[Urban] City of Dreams (Complete) - 15

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Chapter 63

It was Monday again at the vocational school, time for physics lab. Guo Xuanguang and Ma Qingyan seemed to be working together more and more seamlessly, quickly setting up the experimental equipment. While other groups were still figuring out where to place the wires, their group was already preparing to collect data. Guo Xiaocheng, unfamiliar with the experiment and with the two working so perfectly together, didn't even have a chance to interfere. He couldn't help but tease, "Hey, hey, hey, don't you two know this is a group experiment?" Guo Xuanguang replied, "Yeah, we're doing it now." Guo Xiaocheng said, "Good thing you know. There are four people in the group, and you two, husband and wife, have done all the work. What am I supposed to do?" Chen Yue burst out laughing, and Ma Qingyan blushed. Guo Xuanguang jumped up and said, "Hey, I'm telling you, you can't talk a good game." Guo Xiaocheng smiled slyly and said, "Oh, sorry, you know my language skills aren't great." "If not a harmonious couple, then let's at least have a harmonious partnership." Guo Xuanguang was exasperated by him and spread his hands, saying, "Fine, fine, you're in charge of collecting data and writing the lab report, okay?"

Guo Xiaocheng immediately said, "That's not right either. We agreed on four people, so naturally we should divide the work. I'll handle the data, and Chen Yue will take care of the report." Guo Xiaocheng immediately refused to take on any writing duties. Guo Xuanguang didn't let him off easily, pressing, "Fine, if you want fairness, then we'll switch roles next time and take turns." Guo Xiaocheng immediately grinned and said, "I surrender, I surrender, we'll figure out next time." Amidst laughter and chatter, the experiment was quickly completed. While writing the report, Guo Xiaocheng brought up the topic again: "Ma Qingyan, how's your part-time job? Was your first day smooth?" Actually, Guo Xuanguang had wanted to ask the same question for a while, but he was worried that Guo Xiaocheng would gossip, so he didn't say it.

Ma Qingyan said excitedly, "Of course it went very smoothly! The whole morning was spent getting to know the situation, and in the afternoon I was assigned to a college entrance exam retake class." Guo Xiaocheng's eyes lit up as he laughed, "Is it really that easy? Then I'll apply too. After all, I'm a college student now." Ma Qingyan and Chen Yue immediately covered their mouths and laughed. Guo Xuanguang patted Guo Xiaocheng on the shoulder and said, "You're not short of money, and you don't need this kind of work experience. Let your dad find you a high-ranking position with more experience!" Guo Xiaocheng shook his head and said, "You're right. Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut? Let others do these jobs!" Hearing this, Ma Qingyan and Chen Yue laughed even harder. After

physics class, it was time for the middle school mutual aid group. Guo Xiaocheng had nothing to do, so he went to the high school with Guo Xuanguang. To their surprise, Liu Ling had been transferred, and a male teacher from the main campus had taken her place. Upon further questioning, Shuang Guo learned that Liu Ling had been transferred to a vocational school, but the specific reason remained unknown. Guo Xiaocheng guessed: "Could it be because of that kid Situ Wei? Didn't he suspect that Teacher Liu had assaulted him last time?" Guo Xuanguang said: "Impossible. How could such a refined teacher go there? Besides, even if Situ Wei's grandfather is a school board member, he can't control everything. Can a transfer be done so easily?" Guo Xiaocheng said: "I've got it! Isn't Ma Qingyan working there part-time? We'll ask her." Guo Xuanguang said: "Okay, but she just arrived and probably doesn't know the other teachers yet. Let's talk about it later."

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As an outstanding talent cultivated by the Federal Education System, Liu Ling never considered not becoming a teacher at the Federal Group. In her mind, working for the Federal Education Group was a matter of course. Therefore, although she was forced to transfer to a vocational school, she remained confident, wary of Gao Qiang while preparing to achieve some success and return to the Federal Academy with her head held high. Because the vocational school was actually a separate institution not under the management of the Federal Group, Liu Ling returned to the campus in the afternoon to make a good impression on the leadership.

The vocational school's principal (who was also the owner) frequently proposed cooperation with the United University or the United School, hoping they would send teachers to teach at the vocational school. This would allow the vocational school to cultivate good relationships with the classroom owners and attract business by leveraging the Federal Group's reputation as a teacher. However, due to the high cost of overtime work for evening classes, the vocational school typically only hired one Federal Group teacher per semester. Liu Ling's situation was special; she was a teacher voluntarily sent by the United School, and the vocational school didn't have to pay her salary at all. The vocational school's owner, Zhao Sheng, was also a teacher before starting his own adult education school, and he had over ten years of experience. Previously, he had rented expensive office buildings in the city center as classrooms, until he seized the opportunity of the United University establishing a branch campus, successfully linking himself with the Federal Group. Although the United University's prices were no cheaper than prime locations in the city center, this way, he wouldn't need to purchase additional teaching equipment, and he could even use the United University for publicity, even changing the school's name to Federal Vocational School. Since the United University had received enough money, firstly, to cooperate with the vocational school's work, and secondly, to prevent the vocational school from interfering with the university, it specially allocated the top two floors of a teaching building to the vocational school. Because it was ultimately a business school, Federal Vocational School was located on the top floor of a teaching building belonging to the Geography Department, in a relatively remote part of the campus.

When Gao Qiang told Zhao Sheng about the teacher transfer, he mentioned that the one coming was a young teacher who needed to gain experience, but Zhao Sheng didn't expect her to be such a beautiful woman. When the two met, Liu Ling was only wearing a simple shirt, short skirt, and high heels, which already left Zhao Sheng somewhat stunned. He grinned from ear to ear, and after a long pause, he stepped forward, shook Liu Ling's hand, and said, "Welcome, Teacher Liu. I am Principal Zhao." He shook her hand firmly for a long time before letting go. After the basic onboarding procedures, the receptionist was supposed to lead Liu Ling around to show her the classrooms and the school. This time, Zhao Sheng personally took charge, enthusiastically showing her around the school while keeping an eye on Liu Ling's long, beautiful legs. The sixth floor of the building was specially reserved for the vocational school. In addition to two classrooms, there was a specially decorated office. This office was divided into four parts: a reception room for admissions and other daily affairs, a teachers' room for teachers to work and prepare lessons, a small kitchen for staff to rest, and the innermost room was the principal's office. There were five classrooms on the fifth floor, shared with the university. These classrooms were usually only used for one class in the afternoon, and the evenings were entirely arranged by the vocational school. The classrooms were no different from those in the high school, so Liu Ling didn't need to adapt to the teaching environment at all.

Back in the teachers' office, Principal Zhao said, "Teacher Liu, as you know, all the teachers here are part-time, so the teachers' office is usually empty. Anyway, your high school is close by, so if you want a quiet place to work, you can come anytime." Liu Ling thought to herself, "He didn't know I was demoted here. I'm no longer needed at the middle school." Of course, she wouldn't say it outright, so she just said politely, "Okay, thank you in advance. Principal, you're busy. I'd like to look at the textbooks first to prepare." Actually, there are usually only two people working here, the principal and the receptionist. At this time, if there are no students registering, there's nothing to be busy about. However, since she had already said it, Principal Zhao felt embarrassed to bother her. In his opinion, there were only two possibilities for this teacher being transferred to his vocational school: either she was truly outstanding and was here to gain experience; or Liu Ling was just a dispensable person, randomly thrown in to fill a position. At this moment, the situation was unclear, so it was best to be respectful. So he said, "Okay, okay, you take a look first, and then go next door to get your class's materials from Xiao Yang." However, I finish get off work at 5 PM and won't be here in the evening. Xiao Yang will also leave after class starts at 6:30 PM. If you have any questions, you can call me or consult other teachers. For Liu Ling, this job is still somewhat challenging, despite her enthusiasm. Because it's a short-term course of three months, and teaching is based on demand, teachers need to have excellent adaptability. Teachers who just want to get by can do it half-heartedly. But if they really want to succeed, they'll probably have to put in more effort than in a regular middle school. Since the semester has already started and all the existing classes have assigned leaders, Liu Ling was assigned to a temporarily added class. This class is a preparatory class for students from a vocational high school to pursue an adult college diploma at a prestigious university. Because of this, there are only 9 students in the class, more than half the number of a normal class of 20.

