Meiling's Past

Zhou Meiling, as usual, woke up early and leaned against the railing, watching the people exercising on the street. The warm morning sun shone on her, and a cool breeze wafted into the collar of her pajamas, brushing against her full breasts along her cleavage. Although only 18 years old, Zhou Meiling's figure already met the standards of a mature woman, probably due to her early maturity. But if it were only her voluptuous figure, Zhou Meiling wouldn't have become the focus of attention at the entire school. In Fukube High School, the most prestigious school in Kanazawa Prefecture, Zhou Meiling was undoubtedly the center of attention. She was not only the president of the school's largest club—the Dance Research Club—but also the captain of the school's volleyball team. More importantly, her appearance and figure caused a sensation at Fukube High School. Even when she entered the school, many older students wanted to befriend her. One wealthy young man even sent a truckload of roses to her house, hoping to become her friend.

Looking at her watch, it was almost 6:30. "Time to change for school..." Zhou Meiling muttered to herself. Since she had volleyball practice at noon, she needed to bring her athletic shorts to school. After stuffing the shorts into her bag, she slowly took off her pajamas, leaving only her bra and panties. Zhou Meiling loved admiring her body while undressing. Looking at herself in the mirror, she unconsciously stroked her breasts gently; the slightly tingling sensation always excited her. Anyway, there was still plenty of time before class! She might as well indulge herself! Zhou Meiling didn't masturbate often, only occasionally when she felt the urge. "It's a normal thing during puberty!" Zhou Meiling would always comfort herself when she felt a little guilty.

Zhou Meiling reached down and took off her bra; the gentle way made her feel safe. Soon, Zhou Meiling's upper body was naked. Her fair skin revealed two proudly erect, round breasts, the most eye-catching feature of her body. She always felt uncomfortable wearing her uniform, and they felt bulging. The small nipples stood erect, the pale pink areolas seemingly shimmering. Leaning against the edge of the bed, admiring her breasts in the mirror, she gently caressed them. Zhou Meiling felt her body gradually warming up, a tingling sensation in her lower body. She pulled her panties down to her knees, her mature genitals hidden among dense pubic hair, faintly visible, exuding the light fragrance of shower gel. Spreading her long legs, Zhou Meiling saw her labia in the mirror, a pale flesh color. As she stroked her clitoris with her fingers, a jolt ran through her body as if she'd been electrocuted. A tingling sensation shot through the back of her head, and Zhou Meiling couldn't help but moan. Her hand continued rubbing, waves of pleasure washing over her. She felt her labia were already wet, her pubic hair glistening in the light. With each short moan, she felt her body burning hot, her head spinning, gradually reaching orgasm.

While Zhou Meiling was masturbating, hundreds of meters away on a building, Liu Mengran, who had long admired Zhou Meiling, excitedly observed her every move through binoculars. Liu Mengran had a habit of spying on others with binoculars. Since discovering months ago that he could see Zhou Meiling's room from his balcony, he had spent 150,000 yuan on a high-powered binocular—a pittance for his father, of course. Liu Mengran's father is a member of the House of Representatives, currently rising in political prominence, so his income is naturally quite good. In addition, he has some connections with the underworld, so his family fortune is increasing daily. Liu Mengran is the only son in the family, so his father tries his best to satisfy his every request. Liu Mengran is usually known for being late, but since learning about Zhou Meiling's habits, he gets up at six o'clock every morning without fail. How ironic! Even so, seeing Zhou Meiling isn't a frequent occurrence. Because Zhou Meiling's room has curtains, this morning was incredibly lucky! Who would have thought that the seemingly innocent and pure Zhou Meiling would masturbate! Liu Mengran couldn't help but feel a little mocking towards her. Through the binoculars, he could see that Zhou Meiling was still busy! Liu Mengran put his hand inside his underwear and began to stroke his penis, while watching Zhou Meiling's actions through the binoculars. She was rubbing her breasts with one hand and stroking her genitals with the other. Liu Mengran stripped off his underwear completely, his already highly aroused penis springing out, standing tall and erect, the glans glistening with a sticky sheen. He began to masturbate incessantly, fantasizing about Zhou Meiling's genitals hidden beneath her dark pubic hair, growing increasingly excited. Soon, a gush of hot fluid erupted, thick semen spilling onto the floor. Liu

Mengran went into the bathroom. The warm water from the showerhead hit his penis, so he hadn't fully recovered from his recent arousal. He squeezed some shower gel onto his genitals and gently rubbed it in, the stimulation easily maintaining his erection. He always cleaned himself thoroughly after masturbating to avoid feeling uncomfortable during class; that's how he'd been seen by Li Hui last time. Li Hui was Liu Mengran's classmate (like Zhou Meiling, all three were second-year students). Before discovering Zhou Meiling, Li Hui was Liu Mengran's object of fantasy sex. Although Liu Mengran always appeared to be a gentleman in class, he had a thick stack of pornographic books hidden in his drawer. Last time, he went to school without washing, which is why he felt unwell during lunch break. He was scratching himself when Li Hui saw him. He remembered that her face turned completely red, and she turned away embarrassedly.

