Nude photos used to blackmail English teachers

On a sunny September day, the English Department at Gulf University welcomed another batch of new students. On the afternoon before the start of the semester, the faculty members, as usual, gathered in the spacious conference room of the department building. Department Head Pro. Newton and
President Dr. Wang entered the conference room with a young, beautiful, and elegant lady.
All the teachers simultaneously gazed at the beautiful young woman in a suit behind the president,
and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration: "Wow, she's so beautiful!" The principal

smiled and looked around at everyone, then invited the shy-looking girl to the front, saying, "
Good morning, teachers! I'm sure you all had a wonderful holiday. Today, I'd like to introduce a new
colleague—Ms. Li Yingying. Let's welcome Ms. Li Yingying with applause." As soon as the principal finished speaking,
enthusiastic applause erupted in the conference room.

"Hello everyone, I'm Li Yingying. If you'd like, you can call me Rachel. I hope you'll take good
care of me in the future." Li Yingying smiled and bowed to everyone to express her gratitude, and thus the new academic year began.

Rachel's life at Gulf University started exceptionally smoothly.
Trusting a young person who had just obtained her master's degree, the department assigned her to be the English teacher for the first-year students. The professors in the department
all appeared intelligent, elegant, and charming. Under their careful guidance, Rachel quickly became familiar with
her work, and her language skills gradually became apparent.

Her clear thinking and unique teaching methods quickly gained the students' approval, and her outstanding
figure and beauty made her the focus of attention on campus. The number of students in her class surged from a dozen to over a hundred. Rachel wasn't surprised by this start, because she had always been confident
in her appearance and abilities. Even at night, when she sat under the lamp, pouring out her longing for her husband in Australia, she didn't hide her confidence. She had already fallen in love with everything here. A beautiful and peaceful campus, a job filled with the joy of success, friendly and kind colleagues, and bright and lovely students—this is simply the ideal life for a teacher. "Peter, how I long for you to come back to me soon. This beautiful seaside city will be our most wonderful home." With longing for her husband and dreams of a bright future, Rachel drifted off to sleep . "Good afternoon, everyone! Today we are going to talk about tanimals in American continental America." It was another sunny afternoon, and as usual, the spacious classroom was packed with students. Rachel smiled at the focused eyes below the podium and began her lively and engaging lecture. Her clear, bright eyes sparkled with intelligence, and the sea of dark heads below the podium seemed to be drawn into a wondrous world by her melodious voice. In a corner of the classroom, where everyone was absorbed in their lessons, a student sat hunched over. His clothes were no different from those of the other students: a t-shirt, jeans, sneakers, and small glasses perched on his nose. However, the books open on his desk weren't first-year textbooks; the books in his drawer indicated he was a third-year student. Of course, the students around him didn't know that this ordinary-looking young man wasn't their classmate. This third-year student lowered his head slightly, but his eyes were fixed intently on Yingying, who was diligently lecturing at the podium —more intently than anyone else in the classroom. He wasn't listening to the lesson; his eyes didn't reveal a thirst for knowledge, but rather something like… animalistic sexual desire! "Ring…" Another class ended, and the students crowded around Yingying, the quiet classroom suddenly becoming noisy. No one noticed the strange young man quietly picking up his textbook and leaving. As he passed the podium, he glanced back at the beautiful Yingying, a strange smile suddenly appearing on his lips. He didn't stop , and walked gracefully out of the classroom. From then on, every afternoon, whenever it was Yingying's class, this young man would always be seen. He always sat quietly in a corner of the classroom, not saying a word, making him almost unnoticed. However, every move Yingying made was observed by his sharp eyes, like a wolf patiently waiting for its prey. He would occasionally jot down a few lines in his notebook . No one had ever seen what was written in it. On the edge of the notebook was a black seal; those who recognized seal script knew the design on it was a name—Mi Jian! Mi Jian had been attending freshman classes for three weeks now, and only 25 days had passed since the start of the semester. In fact, he had heard about Li Yingying's arrival from his junior classmates long ago. Although he always looked down on these younger university students, he never missed any news that interested him. Li Yingying's name had already taken flight, becoming the talk of the town among all the boys on campus. How could Mi Jian not know? He even included Li Yingying's general information on 1024xp.com, including her age, place of origin, address, husband's occupation, and hobbies.

He even knew her height, weight, and measurements perfectly, which he
found by hacking into the school's computer files. This young and beautiful female teacher had become his next target.

