[Urban] Campus Maple Leaves Red (Complete) - 4-6

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Chapter Two: Wrong, or Not? (6)

The four dishes and one soup were laid out, and Principal Li sat down next to Fei'er. "What kind of wine do you want to drink?"

Fei'er asked, looking at Xie Xin and Tie Yi sitting opposite her.

"Beer, please."

Xie Xin said, and casually took out four bottles of beer from the side of the sofa.

Principal Li had bought a lot of things from the supermarket, but he hadn't bought a single bottle of wine, because wine had been disrupting his peaceful life one after another, making him pale at the mere mention of it.

He wanted to say no, but Fei'er suggested it, and Xin'er didn't object. Tie Yi didn't say anything, which seemed to be his tacit approval, so Principal Li had to keep his thoughts to himself.

The three women ate and drank, chatting and laughing, while the man, who was smiling, was intentionally or unintentionally forgotten by the three women.

"Sister Tie has also agreed to stay, so we are family now. Come on! Let's drink to our sisterhood!"

Fei'er suggested it again, and the other two women agreed. The three women stood up together, ding! With a clink of glasses, the three women downed their drinks in one gulp.

"Sister Tie is older than me, and Xin'er is older than me too, so from now on you two are my sisters! Come, let me toast you both. I hope that after you drink this toast, you won't bully your little sister!"

Fei'er joked, and the three women raised their glasses again.

"Sister Fei'er, you're so generous in accepting me and Xiao Xin, I'm truly..."

Tie Yi suggested.

"Sister Fei'er, you accepted me and even created opportunities for me, but I almost messed things up. If you hadn't forgiven me, I really wouldn't know..."

Xie Xin said, looking at Fei'er with some excitement as she raised her glass.

The three women drank one glass after another, exchanging words. Soon, they reached an agreement: since they were sisters, they should spend more time together to deepen their bond, but the dormitory was too small for so many people. Old Li's house was big, so they would all move there. "Today, we'll stay here for the night. We'll sleep in the bedroom, and Lao Li will sleep on the sofa. We'll contact someone to move in first thing tomorrow morning.

" "Dad! I forgot to bring a change of clothes. Could you go to the bedroom and get them for me?"

Fei'er called from the bathroom as her father-in-law finished washing the dishes in the kitchen and sat down in the living room.

He responded, found Fei'er a change of clothes, and gently knocked on the bathroom door.

The door opened a crack, and a pale hand, wet with water droplets, reached out from the crack, snatched the clothes from his father-in-law's hand, and quickly withdrew. Then, the bedroom door slammed shut.

"Lao Li, my back is so itchy! Scratch it for me!"

She almost bumped her nose on the bathroom door when the shout came from behind.

"A little to the left, hey, a little to the side, hey, yes, right here!"

Xie Xin directed from the sofa, while Principal Li fumbled behind her.

"Hey, Old Li..."

"Hey, Dad..."

The three women used various excuses to insist on helping him, keeping Principal Li running around in circles. However, as soon as he approached their respective sides, they immediately maintained a certain distance from him, seemingly close yet distant.

The women, after bathing, exuded a faint, delicate fragrance. This subtle aroma, seeping into his nostrils and permeating his very being, gradually stirred Principal Li's senses, making his body unconsciously warm.

So close yet so far, seemingly within reach, yet unattainable—this feeling was intensely alluring, leaving him desperate yet unable to find a way to dispel it. After the bedroom door closed, he heard laughter and chatter coming from inside. Principal Li breathed heavily.

For several days in a row, this scene would unfold before Principal Li every night, and each time, left alone and abandoned, Principal Li could only lie there helplessly, exhaling even heavier, longer breaths.

Despite its difficulties, No. 33 Middle School achieved remarkable results and was promoted as a model by the Education Commission, leading to a series of support measures.

Given the school's tight budget, 200,000 yuan was allocated, a small amount but better than nothing. To address the shortage of teachers, a female teacher with three years of experience and four newly recruited university graduates joined the school's teaching staff.

Even more importantly, No. 33 Middle School was to represent the city in the provincial middle school basketball tournament. Through coordination, several outstanding players from other schools in the city's middle school girls' basketball competition were temporarily transferred to No. 33 Middle School's team.

The most senior coach in the city's middle schools also came to No. 33 Middle School to assist Xie Xin, accompanied by a dedicated team doctor.

Regardless of the arrangements made by the Municipal Education Commission or the Beicheng Education Bureau, Principal Li, who had served as the school's girls' team assistant coach for a long time, should have stepped down to focus on his primary duties as principal.

However, just three days after Principal Li returned to his office and resumed his work, a deputy director from the Beicheng Education Bureau spoke with him, essentially asking him to assist the school's girls' team with their physical training as much as possible.

The deputy director suggested that Secretary Tian Rong also serve as the school's vice principal, taking on more of the school's daily operations, so that Principal Li could have more time to assist the girls' team with training. Principal Li agreed to the deputy director's request, but he also offered a suggestion. He

reasoned that while it might not be easy to control all the power of a department, it would be much easier to delegate some authority. Therefore, the Beicheng Education Bureau readily adopted Principal Li's suggestion, appointing Secretary Tian Rong as vice principal to assist him in managing the overall operations of the 33rd Middle School.

When the Beicheng Education Bureau leaders came to the school to announce the new appointment, they directly told Secretary Tian Rong that this appointment was made after adopting Principal Li's suggestion, and hoped she would better cooperate with Principal Li to improve all aspects of the school's work.

Having been in a leadership position for several years, and having absorbed the art of leadership from childhood, Secretary Tian Rong had only heard of Principal Li's leadership style in the distant past; this was the first time she had witnessed it firsthand. Sitting in her office, Secretary Tian Rong felt a mix of emotions, but she also felt a sense of admiration for Principal Li, who was training with the school's

girls' team on the distant playground. The new assistant coach was from the Fifth Municipal Middle School. Her seniority wasn't due to her age, but rather her excellent team performance and long tenure. This time, her team lost to Xie Xin's team, securing second place, and she was somewhat dissatisfied with the loss. She knew that if the final were replayed, her team would definitely defeat Xie Xin's current team.

While she felt a slight resentment towards Xie Xin, she genuinely admired the person giving the team members relaxing massages. This admiration stemmed from the opening of the second half of that final match, when the Thirty-Three Middle School substituted three key players with three substitutes. As the coach of the Fifth Middle School, she believed her team's opportunity had arrived.

Chapter Two: If it's wrong, should it be corrected? (7)

In the first half, No. 33 Middle School never used a center forward in their fast-paced style of play, while No. 5 Middle School used a typical high-center positional style of play. They were very aggressive in their attacks and pressed very hard. In addition, with their flexible and fast tactics, No. 5 Middle School was caught off guard at the beginning of the game.

A dozen minutes later, No. 33 Middle School had taken a seven-point lead. No. 5 Middle School immediately called a timeout and rearranged their tactics. They substituted their tallest player, a 1.92-meter tall and 86-kilogram center, and adopted a similarly fast-paced style of play. However, No. 5 Middle School's average height on the court was still higher than that of No. 33 Middle School.

The game became somewhat close, but No. 5 Middle School narrowed the score gap to four points by the end of the first half.

No. 33 Middle School's center finally entered the game! And she replaced three key players at once! With a center, the pace of the entire team's advance had to slow down, and once the speed of the game slowed down, No. 5 Middle School's so-called "tank" center would fully demonstrate her power.

No. 33 Middle School's girls' center was Yuan Yuan, who was 1.83 meters tall, nine centimeters shorter than her opponents, and weighed 27 kilograms less. The No. 5 Middle School's tank-like center, starting from the free-throw line, slowly pushed Yuan Yuan towards the basket. Just as he managed to push Yuan Yuan back a small step and turn to call for the ball from his teammate, Yuan Yuan, who was closely guarding him, suddenly stepped to the side, performing a fronting defense.

She successfully intercepted the pass to the No. 5 Middle School center and, surprisingly, launched a fast break. However, a tank is a tank. In the following offense, the more cautious tank finally unleashed its full potential, but with the combined efforts of Yuan Yuan and her teammates, the tank's opportunities to receive the ball and attack were only about 40% of the usual.

When Yuan Yuan attacked, she positioned herself at the high post, setting screens for her teammates and seizing the few opportunities to shoot mid-range. With no other option, the No. 5 Middle School's tank, standing like a mountain under the basket, moved with somewhat clumsy steps to defend from under the basket.

At the high post, Yuan Yuan's agile footwork easily shook off the tank's defense, and by the time she reached the basket, the No. 5 Middle School players who came to help were already in position. Leaning against the player coming to help defend, Yuanyuan, facing a defender of similar height and weight, used a hook shot off the backboard near the baseline—a move rarely seen in female players.

Fifth Middle School, instead of fully utilizing their strength in their strongest area—positional offense—was instead exploited by Thirty-Three Middle School. Thirty-Three Middle School capitalized on three unexpected plays and one turnover, widening their four-point deficit in the first half to nine points when both teams' starters were on the court.

Both sides fought hard in the final twenty minutes, but Fifth Middle School lost to Thirty-Three Middle School by two points. What impressed the Fifth Middle School coach most in this game was the Thirty-Three Middle School team's abundant energy and tenacious defense, as well as their substitute center who inflicted one turnover and two unexpected mistakes on Fifth Middle School in the second half.

Coming to Thirty-Three Middle School to work with Xie Xin, the former Fifth Middle School coach also realized that in this team, the head coach only trained the team's offense and tactics; the rest of the training was done by the temporarily brought-in assistant coach.

Having trained such a tenacious defense and such a distinctive center, the former coach of No. 5 Middle School was filled with curiosity about the person who was now training with the players.

It was now Yuanyuan and him having one-on-one training.

Back to back, Yuanyuan supported himself with his back, struggling to withstand each powerful impact from his back. With each powerful impact, Yuanyuan's legs, supporting him, slid forward inch by inch.

The roles reversed; Yuanyuan was now forcefully impacting him with his back. He, on the other hand, only swayed slightly with each impact, his feet remaining perfectly still.

Shoulder to shoulder, back to chest, chest to back—these were all movements a center must make in both offense and defense. These movements were divided into two groups: one group focused on static strength training, and the other group focused on technique training that involved footwork.

Each set of drills was highly professional, but the meticulous coach from the former No. 5 Middle School noticed that during skill-based training, the content he instructed Yuan Yuan on differed from what he had learned and what he had taught his players in certain details. He was asking Yuan Yuan to learn how to use leverage.

Leverage? The coach from the former No. 5 Middle School recalled the final match. Tank, after forcefully pushing past Yuan Yuan who was firmly holding her back, couldn't withstand the impact and fell. Was that leveraging? When Yuan Yuan leaned against Tank pushing her, she pushed backward with force, and when Tank suddenly pushed her back, she suddenly took a step to the side, shook off Tank, and turned to jump shot. Was that leveraging?

Yes, Yuan Yuan's absolute strength was still somewhat lacking compared to a true center, but if she could flexibly utilize these leverage techniques he had taught her, it would greatly compensate for her shortcomings.

The coach from the former No. 5 Middle School was observing Yuan Yuan's training with him, but Yuan Yuan was personally experiencing the differences in details between his training and the usual drills.

On the first day of the absolute strength training, he was exhausted and collapsed after completing only one-third of the other team members' training volume. So, he created a separate training plan for himself based on his own condition.

His plan involved breaking down the training into smaller, manageable exercises after ensuring the total training volume was met, without overemphasizing the total amount of work. With the total volume guaranteed, his training volume reached more than two-thirds of the other team members' after two weeks. It was at this point that he was asked to do skills training.

However, on the first day of skills training, every place on his body that he had bumped or squeezed was either bruised or swollen. It hurt! His whole body ached! When the pain was unbearable, he really wanted to curse him, hit him, and give up training.

But then, his warm hands gently massaged him, and he used his specially made pain-relieving medicine, which greatly alleviated his pain. He even found himself starting to like this feeling of gradually finding relief from extreme pain!

Before I could figure out why I liked this feeling, I realized that I was leaning against a very mature man when we were practicing together again. I leaned

against him with my back, bumped against him with my shoulder, and squeezed against him with my chest.

The man's thick back muscles, the man's strong shoulders, the man's warm chest. Although these different feelings were suddenly so clear, I was still able to calm down and focus on training. However, I also quietly changed some details of the training. For example, when I rested against his broad back... For example, when I bumped against his shoulder, I, being taller than him, would let the breath from my lips brush against his hair and blow across his cheek.

Chapter 2: Wrong, or not (8)

The last group of offensive practice was coming to an end. Yuan Yuan leaned against the defender while dribbling and trying to find an opportunity to get rid of the defense. The defender was very familiar with her, so no matter what Yuan Yuan wanted to do, the defender would stop her in advance.

Being watched closely, unable to find a single opportunity to attack, Yuanyuan remained calm and composed. On the contrary, she seemed to enjoy snuggling against his broad chest, even after he had taken the ball from her.

Ever since Yuanyuan had taken to doing practice sets with him, whenever she reached the last set and the ball was taken from her, she would lean against his strong embrace for a few seconds to rest.

Previously, Yuanyuan's rest time in his arms had never exceeded three seconds, but today, perhaps they were both tired. Yuanyuan had evened her breathing in his arms, and the embrace wasn't as subtle as before, gently pulling her away.

Yu Lian chased after the ball from the side, and Yuanyuan reluctantly slipped out of his embrace, but as she did so, she slightly tilted her head, letting her lips lightly brush against his cheek.

The morning training session had just ended, and Tie Yi, who was standing at the entrance of the teaching building with his ninth-grade class, gestured for Li Feng to answer his phone.

It was Fei'er calling; she was telling her father-in-law that she had to film a TV show and wouldn't be home for the next few days. Knowing he was coaching the team, she gave him some instructions not to overwork himself before hanging up.

Li Feng returned the phone to Tie Yi, who told him she was going to pick up her daughter from the Third Municipal Middle School and wouldn't be visiting Li Feng's house for the next few days. After saying this, Tie Yi hurriedly went to the city to pick up her daughter.

Xie Xin was going to a gathering with her former teammates at noon today, leaving Principal Li, who had been surrounded by beautiful women for the past few days, all alone. However, Principal Li now truly wished for more of this solitary life, because while there were three beautiful women in his household, he could only watch them flit around without ever getting close, and he was constantly being teased by them, intentionally or unintentionally.

