Six Tyrant Female Teachers

  In northern China in May, the air is filled with a unique breath of spring. The sky is high and far away, with warm breezes floating in the air, and on the highway, old-fashioned Jiada and Santana are speeding by.

  In that era, the Crown 3.0 was already a synonym for high-end cars. Taxis were also rarely seen, unlike in my time, when the streets were congested and the air was filled with the smell of gasoline.

  On both sides of the road are rows of low-rise seven-story buildings with red brick walls, and next to them are rows of low-rise bungalows.

  Before the spring breeze of reform in 1994 had a chance to blow into every corner of this city, the chill of layoffs had already ruthlessly frozen the only bit of green frost in this northern heavy industrial city.

  My dad was honorably laid off that year and joined the army of unemployed, from then on God's test for me began, until a few days ago, but now it's different...

  Riding on my old 26-inch bicycle, the spring breeze is exceptionally warm. Listening to Lin Mengyao introducing the situation in school.

  Lin Mengyao is my classmate and lives in the same neighborhood as me. During my high school years, whenever I skipped class, I would ask her to help me ask for leave.

  In high school, Lin Meng Yao was so mysterious. She always had her hair tied up, always wore black clothes, and always wore a pair of large, black-framed glasses.

  I was in the same class as her for three years, but I didn't have any impression of her. Everything I know about her is from our high school reunion after graduation. There's a rumor that she's one of the most beautiful girls in our high school.

  However, due to her disguise, no one dared to confirm that this rumor came from her loyal pursuer Er Gao's symbol - Qin Meng.

  It is said that Qin Meng had been pursuing Lin Meng Yao until they finally became husband and wife. Of course, these are later events, I don't know about them, just hearsay.

  I don't know if I'll have the chance to witness their love after being reborn.

  "The physics class has reached the chapter on electricity, and the chemistry class is now discussing organic compounds. The biology teacher was absent for a week." Lin Mengyao said while pedaling her bike.

  "By the way, Liu Ming, Gang Niu said he would test you as soon as you arrive." Lin Mengya reminded kindly.

  What he said about Steel Bull is our math teacher, one of the best teachers in this school. Because of his loud and powerful speech, he was given a nickname by students called Steel Bull.

  "By the way, Liu Ming." Lin Meng Yao said: "Can you tell me what you've been doing for the past three days? You got me to help you make excuses and ask for leave every day."

  "What?" I collected my thoughts and casually replied: "There's something at home."

  "Unbelievable!" Lin Mengyao fell silent, and we continued riding our bikes in silence.

  In my third year of high school, Lin Mengyao and I almost walked this road together every day, but what's strange is that I had never carefully looked at her.

  The two of us stopped at an intersection, Lin Meng Yao turned her head and said to me: "Speak up, Liu Ming."

  I pretended not to hear it, and in Lin Mengyao's eyes, I must be that kind of terrible student.

  Although she was eager to know what I was up to, of course, I couldn't tell her that in '94 I was obsessed with a video game called "Uncharted Waters II", and I remember using almost all my pocket money to play it.

  In the past year, all of my energy has been drawn into this game.

  In 1994, the precursors of the internet cafes that would later spread to every street corner - computer halls - had just begun to appear, and most were secret.

  Of course, I'm not like that after rebirth. For the past two days, I've been wandering around the city, trying to find my gold mine.

  What's regrettable is that seeing is one thing, but actually being reborn and facing this colorful world, I suddenly don't know where to start.

  We arrived at school at 7:20. The playground was filled with students rushing to and fro, Lin Mengyao parked the car well, turned around and disappeared in an instant, I knew she rarely spoke to me at school. Left alone, I slowly strolled through the familiar campus, the stone path, the teaching building, just like walking in a palace of memories.

  As I walked, everything from my high school days revived in my mind bit by bit. The big willow tree in front of the school gate was still so majestic, the back of the old doorman was still very hunched, and the wooden doors and windows and the old buildings.

  There was a time when I thought I had forgotten all of this, but at this moment, I realize that the things I've experienced are forever unforgettable.

  This is where I spent three miserable years before going to college, high school.

  The Second High School is a very strange school in Songjiang City. There's a tongue twister that goes like this: "First High is strict, Second High is relaxed."

  It's about the two vastly different management styles between No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School, both of which are key middle schools.

  Yizhong is a kind of semi-militarized management, teachers lead students like leading soldiers, so in a group of students, you can tell at a glance that Yizhong students are mostly wearing glasses, looking like scholars, speaking slowly and logically.

  As the city's first key high school, it will take away all the students with the highest scores in the city during the middle school entrance examination. Moreover, in 1994, paying for a good school was not as prevalent as it was later, so in some sense, Yizhong is that kind of school composed of top students.

  First-class teacher resources and first-class student sources have created an annual promotion rate of over 95%, which was terrifying in that era.

  The two high schools are different, this school is very strange, it's a key high school, and all along, in people's minds, it's also the second best high school in our city, but its management style is completely ordinary, when students at No. 1 High School are still fighting for every minute of time to prepare for the college entrance exam, this school doesn't even have evening self-study sessions.

  This school, after enrolling all the second-rate students in the city, manages them like sheep, letting them develop freely, so there are all sorts of students in this school.

  Some people say that there are many beauties in the Second Middle School. One reason is that there are many beautiful girls, and most of them have average academic performance, as the saying goes "big breasts but no brains". In fact, it's not a waste, because the Second Middle School, which gathers almost all the second-rate students in the city, also gathers almost all the beauties. Of course, another possibility is that the girls from other schools don't have as much time to dress themselves up like the girls from this school do.

  The second is a mixed bag, that is to say students like me who rely on a little bit of cleverness to get by with mediocre grades, but become good students when they put in extra effort during exams, and are not very good at ordinary times, but can't be said to be bad either.