After drying himself with a towel, Liu Mengran remembered that his underwear was still on the sofa, so he went out naked. He saw the maid, Meiling, wiping away the "results" he had just left. Meiling was the maid who cleaned Liu Mengran's room. She was a graduate of Kansai University, but due to the economic downturn in Japan, she couldn't find a suitable job after graduation. Since Liu Mengran's family needed someone, she came to work there. However, she usually only came in to tidy up after Liu Mengran went to school, so Liu Mengran naturally didn't expect Meiling to be in his room at this time. It would be even more embarrassing for her to know he was masturbating!

Liu Mengran composed himself and carefully looked at Meiling; she seemed unaware of his presence. To be honest, although Meiling wasn't a great beauty, she was still quite attractive. Especially her breasts, which were incredibly large. Whenever he saw her in her work clothes, he always wanted to see her breasts underneath. Today should be a good opportunity! A wicked thought arose in Liu Mengran's mind.

He slowly walked over, and just a step away, Meiling seemed to sense someone behind her and gently turned her head, only to find Liu Mengran's huge, erect penis swaying in front of her face. Liu Mengran's expression changed, and Meiling was stunned, too afraid to move. Seeing his chance, Liu Mengran pounced on Meiling. Meiling, only then realizing what was happening, tried to scream, but Liu Mengran quickly stuffed the rag she had used to wipe away semen into her mouth. He then grabbed a nylon rope and tied her hands behind her back. Meiling tried to scream in terror, but with the rag stuffed in her mouth, she couldn't. The pungent smell of the rag brought tears to her eyes, and she struggled frantically. She never imagined that her usually respectable young master would turn into such a beast.

Liu Mengran, surprised at how easily he had subdued Meiling, and realizing she was now nothing more than a toy, became aroused again. Seeing Meiling struggling on the ground made him even hotter and dizzy. Liu Mengran pinned down Meiling's flailing legs and sat on top of her, hastily lifting her light blue work skirt. Meiling's snow-white thighs trembled uncontrollably. Liu Mengran laughed, "Keep struggling, ma'am! To prevent word from getting out that I'm masturbating, I have no choice but to do this... haha..." Seeing a small dark shadow in Meiling's somewhat transparent panties, Liu Mengran slipped his left hand inside the panties, feeling the soft texture of Meiling's pubic hair. His right hand unbuttoned her dress; Meiling wasn't wearing a bra. Liu Mengran laughed, "I didn't expect you to be so horny!... not even wearing a bra!..." At this moment, Meiling's mind went completely blank. She couldn't believe she would be raped by a high school student six or seven years her junior. Although she was a fairly open-minded woman, having given her virginity to a boy she liked at 19, she didn't want to be forced into sex!

A sharp pain spread throughout her body. Meiling felt a chill in her lower body; Liu Mengran had already pulled off her skirt, leaving her bare thighs, only stockings and underwear. Her upper body was completely naked, and Liu Mengran was pressing down on her body, biting her nipple. Liu Mengran reached for the unfinished cream cake on the table and smeared it all over Meiling's cheeks, neck, breasts, and nipples. Then he brought his mouth to Meiling's nipple and sucked desperately. Meiling felt waves of tingling and numbness spread from her cheeks to the back of her head. Meiling no longer had the strength to struggle and could only lie there helplessly. As Liu Mengran continued to suck, Meiling's nipples gradually hardened, and she began to feel a little restless. Liu Mengran said, "What?...Your breasts are getting excited too!..." Meiling wanted to deny it, but her mouth was tightly stuffed, and her throat felt very uncomfortable, so she swallowed, and Liu Mengran's semen went down with her saliva. Meiling made a "woo...woo..." sound. Now Meiling's breasts were covered in cream. Meiling's sweat and Liu Mengran's saliva made Liu Mengran feel his penis throbbing painfully, so he cupped Meiling's breasts with both hands, sandwiching his penis like a sandwich, and used her soft breasts to masturbate. The feeling was something Liu Mengran had never experienced before, like inserting his penis into hot cream and mixing it together. The pleasure slowly spread from his lower abdomen upwards, and goosebumps appeared on Liu Mengran's hands and feet. After a while, Liu Mengran's penis twitched a few times, and then hot liquid gushed out, splashing all over Meiling's face, and even some got into her eyes.