He began secretly following Li Yingying, recording her daily activities in a notebook—a skill he
learned from a detective software called "Tracking and Tracking" downloaded from the computer network. He
entered Li Yingying's movements into the computer every day, and soon he discovered her routine: as a
young female teacher whose husband was abroad and who had just joined a new school, Li Yingying had neither relatives nor close friends in the Gulf region
. She lived alone in an apartment provided by the university for single faculty members, her life unbelievably simple.
Every day, besides preparing lessons and teaching, she would swim and do aerobics at the campus faculty fitness center, occasionally
tutoring some students in the evenings. Otherwise, she stayed in her dormitory, with no other social activities. Even on Saturdays and Sundays, when
most students had left campus to go home and most faculty members were out enjoying the weekend, she would always be in the department
office or computer lab.

As Mi Jian organized the data he had collected at the computer, he thought to himself: "Such a young and beautiful woman
, her life is so low-key and quiet. It would be such a waste not to comfort me." He reached
out and tore a photo off the computer screen,
kissed the beautiful image of a woman with long, flowing hair and dressed in white, and held the photo in his hands, softly saying, "Baby, I'm here!"
The beautiful woman in the photo was none other than Li Yingying, the young female teacher whom Mi Jian had been secretly plotting to possess these past few days.

Another weekend arrived. On Friday afternoon, as the teachers were leaving work, they were discussing
their plans for the next few days. Because of the public holiday, they would have four days off this weekend, and most of the English department
teachers had their own plans. Rachel

had just finished her class and returned to the office. Several people were already asking, "Rachel,
what are your plans for the weekend?"

Yingying smiled and replied, "I bought my train ticket for Sunday. I'm planning to go home the day after tomorrow. I heard you guys
are going diving, is that right?"

"Yes, I was planning to invite you to come along. Is your home far?"

"Not far, it's only a two-hour high-speed train ride. I haven't been home in a long time, I want to see my parents.
Have fun!"

"I wish you a good time too. Bye!"

"Thank you! Bye!"

Outside the office door, the setting sun cast a long shadow of a man, who seemed to be listening to the conversation inside. As
a series of hurried footsteps approached the door, the man's figure vanished in a flash.

Night fell quickly, and the campus, bustling for a week, gradually quieted down. The lights in classrooms and office buildings went
out, and the student dormitories were no longer noisy. The dense woods were filled with the loud chirping of cicadas
.

Yingying returned to her dormitory and quickly dialed home. She planned to go home; she hadn't been
with her parents for a long time and missed them dearly. She also had good news to tell them: her beloved husband
would be returning home next month to visit! Yingying's face was filled with happiness; she was so happy she almost laughed out loud. At that very

moment, in another dormitory room, someone else was so happy he was about to burst out laughing; he was practically
shouting with joy. This person was, of course, Mi Jian. He knew Yingying was going home the day after tomorrow. "According to her habits
," he thought, "she'll definitely go to the English department office tomorrow. At that time, the university's teaching area will be completely deserted
, and I can seize the opportunity to make my move." Mi Jian was overjoyed; he had waited for his chance.

That night, both Mi Jian and Yingying slept soundly.

The next day, Saturday, at nine o'clock in the morning, Yingying woke up to find it already bright daylight. Judging from the clear view outside the window,
it was going to be a beautiful sunny day. After washing up and eating breakfast, Yingying began to get ready.

She changed into a light gray-blue mid-sleeve V-neck t-shirt, a white A-line skirt, sheer
nylon stockings, and off-white high-heeled shoes. She twirled in front of the mirror,
her snow-white skirt billowing, revealing her snow-white skin, long, flowing hair, and slender figure. The
youthful goddess who had driven all the boys in her department crazy during her university years appeared before her eyes once more. She smoothed a strand of hair from her forehead,
applied a thin layer of foundation and a touch of lipstick, then slung her handbag over her shoulder and headed towards the office
building.

It was Saturday, and as usual, she needed to go back to the department to prepare next week's lesson plans. More importantly, she
needed to make an IP phone call to her husband in Australia via the internet. Although they had only been apart for six months,
it felt like too long for a newlywed couple, so she cherished the limited
time they had together online each week.

Yingying entered the office building, took the elevator, and quickly reached the sixth floor. She opened
the iron gate of her office door, walked down the long corridor, and then turned around and closed the gate. The office building was deserted, eerily quiet
, but Yingying was already used to this tranquil environment. Her high heels clicked on the concrete floor of the corridor.
A crisp "tap, tap, tap" sound echoed on her face until she entered the office at the end of the corridor.

Yingying put down her handbag, sat down at her desk, and began reviewing next week's lecture notes. Time
flowed slowly in the quiet. After sitting for a while, Yingying felt thirsty, picked up her water glass, and went into the adjacent
lecture hall.