Fei'er had shown Principal Li what a woman truly was, but even knowing what a real woman was, Principal Li was constantly aroused by the teasing of these three women! And once this fire started, it wouldn't go out all day.

Burning with anxiety, Principal Li's greatest wish now was to constantly immerse himself in ice-cold water; only then might he feel a little better.

In this state, Principal Li had unconsciously brought out the side effects of it. Like today, during training with Yuanyuan, when she leaned against him at the end, he didn't gently move away as usual, but instead lost himself for a moment in the girl's sweaty, fragrant scent.

Although this loss was quickly snapped out of his reverie by Yu Lian coming to retrieve the ball, Principal Li, who had always been proper and respectful before Fei'er, felt a pang of regret and longing after Yuanyuan left his embrace.

This feeling of loss made Principal Li want to curse himself, because as a teacher, having inappropriate thoughts about his student was unacceptable. Even though this student who had stirred such thoughts in him was already taller than him, she was still, after all, a child.

But no matter how much Principal Li blamed himself, when these vibrant young girls gathered around him again, their increased beauty made it even harder for him to control himself.

The most striking example was when Yu Lian, taking advantage of the physical contact during training, squeezed tightly into Principal Li's arms, just like Yuan Yuan. Principal Li seemed to have not only forgotten his earlier self-reproach, but his hands even unconsciously made a slightly more subtle, additional movement.

The culmination of all this was in the awkward yet bold responses of Yu Lian and several other girls when Principal Li gave them a relaxation massage.

For example, Yuan Yuan would intentionally or unintentionally pull her sportswear up a little, letting Principal Li see her fair and smooth abdomen, partially hidden beneath her clothes.

Zhang Nan, lying on her back on the mat, would make her sportswear bulge tightly, revealing her two most prominent breasts among the group of girls.

Yu Lian, at the end of the massage, liked to sit up, and while Principal Li massaged her ankles and calves, she would gently press her bare feet, without her shoes or socks, against Principal Li's abdomen.

In the past, Principal Li would either ignore these girls' little antics or simply laugh it off. However, today, Yuanyuan's sports uniform was pulled up a bit too high, exposing half of her lower abdomen and revealing her flesh-colored underwear underneath.

Principal Li seemed not to be looking at it much, but in reality, his eyes were involuntarily drawn to the part of Yuanyuan's uniform that had been pulled up so high.

Zhang Nan hadn't kept her uniform tightly pulled up today, as she had taken it off due to excessive sweating. The sleeveless, tight-fitting top clung even more tightly to her skin under the sweat stains. It was so tight that it highlighted her curves and fullness. And Principal Li seemed to see two faintly pink nipples on her tight, full breasts. His

foot gently pressed against her lower abdomen again, and Principal Li's taut abdominal muscles felt the softness of the girl's skin, while he felt the surging power of his breath on her feet.

Such scenes were commonplace for the girls in the team, but today, beneath the seemingly ordinary surface, a slight difference in position fundamentally altered the nature of the situation.

It was Yu Lian who, emboldened by Principal Li's lack of avoidance, secretly pleased. Her toes touched the tense abdominal muscles, and her foot slid slightly across her lower abdomen with added force.

The final change was that Yu Lian's movement became slightly larger, and her heel landed squarely on something fixed to Principal Li's lower abdomen.

This thing, which had been causing trouble for several days, was now being stepped on by the girl's soft foot, like a sudden gust of wind blowing into a smoldering fire, bursting into flames three feet high.

Hard as fire, it pressed firmly against Yu Lian's heel. A jolt ran through her body; it was Principal Li, and it was Yu Lian. At that moment, Yu Lian's feet froze, and Principal Li's massaging hands, after a pause, also remained motionless. Both of them, frozen in place for a moment, let out gasps.

It was Tank, the new addition to the No. 33 Middle School girls' basketball team, who accidentally bumped into the equipment rack. With a loud bang, Principal Li and Yu Lian, who seemed glued together, were separated in a flash.

Principal Li hurriedly left the training field, needing to clear his head amidst deeper self-reproach. However, the three women at home were not there at noon. Having eaten at the school cafeteria, Principal Li strolled along the rows of maple trees on campus.

In a daze, Principal Li raised his head, as if subconsciously, as if some unknown force within him was pulling him, and he found himself in front of the dormitory specially prepared for the school's girls' team.

"Teacher Li, you've come to see us?"

Principal Li, who was about to leave with a wry smile at his inexplicable arrival, was stopped by a voice behind him.

"Ah, it's Shuwen. Is everyone in the dorm?"

Turning to the girl, who was taller than him, Principal Li asked, his words somewhat insincere. He had meant to say, "I'm just strolling around, not here to disturb your rest." But somehow, the words came out differently.

"Everyone's here, Ms. Li, please come in,"

Guo Shuwen said, walking to the dorm room door and opening it.

The girls' team had four dorm rooms connected by a corridor. Guo Shuwen opened the corridor door, and Principal Li followed behind her, heading towards one of the dorm rooms.

"Ah!"

A few short exclamations escaped, not because of Shuwen entering, but because of Principal Li following behind. In their own little world, the girls seemed completely at ease and relaxed. For example, she might wear a bra on top and a pair of shorts on the bottom; or she might wear a small tank top without a bra underneath, clearly showing the bright red nipples on her chest…

“Hehe… Teacher Li, come in quickly!”

Yu Lian, who was the first to recover from her surprise, ran to the door wearing her bra and pulled Principal Li, who was about to leave, into the dormitory.

Perhaps he was “bewitched,” Principal Li was pulled into the dormitory by Yu Lian in a daze.

“Haha… Teacher Li… Teacher Li… is… blushing… blushing! Haha… Teacher Li… you… haha… are… so… so cute!”

Seeing Principal Li’s face turn bright red after being pulled in by Yu Lian, Yuan Yuan pointed at him and laughed so hard she could barely speak.

Yu Lian, seeing Principal Li’s “adorable” appearance, was even more delighted and hugged him tightly, planting a strong kiss on his exceptionally cute red face.

The peak of embarrassment is when you're no longer embarrassed. In that moment of reversal, Principal Li, his mind a little blank, suddenly pulled Yu Lian into his arms, planted a loud kiss on her lips, and then shoved her onto the bed closest to the door in the dormitory.

Uh—Principal Li's sudden turn of events left all the girls in the dormitory utterly stunned! With her waist completely encircled by Principal Li's warm, large hands, the usually fearless Yu Lian could only lean weakly against him, letting him pull her onto the bed.

"Teacher Li is bullying us!"

Shu Wen, usually the quietest girl in the girls' group, after recovering from the shock, bravely charged at the seemingly imposing Principal Li.

One person's courage can boost everyone's morale! So, all the girls in the room bravely charged at Principal Li.

The girls who rushed onto the "enemy" (Principal Li) did only one thing in their frantic rush: they pushed him onto the bed, rendering him immobile, and then roughly handled him with their small hands.

The girls, fresh from their training, had just showered, and the strong, mingled scent of their bodies and shower gel filled Principal Li's nostrils. The thin clothing and the girls' smooth, supple skin deeply stimulated his senses, causing his mind to go blank.

Perhaps it was this mental blank that made his body act uncontrollably. Principal Li's hand, which was around Yu Lian's waist, slid upwards in the crowd and slipped inside her bra. By sheer coincidence, the tips of two of his fingers touched the small, red nipples on Yu Lian's breasts, rubbing and pinching them as the girls crowded around.

Shu Wen was the first to rush onto Principal Li, so she was pushed into his arms by the girls who followed. Unfortunately, wearing a short skirt, she happened to press her legs onto Principal Li's other hand, and Principal Li's hand went through her short skirt and sank deep between her legs.

Chapter 2: Wrong, or not (9)

Yu Lian's bra was pushed up in the crowd, and Principal Li's big hand uncontrollably followed the pushed-up bra, directly covering Yu Lian's small peaks that were not covered by a bra.

On the other side, when a big hand went between Shu Wen's legs, her legs reflexively squeezed together, and then she went limp and lay on Principal Li's chest.

Yu Lian's red cherry, hardened by the fingertips, radiated a firm elasticity that stimulated Principal Li's nerves, and he almost roughly let the big hand covering Yu Lian's small peaks rub them to his heart's content. His hand, which had been tightly clamped between Shu Wen's legs, was freed as she slumped into his arms. So, while his other hand caressed Yu Lian's small breasts, his fingers, like snakes, slipped inside the edge of Shu Wen's panties.

Yuan Yuan, who had climbed onto the bed from the other side, embraced Principal Li's head, her cool, youthful lips lightly covering his large mouth. His sweet tongue entwined with hers, and he greedily swallowed the saliva flowing from her mouth. Yu Lian's bra was roughly pushed higher by a large hand, her two small breasts, completely exposed to the air, being kneaded to their fullest extent.

Shu Wen's panties were pulled and ripped down to her thighs, and a large hand covered her vulva without leaving a gap. The neatly trimmed pubic hair was twisted and bent by the fingers, and as the two gates of her vulva were kneaded and caressed, a faint scent of moisture seeped out.

It's unclear who pulled down Principal Li's loose sweatpants and then his tight underwear, but what is known is that after a gasp of surprise, several small hands simultaneously grabbed Principal Li's erect penis...

(omitted... omitted as much as possible).

True to her reputation as the team's most physically fit player, while the other girls lay sprawled on the bed, too exhausted to move, Yu Lian still had the strength to straddle Principal Li's crotch. With her inexperienced little mouth, she not only made Principal Li's erect penis ejaculate fully, but also swallowed as much of the third gushing, milky-white, viscous fluid as possible.

The fluid that hadn't been swallowed spilled onto her lips and chest. With this spilled fluid, Yu Lian embraced her principal, her current lover, and kissed him deeply.

Ever since Principal Li understood matters of the heart, his body, honed to a tireless state by his grandfather's medicinal wine and health regimen, had never truly found satisfaction through release. For years, he had relied on the guiding techniques of this health regimen to alleviate his ever-growing desires. He had suppressed these accumulated desires for nearly thirty years.

The medicinal wine permeated his body daily; the initially moderate amount of medicine, lacking a proper outlet, slowly accumulated in every corner of his body. When this accumulation reached a certain point, even his sweat carried a faint medicinal scent.

Unbeknownst to him, he was now a person whose entire body exuded medicinal power, but this power couldn't be used to cure illness; its only effect was to unknowingly ignite passions in women who came too close to him.

For over six months, Principal Li trained day and night with the girls on the sports team. Excessive physical contact, especially the daily massages he gave to all the girls, gradually made these girls, just beginning to experience romantic feelings, dependent on him amidst the medicinal aroma.

This inexplicable dependence led the girls, consciously or unconsciously, to enjoy being as close to him as possible, and while inhaling the scent emanating from his body, they unknowingly and subconsciously made sensitive physical contact with him. What

captivated the girls most was the feeling of Principal Li's warm palms touching their skin. At that moment, a sensitivity and anticipation they had never experienced before made them reluctant to let him go.

Soon, more often than not, the girls would see him approaching and feel secretly happy, and watch him leave and feel silently reluctant to part. However, all these feelings hidden in the hearts of the girls were completely changed after Shu Wen returned from visiting a former classmate.

That day, Shu Wen's classmate had gone out, and feeling a little bored alone, Shu Wen found some magazines and two CDs under her classmate's pillow. Before Shuwen could even look at the magazine and DVD, Yuanyuan called to tell her to return to the team for training.

Shuwen stuffed the magazine and DVD into her bag, hailed a taxi, and went back to school. That evening, Yuanyuan, who lived with her at school, had a portable DVD player, so Shuwen took out the DVD she'd gotten from a classmate earlier that day and started playing it.

It was a very classic old film, titled "Norwegian Girl Incest." Nowadays, girls aren't as taboo as they used to be; they're open to new things. Aside from a little shyness at first, they became quite open after watching for a while, joking with Shuwen about her own budding infatuation, while also having a detailed discussion about the plot and certain parts of the men's bodies.

The girls secretly watched both films until 1 a.m., because they watched each one twice, and the film was interrupted for about an hour during the night check.

School lights went out at 10 p.m., but the advantage of the portable DVD player was that it had batteries. The machine's battery eventually ran out; otherwise, these girls, huddled together under their blankets watching videos, might have stayed up until dawn.

Several magazines passed from one girl to another; those she hadn't read during the day hid under the covers that night, reading them over and over again with a small flashlight.

The girls' burgeoning romantic feelings directly led to a decline in their training levels. However, under the strict supervision of Coach Xie Xin and Principal Li, and because even the best things lose their novelty after a while, the girls recovered to their normal training levels after a few days of adjustment.

However, this accidental change opened a hazy, expectant window in the hearts of all the girls. Under the irresistible temptation within this window, the girls, whose minds had undergone tremendous changes, turned their gazes towards their principal.

If Yu Lian's act of lifting the covers on the principal and Xie Xin in the hotel was the first real glimpse of a mature man for the girls, then Shu Wen's secret and voluntary return of the items from her classmates was the final trigger that led to today's scene.

Several group sex films, even more chaotic yet psychologically detailed and stimulating narratives, coupled with the increasingly strong scent of drugs from Principal Li in recent days, provided the girls with an opportunity for breakthrough and release.

For Principal Li, his body, over the past year, had been further conditioned by Fei'er's allure. And with three women constantly in front of him, teasing him to the brink of explosion, he was already lucky to have held on until today without being consumed by the pent-up lust.

However, in the midst of his pent-up passion, he had already caused six girls to bid farewell to their innocent girlhood and become six real women when he came to his senses.

Chapter Two: Wrong, to be corrected (10)

If the crime of rape is of ordinary circumstances, the sentence is four to seven years of imprisonment. If the circumstances are serious, such as the six girls in this case, how should the sentence be determined? According to the whole incident that just happened, as long as the girls do not insist, then the law should recognize it as seduction, right?

But even if it is seduction, these girls are all over sixteen years old. So what is the current sentencing standard of the criminal law? But then again, even if I step in dog poop today and all the girls forgive me and I am exempt from legal responsibility, can I still explain to Fei'er, Xie Xin and Tie Yi? Can I explain?