Liu Ling didn't care about the number of students; she believed in teaching all without discrimination. At this moment, only she, Zhao Sheng, and Xiao Yang were on the floor. The quiet environment allowed her to easily focus on preparing her lessons. However, she noticed that the textbooks in the teachers' room were very clean and tidy, seemingly unused. The course materials were also inconsistent and scarce, and even the students' homework was minimal, far inferior to that of regular schools like Lianxue. Liu Ling shook her head inwardly. Luckily, her foundation was solid; otherwise, she would have been in a real mess. She looked at the students' information again: 7 boys and 2 girls, all in their early twenties with little academic achievement. Two of the boys even had dyed hair and wore earrings in their photos, making her shake her head again. It seemed the students here were far inferior to those at Lianxue; she might need to be stricter. Vocational school teachers are all part-time, so being late due to traffic problems after work is unavoidable.

To make a good impression on the students, Liu Ling was already sitting in the classroom at 6 pm, waiting. However, when the minute hand of the clock reached 6, there wasn't a single student in sight. This semester, the vocational school had a total of six classes. The other five were assigned to classrooms on the fifth floor, leaving only Liu Ling's class on the sixth floor. After Xiao Yang left, Liu Ling was left alone, lost in thought. After waiting for about ten more minutes, a girl dressed flamboyantly finally appeared. As soon as she entered and saw Liu Ling, she said in a provocative tone: "Hey, new here? Why are you sitting in the teacher's seat, acting like a grandson?"

Liu Ling was a little displeased and stood up, saying: "I'm the new teacher, Ms. Liu. I'll be in charge of your class from this semester onwards." Seeing Liu Ling's neat attire and the staff badge on her chest, the girl didn't say anything more, just pursed her lips and muttered to herself: "Go, finding such a young vixen for us, we don't even know what school she's from."

She then brazenly sat down in the last row of seats.

Just then, a whistle sounded at the door, and a blond-haired boy walked in. He said loudly, "I heard you! You're the new teacher, Ms. Liu, right? I'm Situ Liang." He then stepped forward and extended his right hand in a handshake gesture. Liu Ling had seen his picture earlier and already disliked him. So she ignored Situ Liang, sat down, and said, "Hello, please sit down." Seeing that Liu Ling didn't react, Situ Liang, as if trying to smooth things over, said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I went to the restroom and didn't wash my hands. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He then turned around gracefully in front of Liu Ling and sat down in the middle. It wasn't until just past 7 o'clock that all the students arrived

. After introducing herself to the class again, Liu Ling said seriously, "Classmates, we only have three hours each evening. I hope you can all arrive on time and not waste our time and money." Situ Liang immediately said, "Teacher, we come here because we have plenty of money and time. Wasting that time is our main purpose." "If you don't want us to waste our time, what are we still doing here? We might as well all drop out!" Vocational schools aren't like regular universities like federal universities; student enrollment is the lifeblood of their income. Situ Liang's words were practically a threat to the teachers not to be too strict, otherwise, if they dropped out, Liu Ling wouldn't be able to explain it to the principal. Liu Ling was taken aback by his sudden retort and was speechless for a moment. The awkward atmosphere was broken by Situ Liang, who said, "However, with such a beautiful teacher here, even three hours a day isn't enough for me. How could I possibly drop out!" Another one surnamed Situ; he looks like a troublemaker. Liu Ling didn't want to be led by the nose by Situ Liang, so she changed the subject and began to introduce the upcoming course schedule and her requirements for the students. Unexpectedly, some people in the audience were playing on their phones, some were playing on their iPads, some were putting on makeup; no one was really listening to Liu Ling. Situ Liang even went to the corridor to talk on his phone halfway through Liu Ling's speech, completely ignoring her.

This situation was not only unheard of on the federal campus, but impossible, leaving Liu Ling feeling somewhat helpless.

She didn't dare to get angry at these school's financial backers, but she was also resentful of their lazy demeanor. With no other options, she pretended not to notice and continued with her opening remarks.

Today's class was English, and perhaps because it was a second language, a few students seemed more engaged. Especially Situ Liang, who, after returning from his phone call, stared intently at Liu Ling, whether out of genuine interest or ulterior motives, it was unclear. Liu Ling felt a little embarrassed by his gaze and avoided eye contact.

Seeing Liu Ling's evasive look, Situ Liang smiled smugly, still staring at her. Liu Ling felt extremely uncomfortable under his gaze, but there was nothing she could do, so she forced herself to continue teaching, finally letting out a sigh of relief during the break.

After the break, Situ Liang didn't keep a close eye on Liu Ling, but when Liu Ling asked a classmate to speak, he immediately shouted, "Teacher, what does 'nipple' mean in Chinese?" Liu Ling knew it meant nipple, but she hesitated because Situ Liang was asking this question so suddenly, worried about what he might say next. Situ Liang pressed on, "No way, Teacher Liu, you don't even know such a simple question, how are you going to teach us!" At this point, the others immediately joined in the teasing, putting Liu Ling in a difficult position. She finally managed to squeeze out the word "nipple." "What, what?" Her voice was too soft, she didn't hear him clearly. Situ Liang persisted, and the classroom fell silent again.

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Liu Ling stared at Situ Liang's smug look for a while, then said fiercely, "It means nipple, did you hear me?" Situ Liang said with a look of sudden realization, "Oh, so that's what it means." As far as I know, a woman's nipples swell when she's in heat. So, does "nipple" refer to whether they're swollen or not? Liu Ling's face darkened again. "There's no distinction!" Situ Liang continued, "Really? 'Nipple' should mean when it's not swollen. Usually, when it's swollen, I call it 'cherry,' like a sweet cherry. Teacher, you don't even know that? Have you never seen what a sweet cherry looks like? Shall I teach you?" As he spoke, he kept staring at Liu Ling's chest, as if he could see right through her shirt. Liu Ling couldn't hold back any longer and snapped, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll ask you to leave right now!" Situ Liang laughed, "Oh dear, the teacher's angry. Don't be shy, I was just teasing you. I'm the most humorous person, and classes are so dull, we need some humor, right, everyone?"

Hearing Situ Liang's clearly sexually harassing words, Liu Ling was naturally very angry, but she couldn't do anything to Situ Liang. On the other hand, Situ Wei's words were like an invisible hand, causing Liu Ling to actually feel a strange sensation in her nipples. She clearly felt the change in her nipples, which were beginning to enlarge under the friction of her bra. She dared not imagine what would happen next, so she could only shift her thoughts, glaring angrily at Situ Wei without saying a word. Situ Liang was adept at dealing with his teacher; when Liu Ling retreated, he advanced; when Liu Ling countered, he retreated. Seeing Liu Ling's current state, to avoid making the atmosphere too tense, Situ Wei naturally played the innocent card.

Seeing that Situ Wei didn't continue, Liu Ling breathed a sigh of relief. Composing herself, she said, "You can joke, but only after class. I don't like people being so casual in my class, so please tone it down in the future. Also, I don't like those dirty jokes, so please don't tell them anymore." "Please? The teacher is asking me!" Situ Liang slammed his hand on the table. "Since the teacher is asking me, I have no reason not to accept!" "Don't like dirty jokes? Then I'll tell some blue or green ones to laugh at? Just don't cause trouble in class." Everyone had sensed the atmosphere was a bit off, and Situ Liang didn't dare to act rashly, letting the two of them leave the stage. Although Situ Liang and the others didn't directly challenge Liu Ling's teaching anymore, their lazy demeanor still annoyed Liu Ling. Back in the branch high school, although Situ Wei and his friends were constantly playing pranks, most students were still quite serious. Now, the people in this class didn't treat Liu Ling on the podium as a teacher at all; it felt like they were giving her a lesson. This three-hour class was a real ordeal for Liu Ling. In the end, she simply cut it short, ending it before 9:15. She couldn't help but wonder: What kind of students are these? How can anyone teach like this? It's utterly incomprehensible; how can anyone teach like this? Liu Ling knew that the tuition at the United University was among the highest in Liangshan City, but this vocational school was even more expensive—three months' tuition was equivalent to a year's cost at the United University. Therefore, she assumed that the enrolled students would be very enthusiastic, but today's situation greatly surprised her. She thought: If the students had limited aptitude or hadn't learned well before due to other difficulties, she could help them get back on track. But these students didn't seem like they were going to study at all. What should she do? Her previous dream of achieving success in vocational school seemed to have been shattered by these students, leaving her feeling somewhat frustrated.