Meiling burst into tears, and Liu Mengran felt a pang of guilt. His impulsive actions had caused Meiling such harm. Fearing she might have difficulty breathing, Liu Mengran said, "I can remove the cloth from the pacifier, but you'd better not make any noise, or don't blame me for being rude..." Meiling nodded. Liu Mengran reached into Meiling's mouth to remove the saliva-soaked cloth, but didn't untie the rope binding her hands behind her back.

Meiling seemed to have received a pardon, letting out a long breath and turning her head to frantically spit out saliva. Liu Mengran said, "I want you to put my little brother in your mouth..." Meiling shook her head reluctantly. Liu Mengran said impatiently, "Does your mother only feel happy when her mouth is stuffed with cloth?" Meiling quickly shook her head again. Liu Mengran shifted forward, kneeling on the ground, his crotch clamping around Meiling's chest. He casually shoved his penis into her mouth. Meiling felt her mouth was full, and she stuck out her tongue, licking it as she had done before. Her mouth was filled with a strange taste, which she swallowed down her throat.

Liu Mengran felt a tickling sensation on his glans, and his penis, which had seemed to soften slightly, rapidly swelled again. Liu Mengran was somewhat surprised by his own ability. He reached out to grab Meiling's breasts, the loose feeling arousing even greater lust in him. Meiling felt waves of tingling sensations coming from her nipples, while Liu Mengran's huge penis kept pounding against her throat, making her dizzy. She felt a tickling sensation in her genitals, and she wanted to reach out and touch it, but her hands were tightly bound. The sensation intensified, and the itch made her writhe her hips incessantly. As Meiling's sucking rhythm quickened, she felt that Liu Mengran was about to ejaculate and wanted to spit out his penis. Liu Mengran leaned forward, pressing his genitals completely against Meiling's face, and pinched her nose. Meiling felt short of breath and opened her mouth to inhale, just as Liu Mengran ejaculated. Meiling swallowed it, feeling dizzy and vomiting.

Liu Mengran's attack didn't stop there. He turned over, flipped Meiling over, and pulled off her panties. Meiling's panties were already soaked, and her pubic hair was glistening with precum. Liu Mengran excitedly said, "This slutty woman, let my cock deal with you!" With a "plop," Liu Mengran's penis entered between Meiling's red and engorged lips. Meiling felt a bloating sensation in her lower abdomen, and the tingling sensation she had felt earlier transformed into waves of pleasure that relentlessly assaulted her brain. A pang of sadness welled up within her. "Am I really such a lewd person? Even being raped can bring me pleasure?" But Liu Mengran didn't give her a chance to think, continuing his relentless thrusting. He then lifted Meiling's buttocks, forcing her into a kneeling position. Because her hands were tightly bound, her upper body could only rest on the cold marble with her breasts against the surface. This position made it easier for Liu Mengran to penetrate her. After a few moments, Liu Mengran's penis twitched a few times, but having probably already ejaculated many times, this time he didn't release much semen.

Liu Mengran didn't immediately untie Meiling. He rummaged through his drawer, found a camera, and took numerous photos of Meiling's naked body, including close-up shots of her genitals. Meiling was already limp on the floor, too weak to stop Liu Mengran from taking pictures. Liu Mengran said to Meiling, "If you have the guts, go ahead and call the police. Don't blame me for selling these photos to magazines..." Liu Mengran paused for a moment and then added, "Just stay at my house quietly so no one gets suspicious... I have to go to class..." Liu Mengran glanced at his watch; it was almost eight o'clock. He was bound to get scolded by the teacher again! Liu Mengran went into the bathroom, cleaned himself up a bit, got dressed, and then asked the driver to take him to school.

Meiling stood up, feeling completely drained. She didn't dare go back to her room to tidy herself up, so she picked up her clothes scattered on the floor. Luckily, none of the clothes were damaged, otherwise, it would definitely arouse suspicion. Meiling went into Liu Mengran's bathroom, turned on the tap, and used warm water to wash away the secretions and her shame. The water flowed down her hair, over her body, and onto the floor. Her breasts, still feeling the effects of Liu Mengran's rough handling, lingered, and her genitals felt as if a penis was still inside her, creating a strange sensation. She rubbed soap on her lips and gently caressed them with her fingers. Meiling couldn't believe her body was so sensitive! Even after such humiliation, it still sent such strong urges through her. Because of the lack of proper caresses and the considerable impact, Meiling's genitals only showed signs of engorgement, unable to reach orgasm. Her lower abdomen was now severely swollen and uncomfortable.