"Teacher Li, it felt so good just now!"

Yu Lian, who had been slumped against Principal Li after swallowing his gushing fluid, opened her eyes. She stroked his firm chest muscles as she spoke.

"Teacher Li, what are you thinking about?"

Feeling Li Feng's arm tighten slightly, but without responding further, Yu Lian lifted her head from his embrace and looked into his eyes.

The girl, experiencing love for the first time, still had a lingering blush on her languid face. A few strands of her neat hair, damp with sweat, fell from her forehead. Deeply moved, Li Feng's hand unexpectedly reached to her forehead, gently tidying her hair.

The tenderness—the tenderness emanating from a mature man—instantly captivated the girl. Her slightly flushed face, savoring this intoxicating moment, gently pressed against the man's outstretched hand. In this intoxicating warmth, she slowly rubbed her cheek against his palm.

"Xiao Lian..."

The girl, equally radiating tenderness, captivated the man, who wanted to say something to her, but the words caught in his throat.

"Hehe..."

Seeing the complex emotions behind the tenderness in Li Feng's eyes, Yu Lian smiled softly and kissed his hand resting on her cheek, asking, "Teacher, are you worried about something?"

"Yes, I'm worried about you. Because I don't know how much harm this will cause you, how much it will affect you in the future. And I'm very..."

Li Feng's words were cut short when Yu Lian's small hand gently covered his mouth.

"Teacher, do you understand girls these days?"

Yu Lian asked, her slender fingers tracing Li Feng's larger-than-average nose.

"Girls these days? Are girls these days different from girls in the past?" After thinking for a moment, not knowing where to find the differences, Principal Li honestly said, "I don't know."

"Then does the teacher know what we think about now?"

After a slight pause, Yu Lian added, "I mean, do you know how we view relationships between men and women now?"

"I don't know."

Before coming to No. 33 Middle School, Principal Li had been away from school for more than seven years, and even when he was teaching, it was in elementary schools. Although his daughter was about the same age as Yu Lian and the others, and Li Feng often talked with her, he really didn't know how girls of that age, or rather, girls born in the late 1980s, viewed relationships between men and women. Therefore, Principal Li answered very frankly.

"I'm willing to give my first time to the person I love, even if I can't be with him for life. I will marry someone who loves me, but I won't necessarily give him everything."

Stopping her hand that was touching Li Feng's big nose, Yu Lian said very seriously. "

I can dedicate everything to the person I love, even if I can't be with him for life; I can hold hands with the person who loves me for life, but I might also hold back some things." This way of thinking about relationships is something that Principal Li and others born in the 1960s cannot fully understand, or rather, they would find it difficult to accept. However, if Yu Lian's words represent the majority of people her age, then it reflects, from one perspective, a significant change in society's views on certain matters.

As for whether this change is reasonable, Principal Li cannot judge; what he needs to face is how to deal with what has happened.

"Xiao Lian, can you give your teacher some time? Let me sort everything out before giving you a responsible explanation, okay?"

Principal Li cleared the jumbled thoughts in his mind and looked at Yu Lian, asking for her opinion.

"Hehe... Teacher, you want to give us an explanation?"

Yu Lian chuckled again and asked in return.

"Yes!"

Principal Li nodded firmly.

"Haha... Teacher Li, you...you..."

A light chuckle turned into a loud laugh. Yu Lian patted Principal Li's chest muscles, and under his surprised gaze, shouted at the other girls on the bed beside her, "Get up! Stop pretending! You little sluts! What are you pretending for? Get up! Didn't you hear Teacher Li is going to give you an explanation? Get up!"

"You're the shameless slut!"

Shu Wen, who was lying on the same bed as Li Feng and Yu Lian, sat up abruptly before Yu Lian finished speaking, protesting verbally while reaching out to pinch Yu Lian's bare bottom.

Amidst the playful wrestling between Yu Lian and Shu Wen, at the signal of Yuan Yuan, who had already gotten up, the other girls, also completely naked, got off their respective beds and moved the bed opposite Principal Li's bed to sit next to theirs.

All the girls rushed to the two beds opposite each other. Two of them helped Shu Wen punish Yu Lian, while the other two pinned the dumbfounded Principal Li down.

One gave Principal Li an awkward kiss, while the other lay between his legs, teasing his half-erect penis until it suddenly became erect again.

The tall and fit girls were the result of Principal Li's persistent physical training, which gave them great endurance and resilience. Even though their legs were burning with pain, they persevered. The earlier frenzy had left them tired, but they were determined to face the next challenge. Yuan

Yuan was the first to straddle Principal Li, but when it came to the second relay, Principal Li took the lead… (The rest of the text is fragmented and nonsensical, likely due to OCR errors.) Aside from Xie Xin and two female teachers who rarely stayed overnight at the school, even the other female students living in the dorms separated by four rows of maple trees rarely came. Xie Xin wasn't at school today, nor were the two female teachers who shared a room with her. It was unclear whether this was a rare opportunity given to Principal Li by fate, or a huge trap he had been laid in. Today's events were different from what had happened between him and Xie Xin and Tie Yi; they were too sensitive and too complex for Principal Li to make a hasty decision. Moreover, he didn't know what decision to make to resolve the situation. Now he only had one path: to rack his brains to find a proper solution. "Principal Li—" Only Tian Rong still addressed him that way at the school, and it was this call that made the pensive Principal Li stop his aimless wandering. "Secretary Tian, what brings you here?" Looking at Tian Rong standing in front of the teaching building, Li Feng asked as he walked towards her. "Principal Li, Xie Xin just called and said she won't be back until tomorrow. She wants you and Coach Han to lead the team in training first." After relaying Xie Xin's message, Tian Rong took out her phone and said to Principal Li, "Another call came to your office looking for you, but I couldn't find you, so I wrote down the number. Do you think you should call her back?" Nodding to indicate he understood, Principal Li took the phone from Tian Rong, glanced at the number she had written down, and recognizing Fei'er's number, gestured for her to call him back. He simply pressed the green dial button on the phone, and after hearing the dial tone, Tian Rong handed the phone back to Principal Li. Watching Principal Li turn around and listen to the call, Tian Rong shook her head vigorously. Indeed, in this day and age, a school principal doesn't know how to use a mobile phone? Was this a bit of a joke? Or was the principal in front of her truly from the Stone Age? Regardless of the unbelievable explanation, this man stood before her, and whether he asked her to make a call or took the phone from her hand, he showed no awkwardness or inferiority. He faced everything naturally. What kind of person would someone with such a mindset be like in real life? Watching Principal Li return the phone, thank her, and turn away, Tian Rong couldn't help but wonder. Aside from the pent-up desires his grandfather had instilled in him since childhood, Principal Li was remarkably indifferent to everything else. When he worked as a union propaganda officer at the aluminum factory, he was a competent propagandist. Later, seconded to a primary school by the military region, he remained a teacher for fifteen years. Even after joining the adult education office, where three deputy directors each took on a responsibility, he found his duties much more relaxed. He didn't reject what he had in life, and he didn't crave what he didn't have. With this attitude towards life, his performance at work should be characterized by dedication. Even when given power, he still delegated all responsibilities to those who were truly in charge. Inaction, in essence, is action; it's just that this attitude and mindset are less common in today's materialistic society. Life is full of things we can never possess, even with a lifetime of effort, and even more things we can only dream of. Rather than wielding power against fate and struggling to hold onto everything we desire, it's better to do our best and then calmly accept the ebb and flow of life. After receiving Fei'er's call, Principal Li's previously chaotic mind seemed to brighten. Yes, at most, there's no way out, at most, the sin is unforgivable. As long as he doesn't run away, the mistake ends there; could anything worse happen? A few students walked towards the school cafeteria, and Principal Li called out to Zhang Nan as she came to get food. Zhang Nan wasn't among the girls who stayed in the dormitory that afternoon, and Li Feng didn't think about where Zhang Nan and the other girls had gone. Remembering that the girls in the dormitory had all gotten dressed, Principal Li instructed Zhang Nan to bring food to the six girls who hadn't gotten up yet. His daughter was in high school at the city's top-tier No. 3 Middle School. Because it was inconvenient for her to go home, she lived with her aunt. Except for winter and summer vacations or long holidays, she generally didn't go home on Saturdays and Sundays. Entering his office, Li Feng first called his daughter to inquire about her recent studies, then casually turned on his computer. This computer in the office was one Li Feng had personally assembled, and the initial reason for assembling it was simply because of a game—a game that, for his daughter's sake, forced Li Feng to dedicate more than two hours every day to playing. It was a new domestically produced game, designed based on the works of various martial arts novel masters. It had a very provocative promotional tagline: "In the magnificent world of martial arts, which mountain peak do you want to watch the sunrise from!" Last summer vacation, his daughter downloaded this game, which was still in testing. She made a promise with her father that she could play it as long as it didn't interfere with her studies. His daughter's request wasn't unreasonable, so Li Feng readily agreed. However, when registering with her father, his daughter chose a male character, specifically the only one without a party in the game—a ranger. Since she chose a male character, her father casually asked her why. She told him she wanted to be a lone swordsman like Fu Hongxue from Gu Long's novels. Fu Hongxue was a swordsman burdened with hatred, growing up in tragedy. Although he didn't end up like Qiao Feng, he had few admirers. But whatever his daughter liked, he let her enjoy it; he, as her father, would just sit and watch. It was his daughter's first time playing a large-scale online game. Although her computer skills were far superior to her father's, some of the game's scenarios still left her flustered. Seeing his daughter, usually his computer teacher, turn to him, an even bigger novice, for help when she was in a hurry, the father felt anxious for his daughter but also secretly wanted to lend a hand. In his fifteen years of teaching (though he taught elementary school), Li Feng's students have gone on to work in many different industries, and many of these successful graduates haven't forgotten their teacher, leaving him their contact information. Tan Liang, one of Li Feng's earliest students to enter the workforce, currently works as a game designer. And so, when his daughter got anxious, the father thought of this student.

After contacting Tan Liang and telling him about his daughter, Tan Liang immediately patted his chest on the phone and promised to bring his junior sister out.

The father had just found a solution for his daughter, but his daughter was about to start school, and she entrusted this glorious and arduous task to her father before going to class. When his daughter

left for class, there were still two months left in the game's public beta period. The father, who was entrusted with this important task by his daughter, had no choice but to follow behind the character applied for by his student and familiarize his daughter with the game.

After the game's public beta ended, his daughter had not yet had a holiday, so the father had no choice but to use the account his daughter had registered during the public beta to officially register for his daughter, and under the urging of his daughter's phone call, he began the arduous process of leveling up.

Chapter

3: When there is no way out (2)

After completing the system tasks in the game, following the guidance of his student, Li Feng put his game character in the dead water in the game and started killing monsters to level up.

This game differs from typical monster-slaying and leveling-up games. It uses monster-slaying as a way to train the player's proficiency in attack techniques. Once the player's attack skills reach a certain level, they can challenge other game characters or accept challenges from others.

Since the game's various attack methods no longer use turn-based systems, but instead emphasize the player's ability to master and apply attack techniques in combat—that is, their reaction and operational abilities during battle—it's essential to provide practice targets. Of course, these practice targets cannot be player-to-player. Because martial arts involve killing and injuring, mastering a technique requires more than just killing one or two people. If players practiced on other players, the game would become too bloody. Therefore, including the "monster-slaying" element in the game is a necessary compromise.

Principal Li's student, Tan Liang, seemed omniscient in the game, knowing everything from the map and system quests to the order of practice techniques and keyboard tricks. Before this game, Principal Li had only heard of online games but had never played one. Therefore, he never considered why his student, who was guiding him through leveling up, was so familiar with a newly released game. Principal Li simply followed his instructions without question.

Tan Liang was one of the game's designers, and the Ranger character Principal Li chose was designed by him. Without violating the "rules," Tan Liang shared everything he could with his teacher.

In Tan Liang's view, someone as inept as his teacher trying to play such a highly competitive game would only succeed if his opponent stood still; otherwise, by the time his teacher reacted, he would either be killed or completely helpless. He

had done his best; the outcome depended entirely on his teacher's luck.

After logging off and turning off his computer, it was completely dark outside. After checking the office and teaching buildings, Principal Li said goodbye to the gatekeeper and left the school. Since none of his three women had gone home to the military compound that day, Principal Li headed towards the dormitory in the aluminum factory's residential area.

Principal Li's dormitory was in the oldest residential area of the aluminum factory, and its once-first-class facilities hadn't declined despite the factory's poor performance; they were still functioning properly. For example, the streetlights in front of Principal Li's dormitory stayed on until midnight every night.

Reaching the dormitory building, a tall figure stood under the streetlight. Even from a distance, Principal Li recognized her as someone he knew well.

Yes, it was Zhang Nan standing under the streetlight. Principal Li was her Chinese teacher in her first-year high school class, and an assistant coach on the school's girls' team, where she was a key player. The teacher and student were very familiar with each other.

Seeing Zhang Nan here, Principal Li immediately understood. Zhang Nan and the other team members knew about what had happened between him and the six female team members that afternoon, but they had all quietly avoided it.

The girls in the team knew about his relationship with Fei'er and Xie Xin; perhaps only his relationship with Tie Yi remained a secret. Zhang Nan's presence here must be because she knew Fei'er and Xie Xin wouldn't be here tonight. Principal Li had a pretty good idea of her purpose in coming to see him at such a sensitive time, given that she was his and Xie Xin's favorite and most trusted team member.

"Xiao Nan, come upstairs and talk,"

Principal Li greeted Zhang Nan as she turned around at the sound of his footsteps, inviting her upstairs.

Opening the dormitory door, Principal Li and Zhang Nan entered together. While Principal Li changed his shoes and coat and poured water for Zhang Nan, she confidently explored the inner and outer rooms of the dormitory.

"This is much better than the school dorms. No wonder you don't live at school, Teacher Li."

Zhang Nan took the water Principal Li handed her and plopped down on the sofa, looking at Principal Li.

"You know how tight the dorms are at school. I'm just giving up my spot..."

"Tch—the dorms are tight, but there's still room for you, right? You're only staying here so you can be comfortable, and maybe even find someone to keep you company. You have the nerve to say you gave up your spot! Tell me, who in our school has ever asked you to give up their dorm?"