Actually, this class was a rather special one at the vocational school, but Liu Ling was unaware of the details. Generally, vocational schools have at least 10 students per class; if the number is lower, the students are distributed to other classes. Zhao Sheng has been running the school for many years and has a wealth of experience. Classes in this vocational school generally fall into two categories: study classes, designed for those who are actively learning, and where better teachers are often assigned; and money-making classes, where students have no real interest in attending and are mostly just going through the motions to meet their families' demands. This class of only seven students clearly belongs to the second category. Previously, it was simply taught by several teachers on a rotating basis, with no one taking it seriously. As the saying goes, "the students are unmotivated, the teachers are uninterested," making it a completely perfunctory class. To avoid affecting other classes, Zhao Sheng specifically placed this class on the sixth floor. Even if something were to happen, the sixth floor would be for the vocational school's own use and wouldn't affect the university. Regarding Liu Ling's assignment, he originally wanted her to be in charge of the largest class, but when Gao Qiang discussed this with him on the phone, he instructed that this teacher was a key student being developed by the school, and that they wanted her to experience some challenges. Therefore, Principal Zhao, you can simply assign her the most difficult class without telling her the details. Thus, Liu Ling naturally took over the class.

After seeing off the students, Liu Ling returned to the teachers' office. She was alone on the sixth floor, the quiet environment reminding her of the verbal harassment she had experienced from Situ Wei earlier. The more she thought about it, the more her body cried out; she felt her nipples harden again. After her boyfriend went bankrupt and ran away, Liu Ling suppressed her deep anger and threw herself into her work. However, since falling into Situ Wei's trap, the constant stimulation from sex toys had awakened her primal desires. Her enjoyment with Guo Xuanguang had reignited these desires, making her feel her needs frequently. Liu Ling didn't know if it was due to long-term suppression or her excessively strong libido; she had no close friends to share her feelings with. Tonight, Liu Ling hadn't expected this fire to ignite so unexpectedly. Her depressed mood seemed to give her thoughts some solace, and she drifted off into a daze in the teachers' office. Her hand slowly pressed against her chest, her thighs gradually tightening and then relaxing.

Before she knew it, it was time for class to end, but the sixth floor remained quiet. Most teachers went straight home after class and rarely went up to the teachers' office. Whether this was Liu Ling's luck or not, she was undisturbed and had already slipped her hand inside her shirt, directly touching her breasts. Images of her lovemaking with her boyfriend flashed through her mind, and her other hand involuntarily lifted her skirt, lightly pressing her genitals through her underwear. Mmm…mmm… Liu Ling's breathing gradually became heavy, and she let out soft moans. Just then, Liu Ling inadvertently turned her head to the side and saw herself in the mirror. The Liu Ling in the mirror, wearing a suit and with a flushed face, snapped her out of her reverie.

Liu Ling quickly drank a large glass of water to sober up as soon as possible. She dared not stay any longer and quickly packed her things to leave. Due to the building's location, Liu Ling parked her car in a nearby parking lot. Instead of using the main entrance, she left through a side gate. This side gate was usually closed at night and unguarded. However, Liu Ling and other employees had sensors installed in their cars; the gate would automatically open when they parked, which was very convenient.

Since the branch school was located in a newly developed area, apart from the main road outside the main gate, which had completed its infrastructure, the other roads lacked streetlights. After leaving the school through the side gate, she had to walk a short distance along a small path to return to the main road. Although there weren't many curves, it was pitch black. Normally, roads without streetlights should be illuminated by headlights, but Liu Ling, familiar with the area, didn't pay much attention and accelerated. Suddenly, with a loud bang, Liu Ling felt a jolt before her eyes; the front of her car had hit something.

She immediately slammed on the brakes, stopped the car, and looked outside.

It was pitch black all around, with only the faint light from distant streetlights. Liu Ling quickly turned on the headlights, but there was nothing in front of her. A chill ran down her spine: She felt like she'd bumped into something, but why was there no sound? Suddenly, a face appeared outside the car window next to her, banging on it. Liu Ling screamed in fright, and upon closer inspection, the person outside seemed vaguely familiar.

Since her previous car accident, she had kept a stun gun and an extended flashlight in her car.

She immediately checked that the doors were locked, took the stun gun from under the seat, and shouted: "What are you doing?"

The person outside continued banging on the glass, saying: "I...what am I doing? I should be asking what you're doing. You...you just hit someone." "What?" Liu Ling was taken aback. "I hit someone? Don't talk nonsense." The person outside pointed to the back of the car and said: "You...look for yourself!" Seeing that the person was clearly drunk, Liu Ling felt a little relieved. Through the rear window, she could vaguely see a figure behind the car, but she couldn't quite make out what the clump of things on the ground beside it was.

At that moment, Liu Ling felt a pang of panic: Had she really hit someone? She took out her flashlight, gripped the stun gun, and got out of the car to check the front. She found a dent in the front left side. Realizing she might have really hit someone, she felt a surge of frustration: How unlucky! There was someone on this road? She quickly walked back, shining the flashlight on the ground. It was indeed a person, lying motionless with their back facing upwards, making no sound. Liu Ling called out several times, but the person remained silent. Strangely, the other two people didn't seem to care for their companion, standing to the side with half-smiles, saying, "Hey, get up! Miss's still here, quick, get up…!" Liu Ling found this odd and shone the flashlight on the two standing people. Their faces were flushed, and their eyes were squinted into slits. One of them was drooling as he spoke, which was extremely disgusting. Liu Ling figured the two were probably drunk. Under the bright beam of the flashlight, Liu Ling suddenly realized that these two were the same two people she had tried to scam last time, and the one lying on the ground was probably the other one. At that moment, one of the drunkards saw the stun gun in Liu Ling's other hand and said with a strange expression, "What a coincidence! Why are you in such a hurry? Wait, wait for me... to help you... to help you!" As the man spoke, he raised his hand, revealing a huge vibrator. Liu Ling felt the man was utterly obscene and, in a fit of anger, struck him on the waist with the stun gun.

With a scream, the drunkard who had been hit immediately collapsed to the ground. Liu Ling had only bought the stun gun for self-defense, never expecting it to be so powerful. The other man also seemed somewhat dazed, completely unaware of the situation. Seeing his companion on the ground, he grinned foolishly and said, "I...I knew you were drunk...drunk, you...look...you're all down..." At this moment, Liu Ling cursed inwardly: Serves them right, these guys all look incredibly drunk. They were definitely trying to pull the same trick again, but because they were drunk, they actually got hit by my car. Anyway, they were the ones who tried to extort money first, so I don't need to be afraid, and I have witnesses to what happened before. I think these guys are guilty and probably won't dare to alert the police. I'd better not get too entangled with them to avoid causing any more trouble; that little scratch on the front of my car is just my bad luck. Then Liu Ling rushed back to his car, floored the gas pedal, and sped away.

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The weekend arrived, and it was time for Guo Xuanguang to go to the Shanshui Garden villa to check the information system again. The system had been running smoothly for some time, so he only needed to visit once a month. The payment was, of course, substantial—5,000 yuan in cash each time. However, Guo Xuanguang had never been one to spend money, and he didn't care much about the money. What often stirred his memories was that SM video. He had occasionally reviewed the video recordings in the database, but hadn't seen the same thing happen again. That day, sitting in the computer room in the basement, he thought of it again, and a surge of heat rose within him. Due to the massive amount of data and the fact that he hadn't found anything before, he was too lazy to search again. On impulse, he remembered that he hadn't been to the adult store downstairs at Charming Night to look at magazines in a long time, so he decided to go there and see if there were any new ones.

When Guo Xuanguang left Shanshui Garden, it was already dinnertime, so he called his parents to say he wouldn't be coming home for dinner. His mother asked with concern on the phone: "Why aren't you coming home for dinner again?" "It's only right that you help Xiaocheng; his family is well-off, but don't bother them too often." Guo Xuanguang knew his mother thought he was with Guo Xiaocheng, so he gave a few perfunctory words and hung up. Perhaps even he himself hadn't realized that since his wallet had gotten fatter, he seemed less attached to home than before. Like today, in the past, unless Guo Xiaocheng was treating, he would even save a bowl of wonton noodles from a street stall to eat at home.

After returning to the city center, Guo Xuanguang saw all sorts of restaurants, initially intending to just pick one randomly.