Meiling lovingly rubbed her nipples with her right hand. Her reflection in the mirror was filled with sorrow, completely unlike her usual cheerful self. The pain in her nipples wasn't as intense as before; a warm sensation emanated from them. Her genitals swelled under her touch, a sensation completely different from Liu Mengran's brutality—one was passive, the other active. Meiling couldn't help but moan softly. She had completely forgotten about the nude photos, lost in her own world...

With about ten minutes left before the second period ended, the teacher was explaining some basic integration methods. Zhou Meiling diligently took detailed notes, her pen flying across the page as she recorded the key points the teacher emphasized. Her clear and elegant handwriting was a distinctive feature of her notebook. Due to her height, Zhou Meiling had always sat in the third or fourth-to-last seat in her class since first grade. Because of this, her physical education teacher, Liu Haoran, selected her for the volleyball team on their very first day, determined to train her to become the top player on the Fukube High School volleyball team. And Zhou Meiling certainly didn't disappoint Liu Haoran, bringing the school a runner-up finish in the prefectural competition the following semester. Liu Haoran was beaming with joy at the time, because for decades, Fukube Women's Volleyball Team had never made it to the top eight, while the newly joined Zhou Meiling displayed refreshingly high-level skills in every match, leaving their opponents helpless. If Zhou Meiling hadn't sprained her calf in the semifinals, they wouldn't have lost to the previous year's champions, Shuri Girls' High School. Trailing in the championship match, Zhou Meiling repeatedly begged her coach to let her play, but due to the severity of her injury from the previous game, Coach Fujimasa insisted on keeping her off the court. Ultimately, Fukube lost 1-3. When Shuri scored the final point with a powerful back-row attack, Zhou Meiling burst into tears, soaking a large area of the chest of her sports top. For several days afterward, Zhou Meiling didn't speak to the coach, only blaming him for not letting her play. The coach knew she was upset and throwing a tantrum like a child, but he wasn't angry. He just comforted her every time they met. When Zhou Meiling came to her senses, she felt bad for the coach and even wrote a card to apologize to Liu Haoran.

Not only were most of the boys in her class secretly in love with Zhou Meiling, but many boys from other classes also liked her. There were even rumors that a first-year junior, upon hearing that she was attending Fukube High School, specifically gave up his first choice in Sakigawa Prefecture—Tsuhi High School—and came to Kanazawa to take the entrance exam. Of course, no one bothered to verify the truth of this rumor, but it showed how charming Zhou Meiling was. Xiao Gao (the one sitting diagonally behind Zhou Meiling) also secretly loved her, but like most of his classmates, he didn't have the courage to express his feelings. He would just join some other boys during breaks to pretend to chat with her, while also admiring the way her soft hair fell over her shoulders. Just a question from Zhou Meiling was enough to make Xiao Gao happy for half a day. However, sometimes, when some bored boys gathered together, having gone through puberty, they would talk nonsense. For example, once, when about five or six boys were gathered together, the lecherous but cowardly Sakurai said something...

"Hmm! ...Have you ever fantasized about sleeping with someone?..." "I'll say it first..." Sakurai said, "I want to sleep with Mariko. She's pretty and has a great figure. Seeing how reserved she usually is, I really want her to masturbate in front of me. I wonder if she'll get all wet...hehe!" "Ah! I knew you didn't have the guts!" A group of boys were laughing at Sakurai.

"What about you?... Masao, don't just laugh at me, tell me..." Masao, who was known for fighting in class, stammered when talking about this. "...I...I once thought...if I tied up Imiyako, and...and pulled off her panties, and forcefully penetrated her, and...and made her masturbate me or suck my...little brother, it would be so...pleasant..." Hearing his description, no one laughed at him. On one hand, they all felt the same way, and on the other hand, they were afraid that he would get angry and turn his back on them.

Everyone looked at Aoichi, who said, "You're not allowed to laugh when I tell you!..." "It's...it's...Kiho!" "Masao chuckled, and everyone else burst into laughter as well. Aoichi, his face flushed, said, "I told you not to laugh, but you still laughed! I knew I shouldn't have said anything..." Everyone quickly stopped laughing. Actually, there was a reason they were laughing at him. Mu Sui, the "ugly girl" everyone talked about! Not only did she have a super-heavy figure, but her face wasn't exactly pretty either, and she was often the focus of the boys' teasing. Unexpectedly, she was exactly Aoichi's type. Seeing that everyone had stopped laughing, Aoichi said, "I just think she's chubby, comfortable to hug, and despite her appearance, she's very gentle..." Everyone nodded, seemingly agreeing with his last sentence.

