Youth School Story

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My cell phone rang loudly, waking me from my sweet dream.

"Roll call."

I barely opened my heavy eyelids. Only two short words were left on the other end of the phone, and I felt like a computer that had crashed was being restarted.

I finished washing and dressing in three minutes.

Ten seconds later, I sneaked in through the side gate of the school, quickly crossed the spacious campus, and crawled forward in the large classroom without anyone noticing. I calmly crawled into the empty seat that Ah Zhi had reserved for me.

When the teacher called my name softly, I responded with a high decibel with a calm expression.

Safe!!!

The teacher's expression was a little surprised and unwilling. After all, this roll call surprise was very likely designed specifically for me. But unfortunately, there is always someone better. Teacher, please try to get used to it in the future. As for the other innocent comrades marked in red, who unfortunately perished, I feel extremely saddened.

I am an ordinary college student,

attending a private university.

I don't care about grades or graduate school, and my college life is quite pleasant. However, there are a few courses that are particularly difficult, and electromagnetism is one of them.

The inexplicable class continued, and I, who hadn't even brought my textbook, drowsily hoped to continue the good dream I had just finished. However, looking down from the undulating slope of the classroom, a smooth and shiny black waterfall came into view, as if a thousand-foot waterfall was cascading directly over my head, which invigorated me.

Her name is: Wenwen. Wenwen is our class beauty and also the department beauty. In

science and engineering departments, the male-to-female ratio has always been skewed. Under such circumstances, titles like "class beauty" and "department beauty" are more symbolic and lack real meaning. However, the situation in recent years is quite different.

Although Wenwen was the class beauty, she wasn't a super hot girl who practically spits fire. Instead, adhering to the fine tradition of engineering students, she always sat in the front row, right in the center. The best view, the closest to the teacher—so close she could practically be sprayed with saliva—was the seat reserved for the model student. She was the epitome of a beautiful student:

judging solely from her attire, her thick-rimmed black glasses were old-fashioned and clumsy, and her clothes were always a plain white shirt with a long skirt, buttons fastened all the way to her neck. Her stiff appearance made her look less like a student and more like a young teaching assistant or lecturer.

However, beneath her simple clothes, she was slender and tall, with perfectly proportioned hair. Her outstanding height of over 170 centimeters made it difficult for boys to look directly at her. Her high, straight nose gave her a stubborn and proud air, and her arched eyebrows made her eyes spirited. The only slightly feminine and cute feature was her long, black, waist-length hair.
Despite her less-than-ideal appearance, Wenwen's charm only intensified, driving many boys to madness and a desire to conquer the unknown. Her unique blend of intellect and beauty was a rarity on campuses today.

However, being her classmate offered no advantages whatsoever, for Wenwen was not only a true ice queen, but also a walking iceberg, ready to avalanche at any moment.

Her university life consisted mainly of classes and the library; inside sources indicated she aspired to transfer to the prestigious T University with her outstanding grades.

Beautiful flowers always attract the covetous eyes of many, and countless boys tried to impress her with their cool antics and antics, but the aloof Wenwen never gave them a second glance.

"Instead of wasting time on these things, you should study harder."

"Is your purpose in going to university just to find a girlfriend?"

The words weren't sweary, and the tone wasn't harsh, but the contempt and indifference in her beautiful eyes were enough to break even the most thick-skinned and persistent "social butterfly prince" in the class.
No matter how handsome a guy was, he was trash in Wenwen's eyes; the love songs that would make other girls swoon only seemed to distract her from her studies. I guess only academic performance could move this ice queen, but I never imagined that a classmate in my department had even better grades than her.

As the old saying goes, "Admire from afar, but don't touch."

I've long understood this simple truth. In any case, as long as you ignore Wenwen's aloofness, simply appreciating her beauty is still a very pleasant experience.

He told me to wipe the drool that had dripped from the corner of my mouth from sleeping while looking at the pretty girl. Ah Zhi nudged me lightly with his cane, secretly glancing behind me...

Besides the pretty girl directly in front of me, there was another petite beauty sitting behind me.

Her small, oval face framed cartoonish, watery eyes with a heartbreakingly melancholic gaze. Her smooth skin was as delicious as pudding, and her full, cherry-red lips inadvertently revealed a small canine tooth.

