving, it’s a good baby." Fatty sang an old children’s song in an extremely lewd manner as he entered the comprehensive teaching building.

This class was held in the large research room, where the entire third floor was filled with students from the Mecha Design Department. These members from the Mechanical Repair Camp naturally recognized this seemingly scholarly Fatty. The boys waved at their idol with smiles, while some female students, like little lambs, automatically gathered around the big bad wolf to greet him. Fatty greeted them kindly while secretly suffering, damn it, his underwear was too tight!

A female student curiously asked, "Instructor, what was that song you were singing?" Fatty smiled at the curvaceous girl and kindly said, "That’s an old children’s song from Ancient Earth. I know quite a few more." The girl giggled and clapped her hands, "Sing us another one, we’ve never heard them before."