"Your turn! Kogao, who's yours...?" "I...I didn't!" "...The girl Xiao Gao really wanted was Zhou Meiling, but if he said it out loud, people would laugh at him for 'a toad trying to eat swan meat,' so he stammered and couldn't say it. Xiao Gao had also forgotten to tell a lie to fool them. Seeing him like this, the others naturally wouldn't let him off the hook, and Zhengxiong even grabbed him by the neck, forcing him to tell the truth. Xiao Gao couldn't take it anymore and shouted, 'Stop it! I'll tell you it's...' '

It's...it's...it's Zhou Meiling!'" "..." After saying this, Xiao Gao was surprised that no one laughed at him. Sakurai waved his hand, signaling him to continue. Xiao Gao's confidence soared. "I've thought about it... First, I want to kiss her cheek, then stick my tongue into her mouth and lick it with hers, then... then, suck her breasts, and finally, I want to become one with her... As for oral sex, I can't even imagine putting my penis into her angelic mouth... Just like that... Is that okay?"

Zheng Xiong nodded and said, "Actually, what I want most is Zhou Meiling, but I'm afraid everyone will laugh at me, so I haven't said anything..." Then he added, "Actually, wanting to sleep with her is just a dream! ... And who would dare to pursue her! ... Never mind! Never mind! Class is starting, let's go!"

"Alright! Classmates, that's all for today!" "...After the math teacher finished speaking, he left. That's just how he is; he usually doesn't expect students to salute or anything like that, but on the last day of the semester, he insists that everyone salute him respectfully. He's really eccentric." Zhou Meiling stood up, straightened her slightly wrinkled long skirt, and stretched. Just then, Zhou Meiling's good friend, Zhenxi, came over. "Zhou Meiling, would you like to come with me to the school store?"

"Sure!" "," Zhou Meiling said. She was also thinking of going for a walk.

There were three school cafeterias in the school: Lizhai, Xinzhai, and Chengzhai. Lizhai was closest to Zhou Meiling's classroom. Xinzhai was farther away, requiring passing through the senior students' classrooms. Zhenxi took Zhou Meiling's hand and headed straight for Xinzhai as soon as they left the school. Zhou Meiling knew that Zhenxi always dressed up beautifully, so she didn't object to Zhenxi's choice to go to Xinzhai. The two walked along, chatting and laughing. After passing the senior students' classrooms, some older students saw Zhou Meiling and turned to look at her. Zhou Meiling returned their gazes with her uniquely charming smile, already used to being stared at.

Inside the cafeteria, it was packed with people. Zhenxi pulled Zhou Meiling's hand and squeezed forward; she wanted to Buy some glue and paper. It's for decorating. There were so many people, and the noise was everywhere.

Suddenly, Zhou Meiling felt a hand seemingly intentionally or unintentionally touching her buttocks. Zhou Meiling frowned but ignored it. "Maybe it was accidental..." Zhou Meiling thought.

But the hand intensified its approach, groping between Zhou Meiling's buttocks. Zhou Meiling wanted to turn around to see who it was, but the boys around her were all taller than her, and the crowd was moving, so she couldn't see who it was at all. Even worse, the hand lifted Zhou Meiling's skirt and groped her genitals. Zhou Meiling hurriedly tried to push the hand away, but the person seemed unmoved.

"Ugh!..." Zhou Meiling thought.

Zhou Meiling grabbed Maki's hand and rushed out. Maki hadn't bought what she wanted yet and hurriedly called out to Zhou Meiling, "I haven't bought it yet!" "..." But Zhou Meiling's eyes were a little red, and she said, "Shall we go to Lizhai to buy it?" Although Maki didn't know what had happened, seeing that Zhou Meiling was about to cry, she said, "It's okay, let's go!" ...

At lunchtime, Zhou Meiling always shared her meal with Zhenxi and Qianjiazi, sharing their little secrets. Qianjiazi always liked to tease Zhou Meiling, making her laugh non-stop and unable to eat properly. Zhenxi, on the other hand, constantly talked about boys. She was always boasting about her glorious achievements and mocking Zhou Meiling for being so beautiful yet not knowing how to have a boyfriend. Zhenxi thought this was a common problem among handsome men and beautiful women—they always had too high standards. Therefore, she earnestly advised Zhou Meiling to learn to seize opportunities. She should accept good men when they come across them.

Was Zhou Meiling really a girl with too high standards, as Zhenxi said?

Every time Zhenxi lectured her, Zhou Meiling would inadvertently think of him.

Who exactly had such power to attract the attention of Zhou Meiling, the focus of all the boys in the school?

Who was the person who made Zhou Meiling's eyes light up whenever she thought of him?

That was.............................................Takagi Luo Yun.