Her pitiful appearance would probably evoke a sense of righteous indignation in some men, leading them to hold her tightly in their arms and cherish her. For other perverted beasts, however, it would be more exciting to pull her into their arms, and then... insert their large penis into their vagina, first masturbate, then vigorously thrust, and finally, indulge in masturbation...
This somewhat unfamiliar beauty wasn't a classmate of ours, yet she frequently appeared in our classroom. According to Ah Zhi's meticulous calculations, her attendance rate seemed to be higher than mine. Moreover, whether it was a coincidence or just my imagination, she always sat two rows behind me, and I even felt her gaze secretly fixed on me on several occasions.

The reason was unclear.

Let me state upfront that I am definitely not the kind of narcissist who thinks all girls will fall head over heels for me. After all, aside from Tony Leung's melancholic aura, F4's handsome faces, and Arnold Schwarzenegger's muscular physique, I'm just an ordinary person.

"Maybe she's taking a minor?" I answered casually while picking my nose.

"No, I've never seen her in class, it seems like she's just auditing."

Auditing electromagnetism and engineering mathematics?

I think she just wanted to find a sparsely populated classroom to solve her severe insomnia problem.

"Ah!" I yawned loudly in class. Although there was a beautiful woman to admire, class was still unbearable, especially the painful and boring moments, which always seemed to drag on forever. Finally, thirteen minutes and twenty-seven seconds after the bell rang, the teacher reluctantly ended today's class.

"Damn it! It's raining!" I cursed at the drizzling sky.

"The weather forecast said so yesterday, I brought you an extra one. Tingting's waiting for me, I have to go now," Ah Zhi said calmly, handing me an umbrella.

His figure quickly disappeared on the other side of the horizon. I was still basking in the warmth of friendship when I suddenly opened the umbrella with a thud.

The umbrella was pink!

He...hello...hello kitty!!

The narrow umbrella couldn't even cover my tall, imposing 180cm frame. I immediately forgot all my gratitude towards Ah Zhi.

Could he have gone to the trouble of bringing me an umbrella just to see me make a fool of myself?

Head down, body hunched, I hurried through the rain, feeling like a shackled criminal being paraded through the streets. In my blurry vision, I saw a slender figure shivering under the eaves. A surge of

pity welled up inside me, and I immediately went to meet her.

"Want to share an umbrella?"

Hearing my friendly, high-pitched voice, the girl slowly turned around. Her

exquisite features were like a work of art, perfectly proportioned—her dazzling eyes, delicate nose, even the dimples on her cheeks—all flawlessly beautiful beyond compare.

In the misty rain, her snow-white face, glistening with water droplets, appeared exceptionally radiant, her fair skin almost translucent in the reflection of the water. Her half-wet clothes clung to her, revealing the exquisite curves of her upper body, her swan-like neck leading to the perfect arc of her chest.

I was stunned.

Looking at the torrential rain and my silly expression, her delicate body trembled from the chill, but her expression held a hint of hesitation, her tightly closed lips reluctant to open.

After all, the umbrella was far too small for both of them.

"How about this," I said seriously, handing her the umbrella. "You hold it for now, and return it to me when you get there."

My quip eased her tense expression, and a radiant smile bloomed on her face, like vibrant spring flowers. My heart skipped a beat.

She slowly nestled under the umbrella, and we strolled silently in the rain. Suddenly, the romantic lyrics of the poet's poem came to mind: "

I love rainy days when I can be close to you."

All my emotions were focused on her, inhaling her faint fragrance. The noise of the rain and everything else around us blurred, as if even the clock had stopped ticking.

Under the umbrella, it felt like another world.

My hand brushed against her shoulder, and her body trembled slightly, but she didn't pull away from the direct contact. Besides the smooth touch and wonderful elasticity, her warm body temperature seemed to ignite a fuse, exploding in my heart instantly, even making my hand holding the umbrella tremble.

After a three-minute walk, we stopped in front of the business school building.

"We're here," I said casually.

She looked at my half-soaked shoulder, her warm red lips slightly parted, as if she wanted to speak, but hesitated, as if waiting for something.

"Thank you." After a minute of silence, she said goodbye and slowly walked away.

I simply smiled and watched her go, without asking for her name or contact number.

I didn't want to taint my sincere goodwill with any so-called "impure intentions," although I don't deny that the woman's slender figure was one of the reasons that triggered my kindness.

Let fate decide.

If we are destined to meet again, we will!

Although, I had already noticed a small detail. A commemorative badge from a certain high school was pinned to her handbag, and the word "accountant" was faintly visible on the book in her hand

. With these clues, even if we couldn't find out her identity, it wouldn't hurt.

*** *** *** ***

Late at night.

A bubble tea shop with its iron gates already closed.

A beautiful saleswoman leaned against the counter, her full, sexy lips painted with a deep purple-red lipstick. The overly flamboyant color seemed just right on her strikingly beautiful face. Her particularly curled eyelashes stirred my heart, and the purple eyeshadow flashed deeply into my mind.

