Volume 1: Chasing Beauty in Youth Chapter 4: Ye Ningfeng

  Ye Ningfeng's beautiful legs, clad in thin black stockings, were unnaturally tense. The man had seen people get distracted by his beautiful legs before, but it was unprecedented for a high school boy to stare so brazenly at his silk-clad thighs in front of so many teachers.

  Ye Ningfeng's slight movement suddenly reminded Zhu Tingyu, startling to realize that he might have lost his composure, and hurriedly turned his head around in a circle, looking up at the sky, then down at the ground, and finally returning his gaze to Yang Muzhou's face who was still lecturing him.

  Yang Mu Zhou: "Right, didn't you and Wang Peng ride your bikes through the school gate today?"

  "Didn't you find out just now?"

  Yang Mu Zhou: "You're all high school students, can't you be more considerate?! Today's duty teacher is Xu Laoshi from the junior high department, she told me. You and Wang Peng each write a self-criticism essay this morning and hand it in. It must not be less than 5,000 words."

  Zhū Tíng said in a low voice: "No wonder I didn't know the school flower teacher in my previous life, it turns out she's from the junior high department." But her mouth responded lightly: "Yes."

  It turns out that many online writers are actually trained through writing essays. It's like this, to reach 5,000 words in an essay, you need to have descriptive passages about the environment, character traits, and psychological descriptions too. You also need to have a logical structure, with a clear beginning, middle, and end, and smooth transitions between paragraphs, otherwise how can you come up with such a massive work of 5,000 words?

  Yang Mu Zhou's signature "hate iron not becoming steel" head shake, adjusted his tea-colored glasses: "Let's go to the classroom."

  Out of the office, Zhu Ting was extremely annoyed. The first meeting with Ye Ningfeng turned out to be such a situation, too embarrassing. It ruined his self-image as a jade tree in the wind, how could he recover from this?

  Then I comforted myself: What's there to be afraid of? My mental age is even older than Ye Ningfeng, a little girl who thinks she can fly out of my palm, humph.

  As soon as he returned to the classroom, all his classmates applauded exaggeratedly. Zhu Ting smiled and said: "Comrades are good, comrades have worked hard."

  A group of people suddenly gathered around asking questions, and Zhu Ting said impatiently: "You're all grown up with beards, but you're still so immature."

  "Cut." The threads scattered again.

  Liu Lilili turned around and gave Zhu Ting another flirtatious glance, "Zhu Ting, from now on I'll be relying on you to guide my English."

  Zhu Ting's body had goosebumps all over again, and she smiled: "Alright, Jing Mei, don't be polite."

  Liu Lilili turned her head back with satisfaction, not forgetting to add a flirtatious glance.

  Kang Yalan's plump body also turned around, throwing a more exaggerated flirtatious glance than Liu Lili: "No way, I want you to help me with my English homework too."

  Zhu Ting wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, "Definitely, definitely, hehe, own sister, easy to say, easy to say."

  "Liu Lili: "Hey, Kang Yalan, you're really not a good person. I asked Zhu Ting to help me with my studies first. How can someone like you...hmmph..."

  Kang Ya Lan: "It depends on who Zhu Ting wants to help with their studies again, right?"

  Zhu Ting was sweating profusely again.

  The eunuch leaned his head against Zhu Tingyu's face and mimicked their tone: "En, Brother Yu, I also want to study."

  Liu Lilili and Kang Yalan glared at the eunuch together, while Zhu Ting secretly pinched the eunuch's thigh under the table. The eunuch exaggeratedly shouted: "Oh, so comfortable! Brother!"

  At this time, Wang Peng and Wang Jinmu also came up from behind and said in a strange tone: "Brother, we also want to make up for it."

  "Looks like you two need to study, come out. Yang Mu Zhou was standing at the classroom door, his lightness skill is unmatched in the world. With a sheep knife in hand, I dominate the world."

  Wang Peng and Wang Jinmu's faces were more colorful than if they had eaten a large pile of dung.

  The three people disappeared at the classroom door, and everyone: "Hahaha...".