But as he walked, he thought that since he had some money in his pocket, he might as well try a nicer restaurant. So he found a nice Western restaurant and sat down. Many of the customers were foreigners; the atmosphere was pleasant and not as noisy as Chinese restaurants, which he liked very much. Just as he finished ordering dinner, a fashionable woman entered, attracting everyone's attention. Normally, the restaurant's customers were all dressed very smartly and neatly, but as soon as this woman entered, everything seemed to dim, and she alone illuminated the entire place. Guo Xuanguang, sitting facing the door, was naturally drawn to her, and the more he looked, the more familiar she seemed. Just then, a waiter led the woman towards Guo Xuanguang, allowing him a clearer view. Liu Ying! What a coincidence! Guo Xuanguang suddenly stood up and waved to the approaching woman. The woman was none other than Liu Ying, the nurse who had participated in the beauty pageant. Dressed in her current attire, she looked stunningly beautiful, and it took Guo Xuanguang a while to recognize her. (

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Essay) Actually, Guo Xuanguang and Guo Xiaocheng hadn't seen Liu Ying since their late-night snack after the beauty pageant, because Liu Ying's phone was unreachable. Guo Xuanguang even asked Guo Xiaocheng to ask Chen Mei, but Chen Mei couldn't contact Liu Ying either. This sudden reunion filled Guo Xuanguang with excitement; overjoyed, he could only smile foolishly, speechless.

Liu Ying smiled sweetly, looked at his seat, and said: "Have you made plans? Why don't we go together? I'm alone anyway." Guo Xuanguang gave a silly, casual "uh-huh," then quickly waved his hand and added, "I meant I didn't have any appointments!" Liu Ying smiled and nodded, then sat down happily. Just as the waiter was about to ask Liu Ying what drinks she would like, Guo Xuanguang inappropriately interrupted, "What a coincidence! We haven't been able to contact you since that night. How have you been lately? Are you still working at that hospital? Why can't we get through to your phone? Oh, by the way, is that person still bothering you?" A barrage of questions came out, as if afraid Liu Ying would disappear immediately. Liu Ying pointed and laughed, "Don't rush me, don't keep them waiting too long."

The waiter quickly said, "It's alright, you two chat first, I'll come when you need anything." Guo Xuanguang then realized he had been a bit rude, rubbing his palms together and smiling sheepishly.

After they warmed up in their chairs, the two slowly began to chat about their recent lives. It turned out that Liu Ying was no longer a nurse and was now working as a model for a company. Because she had lost her phone, she couldn't contact Shuang Guo anymore. However, she deliberately avoided the topic of Gao Qiang, perhaps not wanting to bring up the absurd things that happened when she was a nurse. Guo Xuanguang was already very excited to see Liu Ying again, so he didn't press her for details. To be honest, Guo Xuanguang wasn't a talkative person, and by the time they were halfway through the meal, he had run out of things to say. Fortunately, he was with Guo Xiaocheng every day and had heard a lot of gossip. Actually, he hadn't intended to write these things down, but perhaps because he had heard so much, these things were now floating in his mind, which Liu Ying found fascinating.

Although he was accompanied by a beautiful woman, for some reason, Guo Xuanguang was very uncomfortable throughout the meal. His buttocks kept rubbing against the cushion, his legs kept spreading apart and then coming together, and he kept shifting back and forth, as if he couldn't find a way to settle down. Fortunately, the place they were sitting in was spacious enough, and the table blocked Liu Ying's view, so she couldn't see Guo Xuanguang's face. Guo Xuanguang, already feeling a surge of desire, felt even more hot-blooded after dinner with the beautiful woman. He didn't want to part with Liu Ying so soon and wanted to go somewhere else together, but he couldn't think of a single idea. As they slowly walked out of the restaurant, Liu Ying asked, "Going home? My car is parked nearby, I'll give you a ride!" Guo Xuanguang was preoccupied with finding a way to get Liu Ying to stay and didn't think much of her words. He subconsciously replied, "Oh, right, home." He immediately realized his mistake, but he was too embarrassed to take it back. Besides, he felt it was inappropriate to let a girl drive him home, so he quickly declined Liu Ying's offer. Liu Ying sighed and said, "Oh, you're so kind. I don't want to go home so early. My mother will nag me all day long." At that moment, the thought of "I'll go with you" flashed through Guo Xuanguang's mind, but his mouth seemed sealed shut. He only slightly opened his lips, unable to utter a word.

So he could only watch Liu Ying's departing figure with helpless eyes. Guo Xuanguang couldn't help but mutter to himself, "You're so quick-witted when you're studying, but when it comes to making plans, you're completely clueless. Ugh, so useless." Complaining aside, it was too late now that she was gone. Guo Xuanguang stood there for a while, staring in the direction Liu Ying had gone, before finally deciding to look at some magazines. Guo Xuanguang hadn't been here for a while, and several SM magazines immediately caught his eye. He was quite interested, and the more he looked, the more excited he became. After finishing those few, he eagerly flipped through the others to see what surprises awaited him. The magazines here had many categories, from explicit adult content to more juvenile, non-nude magazines. Although Guo Xuanguang only knew about SM, he was familiar with the other magazines. Based on past experience, many of the non-nude models were new actresses with good looks and figures. He was flipping through a fashion photobook when he suddenly noticed that one of the models was Liu Ying. He opened his eyes wide and looked closely, confirming that it was indeed Liu Ying in front of him. He thought to himself: I thought she was going to be a runway model, but it turns out she's shooting a photo album. Although Liu Ying wasn't the main model in the photo album, she still had several full pages of large pictures. Guo Xuanguang stared at the sexy pictures, recalling her smiling face during the meal, and was completely stunned. His thoughts drifted back to that passionate moment at the hospital that night. Holding the magazines he had chosen, he slowly walked towards the counter.

Just then, a girl at the counter finished paying and turned to leave, coming face to face with Guo Xuanguang. Guo Xuanguang, who had been somewhat numb, suddenly brightened up. Before him was another close friend he had lost contact with—Alice. This Alice, like Liu Ying, had suddenly become unreachable, and her phone number was no longer in service. Guo Xuanguang thought to himself with delight: What a coincidence today, running into two of them again at once…hehe!

So he smiled and quickly went to greet her, saying, "Long time no see!" But Ailiwen across from him didn't react at all and walked past expressionlessly. Seeing Guo Xuanguang's awkwardness, the young man behind the counter helped him out, saying, "Although you come here often, Ningning probably doesn't recognize you. Besides, she hasn't worked here for very long; she just comes back sometimes to buy things." Guo Xuanguang had no idea that Ailiwen had ever worked there, and he was even more confused by this. But he was too lazy to explain anything, so he quickly paid and tried to chase after her.

Guo Xuanguang figured it would only be a short while, and Ailiwen couldn't have gone far, so he rushed out after paying. He bumped into someone at the doorway without realizing it, and the magazine in his hand fell to the ground.

Guo Xuanguang didn't even look at the person he bumped into and quickly apologized repeatedly. As he bent down to pick up the magazine, he looked around for Ailiwen. However, apart from the person he bumped into, there wasn't a soul around. He only heard the sound of a car engine starting nearby, and a sedan quickly disappeared into the night. Guo Xuanguang felt a pang of unease. He actually felt his relationship with Aliwen was closer than his relationship with Liu Ying, yet Aliwen seemed completely oblivious to him.

"Ah, so it's you!" The person who had bumped into Guo Xuanguang suddenly spoke. Guo Xuanguang snapped out of his daze and saw that the person beside him was Gao Qiang. Gao Qiang, holding two SM magazines Guo Xuanguang had just bought, said, "What, interested in this?" Guo Xuanguang looked embarrassed, unsure how to respond. However, his expression already told Gao Qiang the answer. Gao Qiang smiled and said, "Kid, we seem to have a connection. How about this, I'll show you around sometime." Remembering what had happened before, Guo Xuanguang didn't understand the meaning of Gao Qiang's words and simply replied briefly before rushing home. Once home, he couldn't wait to call Guo Xiaocheng to report the good news and tell him about his new discovery regarding Liu Ying

. "What?" "How could this be?" Guo Xiaocheng's interest was piqued after hearing Guo Xuanguang's explanation. He complained, "You're such an idiot! The girl already said she didn't want to go home, and you were unmoved. Are you even a man?" Guo Xuanguang said, "It's not what you think. I think she was just complaining, nothing more." Guo Xiaocheng said, "You're crazy! That's called not shooting when the door is open, a complete waste of an opportunity." The two chatted for a long time before finally deciding to find an opportunity to ask Liu Ying and Chen Mei out again.