It's true, all the dorms at school were arranged by Principal Li himself. It seems no teacher or student has ever come to him about this. You say you gave up your dorm? Who would believe that!

Zhang Nan's sharp retort left Principal Li speechless, but Zhang Nan, seemingly oblivious to the situation, continued, "The house here is very nice, I like it a lot, and I'll be living here permanently

from now on." Zhang Nan hadn't mentioned a word about what happened that afternoon, but her current idea of Principal Li's was far more significant than discussing the events in the female team members' dormitory that afternoon. In other words, the dormitory incident of the women's team this afternoon was the main basis for Zhang Nan's idea (now it seems that the element of command was stronger?). It

is something that Zhang Nan implies behind her seemingly peaceful tone.

"Teacher Li, you don't need to explain the reason to me, and don't ask me why I live here. Because I don't want to hear your explanation, and I don't want to tell you why. You just need to know that I am going to live here now, and that's all. Okay, I see there is a bathtub here, I'm going to take a bath now."

Zhang Nan calmly finished speaking before Principal Li, and got up and went into the bathroom while humming a song.

Seeing that the sound of rushing water soon came from the bathroom, but the door was still half open, Principal Li shook his head with a bitter smile. After thinking for a while, he calmed down and went to the bedroom to find Xie Xin's pajamas and came to the half-open bathroom door.

Chapter 3: When there is no way (3)

"Dad, are these towels and shower gel Coach Xie's? I'll use them first!"

Li Feng was about to knock on the half-open bathroom door when Zhang Nan's voice drifted out, freezing his hand in place.

If Li Feng had just wondered whether Zhang Nan fully knew what had happened in the women's team dormitory that afternoon, now, Zhang Nan's call of "Dad" completely confirmed all his suspicions and lingering hopes. If Zhang Nan, who wasn't there, knew, then the other girls who weren't there must know too. Because in this world, things that don't need to be kept secret are things no one wants to know; conversely, the more someone tries to keep a secret, the more likely it is to be found out, and not just by one person.

The fact that Zhang Nan came at this time, and with this attitude, meant that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, those who knew about the dormitory incident that afternoon were likely limited to this group within a certain timeframe.

He was thankful Zhang Nan had come, thankful for giving him time to handle the situation! But for some reason, when Principal Li calmed himself down and knocked on the bathroom door again, he found his palms were sweaty, and his shirt was soaked through with sweat from his back.

Reaching out to knock on the bathroom door, Li Feng called out to Zhang Nan, who was showering inside: "Zhang Nan..."

Bang! The bathroom door was flung open, slamming Li Feng's words back into the air.

Zhang Nan, covered in steam, had water droplets dripping from her hair. She stared at Li Feng for a long time before blurting out, "You! From now on, you have to call me Xiao Nan, or Nan Nan! But! You absolutely can't call me Zhang Nan anymore!"

With that, she snatched the thing from Li Feng's hand, ignoring the stunned Li Feng, and swayed back into the shower.

The bathroom door remained wide open, and Zhang Nan, back under the showerhead, was once again fully exposed to Li Feng's eyes.

Water from the showerhead sprayed like beads onto Zhang Nan's shoulders, cascading down her perfect curves. The water, falling on her shoulders, created a faint mist. When the water clung to the girl's smooth skin, it seemed to coat her with a shimmering, transparent cloak.

Look? Such beauty is so captivating, so alluring. Leave? To leave, to merely profane it, would even the most beautiful things wither away? Perhaps it was just a momentary lapse of attention, or perhaps a long time had passed, but as Principal Li, unsure whether to stay or leave, struggled to make a decision, Zhang Nan, who was showering, turned her head and said, "Dad, come in and shower with me."

*Whoosh*—Principal Li's previously wooden-stump-like figure vanished from the open bathroom door.

Inside the bathroom, Zhang Nan hummed a song as she dried her hair, comparing

two items in front of her. One was the bathrobe she had just 'snatched' from Principal Li, and the other was the towel that had been lying in the bathroom. She picked up the bathrobe and draped it over herself; it fit well, but something seemed off. What was it? Was the bathrobe too long? It just covered her calves. Was it made of too much fabric? It didn't even reveal much skin below her neck.

She tossed the unsuitable bathrobe aside and picked up the towel… This seemed fine wrapped around her.

She slipped it under her armpits, around her chest and shoulders. The towel was about five inches long, from below his neck to his armpits, and just past his upper thighs.

In the bedroom, Principal Li, chased away by Zhang Nan's words, had stumbled in in a panic. Principal Li's dormitory was a one-bedroom apartment. Besides the bedroom and a small kitchen (only big enough for one person to cook, not directly facing the bathroom), the only other room, the living room, faced the bathroom directly.

It's said that when people are afraid, they hide in small spaces; when they are in the open, they stand in open places. But the largest space in Principal Li's dormitory was the bedroom, so why was he here…?

He was lying on his back on the bed, lost in thought.

"Dad, you've been waiting for me on the bed!"

Zhang Nan, wrapped in a towel, entered the bedroom and climbed onto the bed next to Li Feng.

Li Feng tried to sit up as soon as Zhang Nan climbed onto the bed, but it seemed that climbing onto the bed would also cause him to lose his balance; he half-fell into Zhang Nan's arms, pressing down on the already half-sitting Li Feng, and they lay down together again.

The bath towel wrapped around Zhang Nan's heaving chest looked precariously precarious; even without moving, it might slip off, let alone move at all.

Pulled back onto the bed by Zhang Nan, Principal Li dared not move a

muscle, given the extremely precarious state of the towel around her chest. He remained motionless, staring at the ceiling above him. Principal Li now resembled the figure unearthed from a Han Dynasty tomb, wrapped in a jade burial suit—the only difference being that his eyes were still open.

Perhaps the pillow wasn't right? Zhang Nan, sharing a pillow with Principal Li, shrank her neck, shifted her body, and pulled Li Feng's arm, which was next to hers, under her neck.

The arm was comfortable, the shoulder broad; after a few tentative movements, Zhang Nan chose the broad shoulder.

Li Feng remained still and silent, and Zhang Nan remained silent and made no significant movements. One was testing his patience against the guy inside the jade burial suit, the other was saying he wouldn't care even if it were an Egyptian pharaoh's mummy.

So, while Principal Li pretended to be wooden, Zhang Nan inconspicuously raised one hand, his index and middle fingers, like two little elf's feet, alternately skipping along the buttons of Li Feng's shirt, from top to bottom and then from bottom to top.

A good quality shirt, once buttoned, won't unbutton itself during movement. But even with a good quality shirt, even someone with the trick could easily unbutton it with just two fingers.

Before the second year of junior high, Zhang Nan's physical development wasn't outstanding, and he had many boyish traits. Wearing unisex shirts was a common part of Zhang Nan's home attire, and the cool, effortless button-opening technique was something he practiced for a long time. However, her cool moves were no longer useful in the second half of her junior year, because certain parts of her body had grown like leavened bread, growing wildly. If she wore a shirt, she couldn't even button up the top three buttons.

Men at home usually unbuttoned the top buttons of their shirts, and if they got hot, they would unbutton the second one.

Li Feng was very hot when Zhang Nan came in, so following the general rule, he also unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt. With a flick of his two slender fingers, the third button on Li Feng's shirt opened without being noticed. Moving down, the fourth button was on his waistband.

It was a bit difficult to flick it smoothly, so what else could he do if he didn't?

Chapter 3: When There's No Way Out (4)

Zhang Nan's hands were always cool all year round, so Li Feng felt her hand as soon as it reached into the shirt that Li Feng had just unbuttoned.

With a whoosh, Li Feng's arm was pulled away from Zhang Nan's head, and he scrambled out of bed.

"Dad! Where are you going?"

Zhang Nan, who had also gotten out of bed, blocked Li Feng's way and shouted.

"Dad... I... no... I... um... I... I'm going to take a shower," Principal Li stammered in a panic. Taking advantage of Zhang Nan's momentary lapse in attention while he was looking at his disheveled state, Principal Li vanished again.

Run! I'll see where you run to! Zhang Nan smugly smiled, holding the key to Li Feng's dormitory door in his hand.

Yes, yes, if the lock is locked from the inside with the key, it can't be opened by hand. But if you want to get out of the room, it's only three stories high. Are you going to open the window and jump out? Humph! Do you want to break your legs?!

The sound of running water entered the bedroom, and Zhang Nan, who was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, smiled even more broadly. Humming an anti-Japanese song, Zhang Nan swung her broadsword at the Japanese soldiers' heads and opened the bedroom closet.

She picked up the man's pajamas, then put them down; she picked up the man's bathrobe, gestured with it, then threw it back. Finally, she closed the closet door and walked out of the bedroom without taking anything.

"Zhang...Zhang Nan, you...how did you get...in here?"

Seeing Zhang Nan unlock the bathroom door, which had been broken and never repaired, Li Feng, like a little girl taking a bath naked, suddenly seeing a burly man barge in, asked in terror,

"Have you forgotten what I just told you?"

Looking at the terrified old 'girl' before her, Zhang Nan demanded sharply.

"I...you...I..."

The old 'girl' covered her most private parts with her hands, unable to recall what she had forgotten.

"What did I say to you when you were peeping at me while I was bathing?"

Zhang Nan loudly reminded the forgetful old 'girl' with a stern expression.

Peeping...peeping? Bathing! I said...

"Zhang..."

Suddenly remembering the request Zhang Nan had made while she was bathing, the old 'girl' had barely uttered the habitual "Zhang" when Zhang Nan glared at her with raised eyebrows, silencing her.

"Nan... Xiao... Xiao... Xiao Nan, you... you..."

Stared at by Zhang Nan with her raised eyebrows, the 'old girl' dared not resist in the slightest. Although she stammered, she completely obeyed her wishes.

"Hehe..."

Whether it was Nan or Xiao Nan, it was no longer Zhang Nan. Zhang Nan, whose face had instantly thawed, laughed and threw off the towel wrapped around her body, coming to Principal Li's standing shower.

"Zhang..."

Before Zhang Nan could even stand next to her, the old 'girl' swallowed the half-spoken "Zhang" back down, and continued, "Xiao... Xiao Nan..."

Zhang Nan reached out, and the old 'girl' struggled to finish her sentence. While adjusting the water temperature, Zhang Nan said to the old 'girl' who was standing there dumbfounded, "Dad, look! I didn't wash properly here. Dad, can you wash me?"

"Dad, I'll scrub your back first, and then you scrub mine!"

"Dad..."

Flat, round, and triangular, squares were dancing in the air. " Dancing and dancing in the fairy cave, the water curtain and fragrant grasses are swaying gently." The poem is not rhyming, and the rhyme scheme has been forgotten; it simply reads smoothly and can be further shortened.

"Dad, look at my breasts, which is bigger, Coach Xie's or mine?"

While Old Li was washing her with the showerhead, Zhang Nan cupped one of her breasts in one hand and asked him.

"Little...Nan, you...I...you...Xie..."

Her hand trembled, and before she could finish speaking, the showerhead, which was spraying water onto Zhang Nan's thigh, tilted, and the stream of water sprayed onto her exposed vulva, which was exposed because her legs were half-open.

"Hehe...Dad...Dad, you're so naughty! You sprayed water on my vulva!"

The water sprayed onto her labia, a hot and slightly itchy sensation. Laughing, Zhang Nan no longer cared about her father comparing her breasts to Coach Xie's. She hooked one arm around her father's neck and scolded him for his clumsy touch.

“Xiao Nan, Dad…no…Teacher…”

Old Li finally realized that, whether in front of women or girls, his mouth was as thick as his mother's cotton waistband—thick enough, but also incredibly clumsy.

“Dad, you’re spraying water there, do you like Nan Nan’s private parts?”

Zhang Nan asked, wrapping her arms around Old Li’s neck and letting her soft breath brush against his face.

“Xiao Nan, Dad…no…I…”

The girl’s soft breath, her smooth body, and her innocent yet alluring expression made Old Li’s thick lips, comparable to his cotton waistband, unable to utter a single word.

“Dad, I like you! I want you!”

Slightly shorter than Old Li, Zhang Nan, with her arms wrapped around his neck, could see his expression more clearly. So, Zhang Nan said to him very firmly, and slowly pressed her lips, which were only a hair’s breadth away from his, to his.

The girl’s lips were cool, soft, and full of elasticity. The coolness was intoxicating, the softness melted away all barriers, and in that gradually moving elasticity, a man's most primal throbbing was ignited from the depths of his heart.

One hand gently supported the back of the girl's head, the other encircled her slender waist, and a deep kiss, a man's focused affection for a woman,

was given. At first, the girl took the initiative, but her first kiss on a man's lips constantly reminded her of her inexperience. The man responded with a more skillful and loving kiss.

He guided the girl, teaching her inexperienced lips to intertwine with his. He sucked, letting the girl's smooth little tongue touch his large tongue briefly before they began to chase each other.

The girl's breasts, disproportionately large for her age, were so large that even one of Old Li's large hands couldn't completely cover them. The skin of her breasts was so delicate, and their elasticity so firm! One hand wasn't enough, so he used two. When even two hands weren't enough, he slowly lowered his head and licked her repeatedly with his rough, broad tongue.

The girl moaned softly, trembling slightly, her hands unconsciously scratching and kneading the man's neck.

He slowly picked her up, turning off the still-running showerhead. As he carried her out of the bathroom, Old Li took one of her long nipples into his mouth.

The girl cried out, an uncontrollable sound from the man's sucking on her nipple. She writhed, the sensation of her nipple being gnawed by his teeth causing her to writhe with unbearable pleasure.

A clean white towel dried the girl and Old Li. Another clean white towel was spread out on the bed like a cloud. In that moment, the girl Old Li placed on the towel understood what was about to happen.

A touch of nervousness, a hint of shyness, and overwhelming anticipation filled her as she embraced the man's deepest kiss.

Old Li's lips moved from the girl's panting mouth. They kissed their way down her smooth neck,

leaving trails of saliva on her collarbones. Old Li's probing lips then returned to her full breasts. His tongue circled her breasts, his lips sucking on the delicate skin. As the girl trembled, Old Li's tongue tightly gripped her nipple, no bigger than a little fingertip.