Meanwhile, Mi Jian had already infiltrated the office building. He couldn't contain his nervous excitement, so he
woke up at seven o'clock. His roommates had already all left, and he quickly packed rope, a master key
, condoms, a knife, and anesthetic into his green military-style backpack, then sneaked into the English department's office
building under the cover of dawn.

Along the way, he was cautious and on guard, but he didn't see a single soul. With
his intimate knowledge of the campus architecture , he took the elevator to the top floor, where the English Department's offices were located,
a place Yingying frequented every weekend.

The English Department's office building, called the "Gao Weiwen Building," was donated by an alumnus of Ocean University. The building was
rectangular, six stories high, built against the hillside, with staircases on one side and long corridors connecting the various rooms on each floor
. The English Department was on the sixth floor; at the end of the corridor was the department's lecture hall, and near the elevator was
a locked iron gate. In the middle were the teachers' offices.

Mi Jian already knew Yingying's office was the innermost one; he took out the master key he had prepared
and easily opened the iron gate. He had originally planned to hide in Yingying's office and launch a surprise attack as soon as she entered,
but for some reason, he changed his mind. He locked the iron gate as before, went back up to the seventh-floor rooftop, and hid
there.

In a state of anxiety and excitement, he kept checking his watch. Around ten o'clock, he finally heard the familiar
sound of high heels downstairs, followed by the sound of a door opening.

"They're here!" Mi Jian's heart rate was almost over 100 beats per minute. He carefully made his way downstairs, step by step approaching
the open office door, secretly clutching a can of highly effective anesthetic spray in his hand. Then he took a deep
breath and rushed into the office. The bright and clean room was empty. A stack of manuscripts lay open on the large desk
, and a white handbag hung diagonally on the back of the chair. Li Yingying was nowhere to be seen. Mi Jian
was puzzled, but he quickly hid the anesthetic.

Just then, the thick soundproof door of the adjacent lecture hall was pushed open, and Yingying appeared before Mi Jian with a cup in her hand.
Both of them were startled.

Yingying was puzzled by the young man dressed like a student with a green backpack appearing in the office building at this time
. She asked, "Are you a student? How did you get in?"

Mi Jian was even more surprised to be discovered and was momentarily at a loss for words, only managing a stammering "Um." However,
he quickly composed himself: "Excuse me, teacher, I'm a second-year engineering student. I'm here to
deliver something to Professor Lin Daolong."

"Oh, I see. But student, it's the weekend today, and Professor Lin is on holiday
. He won't be back in class until next Tuesday. Should I pass it on?" Yingying said as she entered the office. In her memory, she seemed to have
no recollection of this "student" before her. But she clearly still believed him; in her eyes, all her classmates
were honest and lovely. However, she immediately paid the price for this. " Come

on in," Yingying beckoned to Mi Jian.

"It's nothing really, you can give it to the teacher too," Mi Jian said calmly as he entered the room and walked to Yingying
's side.

"What is it?"

Mi Jian handed the anesthetic nozzle to Yingying, then suddenly pressed the button. A white mist-like liquid
sprayed violently towards Yingying.

"Ugh..." Yingying felt a pungent smell hit her face. She took a breath and immediately felt dizzy and lightheaded
. Yingying quickly covered her mouth and nose with her hands: "Classmate, what... what are you doing?"

Mi Jian leaned forward and continued spraying the drug into Yingying's face. Startled, Yingying reached for
the water glass on the table and threw it at Mi Jian. The glass hit Mi Jian's hand holding the spray bottle, the boiling water overflowing and scalding him
. The spray bottle clattered to the floor. Taking advantage of Mi Jian's momentary lapse in concentration, Yingying
forcefully pushed him aside and ran towards the door.

Caught off guard, Mi Jian knew he would be
in trouble if he didn't subdue the female teacher, so he ignored the burning pain in his hand and chased after her.

Yingying dashed out and quickly crossed the corridor. Although her high heels prevented her from running
too fast, and the sudden attack had left her momentarily flustered. Despite this, she knew that once
she entered the elevator, she would have a chance to escape the man chasing her.

Yingying ran and shouted, "Help! Help!"

She had already reached the metal gate; pulling it open would lead to the elevator, but the heavy footsteps behind her were getting
closer. She reached out to pull the gate, but it wouldn't budge. She pulled hard, but couldn't open it.
The gate was locked with a large bicycle lock. Yingying turned around and saw Mi Jian almost
in front of her. She pounded on the gate, shouting, "Is anyone there?! Help me! Someone come quick!"

"No one will hear you, my beauty!" Mi Jian's cold voice rang in his ears: "The iron gate is already
locked. You can't just leave like that!"

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