No wonder! Any girl who sees him would fall for him. Luo Yun is a third-year student, excellent in his studies, and always present when receiving awards. During morning assemblies, every time the principal calls his name, the girls below stir. When he stood on the stage to receive the award...

"Swish..." The ball went in, a clean three-pointer. Yoshiya excitedly made a gesture. The gap had widened to nine points, and the situation was clearly extremely unfavorable for Fukube. Only 5 minutes and nine seconds remained.

Fukubu hurriedly called a timeout. Seeing their coach sweating profusely, it was clear that even though it was just an invitational tournament, both teams were playing like it was a real match. Luo Yun, drinking a sports drink, tried to calm the players down. They had been on the court for quite some time and all looked exhausted.

"Hmm..." The referee's whistle blew again, and both teams returned to the court.

The score was 98-89. The game resumed, with Fukubu on offense.

Mao Guang passed the ball to A-Qiang, whose jump shot missed. The rebound was caught by a Yongdian player.

Yongdian clearly tried to slow down the game, as time was running out. The longer they delayed, the less likely Fukubu would have a chance to turn the tide. The Yongdian players passed the ball around, waiting for the final second before shooting.

Zhang Yishan passed the ball to Yun, and in a flash, a figure darted out and caught the ball. The audience cheered. It was Fukubu's A-Qiang. After receiving the ball, he didn't waste a second, immediately sprinting towards Yongdian's basket.

Yoshiya shouted, "Get back on defense!!..." Three burly men chased after A-Qiang.

But it was too late. A-Qiang jumped up, twisted his body, and lobbed the ball into the basket.

"Damn it!!..." Zhang Yishan cursed in frustration after his passing error.

The score became 98-91, with four minutes and seventeen seconds remaining.

Eager to capitalize on his recent mistake that allowed Fukube to score, Zhang Yishan seemed to be playing somewhat violently.

"Uh..."

The referee's whistle blew. Mao Guang, while defending Zhang Yishan, was kicked in the ankle by Zhang Yishan. Mao Guang sat down in pain, a clear foul.

Mao Guang's injury seemed serious. He was helped by his teammates, limping to the rest area.

A tense atmosphere filled the air. Seeing Mao Guang's pained expression, some players even wanted to rush up and argue, but Luo Yun managed to dissuade them.

The crowd was agitated, criticizing Yong Dian for intentionally fouling. Without Mao Guang, Fukube's paint area lost its balance, allowing Yong Dian to more easily enter and exit the paint. The team doctor quickly applied ice packs to Mao Guang's swollen ankle and whispered something to the coach; it seemed Mao Guang couldn't play anymore.

Sure enough, the coach called in substitute Yu Fu.

He made both free throws. The newly entered Yu Fu has always performed well in shooting, but his defensive ability is clearly inferior to Fukube's first center, Mao Guang. He is slightly shorter and less physically imposing than Mao Guang, potentially posing a significant challenge to Fukube's paint.

Yoshiya drove to the basket, making the score 100-93. As expected, the newly entered Yu Fu couldn't stop Yong Dian's offensive onslaught.

The score was 100-93. Facing Yongdian's tight marking strategy with their tall players, there were only two minutes left. If they could rally a bit more, the seven-point deficit wasn't insurmountable.

Yongdian missed their shot in this attack, and the rebound was intercepted by A-Qiang.

A-Qiang passed the ball to Luo Yun, who quickly dribbled it towards the basket. Yongdian players rushed to catch up.

Luo Yun leaped high, and Zhang Yishan and Zhongxiu also jumped to try and stop him. Luo Yun dodged the two tall Yongdian players, arched his back in mid-air, and dunked the ball into the basket.

Many people gasped in amazement, and the girls screamed.

Luo Yun's dunk brought the score to 100-95.

One minute and fifty seconds remained. In this final moment, Yongdian's offense wasn't as sharp as in the first half, frequently thwarted by Fubu's defense, resulting in a series of turnovers. On the other hand, emboldened by the cheers of their fellow students, Fukube seemed to be gaining momentum, and it appeared that the outcome was still uncertain until the final buzzer.

Facing the increasingly confident Fukube, Yongdian made another mistake, the ball stolen by Luo Yun.

Undeterred by the high-pressure defense of two tall players, Luo Yun bypassed Zhang Yishan and quickly cut inside. In desperation, Zhang Yishan grabbed Luo Yun's shirt, nearly causing Luo Yun to fall to the ground; Zhang Yishan had already committed his fourth foul.

The crowd booed at this excessive foul, but Luo Yun didn't show any anger, knowing that the less focused he was, the greater the chance of missing free throws. He

made both free throws, and the audience erupted in thunderous cheers. The score was 100-97.