He had never seen such a long, elastic nipple before. And from that first sight, he wanted to hold it in his mouth forever.

The areola was a rosy pink, the nipple a vibrant, tender red. Old Li reluctantly released the nipple from his tongue and continued kissing his way down to her lower abdomen.

His tongue and lips gently licked her smooth, elastic belly. Between the girl's legs, which were sometimes clenched and sometimes spread, the thick, neatly trimmed pubic hair made Old Li roll his face over it. Her

very clean vulva, with drops of vaginal fluid seeping out, also had a slightly fishy smell. At the slightest touch of his fingers, the girl reflexively clamped her legs tightly together.

Old Li parted the girl's tightly closed legs and peered at her pink labia. Smelling the slight fishy smell from her vulva, Old Li's lips slowly took her labia into his mouth.

The girl cried out, her legs contracting and expanding, her hands grabbing and kneading Old Li's head haphazardly. At this moment, Old Li used his tongue to part the girl's labia and lick into her even more tender vagina.

The vaginal walls were as tender as freshly made tofu, and the clitoris, even with Old Li's nose pressing against it, remained erect and restless. Savoring the vaginal fluid flowing from deep within the girl's vagina, licking the tender, tofu-like vaginal walls, Old Li slowly lowered himself onto the girl.

Kissing the girl's panting lips, Old Li said, "Xiao Nan, Dad's going in."

"Mmm! Dad, please be gentle, it's...it's my first time."

Unlike the shyness of a typical first-timer, Zhang Nan wrapped her arms around Old Li and stated her request. "Good girl, Dad will be gentle, I won't hurt my good girl too much."

Saying this, Old Li kissed Zhang Nan to distract her, adjusting the angle of his penis as he slowly inserted it into Zhang Nan's vagina.

The lubrication was excellent; the girl's vagina, being her first time being penetrated by a man's penis, still felt a little tight. Old Li's penis had barely touched Zhang Nan's hymen when her vagina felt as if it were being torn apart, and tears welled in her eyes.

Pain was unavoidable; the only way was to make the pain less intense! So, after his penis pressed firmly against Zhang Nan's hymen, Old Li thrust harder.

"Ah—"

Zhang Nan cried out sharply, then her body stiffened, unable to move.

No matter how painful the moment the hymen was broken, once that hurdle was overcome, everything would be alright.

Zhang Nan pinched her father's back, cursing him as a big bad guy, a stinky daddy, while her father kissed her lips, her earlobes, or touched her breasts and rubbed her nipples, apologizing to his daughter. When

his daughter had pinched and cursed enough, her father kissed her lips and gently moved his penis inside her vagina.

The daughter frowned, and her lips were barely audible as her father kissed her. However, as her father's penis moved faster and faster inside her vagina, and the thrusting became more and more intense, the daughter's furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and the hissing sounds from her mouth turned into soft moans.

"Good girl, does it still hurt when Daddy fucks you?"

"No...it doesn't hurt anymore, Daddy...you...you...faster! Nannan's...inside...it's itchy!"

"Good girl, then Daddy...Daddy's almost there!"

"Faster...good...good Daddy! Faster...faster...faster...fuck me! Faster...fuck...fuck your daughter! Ah...ah...Daddy...Daddy! Faster...ah! No...ah...Daddy...Daddy...deeper! Too...too deep! Ah...Daddy...Daddy! I...I can't...ah! Ah...no! Daddy...Daddy—"

The girl, being a first-timer, was incredibly sensitive, and with her father's penis being both long and deep, and the attacks so intense, she only stopped for less than ten minutes before going limp in her orgasm.

The girl's vaginal fluid mixed with blood left specks on the white bath towel. Old Li kissed the girl, and then casually pulled a towel to cover them both. Holding the dazed girl, Old Li, who hadn't ejaculated, stared blankly at the dark floorboards.

The criminal law defines sexual assault as the act of using improper means to deceive another person into having sexual relations. There were six girls in the dormitory this afternoon, plus the one currently asleep in his arms, making a total of seven. The criminal law defines what constitutes sexual assault, but it doesn't clearly explain the difference between sexually assaulting six and sexually assaulting seven.

Generally, cases involving three to ten people are considered serious, while those involving more than ten are considered extremely serious. Seven girls fall into the category of serious, and given the national context, serious is one of the standards for severe and swift punishment. What about extremely serious cases? Yes, what are extremely serious cases like to be handled? Are they handled more severely and swiftly?

However, he can only define himself as one of the seven girls, which is still some distance from the threshold for extremely serious. If he includes all the girls on the team in his definition, that's eleven. Eleven is exactly the undisputed starting point for extremely serious cases…

His mind was in turmoil, but with relatively much physical exertion, Principal Li, lost in thought, eventually fell asleep.

There are two months until the senior high school students' college entrance exam, and one month before that, the junior high school students' middle school entrance exam. Unless a middle school is professionally focused on sports, if its students are excellent at basketball but their academic performance is abysmal, while not the absolute worst, it certainly won't be widely accepted.

In the current climate for middle schools, nothing is more convincing than student performance. The 33rd Middle School had a good basketball game, but like the stock market crashing, it plummeted from a high of 6,000 points to a low of 600 points before recovering to 720. Was it a last gasp, a death throes, or a genuine rebound? This college entrance exam and this middle school entrance exam will be the watershed moment.

Principal Li is strict about the school team's training, but he's even stricter about the students' academic performance. There's no fundamental conflict between these two things. As long as you study when you should study, play when you should play sports, and experience the joy of learning and the happiness of playing sports, even if you don't ultimately become the most successful person (let's not talk about who the most successful person in the world is—Buddha? A beggar? Or Jesus with a big nose?), at least you've learned how to live.

Principal Li taught elementary school for fifteen years. What made him feel gratified wasn't that his students had become powerful figures, but that he and these growing children had learned how to live together.

Learning how to live isn't difficult in itself; it's simply an attitude towards the many things in life. Alright. However, the truly difficult thing in life is this simple attitude—the attitude towards life.

Learning is a part of life. But among people's likes and dislikes, some like it, some don't, and some are somewhere in between. What teachers teach children is not how to pursue what they like. Because liking something inherently involves desire, and desire can lead to unscrupulous means. Excessively lecturing someone about what they like is like adding unnecessary details, even though there are lizards in this world.

Teaching children how to deal with what they dislike is more important than helping them pursue what they like. This is what Principal Li has always believed, regardless of his past teachings. In elementary and now middle schools, this is what I tell children most often.

Good students 'like' learning; you just need to clearly explain what they need to master, and they'll work hard on the rest. 'Bad' students don't like learning, but you must tell them what to do about things they don't like. You

have to do things you don't like, just like a lazy person has to hold their nose and wash their smelly feet—no matter how lazy or smelly, you still have to wash them!

However, not all foot washing is the same, even among lazy people. Principal Li's advice to lazy people is: if you want to be even lazier washing your feet later, then wash them thoroughly this time. Make sure each wash is of high quality. Even if you are lazy, your feet will never be much dirtier than those who wash their feet frequently, because you ensure the quality when you wash your feet, so there won't be any dead corners on your feet that you can't wash often.

Being a little lazy in your studies can be remedied, but leaving dead corners is really hard to fix.

Is it difficult to get children to concentrate in the classroom for those few tens of minutes? Anyway, Principal Li didn't think it was too difficult.

Chapter 3: When there is no way (5)

The loss of students has meant that only three-quarters of the spacious classrooms of the 33rd Middle School are used. As the homeroom teacher, Li Feng is giving the students in the class a weekly learning summary twice a week. And two of the four newly assigned college students are sitting behind the students listening in.

The two newly assigned college graduates had heard many stories about Principal Li, who stood on the podium. This principal only had a high school diploma; reportedly, due to a particular historical reason in our country, he hadn't graduated high school.

Principal Li was originally a worker in an aluminum factory. Because of his beautiful calligraphy, he was noticed by a military official and temporarily transferred from the aluminum factory to the military-run primary school, becoming a teacher under the guise of a worker.

This worker from the aluminum factory spent three years being elected as the principal of the military primary school. His first act as principal was to integrate the military primary school, which wasn't directly under the jurisdiction of the Beizhen education system, into the Beizhen system. This meant that, except for personnel and finances, the military primary school, which wasn't directly under the education system's jurisdiction, was synchronized with the education system in all other aspects. This included unified enrollment, unified examinations, unified entrance scores, and participation in internal evaluations of schools within the education system.

The military is a special entity in a country, and because of this special status, the former Beizhen Education Bureau had always given the military primary school preferential treatment, allowing it to enroll students independently and lowering its entrance scores. Now that those being supported say they've grown up, the Beizhen Education Bureau, which has long been criticized by other directly affiliated primary schools for favoring the military district primary school, is more than happy to go along with it.

Except for independent enrollment, the military district primary school and other primary schools in Beizhen are on the same starting line. It is this unified starting line that allowed the military district primary school to create a legend. Before the implementation of nine-year compulsory education, the military district primary school consistently maintained the highest college entrance examination pass rate. After the implementation of nine-year compulsory education, in all the unified examinations for primary schools in the Beizhen education system, the military district primary school consistently ranked at the top.

As time passed and various national reforms deepened, the military district primary school was finally fully integrated into the Jiangzhong City education system. When the Education Bureau took over the military district primary school, they discovered a problem while verifying the school's staff: this school, which had been creating miracles, only had a vice-principal and no principal.

Because the principal's affiliation remained with the current aluminum group (formerly the aluminum plant), the military district primary school, which had been independently enrolling students, basically only admitted children of military personnel. For the principal who had worked tirelessly for over a decade for the children of military families, only to be there to help out, the military wouldn't discard him after he'd served his purpose. When the Education Bureau took over the military primary school, the military leaders specifically sought out this principal who had been helping for over a decade.

Faced with the choice of officially entering the education system with the rest of the school, or returning to the then-booming aluminum group (it's worth noting that even an ordinary employee at the aluminum group earned more than double the local average income), Principal Li, who had already taught at the school for over a decade, chose to officially enter the education

system. However, two years after his choice, and after the military primary school once again achieved a two-year miracle in the city, he was transferred from the military primary school to the city's Adult Education Office to oversee adult education during a major personnel reshuffle by the Municipal Education Commission.

Creating a miracle in one year might not be too difficult, but to create miracles over twelve years is no accident. During his

seven years of adult education work, Li Feng kept pondering one question: what kind of junior and senior high school education would make so many people need to go through the motions of obtaining a diploma after becoming adults?

Over seven years, Li Feng read all the junior and senior high school textbooks he could find and studied numerous examples from renowned teachers. When the mood struck him, he would visit the Education Bureau's research office to listen to professional educators share their insights. He also used the office's connections to sit in on classes at several middle schools.

It's fair to say that in those seven years, Li Feng gained a thorough understanding of junior and senior high school teaching methods, especially the textbooks for each subject. Now, all he lacks is a chance to put his knowledge into practice.

At the military district primary school, Li Feng was not only a versatile teacher except for English, but also frequently served as a "firefighter" for students from first to sixth grade. Because the military district primary school had few teachers, if one teacher needed to take leave, Li Feng, the principal, would often be the first to fill in. Now in middle school, Li Feng remains a versatile teacher, but instead of standing on the podium every day filling in for absent teachers, he focuses more on reviewing and summarizing for the students. He spends most

of his time lecturing to the students, allowing them to concentrate on their studies. However, getting most of the boys and girls born in the 1990s to concentrate in class requires a lot of skill. And these skills can't be used endlessly. It's like tickling someone under their armpit; at first, they'll laugh until tears stream down their face, but if you keep tickling them like that, they might slap you in the face.

The relaxed and enjoyable review and summary session made the two class periods slip by unnoticed. When Teacher Li shooed away a few students who were still clinging to him after class, the two future teachers who had observed the two classes didn't even bother to say goodbye to their principal before rushing out with the majority of the students. Yes, they were driven by the pent-up emotions in their bellies.

Math representative Zhang Hao and language arts representative Xing Yueyue were Teacher Li's two biggest headaches because they rarely asked questions about the curriculum; their questions were more about unknown questions in any field of the world.

Mr. Li had already done his best to ensure his students focused on understanding the curriculum. Asking him to explore uncharted territories in other fields was simply beyond his capabilities!

But, as a teacher, how could he ignore his students' questions? However, these two little ones were too familiar with Mr. Li, so he completely disregarded their presence. Whenever they approached, he would simply shoo them away.

Perhaps because they were so close, the two little ones didn't take Mr. Li's aloofness seriously at all; they were like two little tugs of gum, one blocking and the other pulling, trapping Mr. Li. Suddenly

, a group of children who had just returned from the restroom seized the opportunity to surround Mr. Li.

"Mr. Li, you're starting to show favoritism now!"

One of the children spoke up—the class monitor, Bai Xue—her first words being an accusation against Mr. Li. “Yes…”

“That’s right…”

Bai Xue’s words immediately resonated with all the little ones surrounding Teacher Li. So, the little ones’ storm swept towards Teacher Li, who was in the center.

“Stop, stop, stop!”

Teacher Li, who was in the center of the storm, quickly made a stop gesture to try to clear his name.

“Okay, everyone, quiet down and let Teacher Li speak for himself.”

Bai Xue’s words seemed to have more authority than Teacher Li’s. As soon as she spoke, Teacher Li’s stop gesture had no effect for a long time and immediately quieted down.

Chapter 3: When there is no way out (6)

“Students, you say that the teacher is biased. Then I would like to ask you why you say that the teacher is biased?”

Looking at the little ones who had quieted down, Teacher Li asked them with a smile.

"Let me speak first,"

Bai Xue stopped the eager children from speaking, and looked at Teacher Li seriously, saying, "Teacher Li, how many times a day have you been coming to the class lately?"

"At least three or four times a day."

Although she'd been very busy, Teacher Li considered herself a responsible homeroom teacher.

"And how long do you stay in the classroom each time, Teacher Li?"

The frequency of her visits seemed consistent, but the quality of her visits was also something Bai Xue was concerned about.

"It should be about the same as before."

"That's true. Since you've done everything you were supposed to do each time you come to class, the time spent shouldn't be too different," Teacher Li said confidently.

"Are you all satisfied with Teacher Li's answer?"

After asking Teacher Li two questions, Bai Xue turned to her students.

"No!"