I pressed my soft body against hers, my tongue slipping through her parted lips, intertwining and sucking on her fragrant tongue, the saliva sweeter than honey flowing into my throat.

Our lips parted.

"Didn't you say you just wanted to buy a cup of tea?" she said with a soft breath and a smile.

"This shop's most famous item seems to be their super hot pearls."

I gently massaged her full, rounded breasts through her t-shirt . The bra that protected her body had already been torn off during our kiss, its elasticity dancing on my fingers. I focused my attack on the tips of her nipples, and soon they were already hardening.

I lifted her t-shirt, and an alluring scent mixed with perfume wafted out, making me dizzy. The faint smell of sweat made everything seem even more real and intense. On her large, snow-white breasts, two rosy circles swelled up, and two delicate pink pearls slid on my tongue.

"It's really delicious, so sweet, so hot."

"I... hate it..."

"There's another best pearl down there." I lewdly grinned.

Her ripped jeans were pulled down to her knees. Unlike her casual style, the black, seductive thong strap peeked out from under her bare skin, revealing glimpses of pubic hair. Every part, whether bulging or sunken, was incredibly attractive, an exceptionally sexy sight that I couldn't resist.

Slowly pulling down her black thong, a thick, transparent silver thread appeared from the slit. I kissed her earlobe and neck, whispering, "Such lewd panties."

Her face flushed slightly, and she was about to speak when my wicked mouth met her triangular vulva. Her juices flowed freely, her pink labia glistening with a wet, lascivious state, her glistening clitoris shining like a ruby. I kissed the sensitive nipple directly. Her

originally narrow phoenix eyes narrowed to slits, her rapid breathing indescribably alluring. She writhed excitedly, her tender clitoris spasming and writhing, forming bewitching patterns.

Fueled by lust, her body in my arms grew hot, and I slowly entered her.

"Foamy tea doesn't taste good without shaking." My gentle movements became wild, the frequency of my thrusts increasing, my powerful waist throbbing fiercely.

"Oh!" My penis pierced through her wet flower path, thrusting deep into her body. She frowned slightly, letting out an annoyingly sweet moan, her round breasts trembling.

My penis pounded relentlessly, copious amounts of nectar flowing down her plump thighs, the sounds of flesh colliding loudly. Her soft, secret flesh wrapped around my penis, beginning to contract violently. I kneaded her trembling breasts forcefully, as if trying to crush those restless treasures in my palms, a tingling pleasure spreading throughout my body.

"It's getting tighter and tighter." From her slender waist to her round, lifted buttocks, forming a beautiful curve, I wrapped my right arm around her incredibly slender waist, and with my left hand lifted her firm, long legs, pressing her body against the counter. I kissed her while thrusting relentlessly. Her

full breasts were deformed by the cold counter, her plump buttocks pressed against my lower abdomen, each thrust making her delicate body tremble.

"Ahhh, harder, ohhh!"

Ignoring any semblance of feminine modesty, she moaned freely in the semi-enclosed space, her lithe waist swaying wildly, the rhythmic twists driving my penis deeper, the ecstasy of rubbing against her tender flesh intensifying.

"I'm going to add thick milk and make delicious bubble tea!" I said playfully, kneading her swaying breasts.

"Give it to me quickly, it's sticky and plentiful, hurry up and shoot it inside!"

she roared wildly, her flushed, hot body writhing under the spray of hot semen. We seized every last second of pleasure, climbing to the peak of ecstasy.

"Senior, how have you been lately?" I leaned against my senior's warm, delicate body and asked softly.

Senior Jingyi nodded gently.

"And how's your relationship with...?" I could clearly feel my voice was ridiculously dry, and uncontrollable emotions quietly surfaced from the depths of my heart.

"It's nothing special, just like that." Jingyi brushed her messy hair and said indifferently.

The atmosphere instantly froze.

A strange jealousy and a childish reaction made me hate myself. Apart from that thing down there, in front of my senior, I was nothing but a complete child.

I will never forget the last scene of our breakup:

"I want a mature man, someone I can lean on like a little woman, someone I can be affectionate with." Senior Jingyi gently tapped my head and complained, "I feel like a mother, not a girlfriend."

At that moment, I remained silent, offering no reply.

My senior was the first woman in my life.

Perhaps it was a woman's innate maternal instinct that made the beautiful and charming senior unable to let go of the immature boy from the monk-run high school, instead of choosing a boy who was a thousand times better than me.

