The Yellow Book is still under review.

  Memory takes me back to a dusty desk. Tall and short, fat and thin classmates, neatly arranged desks and chairs.

  A tall boy sitting in the back row gave me a provocative look, that was my arch-nemesis, class monitor Wang Wei. I glanced at him with the corner of my eye, in my past life, I would have pretended not to see such a provocative look, but now it's different.

  I turned back without hesitation, but he had already turned around and started chatting with a girl standing next to him.

  I took a look and that girl, at the same time, a strange feeling arose inside me. That girl was actually Xia Yu, whom I had been secretly in love with but didn't dare to confess to.

  To be honest, Xia Yu is the kind of girl who is naturally beautiful, with a tall and slender figure comparable to that of a model, charming eyes that sparkle when she speaks, and an almost perfect overall appearance.

  In those days, the term "school flower" or "campus belle" was not yet popular, but there were still girls in school who were widely recognized as beauties. When boys got together to chat, they would often talk about these beautiful girls.

  And Xia Yu was undoubtedly the most talked-about topic among boys. Those who were timid, like me, could only watch her from afar or occasionally exchange a few words with her, and get excited about it. The bold ones didn't care about class or age boundaries and came to chat her up, even if they got rejected, they would still boast about it behind her back.

  That day after school, I and Xia Yu...

  Everyone knows that this little girl has high standards. No matter who it is, they can't get a bit of attention from her, and over time, she became the most famous ice beauty in our school.

  I was her deskmate, this little girl with a smile on her face is my first love. In the second semester of senior high school, she suddenly fell into the arms of our class monitor Wang Wei, who was my arch-nemesis. I cried many times because of this.

  Time is really a wonderful thing, at this moment I am facing her, but I don't have any feeling.

  If I had to say something, it would only be a strong curiosity about the title of "campus flower", and also a strong desire for the flesh of an eighteen-year-old pure girl.

  Sometimes I really find everything about me now ridiculous, all of mine are eighteen years old, but the mind is thirty years old.

  At eighteen, the body is like that of a man; at thirty, the heart is like that of a man. Even the way to look at women is like that of a thirty-year-old, which is to look from bottom to top, and pause for a moment in the middle, then move to the chest and face.

  It wasn't until now that I had a true reflection, and from the bottom of my heart, I couldn't help but let out a sincere admiration. At this moment, that's how I see Xia Yu, and when I saw her beautiful face, I involuntarily let out a heartfelt praise in my mind.

  The bell rang for class, and classmates walked back to their seats in twos and threes. For a time, the classroom was in disarray.

  A boy walked up to me and patted my shoulder, saying: "The great hero has arrived."

  As I looked over, that student was Zhao Yu, who sat in front of me. Every time I skipped class during high school, he would greet me like this.

  Zhang Rui and a group of classmates walked in with a football, saw me coming and smiled mysteriously, then sat behind me. This kid skipped class for just one day and came up with an excuse to return to school, I guess the teacher didn't give him a hard time.

  Of course I knew why he was in such a hurry to get back to school - it was because he had a secret crush on his deskmate, a girl named Mo Yun.

  Mo Yun is a girl who is not particularly outstanding in any aspect, wearing small glasses and having a small chest, but being very tall. It's really unknown how Zhang Rui would like her?

  "Li Da's beautiful wife won't make things difficult for you." Zhang Rui poked me from behind.

  I was just about to answer when the classroom door opened and our physics teacher, Xie Tianmin, walked in. He was a young man of around thirty years old, wearing a suit that was pressed to perfection, but ridiculously had sleeve covers on both arms.

  His outfit brought about a burst of laughter from his classmates, and I remember that the male lead in a TV series at that time was dressed exactly like this.

  "What's so funny." Xie Tianmin put his textbook on the podium and said: "Hello kids."

  Everyone burst into another fit of loud laughter.

  Xie Tianmin picked up the chalk and was about to start teaching when he suddenly saw me and said, "We won't be learning new lessons today, it's a test."

  "Ah..." The regretful voices of the classmates. Then came the sharp rustling sound of closing textbooks.

  There were also murmurs of complaints. Mr Xie ignored them, picked up the chalk and started writing on the blackboard with one hand behind his back.