The students answered in unison.

"Then, Teacher Li, do you know why everyone is dissatisfied with your answer?"

Having received the students' answer, Bai Xue looked at Teacher Li and asked again.

"Well… I really haven't noticed this situation. But I'd like to know, is it because you feel I've been coming to class less lately that you think I'm paying less attention to you, and therefore think I'm being biased?"

It's easy to handle if one student misunderstands you, but if the whole class thinks this way, it's not a simple problem. So Teacher Li asked her students very seriously.

"Teacher Li, what you just said is only one aspect, but it's not the main point."

As soon as Teacher Li finished speaking, Xing Yueyue stood up for Bai Xue and took over. She looked at the teacher and continued, "Ms. Li, you're our homeroom teacher for Class 2, Grade 9, but you're also the principal of this school, and you teach senior high classes as well. So, we absolutely won't say anything about you spending less time in class because of that. What we want to say is that your reduced time in class isn't because of what I just said, but because you've shown less concern for us for other reasons. As for what those reasons are, Ms. Li, you should know very well, right?"

Lately? Lately, besides being in class, I've spent most of my time with the team. Could it be that my focus on the team has made these kids feel resentful? Thinking it over, Teacher Li quickly explained, "Recently, I've been very concerned about our school's basketball team. However, as you know, Teacher Xie is the only one carrying the team, and our school simply can't spare anyone to assist her. So, I was forced to help out. But don't worry, I'll definitely come to class more often to talk to everyone and make sure the team's affairs don't affect our class."

"Teacher Li, we know what you just said, and we fully support you going to our school's team to assist Teacher Xie. Besides, you helped the team with training, and our school won first place in the city competition. We're all very proud of you. What we're asking is, has the Education Bureau already sent someone to assist Teacher Xie?"

"Yes, and the Education Bureau has also transferred several players from other schools to our school to strengthen our team. We hope our team will achieve good results in the provincial middle school basketball tournament in August."

Since she wanted to explain things thoroughly, Teacher Li elaborated on this point.

"Teacher Li, is the person the Education Bureau sent to assist Teacher Xie this time highly skilled?"

After Teacher Li finished speaking, Xing Yueyue asked a question that seemed unrelated to the one she had been pursuing.

"Yes, the person the Education Bureau sent to assist Teacher Xie this time is highly skilled. She is the coach of the Fifth Middle School team. Their school won first place in the boys' team and second place in the girls' team in this city competition."

Teacher Li explained in more detail.

"Teacher Li, this is the question we want to ask! Teacher Li, before, when no one else from the school assisted Teacher Xie, we fully supported you in helping. But now that the Education Bureau has sent such a skilled coach to assist Teacher Xie, Teacher Li, you should have completed your task. Since you have completed your task, why are you still always with the team and rarely have time to care about us? Is it because the girls' team won first place in the city competition and brought glory to the school, while we didn't bring any honor to the school, so you care about them and not us?"

Pointing to the heart of the problem, Xing Yueyue's tone became a little agitated, but her reasoning became clearer.

"Hehe..."

Looking at Xing Yueyue, her chest heaving with excitement, and the rest of the class staring at her intently, Teacher Li smiled and asked, "Do you know how tough team training is?"

"Yes!"

The students all nodded in unison. "And do you know how tiring team training is?"

Teacher Li continued.

"Yes."

The little heads nodded in unison again.

"Since team training is both tough and tiring, do you think I would be willing to train with them every day?"

Combining the two questions, Teacher Li asked.

Over 80% of the students said no, because nobody wants to do something so tough and tiring. One and a half thought, maybe someone isn't afraid of hardship? The remaining half scoffed, muttering in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Tch—who are you trying to fool with this talk of hardship and fatigue! Everyone knows how beautiful the girls on the team are, and how many people would love to endure hardship and fatigue with them but never get the chance!" And now, someone is clearly captivated by the beautiful female team members. The elder could easily stay there and not want to go home, yet he comes here complaining about being tired and exhausted! Hmph!

"Do you remember Vice Mayor Fang who inspected our school a few days ago?"

Seeing the expressions on the children's faces, Teacher Li changed the subject.

"Was it Vice Mayor Fang Jing?"

While many children nodded in agreement, Xing Yueyue pressed on.

"Yes, it was Vice Mayor Fang Jing,"

Teacher Li affirmed.

"Does Teacher Li's participation in helping the team have anything to do with her being the vice mayor?"

Xing Yueyue pressed for the answer.

"Yes! It was Vice Mayor Fang who personally requested it, making Teacher Li suffer with the team! Tell me, how could Teacher Li disobey Vice Mayor Fang's orders?"

To be honest, Teacher Li's usual physical exercise over the years was no less than the amount of exercise she did during the school's girls' team training. The things she had persisted in for decades, Teacher Li now complaining about as if it were hardship—the meaning behind it seemed to go beyond that, didn't it?

"Did Vice Mayor Fang really send you to help the team?"

Xing Yueyue asked again, somewhat surprised.

Xing Yueyue's concern also surprised Teacher Li, but he still answered, "Yes, it was Fang..."

"I'll go ask her why she did this!"

Before Teacher Li could finish speaking, Xing Yueyue interrupted him, taking out her phone to dial a number as she walked out of the classroom.

Everyone was surprised that Xing Yueyue was going to ask the mayor a question, but the reason Teacher Li hadn't been in class much wasn't what they had imagined. The understanding children, after forgiving their teacher, chatted with her about topics that made them happy.

The children had made such a big scene just because he had been in class a little less often, just to make him explain himself. Teacher Li was half touched by the children's trust and reliance, and half amazed by the bold and decisive thinking of today's children! Yes, the psychology and way of thinking of children today are completely different from what they used to be.

Teacher Li was only moved and touched; he didn't take today's events too seriously, so he didn't think deeply about whether such things were just superficial.

Bai Xue and Zhang Hao are siblings. Bai Xue takes her mother's surname, while Zhang Hao takes his father's surname. This is not because there is anything wrong with their family, but because their parents and family members all agreed to this arrangement after the twins were born.

In Class 2 of the third year of junior high school, Bai Xue and Xing Yueyue are rivals who compete in every aspect. However, their competition is hidden and subtle. Even though this competition became more intense after Teacher Li became the class teacher for a semester, it was still limited to the two of them.

These two girls, who were just beginning to experience love, secretly fell in love with their class teacher. The intense competition between the girls was greatly changed by an unexpected event.

Chapter

3: When There is No Way Out (7)

A new class teacher arrived. It is said that he is also the principal of the school. He stood on the podium and gave a simple introduction of himself. Then he went down from the podium and introduced himself to each student in the class. After

all the students had introduced themselves, he went back to the podium and began to take attendance. However, he didn't call roll by looking at the roster; instead, he called out each student's name in the order they had met him.

This remarkable memory immediately impressed the entire class, and his gentle and approachable manner won them all over.

From that day on, he showed everyone that Chinese class could be so rich and colorful, and that learning Chinese could be so interesting. He often read texts aloud to the class, and with his tone constantly changing according to the ups and downs of the plot, the students listened quietly and gradually learned how to understand a text that seemed dull or even somewhat 'childish'.

He would also call on a student to read aloud, and unconsciously, these students adopted his mindset, immersing themselves in the scenes described in the text. Even those who didn't read aloud were drawn into this state of mind by the clear reading, allowing the text to be clearly imprinted in their minds.

A text that is deeply memorized through reading aloud only requires a little guidance to grasp its key points, thus clarifying previously blurred information.

Before he came to No. 33 Middle School, the classroom teaching there had been disorganized for several years, with the most prominent example being the current Grade 9 Class 2, which was also the Grade 8 Class 2 when he first took over. For

the first week after his arrival, he rarely started lecturing immediately upon stepping onto the podium. Instead, he subtly drew all the students' attention to the podium through a few witty and engaging "casual conversations." With highly focused attention, his casual conversations seamlessly integrated into the text, and in a lingering atmosphere, the entire class period passed silently.

Gradually, not only his Chinese classes became less disorganized, but the disorganization also disappeared in other subjects. Even the most restless student in the class accepted his suggestion to try concentrating on things he didn't like for twenty minutes.

A suggestion made without coercion subtly changed many restless students in class. A goal achievable with minimal effort transformed a person's attitude towards the world around them over time: even something I disliked, I would diligently complete when needed.

In his eyes, his attitude towards classmates never differed based on academic performance. He treated everyone with equal respect, patiently and meticulously explaining concepts. He understood each student, and each student, while understanding the textbook, was also gradually understanding their true selves.

He knew a great deal, never irritated by questions, and was always calmly humorous. Most importantly, you received the respect you deserved from him! Thus, the boys in the class affectionately admired him, while many of the girls, within this admiration, slowly developed a budding affection.

The school's girls' team was a beautiful sight at No. 33 Middle School. Seeing their crushes constantly surrounded by this beautiful scene, several girls in Class 2 of Grade 9, under the influence of an unknown psychology, suddenly felt a sense of worry: would their crushes get lost in this beautiful scene and slowly drift further and further away?

Originally, Bai Xue and Xing Yueyue were secretly engaged in a fierce competition for this affection, but when their crushes were drawn into the beautiful scene of the school's girls' team, the two girls, who were neck and neck in their competition, suddenly felt a shared sense of grievance.

However, pulling the crushes of the two competing girls back from that beautiful scene required a very convincing explanation. Where could they find a convincing explanation? This really worried both girls. Then,

the Education Bureau sent new coaches and players! This way, their crushes wouldn't be so lost in that beautiful scene anymore! However, the two girls' elation lasted only two days, because the person they were so attached to actually went back after leaving that place! Furious and helpless, Xing Yueyue sought out her rival, Bai Xue. After a brief discussion, the two reached a consensus: put aside their internal competition, the most important thing now was to win back the person who was completely captivated by that place!

The power of the masses is great! One of the girls, having reached an agreement, casually mentioned in class: "Teacher Li is only thinking about the school girls' team now; she's almost forgotten about us students!" To further convince them, the two girls cited detailed examples of unusual changes in Teacher Li's behavior in the class before and after she joined the school girls' team.

Many other girls, still clinging to Teacher Li in their naiveté, had already sensed the change in their beloved. Although most of them felt only disappointment and jealousy, they hadn't considered such a deeper aspect. Now, with this hint, their intense disappointment and jealousy instantly convinced them of the truth! So, without a second thought, they formed an alliance against the odds.

The little boy, caught up in the fervor of admiration, became even more impulsive than anyone else when the girls started cheering! Shouting slogans, they joined the alliance without hesitation.

After getting answers from Teacher Li, and with the guidance of two insightful individuals, their enthusiasm became an unstoppable torrent.

Xing Yueyue, dejected after the phone call, knew without asking that the question she sought had been answered—the answer she least wanted to know. However, her dejection didn't mean she would completely give up on fighting for her rights.

And so, under her and Bai Xue's renewed encouragement, Teacher Li, at the request of the entire class, had to make the necessary promises. For example, she would come to the classroom whenever she had time, interact more with the students… And with the high school entrance exam approaching, she would focus more on the class's review, and provide special tutoring to students when necessary…

In fact, Teacher Li's numerous promises all boiled down to one thing: spending as little time as possible among the girls' team and dedicating more time to her own class.

This morning, Zhang Nan missed the women's team training due to illness. Six other players who did attend also appeared listless.

They all suspected they had caught a cold. To prevent the other players from being infected by this sudden illness, Xie Xin and the coach from No. 5 Middle School discussed the matter. The players with colds were to return to their dormitories for isolation and rest, while those who hadn't caught the cold continued training after taking preventative measures.

However, training had only been going on for a short while when even those who had taken precautions said one after another, "I think I might have caught a cold too. I'll go isolate and rest as well." Soon, only

the four players who had come with the No. 5 Middle School coach were still able to continue training on the court.

Colds are common and frequently occurring illnesses, so they are generally not taken very seriously. But when a cold spreads to the entire group, it becomes a serious matter!

After letting the four players still training on the field rest, Xie Xin and the coach from No. 5 Middle School quickly went to discuss the matter with the principal, who had just come from Class 2 of the third grade.

A collective cold? Principal Li was initially quite surprised when he heard the report, but as he anxiously recounted who had caught a cold, his anxiety subsided considerably. He patted Xie Xin on the shoulder, who was still anxiously reporting, and said, "Teacher Xie, don't worry. I have a way to deal with this cold."

There are many treatments for common and frequently occurring diseases, but even though colds are common, they can't be cured in a few days! Haven't you seen people with colds dragging on for ten days or half a month without getting better?

Xie Xin absolutely acknowledged that Principal Li was a skilled massage therapist, but could someone who knew massage necessarily cure a cold? And judging from Principal Li's confident demeanor, it seemed he really did have some miraculous cure?

Xie Xin was full of suspicion, while the coach from No. 5 Middle School widened his eyes. Yes, this person was truly unfathomable! This wasn't just because he was skilled in team training; he was also a medical expert!

Escorted by a suspicious gaze and an admiring, surprised look, Principal Li headed towards the girls' team dormitory, which was temporarily 'isolated' due to a cold.

Nearly an hour later, Principal Li returned from the girls' team dormitory. He told Xie Xin and the coach from No. 5 Middle School that the girls' team members were all fine and guaranteed to train normally tomorrow. He then gathered the four players resting on the sidelines to begin training.

These four players, bolstering the No. 33 Middle School girls' team, included three former key players from No. 5 Middle School's team and one key player from No. 3 Middle School's team.

Wouldn't it be better to gather all the outstanding players from various schools into one team? The answer is no. Because a team's ability to perform at a high level isn't simply a matter of putting all the best players together. It involves the team's overall style and tactical arrangements, the coordination and cooperation between players and coaches, between players themselves, the team's core playing style, and the core leadership of the players—all of which cannot be resolved in a few days.

Furthermore, such blatant cheating might be exposed by other participating teams!

The three players from No. 5 Middle School are a center known for his tank-like skills, a point guard, and a small forward. The player from No. 3 Middle School is a versatile player; she can play shooting guard, ball-handler, and even small forward depending on the tactics.