Guo Xuanguang hung up the phone, lay on the bed looking at Liu Ying's photo album, feeling sweet as if he had drunk honey. Just as he was fantasizing about how to ask Liu Ying out, the image of Ma Qingyan flashed into his mind. He was shocked and couldn't help but ask himself, "You only care about Liu Ying, what about Ma Qingyan?" He was stunned, unable to answer his own question. He felt a strange excitement whenever he thought of Liu Ying's beautiful figure. In comparison, although Ma Qingyan wasn't as glamorous as Liu Ying, she was like a delicate fragrance surrounding him, impossible to dispel. He dared not think any further, closed the photo album, and picked up another SM magazine to pursue a different kind of pleasure.

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Hey, I'm going to the high school this afternoon. You go to the golf club's activity first. That day, after lunch, Guo Xuanguang said to Guo Xiaocheng, "I heard the club president doesn't have any matches recently, so he'll be practicing today. I bet a lot of people will go to watch him. Go early and save me a spot." Guo Xiaocheng said, "Tch, so what if he comes? It's no big deal. That guy plays like Zhuge Liang mourning his father, what's so interesting about that? Those girls who follow him are just incredibly vulgar; they won't compete with us. Besides, I might not even go!" Guo Xuanguang said, "Look at you, here we go again. I think he's not mourning but acting as a strategist." "Anyway, you can go if you want. I'll go by myself." After completing his tasks at the high school level, Guo Xuanguang was about to head straight to the golf driving range. Just then, Ma Qingyan also left the high school section. Seeing Guo Xuanguang, she asked, "Just finished submitting your activity report?" Actually, they had both participated in the mutual aid activity; the answer was obvious without even asking. They exchanged knowing smiles. Guo Xuanguang was also delighted to see Ma Qingyan and blurted out, "Want to try golf this afternoon at the golf club activity?" Ma Qingyan replied, "Really? But I don't know how. Will you teach me?" Guo Xuanguang said, "Sure, but I'm not much better myself, so don't laugh at me." Ma Qingyan said, "No, no, then I'll call you 'Master' first." Guo Xuanguang laughed, "Oh, don't make such a fuss, I can't accept that." The branch school's golf driving range was located on the edge of the campus, connected to the school on one side and directly connected to the road outside the school on the other. This is because this practice range is open to the public in addition to student use. The entrances and exits were meticulously designed by a renowned architect, catering to both on-campus and off-campus users. Moreover, the practice range is quite large, with 60 playing positions across two floors. All positions have automatic ball delivery systems, allowing you to continue your shot without needing to set up the ball. The facilities also include a café, gym, and massage room, providing relaxation opportunities besides playing golf. The university's golf club offers two hours of free play time here each week, with an additional 50% discount for students with valid student cards.

When Guo Xuanguang and Guo Xiaocheng arrived at the course, it wasn't yet time for the golf club's practice, but the staff had already cleared the area, and many students were already preparing to play. Guo Xuanguang glanced at the spots he and Guo Xiaocheng usually used but didn't see Guo Xiaocheng, guessing that he probably wouldn't be showing up today. Although Guo Xiaocheng was gone, Guo Xuanguang's enthusiasm only increased with the company of a girl. After retrieving his own golf clubs from the storage room, he helped Ma Qingyan choose a set for women, and then they went to two seats on the second floor near the edge. Firstly, he didn't want to be disturbed by others, and secondly, he wasn't very confident in his golf skills.

For beginners, posture is the first hurdle in golf. Compared to sports like badminton and tennis, golf places more emphasis on posture, and most people feel awkward when they first start playing.

From where you stand, the distance between your feet, the grip, and the position of your head, torso, and hips, golf is very particular. When Guo Xuanguang was learning, it took him quite a while to get the hang of it. However, regardless of posture, the most important thing is to find the point of connection between the up-and-down swing of the club and the rotation of the body; this is the key to playing golf well. After listening carefully to Guo Xuanguang's explanation, Ma Qingyan pondered for a while and was already able to get into a proper stance. Guo Xuanguang asked in surprise: "Is this really your first time playing golf?" "You look like you haven't played in a long time and have forgotten some moves," Ma Qingyan laughed. "It really is my first time playing. What, are you afraid I'll catch up to you soon?" Guo Xuanguang said, "I'm not afraid at all. Do you think this is something that can be done in a few days? If you want to master something, you have to grind an iron pillar into a needle!" Ma Qingyan pouted and said, "Tch, you've only played a few more times than me. Watch me catch up to you, my master, soon." The two of them played the ball, chatting and laughing. Before they knew it, many more students had arrived, and even the second floor was half full. After the initial adjustment period, Ma Qingyan seemed to be getting the hang of it. She was holding a 7-iron, and many of her balls were hitting about 50 meters away, with a very straight flight. Guo Xuanguang was also very surprised and couldn't help but stop his club to see how Ma Qingyan swung.

Suddenly, a surge of noise erupted from downstairs, mixed with girls' screams, but it quickly subsided. Guo Xuanguang thought: "They probably mistook the newcomer for Gao Wang, otherwise they wouldn't have disappeared so quickly." A moment later, a beautiful couple emerged from the stairs. The man was handsome, carrying a Talormade shopping bag, his eyes fixed straight ahead, completely ignoring everyone else. Beside him, a beautiful woman held his arm, her gaze also indifferent to the crowd, though fixed solely on the man. Both were dressed in Nike, with the same haughty expressions; no one would doubt they weren't a couple. Guo Xuanguang was initially stunned to see Gao Wang, but even more surprised to see that it was Ai Liwen beside him. "Hey, what's wrong?" Ma Qingyan, seeing Guo Xuanguang's dazed expression, asked curiously: "Don't just stand there! Do you know him?" Guo Xuanguang looked at the two people walking towards him and said, "Well, no, I've met him a few times. That guy is the club president, the captain of the United University high school team." Ma Qingyan said, "Really? He looks like a manga character, not like someone who plays high school!" Guo Xuanguang didn't respond, his mind was only thinking: Didn't Ailiwen graduate? But she can come back after graduation. But why is she with Gao Wang? Gao Wang looks like a rich kid, how could he be with someone who hangs out in brothels?

Chapter 66

In a short while, Gao Wang and Ailiwen had reached Guo Xuanguang's side, and the two stopped at a seat next to Ma Qingyan. Gao Wang took off his coat, did some warm-up exercises, and looked at the people on both sides, saying, "Could everyone please play quietly?" Although it sounded like a question, Guo Xuanguang felt an invisible pressure, as if it were an order. Ailiwen was just like that night, she didn't even look at Guo Xuanguang, and silently sat to the side, still looking at Gao Wang.

Looking at Gao Ai and Ma Qingyan, Guo Xuanguang suddenly felt an urge to leave immediately. However, Ma Qingyan was engrossed in playing, and Guo Xuanguang couldn't bear to interrupt her, so he returned to his spot to practice. Soon, the particularly loud tapping sounds of hitting the ball reached Guo Xuanguang's ears. Gao Wang began swinging his short irons, each strike producing a solid sound that made the ball's flight beautiful even without seeing it. Guo Xuanguang outwardly kept his head down, watching his own movements, but in reality, his peripheral vision was constantly focused on the ball Gao Wang hit each time the sound of the shot rang out. The ball slowly moved from near to far, eventually settling steadily at 150 meters.

After finishing his iron practice, Gao Wang took out his longest driver. The sound of this club hitting the ball was even louder and crisper than before; the melodious sound was simply exhilarating. Guo Xuanguang wasn't in the mood to appreciate any of this. He only noticed Gao Wang's incredibly fast swing rhythm, seemingly hitting one ball after another without pause. However, because the swing was so fast, the ball's trajectory was unstable, even producing some very sharp curves. Despite this, every shot Gao Wang hit still cleared the 200-meter mark. Guo Xuanguang felt frustrated and unsure whether to listen or watch, so he put down his club and went to Ma Qingyan to talk to her.

Ma Qingyan was now playing with great ease, her swing no longer showing the initial stiffness. Guo Xuanguang couldn't believe this was the result of her first time playing golf and couldn't help but exclaim, "I can't believe this is your first time holding a club! You're a genius! When I first learned, it took me ages to hit that ball!" Ma Qingyan laughed, "Maybe I am a genius. What, are you envious or jealous?" Gao Wang, seemingly disturbed by the conversation, stopped and looked towards Ma Qingyan. After watching Ma Qingyan hit a few shots, Gao Wang said, "First time? Not bad. Try using a pitching wedge. Take a slower start, spread your feet a little wider, and relax your body a bit more." Guo Xuanguang's eyes widened; he couldn't believe that Gao Wang, who seemed to be from another world, would say such a thing to Ma Qingyan. Ma Qingyan was also taken aback by Gao Wang's suggestion. She looked at him suspiciously and said, "A pitching wedge?