Now it was Yongdian's turn to call a timeout. Their nearly ten-point lead had been reduced to just three points. The coach gestured and instructed the players on their offensive strategy.

After the timeout, it seemed luck wasn't on Yongdian's side. After a missed jump shot, the ball was stolen by Fukube.

Luo Yun tossed the ball to A-Qiang, signaling him to shoot.

However, A-Qiang seemed hesitant, lacking confidence.

"A-Qiang!...Shoot!..." Luo Yun shouted, as Yongdian's Yun closed in on A-Qiang.

Seeing his captain's encouraging gaze, A-Qiang, standing at the three-point line, released the ball.

It went in!

A-Qiang jumped up excitedly, overjoyed to have scored at the last moment.

Fukube's students, who had thought they were about to lose, were now tied.

"We absolutely can't let them score..." Yoshiya shouted. They

were so close to winning, but now they were being caught up. They had to win no matter what. He signaled to his teammates to stop Fukube's attack by any means necessary. Only twenty-five seconds remained. Yongdian was employing a delaying tactic; if they could score at the last minute, Fukube might not be able to mount a comeback.

Luo Yun, having secured the ball, showed no fear despite being double-teamed by three Yongdian players. He faced players determined to stop him by any means necessary. He constantly dodged Zhang Yishan, Yoshiya, and Yun's attempts to intercept him, while simultaneously sprinting forward.

Time seemed to stand still. Luo Yun leaped into the air, and Yoshiya and Zhang Yishan also jumped high, reaching out to try and pin him down.

Zhang Yishan's hand had already grabbed Luo Yun's clothes, while Yoshiya pressed down on the ball.

A confident glint flashed in Luo Yun's eyes. He leaned back slightly and released the ball.

"This is bad!" A sense of unease crept into Yoshiya's mind.

The ball spun a few times around the rim before falling into the basket. The ball had actually gone in!!

Facing such a strong defense, Luo Yun not only dodged wave after wave of attacks but had actually managed to score. The Fukube students initially couldn't believe it, but after a while, a deafening roar of cheers erupted. The Yongdian players, on the other hand, wore expressions of disbelief, their morale seemingly utterly shattered.

Seeing these young men fight to the bitter end for the school's honor and the team's glory, Zhou Meiling was moved to tears.

Yongdian failed to capitalize on their final chance to counterattack; Yoshiya's last three-pointer missed, and the referee blew the final whistle.

Fukube staged a remarkable comeback, narrowly winning 102-104.

Back in the classroom, thinking about the game, Zhou Meiling's heart was still churning; she couldn't sleep, her mind filled with Luo Yun's energetic performance on the court.

After finishing her afternoon classes, it was time for the school volleyball team's regular training session. After packing her things, Zhou Meiling headed to the school's volleyball hall.

Before even entering the volleyball hall, shouts could be heard softly. Girls in sports tops and shorts were practicing their ball-setting techniques. This was a special requirement from the coach; whether newcomers or established players like Zhou Meiling, everyone had to master the basic movements again and again. He believed that only with a solid foundation in the fundamentals could they possibly play more difficult volleyballs.

After the warm-up exercises, Liu Haoran began instructing the players on some attacking techniques, such as: front-row spikes, back-row attacks, soft attacks, etc.

"Zhou Meiling...could you please demonstrate for me?"

"Yes..." Zhou Meiling walked to the center of the court.

Liu Haoran tossed the ball to the appropriate height and angle. Zhou Meiling stared intently at the ball in the air, carefully timing her strike.

Suddenly, as if springs had been implanted in her, Zhou Meiling leaped incredibly high.

With a "thud!", she swung her arm dramatically, using the momentum to strike the ball hard.

The ball flew so fast it was almost invisible; a blur of white light, and it slammed into the opposite court.

Zhou Meiling landed lightly, standing firmly. Her expression remained unchanged; this kind of ball was routine for her.

Applause erupted from the crowd.

After practice, it was almost six o'clock. Zhou Meiling picked up her bag, preparing to go to the school's locker room to wash off the sweat.

"Zhou Meiling, please stay a moment..." Liu Haoran called out to her.

"Liu Haoran, what's up?" Zhou Meiling asked.

"Well! It's like this, the National Volleyball Tournament is in two months... I've always thought highly of you, and I hope you can train the younger students' skills well. I hope they will perform well.

" "Okay!" Zhou Meiling's eyes shone brightly. "I will definitely work harder and never let you down, Coach."

After saying goodbye to the coach, Zhou Meiling and her junior, Cheng Mei, picked up their bags and headed towards Building C. The setting sun cast long, long shadows of them.