  Three is a strange student, just like Qin Meng. It's said that Qin Meng's junior high school grades were enough to get into the best high school, but he only applied to the second-best one. Throughout his time in the second-best high school, he has always been content with getting 30% on tests, and puts all his energy into unrelated things. Yet, he still manages to be among the top students.

  The fourth type is those with multiple talents, like Zheng Wu. They have poor academic performance but excel in a particular skill, so they naturally enter our school. However, this type of student is born to be troublemakers and bullies. If there weren't people like Qin Meng to keep them in check, who knows what would happen?

  We walked up to the door of our classroom. Just as I was about to push it open and go in, a woman's voice came from behind me.

  Liu Ming!

  I turned around and saw a woman wearing a denim skirt standing behind me. Despite her serious face, it didn't affect her beauty at all.

  Black low-heeled lady's leather shoes, flesh-colored over-knee socks, slender and beautiful jade legs, small waist and hips, chest bulging, hands behind back...

  My heart skipped a beat, and I remembered the person in front of me. It was my class teacher, Chinese teacher Liang Xue Mei, one of the people I thought about most during high school.

  "Teacher Liang." I mechanically greeted her.

  "Come to my office for a moment." Liang Xue Mei turned around and walked ahead swiftly.

  I knew that at this time I was one of her most hated students, with average grades and a love for skipping school and telling lies. I shook my head in bitter laughter, unable to bear the thought of past events...

  Occasionally passing by several classmates from the same class, they all looked at me with contemptuous eyes. Is this really me in high school?

  The teacher's office is on the third floor, and it's quiet at this moment. All the teachers have gone to class, and Liang Xue Mei sits in a chair, correcting students' homework with an exceptionally elegant posture. The sunlight shines on her body, making her look like a goddess.

  "Three days of unexcused absence, I want an explanation!" This was the only sentence she said after entering the office.

  And I stood beside her, my gaze naturally falling on her snow-white neck.

  What's going on? My heart is racing again. At the same time, a devil jumped out in my mind, and all I could hear was his wicked voice.

  Lock the door! Then get on her! Get on her hard! Go! Now!

  Trample all her teacher's dignity underfoot, and make her moan and groan under her own feet!

  No way, she's my teacher! I weakly protested.

  She didn't make a sound, wasn't it here that she was raped by that perverted principal during the first semester of her senior year?

  It is said that in her third year of high school, she worked overtime until late at night every day. At night, the lecherous principal would sneak into the office, and someone once heard the sound of them making love in her office.

  She wouldn't have made a sound if that perverted principal hadn't repeatedly messed with her here.

  Her bust size must be quite large, from where I am the line of sight can just pass through the layers of obstructing clothing, seeing the bluish-colored blood vessels on her breasts, as well as the captivating cleavage...

  In my previous life, I only touched Zhou Siying's, hers were very big and felt great. Liang Xue Mei was undoubtedly a bombshell, seemingly even bigger than hers, like two small soccer balls. I wonder what it would be like to put my head between her two breasts?

  Bang!

  Li Xue Mei slammed her homework onto the office desk. A sudden and jarring noise echoed through the space.

  She was originally correcting homework, and suddenly remembered that there was still a student standing beside her after half a day. She raised her head and found my dazed eyes.

  "You've disappointed me, Liu Ming." Liang Xue Mei adjusted her clothes and tightened the collar. For some reason, looking at the boy's fervent gaze in front of her made her heart flutter.

  My whole body shuddered, and the devil in my heart flew to the ends of the earth, followed by a wave of despair.

  In my past life, every time I stood here, it was my nightmare, and I always felt at a loss.

  But today I didn't have that feeling, if there was any, it was just a physical desire for Liang Xue Mei's body, a mature and beautiful woman, to strip her skirt off and whip her on the office desk.

  Is this really a mature mindset?

  "Don't you think it's very dangerous to continue like this?" Liang Xue Mei stood beside me, less than a step away, so close that I could touch her butt with just one stretch of my hand.

  She wasn't as tall as me, and with her curvaceous figure, she stood there just like my girlfriend. Her entire body emitted a rich fragrance.

  No way! Teacher, keep a distance from me, I'm about to lose control of myself!

  "Want to play billiards with Qin Meng?" Liang Xue Mei tapped on my forehead: "Can you study as well as Qin Meng? Qin Meng can get into Tsinghua without even studying."

  I stared at her in shock and said, "What's Tsinghua? He won't be able to get in." I remembered what Qin Meng had said when we were having dinner.

  "Give me a test, or if you're as good at studying as he is, I don't care about you."

  Before I knew it, twenty minutes had passed, during which time I just admired her, and watching a beautiful woman in a hurry is also a very pleasant thing.

  Finally, I was bored to death: "Teacher Liang, I have nothing to say." The current me is no longer the past me, but what can I say?

  "I want to find your parents." Liang Xue Mei's face was as stern as ice and snow, but I wasn't afraid at all.

  "Hmm."

  "What are you laughing at?"

  "I can take care of my own affairs."

  "No way, it's necessary." Liang Xuemei was somewhat puzzled.

  Finding parents has always been a trump card in teachers' hands. As long as it is played out, even the most disobedient students will show a fearful expression.

  The boy in front of him was not afraid at all, but instead looked somewhat disdainful.

  "Teacher." I turned my head to look out the window and said slowly, "The outside world is undergoing earth-shaking changes. And I, now can only be stifled in the classroom, no, I don't want to, I want to participate in it."

  Li Xue Mei stared at me in surprise, she didn't expect that at this moment the gaze of this young boy would be so confident and powerful.

  Her heart skipped a beat, and she sighed: "Go back and write a self-criticism report, let's go."