  Xia Yu lightly poked me and said: "It's all your fault..."

  I stared at her stunning profile in a daze, seeing Xia Yu's puffed up appearance, but her eyes were full of laughter. Her small chest heaved up and down, making me want to reach out with my devilish claws to squeeze it gently.

  I don't know what it's like to squeeze such a beautiful girl. It would be even better if I could pinch her butt.

  "Want me to help you?"

  "Who?" Xia Yu turned her head to look at me, then smiled extremely coyly and said: "Alright..."

  Her smile is as captivating as a hundred blooming flowers. I have to admit, I have strong feelings for her, the kind that sets my heart ablaze.

  Before I knew it, the blackboard was filled with physics problems. I looked up and smiled slightly in my heart.

  The entire body on the blackboard is electrical questions, basic ones, and the ones that are used over and over again are just those few basic electrical formulas.

  I picked up my pen and took out a piece of white paper, only to discover that I had forgotten the most basic formulas, which was a problem that left me crying with laughter.

  Classmates are all scribbling and writing, only I am scratching my ears and cheeks.

  The teacher walked up to me and looked down at me with a superior attitude.

  In my previous life, I was an engineer. Anyone who has been an engineer knows that engineers have a bad habit - they only need to grasp the method and result, while some formulas and theories are never memorized, those things are all recorded in specialized manuals, and when used, just look it up.

  But at this time I had this bad habit.

  I looked at Teacher Xie and said, "Teacher, may I turn the page?"

  Haha... The classmates burst into a loud laughter. Xia Yu, who was answering questions next to them, also couldn't help but laugh out loud.

  "Others are not allowed, you're an exception..." His eyes were full of disdainful gaze.

  "In that case, I won't be polite." I took out my textbook, flipped to the electromagnetism chapter with ease, glanced at the formula and quickly answered.

  The teacher's eyes gradually changed from disdain to surprise, and then from surprise to admiration.

  From start to finish I only glanced at the book, and then didn't stop writing my pen, and some questions I used more than one method. Questions that should have taken forty-five minutes to complete, I finished in under twenty minutes.

  Then he put down his pen and looked up at the man standing beside him with a solemn expression.

  The teacher patted my head and walked away with a sigh.

  At that time, Xia Yu happened to cast her beautiful gaze over, revealing a look of surprise.

  She waited until the teacher turned and walked away, then she pulled over my answer in a low voice: "I want to check..." Her voice was full of coquettishness and cuteness.

  Xia Yu was stunned by the neat answers on the paper, in her memory, this somewhat playful and irreverent deskmate's studies had never been very good, every time after skipping class, the tests would have to be passed with her help, but at this moment, all of this seemed to have changed.

  She took a glance at her deskmate beside her, who was staring at a snow-white paper with an expression so focused, without the mischievousness of his usual self, and even on that childish face, she saw a mature man's charm that she had never seen before.

  She had an irresistible feeling of intimacy.

  She couldn't help but blush, mentally scolding herself, and put the answer back, saying: "Pretty good at bluffing..." Her voice was so soft that even she could barely hear it.

  I am thinking about a question, what is the book review? What should I write?

  I don't know why but whenever I think of writing a self-criticism essay, I always remember Liang Xue Mei's beautiful legs under her cowboy skirt.

  No inspiration. I'm biting my pen, and all I can think of is lustful thoughts. If I were to write a love letter, it would be somewhat acceptable. Or, more straightforwardly, I could just write something erotic, with the content being Liang Xue Mei vs Liu Ming, the location being the classroom, and the time being midnight.

  Haha, time, place, and people, all three elements are in place, just don't know if it will be a bestseller.

  After Xia Yu put the answer back, she kept staring at me. After a long time, seeing that I didn't make a sound, she said, "What are you thinking about, Liu Ming?"

  "I was thinking, should I ask our school flower Xia Yu to meet at noon." I replied without even thinking.

  Xia Yu's face turned red and she stopped speaking, silently writing on her own paper. Her heart was racing like a deer.

  I savored her expression, and a thought occurred to me - it turned out that while I was secretly in love with Xia Yu, she had also been secretly fond of me...