  Suddenly back to the long-separated high school life, Zhu Ting has a kind of inexplicable confidence again. It's like playing a single-player game that has been played before, where the treasure map is, where the landmine is, and where the big monster is, all clear and straightforward, no need to be afraid, what's there to be afraid of, haha...

  Zhu Ting can recite the text loudly again, and everyone is like singing an opera, one voice louder than the other. Such days are distant, intimate, and vibrant, filled with the turmoil of youth.

  In the distance, a beautiful gaze was cast over, Lin Shiwen. The class beauty from the previous generation who had never spoken once. This woman's beauty is unmatched, her purity unparalleled in the world...

  Beautiful girl, don't worry, I'll knock you down sooner or later, haha.

  Because Zhu Ting was not outstanding in his previous life, although he is not introverted, but he still has a bit of pride in his heart. Seeing that many male classmates who pursued Lin Shiwen were rejected and returned with their tails between their legs, Zhu Ting decided not to join the crowd anymore. Moreover, Lin Shiwen never took the initiative to talk to men, just like Zhu Ting never took the initiative to talk to women. They lived under the same roof for three years but didn't exchange a word, both of them are considered weirdos.

  Lin Shiwen's eyes met Zhu Ting's again, and she immediately blushed and turned her head back.

  Lin Shiwen sat in the third row, between He Tingyu and Zhu Ting, wearing a light blue t-shirt today. Her slightly developed breasts stood upright, with two small protrusions that sparked endless imagination, her beautiful back lines were flawless, her face shape was between oval and heart-shaped, her bangs covered her forehead, two shoulder-length braids, snow-white tender skin, possessing the fierce dominance of a newly developed girl that could conquer men of all ages.

  Zhu Ting looked at her unopened textbook again, thinking: So what if you're pretty? Grandpa doesn't care about you. The little brother moved slightly, silently protesting his owner.

  To be honest, among the many sisters in Zhu Ting's class, only Lin Shiwen caught her eye. As a liberal arts student, she was of a different quality from science students, and if she were to rank among the entire school, she would definitely be among the top three, although it's hard to say who's number one, because beauty is subjective and everyone has their own interpretation. Unless two people are compared side by side with a huge gap between them. However, Lin Shiwen was undoubtedly of queen-level in No. 3 Middle School, but Zhu Ting wasn't very clear about the situation in No. 1 Middle School, although it's widely acknowledged that No. 3 Middle School produces beautiful girls.

  Lin Shiwen's middle school entrance exam scores were just one point away from being admitted to Yizhong, otherwise she would have been the school flower of Yizhong.

  Zhu Ting looked down at his own tattered sneakers again, now he had to make some money. He thought about how his parents had been struggling all their lives, never having a good day. As the saying goes: "A poor couple has a hundred worries." He couldn't be idle like in his previous life, he had to contribute to society, at least do something for his own family.

  Zhu Ting had been a silk dropper in his previous life and had never been surpassed. He spent all day making a fortune overnight, studying lottery numbers intensively for a while, writing down various connections between numbers in a notebook full of scribbles. Zhu Ting was now thinking hard to see if he could come up with a set of numbers...

  "Zhu Ting again, Zhu Ting again..."

  After a while, a sweet and gentle female voice came over, and Zhu Ting thought she had gotten through to the free hotline again.

  Zhu Ting: "Hey, how are you?"

  "Ahahahaha, ahahahahahaha..."

  The whole class burst into laughter, and the eunuch beside him laughed so hard that tears came out, leaning on the table for a long time.

  Standing next to me is a stunning beauty, slightly furrowing her brow, wearing a deep V-neck tight-fitting T-shirt that accentuates her cleavage so much it makes one's nose bleed. Paired with tight hot pants and the aura of a half-matured young girl, she really sparks one's imagination - it's Ye Ning Shuang.

  Zhu Ting got up again with a face full of shame, "Teacher Ye." This is the second time today that he has made a fool of himself in front of his dream lover, and he even forgot to attend class, resentfully glaring at the eunuch who was still trembling on the table.