The girls' changing room was located in the basement of Building C, which was situated on the other side of the playground. Therefore, it wasn't usually used as a classroom; it primarily served as offices for the physical education teachers and some lab rooms. As a result, it wasn't very crowded after class; only the night shift workers would occasionally come to check. Most of the girls didn't like showering or changing clothes here because it was too far from the classrooms. They preferred to shower in the old changing room near the classrooms, but the queues were always long. Zhou Meiling, however, liked coming here. The shower room was large and clean, and hot water was available until about 6:30 PM, allowing her to shower comfortably—why not?

"Chengmei, you played really well today! Keep it up!" Zhou Meiling said to Chengmei.

"Thank you, senior... I'll keep trying..." Chengmei replied. Chengmei, a freshman new to the volleyball team, admired Zhou Meiling the most at school. So, being praised like this by Zhou Meiling made Chengmei smile happily.

Zhou Meiling and Chengmei chatted and laughed as they walked down the stairs, turned right, and passed through a long corridor to reach the spacious changing room. Since Building C was recently completed, it not only adopted a cubicle design but also thoughtfully provided long benches for those waiting to shower.

Zhou Meiling put her bag in the locker, took out shampoo and shower gel, and then took off her sweaty top and shorts, leaving her only in her bra and underwear. Normally, since everyone was a girl, they all waited to shower like this, and no one felt embarrassed.

"Senior, you have such a great figure!..." Chengmei couldn't help but say enviously when she saw Zhou Meiling's firm breasts.

Zhou Meiling said shyly, "No!... The milk is pretty good too!..." Even as girls, it's inevitable to feel a little shy when talking about each other's physical changes.

"No!... Much less..." Now it was Mei's turn to feel embarrassed. She shook her head, took off her top, and revealed her upper body. Zhou Meiling secretly glanced at her; although much smaller than Zhou Meiling, she was still quite cute.

Zhou Meiling took her dirty clothes to the sink and scrubbed them, so they would be easier to wash back in the dormitory (Zhou Meiling rented a room outside by herself). At this moment, a breeze blew down the corridor, and Zhou Meiling, wearing only underwear, couldn't help but shiver.

She twisted her clothes, put them on the rack, and took her underwear into a bathroom. She chose the stall next to Cheng Mei's; Zhou Meiling liked the feeling of chatting with her classmates while showering, it was quite cozy. The bathroom walls were tiled with white ceramic tiles, and the floor was covered with non-slip tiles. There were even clothes racks! It was clear the school had spent a lot of money on this.

Cheng Mei said, "Excuse me, senior!...I forgot to bring shampoo, could you give me some?" Zhou Meiling applied some to her hair and handed it to her.

"...Thank you...I'm so sorry..." Cheng Mei said.

"It's okay..." Zhou Meiling replied.

Zhou Meiling gently rubbed her hair. She loved her hair the most; whenever the wind blew, the strands brushed against her face like a sweetheart whispering in her ear. Zhou Meiling smoothed her long hair, massaged her scalp, and then rinsed off the foam with hot water.

She reached down and unhooked her bra; her breasts were erect. Zhou Meiling felt a sense of relief and then took off her underwear. It was strange. Unless she was showering in her own place, Zhou Meiling always felt a strange urge to be spied on while naked. Why did she feel this way? Even Zhou Meiling couldn't understand why she had such a strange thought. She squeezed out some shower gel and applied it to her chest, abdomen, and thighs, rubbing every inch of her skin with a foam sponge. The foam increased, gradually washing away Zhou Meiling's fatigue.

"I'm sorry, Zhou Meiling... I have something to do today... I have to go now!" Cheng Mei said.

"Grandma's leaving already!... Can you wait for me a little longer?... I'll be right there..." Zhou Meiling said hurriedly. She hadn't expected Cheng Mei to finish showering so quickly; she hadn't even rinsed off the foam yet!

"I'm so sorry, Zhou Meiling, I really have something very important to do. I'm almost late..." Cheng Mei said.

"Okay! Okay!... Then Grandma's going now... See you tomorrow...""Zhou Meiling had no choice but to say

, 'Goodbye!' Cheng Mei quickly put on her uniform, tidied her clothes, and left with her bag.

The empty bathroom was now empty except for Zhou Meiling. The sound of water hitting the floor echoed in the bathroom, and she felt a little scared. 'It should be alright, right?' Zhou Meiling muttered to herself.

She turned on the shower, and warm water cascaded down, washing over her body and soothing every sensitive spot. It felt incredibly comfortable. Zhou Meiling closed her eyes, savoring the sensation.

Suddenly, the bathroom curtain was violently ripped off. Zhou Meiling screamed in terror. A man wearing a hood, a black jacket, and jeans stood in front of her. He roughly lunged forward, slamming Zhou Meiling against the wall..."

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