The wonderful time accompanied me for a whole year, until the long and hot summer ended. When I rushed to her dormitory, she simply said: "Let's break up.

" For me, the feeling of heartbreak wasn't the excruciating pain of being torn apart, but a strange feeling of absolute emptiness, a blank mind. I didn't go to class for a whole week, although most of my classmates didn't notice my "abnormal" behavior.

I don't understand why...

I was able to understand her feelings, and even though I was suffering from inexplicable pain, I couldn't feel any resentment towards her.

Perhaps we're better off as friends?

Now, she has her ideal boyfriend at medical school, and I've long since moved on from the shadow of heartbreak. Sometimes we even meet up to rekindle our past happy times, but tonight she's especially enthusiastic.

"We were just...were we really...okay?"

"How about it?" Senior Jingyi said with a playful smile, "Didn't we just play a fun game of 'two-player bridge'?"

I smiled foolishly.

"I'm graduating soon, and I don't know when we'll see each other again." Senior Jingyi gave me a familiar smile and said, "Maybe by then you'll be a mature and good man that I regret, maybe next time we bump into each other on the street, you won't recognize me and will have completely forgotten me."

"No! I will never forget everything about you, Senior!" My face still wore a bitter expression, and I kept shouting excitedly in my heart.

In the midnight breeze, I left alone.

I couldn't help but secretly look back, only to see that the iron gate that had been open was closed again.

I couldn't see anything...

*** *** *** ***

A perfect afternoon for sleeping.

The door suddenly opened. Azhi, who lived on a different floor from my dorm, barged in carrying a large bag of photocopied notes and threw it on the floor with a "thump!"

"Wow! Perfect timing!" I exclaimed happily, "We just ran out of big trash bags, hurry up and leave the bags behind."

"Hey! The point is what's in the bags, isn't it?"

My gaze returned to Warcraft, and I said irritably, "Such a huge stack, let alone reading it, it'll take forever to even flip through it."

"Those are just notes, not including the past exam questions," Ah Zhi said softly.

"Why don't you just say those are the catalog of ultimate martial arts techniques?" A scene from the classic "The Deer and the Cauldron" flashed through my mind.

"You might not understand it even if you look at it, and even if you understand it, you might not be able to answer it on the test, and even if you get the question right, you might not pass. It's better to rely on luck, why waste time?" As if I had seen through the world, I said calmly.

"A bunch of nonsense. If you don't work hard today, you'll regret it tomorrow."

To be honest, I really did have that thought in my mind. As for Ah Zhi's various "tomorrow" worries, I decided to leave them to "tomorrow" to worry about, a situation that lasted until the week before the midterm exam...

In class, electromagnetism.

"Any student whose midterm exam score is lower than xxx will fail." Looking at me resting with my eyes closed, Teacher Li coldly said, "This condition shouldn't be too harsh, right?"

His seemingly joking words, full of contempt and provocation, caused quite a stir in the classroom. The students chuckled. I opened my eyes slightly, clenched my fists, my joints cracking, and a fierce killing intent flashed in my eyes…

Teacher, you shouldn't have messed with me!

I'll endure this!

Today I will break my vow of not killing!

"Hey, Zhi, what about the notes you printed for me the other day?"

"I saw you didn't want them, so I gave them to other students."

"What! All of them?"

"Yeah, except for those electromagnetism notes you used to eat with your lunchbox."

Great!

Even Lady Luck is on my side.

*** *** *** ***

In Zhi's dormitory.

Frowning, I buried myself in my greasy notebook, the aroma of fried pork ribs lingering in the room.

"Have you finally reformed?" Tingting noticed the unusual scene as soon as she entered, her eyes widening in surprise. "Congratulations, congratulations!"

Tingting was Azhi's girlfriend, a year younger than us, and both of them were in the anime club. She was a plump, innocent, and lively troublemaker.

"Don't rush to congratulate me. I think this silly boy's studying time is as pitifully short as his stamina," Azhi said coldly.

"Low-class, what a terrible analogy!" Tingting blushed and muttered under her breath.

"Nonsense! You can look down on me, but you absolutely cannot look down on my invincible, world-destroying super..." I straightened my lower body and roared.

"Super what the hell! Exhibitionist!" Tingting pretended to kick my groin, laughing and scolding.
I quickly dodged to the side, crossed my arms over my chest, and angrily retorted to Tingting, "Luckily, I'm agile. If my precious little thing got hurt, you couldn't even afford to pay for it with those two lumps of flesh!"

"Pervert, who wants to pay for it!" Tingting blushed and retorted, "Your stinky, rotten thing isn't even worth a penny!"