I haven't tried that before!" After receiving a nod from Gao Wang, Ma Qingyan changed her club and adjusted her posture as he suggested and hit a few shots. Although the club was different, the distance she hit was comparable to her previous 7-iron, and the ball flew higher. Ma Qingyan excitedly said, "Great! This club seems more fun!" Gao Wang forced a smile and said, "Don't rush, remember this feeling, and try switching back to the club you just used." Ma Qingyan did as instructed. With a soft "thud," the ball traveled a considerable distance, landing near the marker about 90 meters away. Ma Qingyan said contentedly, "As expected of the captain! Just a little guidance and I've improved so much. Thank you!" Guo Xuanguang felt a pang of jealousy and could only stand silently to the side.

Gao Wang's face regained its arrogant expression as he said, "Because of preparations for next week's competition, I'll be practicing around this time every afternoon this week. Come find me if you want to play." Ma Qingyan seemed somewhat unprepared for this ambiguous invitation, and she couldn't help but turn to look at Guo Xuanguang. Seeing Ma Qingyan turn her head, Guo Xuanguang simply pretended not to hear and returned to his position, pretending to prepare to hit the ball. Ma Qingyan then said, "That's great, thank you so much. However, I have classes this afternoon, so I might not have a chance to learn from you, but I'll definitely come when I have time." Hearing Ma Qingyan's words, Guo Xuanguang felt a sense of relief for some reason. Although Ma Qingyan hadn't directly refused, he guessed it was just a polite thank you.

The usually arrogant Gao Wang, perhaps never having experienced rejection from a girl before, pursed his lips, turned away without a word, and continued practicing. Even though Gao Wang had stopped talking to Ma Qingyan, Guo Xuanguang still felt immense pressure, something he had never experienced before when meeting Gao Wang, and he couldn't understand why

. Although he was already considering giving up, seeing Ma Qingyan's enthusiastic expression, he didn't want to spoil her fun, so he awkwardly continued swinging his club. Without realizing it, he vented all his frustration on the club, swinging it harder and harder. Each swing of the club made a whooshing sound, like wielding a club.

At this moment, Ma Qingyan stopped. Looking at Guo Xuanguang, she laughed and said, "You just told me not to use so much force, but look at yourself, you look like you have a grudge against those balls." Guo Xuanguang was immediately caught off guard and could only say, "No, I just wanted to work up a sweat, like a little exercise." Seeing Guo Xuanguang's sweaty face, Ma Qingyan smiled, turned around, took a tissue from her bag, and handed it to him, saying, "Now you've got what you wanted, wipe yourself off first." This was the first time a girl had offered Guo Xuanguang a tissue. He hesitated for a moment, then quickly took it. However, instead of wiping his sweat, Guo Xuanguang stared at Ma Qingyan with the tissue in his hand. He felt a warm current flow through his body, instantly brightening his mood. Ma Qingyan, seeing Guo Xuanguang's strange expression, said, "Hey, what's wrong with you? Hurry up and wipe yourself. Why are you staring at me? Is there something wrong with my face?" Guo Xuanguang hurriedly replied, "No, no, I'm just a little tired from playing and spacing out." He then vigorously wiped his face with the tissue. Ma Qingyan chuckled and said, "You, when other people are daydreaming, they stare at inanimate objects. Are you treating me like a dead person?" Guo Xuanguang panicked and said, "N-no, that's not what I meant." Whether it was Guo Xuanguang's imagination or some other factor, he always felt like there was something wrong with him in front of Ma Qingyan, and his mind didn't work properly.

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Friday arrived in the blink of an eye. Liu Ling deliberately left home a little earlier because she was going to buy some things at the Charm Night store. Of course, going to an adult store meant buying sex toys, because of Liu Ling's unexpected gain on the night of the car accident. After getting rid of the three migrant workers that day, Liu Ling drove while recalling the situation. Just thinking about the vibrator in that man's hand made her heart race. She thought to herself: Why didn't I think of having those things? I've already used them to play with quite a few men before; now it's time for me to enjoy myself. Although she didn't have a boyfriend by her side at the time, Liu Ling wasn't a casual person and couldn't accept the thrill of a one-night stand. Sex toys were a godsend for her, who was feeling lonely and restless.

The shop's employees were all part-time, coming and going quickly. Initially, Liu Ling was worried about running into acquaintances, but she only encountered new faces, allowing her to shop with peace of mind. Just as Liu Ling returned to school satisfied, she ran into Zhao Sheng, who was wiping sweat from his brow as he walked out of the office. Zhao Sheng looked up and saw Liu Ling, and without a greeting, said directly: "Tonight, Ms. Liu, could you please finish your classes half an hour early and then come to the teachers' office? We have a very urgent staff meeting." Liu Ling nodded, watching Zhao Sheng hurriedly leave, thinking: What's so urgent? Judging from his expression, it's probably some troublesome matter! Because of the part-time nature of the work, the vocational school teachers rarely gathered together. Today, thanks to this urgent meeting, the teachers were finally able to meet. However, Zhao Sheng had already been waiting in the teachers' office, and the teachers didn't even have time for a few pleasantries. He said seriously: "Dear teachers, today is the weekend, and I don't want to take up your time, so I'll get straight to the point. This meeting is mainly about a traffic accident." Upon hearing this, the teachers all looked curious, eager for more details.

Zhao Sheng continued: "About a week ago, a traffic accident occurred at the school gate one night. The migrant worker who was hit suffered severe internal injuries and was in critical condition. Because the perpetrator fled the scene, the police have intervened. I met with the president of the university today, and he said that according to the police's initial investigation, it's possible the perpetrator was someone from our school. The accident happened right outside the side gate next to this building, and it happened at night, so it's naturally connected to us. Many teachers and students in our school drive cars, so I hope everyone will actively cooperate with the police while paying close attention to the students' behavior. Because this matter may affect the school, we must handle it with extreme caution." Liu Ling hadn't paid much attention when she first heard about the car accident, because in her mind, the incident of hitting the migrant worker that night was just a hoax perpetrated by those few people. But as Zhao Sheng's description gradually matched the events of that night, Liu Ling felt her palms start to sweat, and her whole body seemed to stiffen. Zhao Sheng continued, "Starting next week, the police will send people to investigate. You all need to keep an eye on your phones. I know this will affect teaching and students, but I hope you can arrange your time accordingly and cooperate as much as possible. To minimize…" At this moment, Liu Ling felt as if she were isolated from another world. All external sounds and images disappeared, leaving her alone sitting quietly in a dark world. She remembered how she had left without even looking at the person lying on the ground, the dent in the front of the car, the sensor at the school gate that only teachers had access to, and how the three migrant workers had seen her before. Each thought felt like an unbearable boulder pressing down on her, making her feel like she had nowhere to escape.

After the meeting, Zhao Sheng looked at Liu Ling sitting in her seat, truly more beautiful than a flower, and prepared to go over and chat for a bit… "Teacher Liu, Teacher Liu, are you alright?" "Teacher Liu!" Liu Ling remained seated, not knowing how long it had been before being awakened by Zhao Sheng's shouts. Zhao Sheng said, "Are you alright? You don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?" Looking around, Liu Ling saw that everyone was gone except for her and Zhao Sheng. She quickly said, "It's nothing serious, I'll be fine after a weekend rest." Not wanting Zhao Sheng to see anything on her face, she quickly got up to say goodbye. As Liu Ling sat in the driver's seat, she suddenly felt a fear of the steering wheel. Staring at the round wheel, it seemed covered in sharp spikes, making her afraid to reach out. But at this moment, if she didn't drive, she wouldn't even be able to get home. Liu Ling sat quietly in the car for a long time before finally gripping the steering wheel. Her movements were as gentle as if she were caring for a small animal, even lightly pressing the accelerator. Tonight, she dared not use the side door, taking a long detour to exit through the front door, repeatedly telling herself: "I don't use the side door, I always leave through the front door, always through the front door..." For some reason, Liu Ling felt the road home tonight was exceptionally long, as if she would never reach home no matter how she drove. Her hands were constantly sweating, making the entire steering wheel damp. Just as she was intently watching the road, she suddenly heard a police sirens behind her. Looking in her rearview mirror, Liu Ling saw a police car staring intently at her, and immediately pulled over to the side of the road. The policeman walked up to Liu Ling's car, gestured for her to roll down the window, and then asked: "I've been following you for quite a while now. You didn't stop even when the police lights were flashing. Did you have to make me sound the siren before you stopped?" Although it was a traffic officer, Liu Ling, feeling guilty, was very nervous and stammered: "I...I didn't see anything, I'm sorry." The officer said: "Driving without looking at the road, not using your turn signal, and driving at 30 kilometers per hour—are you trying to block traffic? Do you have a driver's license? Please show it to me!" Liu Ling quickly produced her documents and explained: "N-I'm sorry, I...I'm not feeling well today." After checking her documents, the officer looked at the front and back of the car, finding nothing amiss. Then, the officer softened his tone and said: "Okay, it's alright. In the future, if you're not feeling well, don't drive. It's unsafe for yourself and others, understand?" Actually, the traffic police only thought Liu Ling was driving too slowly and assumed she was driving without a license or under the influence of alcohol. However, Liu Ling was terrified, her forehead covered in sweat. She was indeed ill, but not with a common cold; it was a psychological issue. Because Zhao Sheng had mentioned the police might contact them by phone, Liu Ling had become afraid of even the phone over the weekend. Every time the phone rang, her heart would leap into her throat until she saw a familiar face on the caller ID. Also, the small dent on her car wasn't noticeable, and Liu Ling hadn't planned to fix it. But if the police found it, it would be direct evidence of a crime, so she decided to get it fixed immediately.