Their fundamentals and tactical awareness are top-notch among middle schools in Jiangzhong City. However, they all share a common weakness: a lack of stamina to run an entire game. The

No. 33 Middle School girls' team, whose core tactics revolve around team defense and fast breaks, demands extremely high stamina from its players. Their average height and other physical differences are compensated for by their relentless running. If we add the four new players who joined the team, the No. 33 Middle School girls' team should be considered near-top-tier among all middle school girls' basketball teams in Jiangzhong City.

However, compared to the rest of the province, the level of middle school girls' basketball in Jiangzhong City is only barely above top-tier. So if you want to achieve ideal results in the provincial competition, you have to fight hard in every game!

Fighting is not only about willpower, but also about physical fitness! The four new players will face this kind of test.

Chapter 3: When there is no way (8)

Among the four girls, Tank is the one who needs to increase her physical fitness to adapt to the team's style of play. However, this girl, who is called Tank, whose real name is Wang Yarou, only likes basketball. So she can train in ball skills, but she usually only touches on physical fitness training. If the intensity of exercise is increased, she will retreat.

The original coach of No. 5 Middle School was very optimistic about Yarou's development in basketball and was full of expectations for this seventeen-year-old. Unfortunately, the coach had the intention to cultivate her, but she had no intention to support her. So the coach of No. 5 Middle School could only sigh.

Yuanyuan was a model (although she had played basketball for a few days before) who joined the basketball team for systematic training. However, to transform someone who previously lacked stamina and physical strength into someone capable of competing with the strongest opponents on the basketball court in less than a year, her own efforts were crucial, but the person who created the training plan for her and consistently supervised her training was equally indispensable.

For Ya Rou, on whom she had placed such high hopes, the biggest reason for the Fifth Middle School team's loss in the final stages of the city competition was their decline in stamina. But Ya Rou is Ya Rou; knowing her lack of stamina was a significant weakness, she still didn't take physical training seriously. After all, her family only enjoyed basketball but didn't intend for it to be a future career path. The

Fifth Middle School coach brought her to the Thirty-Third Middle School to help, their real intention being to see who could get Ya Rou to put more effort into physical training.

The atmosphere during the one-on-one half-court offensive and defensive drills was quite relaxed, but a small suggestion from Coach Li, who was only on the defensive side, subtly changed the atmosphere of the training session.

Mr. Li's suggestion was that the attacking team would take ten shots in ten minutes. If they made three, the defending player would have to walk around half the court and head the ball around. If the attacking team didn't make three, there were two options: one was for the loser to run around an obstacle course while he chased after them, getting hit by the ball if caught; the other option was to walk around half the court and head the ball around, just like the loser.

The shortest of the four girls was the one from No. 3 Middle School, but she was about the same height as Mr. Li, and her mid-range and long-range shooting was outstanding among female middle school players in Jiangzhong City. The remaining three were all significantly taller than Mr. Li. Although Mr. Li was a man and had good basketball skills, his suggestion was still a bit of a challenge for the four girls. "Can't we even achieve a 30% shooting percentage?" Ya Rou was the first to show her disapproval. Although basketball was just a hobby for her, if you underestimated her like this, her somewhat arrogant heart would definitely take it seriously and challenge you to a match.

Ya Rou's offensive zone is generally under the basket. Due to her superior weight and absolute strength, she likes to use her plump, fleshy buttocks to easily shove her defender aside before making an easy layup. However, as a relatively well-rounded center, her mid-range shot is also quite good; it's just that she uses it very effectively on the court.

After inbounding the ball from center circle and dribbling a little inside the free-throw arc, Ya Rou makes a sudden stop and jumps to shoot. Coach Li, who was on defense, was consistently in position, but he didn't block Ya Rou's first shot, watching the basketball arc over his head and into the basket.

Returning to center circle for the inbound pass, Ya Rou took six shots in the remaining time. Two mid-range shots were blocked, and four layups under the basket also missed. Thus, with only a 10% shooting percentage, she faced one of the two options Coach Li had suggested:

a 1.9-meter-tall girl had to crawl on the court, head the ball around half the court! Without hesitation, Ya Rou chose the other option: obstacle course running.

A series of bright orange, cone-shaped obstacles were laid out along the sidelines of the court, one meter apart. Ya Rou had already circled five obstacles before Teacher Li finally picked up the ball to chase after her.

At the eighth obstacle, Teacher Li caught up with Ya Rou, and with a loud thud, the basketball in Teacher Li's hand slammed into Ya Rou's plump bottom!

Before she could even rub the stinging pain from the basketball, Ya Rou had to frantically run around the obstacles ahead again. The earlier suggestion was that she had to run through the entire obstacle course.

She did finish running the obstacles, but Ya Rou's plump bottom was hit hard five times by the basketball!

Whether it was humiliation or anger, Ya Rou couldn't say. As soon as she finished the last obstacle, she bit her lip and stood on the court. She needed to launch a second attack immediately; she needed to regain some face.

In the second ten minutes, Ya Rou didn't score a single point. Running around the ninth obstacle, when the basketball hit her backside for the second time, Ya Rou's tears flowed silently.

Standing on the court for the third time, in the third ten minutes, Ya Rou, whose strength suddenly seemed to have been drained, was blocked three times in the first four minutes. When she finally dribbled the ball to the basket, tears streaming down her face, her hands went empty, and the ball was stolen.

Having lost all her strength, Ya Rou slumped onto the court, sobbing softly.

The remaining ten minutes passed in Ya Rou's sobs. But since she had joined the game, the rules wouldn't change just because someone was crying.

Holding a basketball, Teacher Li used his eyes to stop the other teammates from comforting Ya Rou. When the allotted ten minutes were up, he calmly asked Ya Rou, "You lost again. Does our agreement still stand?"

Crying is a vague way of demanding compromise; it's just that when you try to use it to get someone to tacitly agree, they hand you the choice instead.

Compromise through tacit agreement can preserve some dignity, but if you admit to compromise yourself, you lose even that last bit of dignity.

Wiping away her tears, Ya Rou limped towards the long row of obstacle courses. Almost every step was met with heavy blows from the basketball. After struggling around the last obstacle, Ya Rou, sobbing loudly, collapsed at the edge of the field.

The coach from No. 5 Middle School couldn't bear to watch any longer, but just as she was about to walk towards the weeping Ya Rou, a man's cold gaze swept over her, causing her to turn her face away and stop in her tracks.

The sun had already set, and the last of the four team members was knocked down by the basketball and landed on the last obstacle. The four girls, who were lying on the court feeling like their bodies were falling apart, suddenly sat up with a jolt when they heard Teacher Li dribbling the basketball towards them.

Chapter 3: When there is no way (9)

After giving each of the four girls a 15-minute relaxation massage, it was completely dark. When Teacher Li helped the four girls who were still lying on the mats and didn't want to get up, Xie Xin and the coach of No. 5 Middle School came over with several team members carrying dinner.

The four girls wolfed down their food after receiving it from the coach and teammates, and Teacher Li also ate like crazy, making the people who brought them food smirk.

Since the whole team will be in closed training starting tomorrow, Ya Rou and the other three new team members will also be staying in the school dormitory. Besides the player from No. 3 Middle School who shared a dormitory with Xie Xin, Ya Rou and the original players from No. 5 Middle School each moved into one of the three dormitories for the school's girls' team. Therefore, another purpose of Xie Xin and the others' visit to the court was to show the four new players their new dormitories.

The coach from No. 5 Middle School had her own Chery car, so the 17-18 kilometer journey from the city to No. 33 Middle School was nothing to her. However, she said that to cooperate with the team's closed training, she would also be staying at No. 33 Middle School for a period of time, and she chose to stay with Xie Xin.

After settling the four girls into their new dormitories with the two female coaches, and also visiting the other team members who only said they had a cold and weren't feeling well but had neither a cough nor a fever, Teacher Li left the school alone and headed towards her dormitory.

The clear night sky was filled with twinkling stars, and the cool breeze felt very refreshing. Such a night and such a breeze instantly invigorated Teacher Li, whose steps were slightly weary.

The lights were on in her dormitory! Was Fei'er back? A surge of excitement welled up inside Ms. Li as she hurried upstairs.

Reaching the dormitory door, suppressing her excitement and anticipation, she gently unlocked it and tiptoed inside.

A smiling face watched her stealthily approaching. Caught off guard, Ms. Li scratched her head sheepishly and smiled at the person before her.

The person in the dormitory wasn't Fei'er, but Tie Yi, who had taken his daughter back to school that afternoon. Originally, even though her daughter was back in class, and although she desperately wanted to be with this man, she had maintained a woman's reserve (even though she had given herself to him) and intended to stay at home that evening.

However, that afternoon, Fei'er had called Xie Xin first, but Xie Xin told Fei'er that she had something to do and wasn't staying at the dormitory. She also told Fei'er that Tie Yi had also gone home because his daughter had gone home.

After listening to Xie Xin's words, Fei'er was silent for a moment, then spoke to Xie Xin with some worry about her

father-in-law. Fei'er was worried about her father-in-law's health; not that he was unwell, but rather that he was too energetic and had too much energy to release. She told Xie Xin very seriously that her father-in-law had been thoroughly aroused by the three of them lately and had no outlet for his energy. Knowing her father-in-law very well, she felt sorry for him, but more importantly, she knew that his heightened state, if left unreleased, would be very harmful to his health. Therefore, Fei'er hoped that at least one of the three of them could stay by his side in the future to prevent him from harming his health in the long run.

In addition, Fei'er bluntly mentioned the girls on Xie Xin's sports team. She said to Xie Xin, "You didn't notice how those girls treat their principal, did you?" In the past, based on her understanding of her father-in-law, Fei'er could have trusted that even if these girls, who were flirting with him, actually tried to flirt with him, he would definitely be able to control himself. But now, Fei'er had no confidence in her father-in-law at all. Therefore, Fei'er told Xie Xin not to let her father-in-law, whose fuse had already been lit, have too much contact with those girls who were flirting with him.

Xie Xin was quite confident in Principal Li's character; otherwise, she wouldn't have let a grown man so freely grope and touch her and the girls in her team. Even when the girls occasionally showed some flirtation to this principal who was both coach and team doctor, Xie Xin, seeing his calm response, didn't stop her team members, but instead, under some inexplicable psychological influence, watched him make a fool of himself.

However, after Fei'er's reminder today, Xie Xin realized the seriousness of the problem: a man who was being aroused and had his desires burning, facing a group of beautiful girls who were constantly trying to flirt with him! Even with his excellent character and self-control, it seems common for men, a species prone to being blinded by lust in extreme situations, to occasionally make a mistake that leads to irreparable harm.

Therefore, Xie Xin and Fei'er quickly reached an agreement on how to arrange for her father-in-law's care. Although Xie Xin herself couldn't take care of Principal Li tonight because the coach and a team member from No. 5 Middle School were staying in her school dormitory, she immediately contacted Tie Yi, who had just sent her daughter back to school.

After a brief exchange, Principal Li saw the light on when he returned to his dormitory.

Mending the fence after the sheep are lost is timely and necessary for the lambs still in the sheepfold, but for those lambs already in the wolf's mouth, chewed up and swallowed, such measures…

"Have you eaten?"

It's understandable for someone nearing fifty to play tricks, but to be so helpless when these tricks go wrong! While Tie Yi found it amusing, she felt a gentle touch on her heart, which then transformed into a simple greeting:

"I just ate at school with Xin'er and the others."

It was only at home that such a simple greeting was offered. Its simplicity instantly put Li Feng, who had been a little awkward, at ease.

"I just squeezed some watermelon juice and it's on the coffee table. Have some first, I'll go run you some water so you can take a shower later,"

Tie Yi said, handing Li Feng slippers to change into.

Mature women understand the meaning of home best. When they integrate themselves into their homes, the atmosphere they naturally create slowly envelops you in its warmth.

This kind of homely warmth is something women of Fei'er's age can't yet fully appreciate. But for people like Li Feng, who have experienced half a lifetime of life's vicissitudes, as the romantic and colorful years have quietly faded away, this simple and peaceful warmth is like a fine old wine, needing to be held in one's hands and savored quietly and slowly.

Tie Yi was gently embraced by Li Feng. Her body tensed slightly in the embrace before slowly relaxing, and she gently returned the embrace.

"Shall we go shower together?"

Holding the petite woman in his arms, Li Feng lowered his head and whispered, pressing his lips to her delicate earlobe.

"Mmm!"

The woman hesitated for a moment, then gently pinched the soft flesh of Li Feng's waist a few times before agreeing to his somewhat shameless suggestion in a very soft voice. ( The following lines are a poem, not directly related to the previous paragraph and are omitted:

Dot dot dot dot dot dot dot, squares dance in the air again. A three-inch chasm of warm water flows long, a half-foot monk bathes in a hot spring.

No need for meter or rhyme, just say it smoothly.)

"Who stayed here yesterday?"

Lying on Li Feng's firm chest, Tie Yi, who had just calmed down from his panting, asked, touching the still-erect member between his legs.

Zhang Nan had tidied up the house almost completely when she left in the afternoon, but Tie Yi had only noticed something from the slight changes in the placement of the toiletries in the bathroom. Speaking out now, what she had noticed was telling Li Feng, "I know that women other than Fei'er and Xie Xin stayed here, but I don't mind." However, this nonchalance implied that Li Feng had to be honest.

"It's Zhang Nan."

Li Feng answered apologetically, smoothing Tie Yi's sweat-soaked hair.

Chapter 3: When There's No Way Out (10)

"Old Li, do you know what Xin'er said when she called me this afternoon?"

Hearing Li Feng's answer, Tie Yi stopped stroking his chest and asked softly.

"It's related to the girls in the team, right?"

Li Feng realized something from Tie Yi's question and asked back.

Startled by Li Feng's question, Tie Yi looked at him for a while and said, "You also know about Xin'er and Fei'er's concerns, but it seems a bit too late now. So... what do you want to do about Zhang Nan's matter?"

"I haven't figured out a final solution to this matter yet. I want to wait until after the provincial basketball tournament is over before we talk about it. Because if we deal with it now, it might have a huge impact on the school and Zhang Nan and the others. So I want to put it aside for now, and deal with it after I've arranged everything and minimized all the negative impacts."