Ah Zhi shrugged, ignoring our elementary-level bickering, and continued reading.

Amidst laughter and curses, I began to receive Ah Zhi's special training in electromagnetism. As I studied harder, I realized even more how worthless I was. The extent to which Ah Zhi had humiliated me could only be described as "completely humiliated." My calculation ability, comprehension, and memory were all severely questioned. But if it were just Ah Zhi, it would be one thing, but it was really strange that a junior like Tingting, who was studying humanities, was also better than me.

*** *** *** ***

Midnight.

I was struggling with the midterm exam alone, while Ah-Zhi kept whispering to Ting-Ting beside me. Ting-Ting, with a flirtatious look in her eyes, responded with low, lewd giggles and the swaying of her large breasts.

"You two adulterers, have some self-control. Please don't insult the sacred midterm exam, okay?"

"Pah, what adulterers? Ah-Zhi is teaching me!" Ting-Ting spat.

"Although Ah-Zhi is a good student and honest, but..." I chuckled lewdly, "Hehehe, a man's value isn't in those areas."

Perhaps it's a man's nature, but I especially enjoy teasing the cute Ting-Ting, watching her coquettish and shy appearance. Even so, Ah-Zhi, as her boyfriend, never showed any displeasure and often even chimed in to defend her.

"Pervert!" Ting-Ting's pretty face flushed red, making her look even more charming and adorable.

"Pervert? Haven't you guys done this before..."

"I can't hear you, I can't hear you!" Tingting covered her ears, closed her eyes tightly, and shouted loudly, while I hid to the side and chuckled. Although it was just a joke to tease Tingting, in fact, her alluring breasts swaying in front of her chest made me have an evil plan to secretly install a pinhole camera in Azhi's room to spy on him.

However, now was not a good time to discuss pinhole cameras.

I buried myself in my studies until dawn, formulas, symbols, and numbers gradually tangling in my mind. For a moment, I felt a strong sense of satisfaction that surpassed playing games or masturbating!

That's right.

I've gone mad!

But I've also succeeded...

After studying day and night, plus Azhi and Tingting's help in sabotaging me, I finally finished preparing five hours before the countdown to the Electromagnetism midterm exam.

"Great! I'm invincible in this midterm exam!" I proudly announced to everyone, "Sixty points are definitely no problem!"

"It seems like you've only studied one subject." Tingting said coldly.

"I don't know what they're so happy about with a score of 60," Ah Zhi chimed in.

"Sigh, no future."

"Trash is trash."

Ting Ting shook her head, and Ah Zhi sighed deeply. The two worked together seamlessly, their teamwork impeccable.

It's a real loss for the audience if this couple doesn't enter the entertainment industry.

*** *** *** ***

Afternoon.

The holy war has finally arrived.

I confidently stepped into the classroom, looking at the students cramming formulas and diligently carving their books, I gave them a disdainful and contemptuous look, almost spitting in their faces, completely ignoring that I had been doing the exact same thing during the previous exam.

Across the aisle, Wen Wen was sitting on the other side. During the midterm exams, her eyes shone brightly, always exceptionally dazzling, her confident intellectual beauty almost making me forget my sacred mission.

The crucial moment has finally arrived.

I calmed myself down and glanced at the entire exam paper. There were six questions in total, three of which were exactly the same as the textbook examples, and two were from past exam questions from last year and the year before.

Holy crap!

The teacher didn't even change the numbers in the answer to the second question! How lazy! It's an insult to my intelligence! Does the teacher think I'm some kind of lazy bum who skips class and crams at the last minute?

I can't believe I got a perfect score in college, something I haven't done since kindergarten!

Hahaha…haha… (echo)

Just as I was about to finish all the questions, suddenly, a small piece of paper floated over and landed on the floor next to me. The paper was covered in formulas.

Oh no! My cheat sheet fell out!

Surely no one saw it?

I reflexively stepped on the paper and cautiously looked around.

Huh?

I didn't prepare any cheat sheets.

Just as I realized this, my gaze met mine. I saw Wenwen biting her lower lip, her whole body trembling. She slowly lowered her head, her beautiful face filled with an unusual sorrow. The

unnatural movement attracted attention. The teaching assistant came between us, scanning us with a cold gaze, finally fixing her suspicious look on Wenwen.

Sigh.

My father once said, "What goes around comes around."

"Teaching assistant, that's my...cheat sheet."

A slightly helpless confession rang out in the silent classroom, and everyone's eyes turned to me, including the incredulous gaze of the noble, icy beauty Wenwen.

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