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The weekend passed quickly, and Monday marked the start of a new work week. The first class of the week was applied mathematics. The original teacher was ill, so the school specially arranged for a senior professor to substitute. However, while this professor was highly knowledgeable, his heavily accented Mandarin often made the students chuckle. Today, it was his usual opening line: "Let's continue our lesson..." Although everyone had experience with this for several lessons, they still couldn't help but chuckle. Shuang Guo and Ma Chen had already experienced it before; even the usually diligent Guo Xuanguang and Ma Qingyan couldn't stand it, so the four of them sat in the last row, secretly chatting. "

Our vocational school had a special meeting on Saturday. I heard that a student might have been in a car accident near the side gate. I heard the person who was hit is in the hospital and hasn't passed the critical period yet." Ma Qingyan couldn't help but speak first about such a big matter. Guo Xiaocheng said: "What? Is that true? I'm really in trouble this time." Ma Qingyan said seriously: "I'm not joking. Principal Zhao is very serious. And even the police have intervened and are going to start the investigation from the vocational school." Guo Xuanguang said: "Is it that serious? Is it confirmed that it was a student?" Ma Qingyan said: "No, I heard from others that the accident happened at night, and right near the side gate." "The police probably suspect it's related to vocational school students, since many people drive to class," Guo Xiaocheng said. "Are only students driving? Others drive too, like teachers." Guo Xuanguang immediately said, "Yeah, it seems Teacher Liu drives to work too. Maybe she knows something?"

Ma Qingyan asked curiously, "Teacher Liu? You mean that young female teacher at the vocational school?" Guo Xuanguang's eyes lit up, "Yes, she used to be our high school teacher, she transferred there now." Seeing Guo Xuanguang's excited expression, Ma Qingyan pouted and whispered, "Really? So we've known each other for a while." Guo Xiaocheng, seeing Ma Qingyan's expression, laughed, "Hey, so we're all from Shanxi!" Ma Qingyan said, puzzled, "Nonsense, I'm not from Shanxi." Guo Xiaocheng replied, "It can't be fake, people from there are all the same—jealous!" Ma Qingyan blushed and scolded, "You!" She turned her head away, pretending not to notice the two Guos.

Chapter 67 Car Repair

For some reason, Guo Xuanguang never felt embarrassed by Guo Xiaocheng's crazy ramblings; on the contrary, he felt a pleasant smugness. He tugged at Ma Qingyan's sleeve and said, "Don't be like that. You know he's just a smooth talker. How about he treats us to lunch?" Chen Yue, standing nearby, quickly added, "Sure, but at least we should go to a Western restaurant to show our sincerity." Guo Xuanguang replied without hesitation, "Okay, it's settled then." Guo Xiaocheng stomped on Guo Xuanguang's instep and whispered, "You, you want me to pay for your pursuit of girls? Do you expect me to even provide condoms?" Although Guo Xiaocheng lowered his voice, all four people sitting together heard him. The two girls blushed and turned away without saying a word. Guo Xuanguang glared at Guo Xiaocheng and said, "Alright, alright, one more and we'll get angry. Let's discuss which restaurant to go to." While Shuang Guo and his friends were happily enjoying their Western meal, Liu Ling was simply eating instant noodles at home alone. The phone that terrified her hadn't rung yet, but she still took it with her even to the bathroom, afraid of missing anything. After finishing her noodles, Liu Ling drove away from her residence. She planned to leave early so the 4S shop could fix the front of her car as soon as possible. Although she had no experience repairing cars, she figured an afternoon would be enough to fix a small problem. However, Liu Ling didn't dare drive near the school for repairs; she decided to stay as far away from the school as possible to avoid being discovered.

Liangshan City was actually a very large city, spanning dozens of kilometers in all directions. For ease of management, it was administratively divided into five districts based on geographical location: East, West, South, North, and Central. The Central District was the city center, and the two northeastern districts were relatively affluent. The southwestern districts, on the other hand, were a mixed bag of blue-collar workers and migrant workers. The Federal Branch School was located at the northernmost tip of the city. Determined to get away from there, Liu Ling drove south. As time passed, the buildings gradually decreased in height. The vibrant colors Liu Ling was used to seemed to have lost their luster, and the houses on both sides of the road looked like they were wearing clothes that hadn't been changed in a long time, covered in dust

. Liu Ling had grown up in the central district and rarely went south, let alone knew the roads and shops there. However, this time Liu Ling had no destination, and she wasn't worried about getting lost; she was simply heading south. Seeing the buildings gradually decrease in density and height, she began to pay attention to the surrounding architecture, intending to just find any 4S shop. But fate seemed to be against her; she circled the area several times without finding a single one. She continued south until finally finding a repair shop next to a junkyard.

This was certainly not a 4S shop, just a small, privately owned auto repair shop. The shop was filled with wrecked cars and parts, making it incredibly filthy. But Liu Ling didn't care. She got out of her car and exclaimed, "Master, could you please fix that dent in the front of my car? Make sure it's completely invisible, or I won't pay!" Liu Ling and her car stood out like a glittering gem amidst a pile of rubble. A sweaty, overweight man emerged from under a car. Seeing a beautiful woman standing before him, he immediately beamed and said, "Sure, sure, no problem, I'll do it however you like." Liu Ling seemed startled by the man's filthy appearance, took two steps back, and said, "Please fix it right away! I need the car urgently." The mechanic kept saying "no problem" while inspecting the dent in the front of the car, then said, "I'm sorry, miss, you can only pick up the car tomorrow." Liu Ling said, "What? Tomorrow? No way, I need the car today!" "Okay, sir, I'll give you an express fee, can you fix it for me right away?" The mechanic, rarely seeing such a beautiful woman in this remote southern region, was incredibly enthusiastic. He poured Liu Ling a glass of water and patiently explained a whole host of procedures, emphasizing that a perfect repair would definitely take some time. Liu Ling didn't really understand what the mechanic was saying, but seeing him ramble on and on, she figured it probably wouldn't matter.

Under the mechanic's insistence, Liu Ling had no choice. If she didn't get it fixed here, she didn't know when she'd find another shop, so she had to leave the car there. After leaving the shop, Liu Ling checked the time; it was almost 4 o'clock. Although she wasn't sure of her exact location, she estimated it was quite a distance from school. To save time, she planned to find a taxi to return to the north of the city. However, the roadside was dusty, with large trucks speeding by, and not a single taxi in sight.

Actually, Liu Ling was now near the southernmost tip of the south of the city; any further ahead would be the suburbs. The nearby residents were all low-income earners, so there were hardly any taxis around. Even the subway station was a long walk away. After waiting for a while, Liu Ling, feeling helpless, decided to take a bus north for a bit before looking for a taxi. When she arrived at the station, she found many people already waiting, but they were either covered in sweat or dressed in tattered clothes. Liu Ling covered her face and stood at a distance, thinking: "Am I going to squeeze onto the bus with these people? Ugh, they'll stink to death!" Although Liangshan City was large, its public transportation system was quite comprehensive. The subway ran through all the districts, and although the section near the branch school wasn't officially open yet, it already went directly to a place about 5 kilometers away.