Li Feng stroked Tie Yi's face, carefully looking at the woman in front of him, and continued, "You, Xin'er, and Fei'er caused me a lot of trouble a few days ago, because I couldn't bear to part with any of the three of you. So when I faced the choice between the three of you, I was very..." The complexities and anguish within me. I know that no matter who I choose, it will cause great harm to the others, since it was my mistake that led to this situation, and I myself will never be able to forgive myself for it. All three of you are equally important to me; I can't bear to part with you, with Xin'er, and even more so with Fei'er. One reason is that you are all so wonderful, and the other is that I was too greedy. But no matter how greedy I was, my feelings for all three of you are genuine. So, for those few days, I kept thinking about how to make a choice without hurting any of you.”

Looking at the woman listening intently to him, Li Feng couldn't help but kiss her forehead and then said, "I'm so lucky, so incredibly lucky! It's your three incredibly generous tolerance that has given me this rare fortune! You've never criticized my philandering, nor have you ever complained about my greed. Originally, I was already very content to receive your tolerance and understanding, and I shouldn't have betrayed your kindness by doing anything inappropriate to Zhang Nan and the others. But I made one mistake after another, to the point that things spiraled out of control. This all happened because of me, which shows how incompetent I am; I can never control myself at crucial moments. This is true for you, and it's also true for Xin'er and Fei'er." "So... I'm sorry to every single one of you!"

He gently covered Li Feng's lips with his hand, stopping his increasingly agitated words. He kissed Li Feng's slightly flushed face and said, "Old Li, Xin'er, Fei'er, and I know very well what kind of person you are. The reason the three of us can stay by your side and be your women is because we all know what kind of person you are, which is why we made this choice without any regrets! And because we know what kind of person you are, we know that what happened between you and Zhang Nan was definitely not your intention. To be honest, Old Li, do you understand your own body?"

His own body? Besides being very healthy, rarely sick, and full of energy, the most troublesome problem lately seemed to be a certain part of his body that not only didn't obey his will, but also, due to its powerful and unrestrained impact, made him obey its commands when he was in a daze! But whether he made it obey him or he obeyed it, this thing was still his own body, so whether it had a problem or he had a problem, he had to take responsibility. Thinking of this, Li Feng said, "Xiao Yi, you don't need to make excuses for me like this. You know the body is a part of a person, so no matter what..."

"Hehe..."

Tie Yi interrupted Li Feng while laughing, saying, "Old Li, I'm not trying to make excuses for you. I'm saying, do you know what your current physical condition means to you?"

Besides making trouble worse, does this physical condition seem to have any positive implications? Li Feng really didn't know what else his trouble-making body could signify. He shook his head at the woman.

"Old Li, you've been too busy these past few days to think things through. Old Li, have you thought about why Fei'er, Xin'er, and I agreed to all be with you?"

Seeing Li Feng shaking his head, Tie Yi began the first step of her inductive analysis.

Old Li hadn't really thought about this question seriously, so he could only shake his head at Tie Yi's question.

“Old Li, Fei’er, the three of us agree to be with you. One reason is that you are someone we can entrust our lives to. The other reason, and the most important reason, is that you can bring happiness to all three of us at the same time.”

Seeing that Old Li was still puzzled by his initial explanation, Tie Yi continued, “Old Li, do you know what I mean by happiness?”

Making someone you love truly feel your sincere affection—does that count as bringing them happiness? If so, then such happiness should be between two people, but now it's between one and three. Does that mean dividing one person's sincere feelings into three parts? Can feelings divided into three parts still be considered sincere? If feelings divided into three parts are no longer sincere, can they still bring happiness to someone who entrusts their life to you? Unable to fully understand the meaning of happiness in Tie Yi's words, Li Feng shook his head.

"Happiness is actually being loved and loving the person who loves you back. It's already incredibly rare to be able to treat your loved one with sincerity. Even if that sincere love is divided, for the one being loved, as long as it's genuine enough, that's enough. Old Li, I know you have the same sincerity towards Fei'er and the other two of us. So, having experienced your sincerity towards us, we still feel the happiness you bring us."

Seeing that Old Li's brows furrowed the more he explained, Tie Yi simply stopped explaining and used his finger to smooth his brows.

Tie Yi smoothed away his furrowed brow with his fingers and continued, "Old Li, the matter between you and the three of us isn't complicated. To put it bluntly, besides feelings, sex is also very important in a marriage. In other words, if you were an ordinary man, the three of us wouldn't have stayed with you. It's not that we value sex above all else, but we all have to consider each other's needs. It's already difficult for an ordinary man to satisfy one woman sexually in his entire life, let alone three. I've been married before, and I know what unsatisfied sex means for a woman—it's torture, a long-term torment, both physically and mentally!" Because of this, some people call a marriage without sex an incomplete marriage. "

Slowly stroking Old Li's body, Tie Yi said in a soft, almost delirious voice, 'Old Li, do you know, it's because of your body that the three of us, Fei'er and I, accepted you. Old Li, do you know, the sex you gave me taught me what a truly happy woman is. Old Li. You don't know how important that feeling of reaching the clouds during sex is for a woman! Because at that moment, even if I died in that feeling, I would have no regrets. Old Li…'

The woman's eyes, as if in a dream, were clouded with a strange light, and her naked body, pressed tightly against Old Li's, began to writhe restlessly.

Don't you see, the squares roll down from the sky, piling up like mountains here. Don't you see, spring water flows beneath the ellipses, murmuring and confusing the world."

"Old Li."

"Hmm."

"How about I talk to Zhang Nan sometime these next few days?"

"Hmm... it's good for you to talk to her."

"Old Li, Fei'er and Xin'er both call you Dad." "

Hmm, Fei'er has been calling me that for a long time, and Xin'er probably learned it from Fei'er."

"Old Li, you're older than me, do you think it's okay for me to call you brother?"

"Hmm, Xiao Yi, you're like my little sister!"

"Then... then Old Li, I... I'll call you... call you Dad like Fei'er does, okay?"

"..."

Originally, he thought that after leading the school's girls' team to participate in the provincial competition, his path at No. 33 Middle School would come to an end. As for what awaited him in the unknown, Li Feng had thought about it, but could only imagine a vast darkness. Now, this path that seemed to be coming to an end seemed to have a new change. But Li Feng, who saw the new change as he approached the end of the road, couldn't say whether this change was because he had changed, or because others had changed, or perhaps everyone had changed.

The morning training was the first time the No. 33 Middle School girls' team had started their closed training. It turned out that all the players from No. 33 Middle School were trained by Xie Xin and the coach from No. 5 Middle School, while the four players who came as support were trained by Teacher Li.

The dignity and honor they had built on the basketball court were shattered after what seemed like a game-like challenge. The only way to reclaim what had been broken was to get back up where they had fallen!

Filled with hatred and stubbornness, Ya Rou and the other three players gritted their teeth and began physical training.

An hour and a half later, Ya Rou, who had the weakest stamina, was dragged out of the training group by Teacher Li, who grabbed her by the collar. This wasn't because Ya Rou wasn't working hard enough, but because if she continued training, she would suffer unnecessary injury from overtraining.

Two hours later, the other two players from No. 5 Middle School were also dragged out of the training area for the same reason. Half an hour later, while Ya Rou and the two players who had been dragged out earlier were doing cool-down exercises, the last player was also dragged out of the training area by Teacher Li.

Xie Xin and the coaches of No. 5 Middle School also started to do relaxation exercises with the players. After the relaxation exercises, it was time for the team's tactical drills. Teacher Li left the training ground and walked towards the first class of the first year of high school where she taught Chinese.

Chapter 4: This is very difficult (1)

Coach Mi Fengying of No. 5 Middle School was originally a coach who was very strict with the players. However, the players in the team she used to coach at No. 5 Middle School, such as Ya Rou, were very special. This made her have to treat the players differently when training them. Therefore, the team she coached had very good skills, but the players' overall physical reserves were a bit poor.

She knew the weaknesses of her team and wanted to work on them. However, girls like Ya Rou, who only regarded basketball as a hobby and had special backgrounds, were very lax in their physical training. If you talked to her, she would resist passively. If you wanted to be stricter, she would simply lie down and not do it.

If their skills were lacking, or if they were players of average status, Coach Mi would use a carrot-and-stick approach to ensure their obedience. However, with players like Ya Rou and her group, who possessed outstanding skills and were unyielding in crucial moments, Coach Mi was at a loss. The

astonishing stamina displayed by the No. 33 Middle School girls' team on the court made Coach Mi envious, and she wondered how they managed to train their players so well. Therefore, when asked to bring a few players to bolster the No. 33 Middle School team, she didn't hesitate to think of Ya Rou and her group of troublesome players.

If both sides were evenly matched in stamina, the No. 33 Middle School team's chances of defeating the No. 5 Middle School team were less than 30%. However, a team known for its technical and tactical prowess was being overwhelmed by the No. 5 Middle School team's almost frantic running and tenacious defense, leaving all the No. 5 Middle School players feeling frustrated! They truly wanted to regain their dignity on the court.

Coming to help the No. 33 Middle School team, they were determined to prove themselves. But on just three days of training with the team, their dignity was utterly shattered again, and by someone who seemed ordinary, in a seemingly casual and unintentional way.

This person who shattered their dignity taught them that competitive sports aren't about excelling in just one area to go far. When the competition is even, victory or defeat allows for more thorough preparation in all aspects. A

privileged background is not a sign of a lack of ambition; on the contrary, after being defeated, these girls displayed an incredibly strong sense of self-respect. They would reclaim their dignity on the court!

Seeing these girls, who used to complain endlessly about physical training, now acting like completely different people, desperately intensifying their physical training, Coach Mi's immense satisfaction lasted less than half an hour. The person who had given her that cold look that day stood beside her and calmly said: "Their physical training absolutely cannot exceed a quarter of the training plan, otherwise they will get injured."

"Their physical condition isn't good, and they haven't been training diligently. You've been trying to motivate them to train, and now they've voluntarily increased their training volume, but you're telling them they have to train according to the standards! Can't they even train a little more? Besides, isn't limiting their training volume discouraging them?"

Coach Mi muttered these complaints, largely stemming from a cold look she'd received that day and this indifferent tone today. As an excellent coach herself, she knew all too well that suddenly increasing training without proper control could easily lead to athletic fatigue and injuries. And once such injuries occur, they could haunt an athlete for life. Coach Mi might grumble, but she would absolutely be strict in ensuring what needed to be done.

Seeing Coach Mi strictly enforcing the training plan, Ms. Li, feeling relieved, quietly slipped away.

These were mock tests for each subject in the ninth grade class, which the students had just completed yesterday. However, the papers weren't graded by the subject teachers, but by the entire class, which Ms. Li had divided into five groups.

Except for the midterm and final exams, all other tests in Ms. Li's class followed this format.

It was a different experience; you were grading your classmates, and your classmates were grading you, and this grading didn't refer to standard answers beforehand. In other words, every score was a unanimous decision made by everyone in the group.

Here, you and I were equal, because you could always give what you thought was the correct answer, and even if your answer wasn't entirely correct, no one would laugh at you. Instead, someone would discuss it with you until you found the correct answer.

Whether your grades were excellent or not, there was complete equality here. This equality made every participating student realize, "I can do it too!"

Students who excel academically continue to excel here, while those who struggle academically, initially silent, gradually participate cautiously and now actively offer their opinions. This gradual process has blurred the lines between excellence and mediocrity.

Everyone has dignity. When given a platform to assert their dignity, they unconsciously gain confidence and reclaim it bit by bit.

This interaction makes what they've learned clearer in their minds, and this push unconsciously forms a driving force. Because no one wants to be ignored, and to avoid being ignored, one must put pressure on themselves. In Teacher Li's words, this pressure is: "I've tried, but I may not be the best; however, I can tell myself that my efforts haven't been ignored."

Not claiming to be the best, and not telling others that, is an attitude Teacher Li subtly instills in his students. This attitude ensures that even at the summit, you won't be blinded by the magnificent scenery, and you won't underestimate yourself when looking up at the mountain. Of all living beings, how many can truly reach the summit? As an ordinary person, shouldn't I feel a little proud of myself for being able to take things in stride?

All the test papers have been graded, and two students in each group are doing final verification with the answer key. The more active boys in the class quietly left the classroom with their basketballs and soccer balls, while several of the more active girls surrounded Ms. Li.

"Ms. Li, can't you have an office by yourself?"

Xing Yueyue was always the first to ask

Ms. Li questions. "Hehe... so you're afraid to ask me questions because I'm in an office with someone else?"

Ms. Li chuckled, countering with a question from Xing Yueyue, who always managed to find a bizarre way to ask.

"Teacher Li! I'm talking to you about a serious issue, please take it seriously!"

Xing Yueyue, with a serious expression, first corrected Teacher Li's attitude towards her problem, then continued, "Teacher Li, you see, so many students in our class often go to your office to ask questions, but your office is small and shares with other teachers. If more of us go, there won't even be room to stand. How are we supposed to ask you questions then? Besides, when we go, we'll disturb the teachers who share your office, which is also very inconvenient. So we unanimously request that Teacher Li have her own office."

Her students frequently went to her office to ask questions, and there had indeed been instances of overcrowding. Tie Yi, who shared an office with her, had even had to temporarily move to another office to make room for her students. However, given the current state of the school, Teacher Li, who didn't have a solution for the time being, could only tell her students that things would get better.

"Teacher Li, we know that the current situation at the school is difficult to change, but I have an idea, I wonder if Teacher Li could consider it?"

Bai Xue always directly addressed the core issue, and she was often the one who could offer suggestions.

"Oh! Bai Xue, tell me your good ideas!"

Teacher Li always readily accepted good suggestions, and this time was no exception.

The city had provided a lot of support to No. 33 Middle School's girls' basketball team to help them prepare for the provincial high school basketball tournament. One aspect of this support was the reopening of No. 33 Middle School's modern basketball gym, which had been out of use.

Bai Xue suggested that there were empty rooms in the gym, which the girls' team didn't need anyway. Why not clean them up and use them as offices?

It was summer, and the school staff offices were very stuffy because of the crowds, but the basketball gym had seven or eight empty rooms, each over ten square meters, and it even had central air conditioning. Since those rooms were just sitting idle and wouldn't be affected by the girls' team's training, why not let the school's hardworking teachers take advantage of the city's preferential policies?

Teacher Li immediately agreed with Bai Xue's suggestion and patted her on the shoulder as a reward.

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