Considering the traffic congestion during rush hour, Liu Ling didn't want to squeeze onto the bus with these people, so she decided to take the subway back to the north of the city and then take a taxi back to school. She asked the people waiting for directions and hurried towards the subway station. She was in a hurry, and she had no experience walking long distances in high heels, so she was soon drenched in sweat, and her leg muscles were tight. Unfortunately, the nearby houses were all identical, housing low-income families, each building looking the same. Coupled with the confusing signposts, Liu Ling became disoriented after several turns.

Panting heavily, she grew increasingly anxious, even taking off her jacket and unbuttoning the top two buttons of her shirt in the heat. After countless turns, Liu Ling finally saw the subway station entrance around 5 PM, letting out a long sigh of relief.

This subway station was the southern terminus of the city, and the evening rush hour was already underway, with the platform packed with people. Exhausted and thirsty, Liu Ling thought, "I still have a long way to go; I'd better find a seat." So she followed the queues along the platform, finally finding the last queue at the back of the line with fewer people, and quickly grabbed a seat. At this point, Liu Ling could

finally relax a bit, and while waiting for the train, she couldn't help but observe the people around her. Because the subway fare was slightly higher than the bus fare, the people around her seemed much more agreeable. Most of the people around her were neatly dressed; some, like those behind her, wore suits, while others carried backpacks and looked like students—completely unlike the people who looked like they'd just emerged from a garbage dump. Even so, Liu Ling, a beauty like hers, still stood out on the platform. Today, she wore white high heels with a black strap along the edge, making them very eye-catching. She wore flesh-colored lace stockings and an apricot-colored suit. She had already taken off her coat, and her white blouse couldn't conceal her impressive breasts; her bra was faintly visible, quite alluring. Liu Ling noticed the admiring glances from the men around her and felt quite satisfied, secretly pleased with herself. After waiting a while

, Liu Ling checked the time and it was already 5:15; the next train still hadn't arrived. Helpless, she had to call Zhao Sheng to tell him she would be late for school and ask him to have Xiao Yang, the receptionist, arrange for students to study on their own. After agreeing to Liu Ling's request, Zhao Sheng said, "Oh, by the way, regarding the meeting that day, the police seem to have come today. They were originally scheduled to talk to you, but since you have something to do, I'll talk to them and see what to do." Liu Ling panicked upon hearing this. She thought, "How could it be so fast? What if the police suspect I'm intentionally evading them if I'm not there?" She quickly said, "Principal, I'll be there soon. Please make sure they wait for me, okay?" Zhao Sheng said, "Actually, there's no need to make a fuss. I'll just tell them when I get there, and I'll let you know if anything happens." Liu Ling had no choice but to stare at the clock, waiting with each second feeling like an eternity.

Fortunately, the subway arrived at the station quickly. Liu Ling glanced around and saw that the platform was already packed with people. She was thankful that she was near the front; otherwise, she wouldn't have had a chance to even get to one of the limited seats available, let alone find one. As the subway stopped, the crowd behind her unconsciously pushed forward, almost breaking up the already formed queue. Liu Ling wasn't going to be outdone, so she pressed herself tightly against the person in front of her and moved forward with the pressure from behind. But when the doors opened, the previously orderly queue completely collapsed, with people surging towards the narrow doors from all directions. Although the station staff tried their best to shout, individual strength seemed so weak; they could only watch and hope no one would get hurt.

Liu Ling sensed something was wrong and also tried to rush forward to get on the train. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her left toe; someone had stepped on it hard. Liu Ling winced and quickly pulled her foot back, but unfortunately, her heel seemed to get caught on something, and the high heel was pulled off her foot. She tried to see where her shoe had fallen, but the surging crowd pushed her into the carriage, giving her no chance to bend down. Barefoot, Liu Ling inwardly groaned. Afraid of being discovered, she struggled through the crowd and hid in a corner at the back of the train. As soon as she stood with her back against the carriage, she was met with a dense crowd, so thick that she couldn't even see the platform clearly.

With the train doors closing, Liu Ling knew she couldn't get her shoe back. She could only try to tuck her left foot behind her right, hoping no one would notice. At the same time, she looked around and saw a person in front of her with their back to her, blocking most of the people's view; next to them, a young man with a backpack, who looked like a student, was taking out an iPad, completely ignoring everyone around him. Slightly relieved, Liu Ling still felt a sharp pain in her left toes, so she secretly pulled her left foot back and gently rubbed it with her hand. At this moment, Liu Ling was tired, embarrassed, and also worried and flustered. As she rubbed her toes through her stockings, she felt a sudden flutter in her heart and couldn't help but scold herself: What kind of time is this to think about such trivial things! Just then, the subway suddenly started moving, and the crowd lurched backward with inertia. Having not ridden the subway in a long time, Liu Ling was completely unaccustomed to this situation. Fortunately, she was leaning against the carriage to avoid falling. However, she was standing on one leg, holding her clothes and a small bag in her right hand, while her left hand continued rubbing her toes. This posture made Liu Ling completely vulnerable to the sudden pressure. The back of the man in front of her pressed down on her, directly against her chest. Liu Ling felt herself being pressed against his back, her breasts pressed tightly against his back. Overwhelmed with shame, she couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. However, such physical contact is quite normal in a train carriage, and it's hard to blame others. Besides, most people were struggling to stay upright and no one noticed Liu Ling's situation. Before Liu Ling could push the person away, his back pressed against her chest several more times.

Liu Ling felt both ashamed and anxious, but helpless. She wanted to shout, but in this situation, shouting wouldn't change anything, especially since one of her feet was exposed; she didn't know what kind of nonsense people would spout if they saw her. When the train stabilized, taking advantage of the reduced pressure on her chest, Liu Ling immediately pushed the man's back forward and turned to face the carriage. She thought that since they were back to back now, she wouldn't be so disadvantaged next time. As the train moved, Liu Ling felt her buttocks still occasionally bumping against the person, but it was clearly within a tolerable range. However, her bare left foot still made Liu Ling feel very awkward. She didn't want to put her foot directly on the ground, so she had to stand with her right foot on top of hers. Never before had she suffered like this; she desperately wanted a seat, but reality forced her to conjure up the illusion of comfortably sitting in a chair.

Soon the subway arrived at the next station, and Liu Ling, practically standing on one leg, lost her balance when the train braked, naturally leaning forward. She initially thought it was just a matter of her back hitting the ground, but as she leaned against the man, she suddenly felt something protruding against her buttocks. The man reached out and touched her shoulder, saying, "Miss, are you alright? There's a handrail above you." Liu Ling instinctively felt it was the man's penis, but she didn't have the courage to turn around to verify, quickly saying, "I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm sorry." Only after the man's reminder did Liu Ling realize the handrail above her head, quickly reaching out her left hand to firmly grasp it and straighten herself, restoring distance from the man. Liu Ling's feeling was correct; the man had indeed turned around at some point and was now staring at her without blinking.

As soon as the train doors opened, Liu Ling heard a cacophony of voices. "Excuse me, I need to get off!" Squeeze in, squeeze in! There's no more room! She felt the man behind her and the person next to her playing on their iPads crowding her, bringing her shoulders and back into contact with them. She could almost smell the man's scent. Just as she was feeling extremely uncomfortable, she heard strange noises coming from the iPad next to her. Because of the close proximity, she didn't dare turn her head, only glancing sideways. The person next to her was also facing the carriage, in the same direction as her. The iPad screen showed a naked man and woman; it was playing an adult film. The woman's moans reached Liu Ling's ears, making her curse inwardly: "How shameless of this student to watch this stuff in public, and with the volume so loud!" Liu Ling wanted to say something, but she didn't want to cause any trouble, so she remained silent. At that moment, the student seemed to notice Liu Ling glancing at his iPad and intentionally tilted the screen to her side, allowing her to see the entire image clearly. Liu Ling was initially angry, but driven by the seductive voice, she glanced at it a few more times, and then a few more times, until her eyes were unconsciously glued to the screen. At the same time, as the train started moving, a hand gently pressed against Liu Ling's buttocks. This was, of course, the man behind her. However, he simply kept his hand on Liu Ling's buttocks without moving it, seemingly wanting to gauge her reaction. Liu Ling, focused on the iPad beside her and trying to relax her right leg, which had been supporting her weight on one leg for so long, was completely oblivious to the sensation in her buttocks.

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