The beautiful teacher stared, incredulous, at Zhou Hong. "Student... you!"
"Thank you, Teacher," Zhou Hong grinned, thinking the teacher wanted to express her gratitude.
"Class, if anyone dares to fidget or play with their phones during class again, don't blame me for being impolite," Zhou Hong scanned the entire class with a threatening gaze.
At this moment, all the students were speechless. Who the hell did he think he was? Acting like he was the class monitor, but even a class monitor didn't have the right to control others.
Qiao Xiaoyu and Qin Mengxue were also speechless.
"Xiaoyu, see? This Zhou Hong is a troublemaker. In just a few minutes, he's made the class a mess. I suspect your grandfather won't be able to tolerate him for more than three days before asking him to leave you," Qin Mengxue whispered.
"Mm-hmm."
"My father was also dead set on him having an emperor's aura, unwilling to let him go. But yesterday, he caused chaos in my family's company. Now he's gone too. Your grandfather currently believes he has an emperor's aura and will bring benefits to your family. He's momentarily blinded, but it won't last. This troublemaker will turn the world upside down wherever he goes. Your grandfather will surely get tired of cleaning up his messes, and then you'll be free."
"Yes, I hope he causes as much trouble as possible now. That way, my grandfather will get dissatisfied with him sooner and kick him out," Qiao Xiaoyu said quickly.
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"Don't say it," Qiao Xiaoyu's face contorted in pain. The thought of Zhou Hong stealing her first kiss filled her with anguish.
Zhou Hong returned to his seat, everyone looking at him with suppressed anger.
The beautiful teacher also felt that the newcomer was too aggressive. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to say anything more and quickly continued with the lesson.
"Ring, ring, ring...!" The bell for the end of class rang. The period was over quickly.
"Class dismissed." The beautiful teacher hurriedly gathered her books and left the classroom.
Zhou Hong hesitated for a moment, then chased after her. He had a good impression of this beautiful teacher and wanted to help her with her illness. He had a peculiar massage technique specifically for such ailments. Just three or four sessions could completely cure her excessive menstruation.
"Teacher," Zhou Hong called out to her at the stairwell.
"Student, is there something you need?" the beautiful teacher asked, looking back at Zhou Hong, seeming a little afraid of him.
"Teacher, are you currently... having your period?" Zhou Hong asked directly.
"You...!" The beautiful teacher was a little angry, but also confused. How did he know?
"You must be wondering how I know! Actually, I can tell from your complexion. You've started your period recently, and it's quite heavy, isn't it? If I'm not mistaken, every month when it comes, the flow is very heavy, perhaps four or five times that of others. That's why you've always been weak. And doesn't it hurt a lot every time? Right?"
"You!" The beautiful teacher was both ashamed and angry, but also puzzled. How could he know so accurately? It was true, she always had severe pain and heavy bleeding, which made her complexion pale and her body weak every time.
"Hahaha, Teacher, to be honest, I have a very magical healing technique. You just need to take off your outer clothing, lie on your back, and let me massage you for half an hour for three consecutive days, and I can relieve your pain."
"You... you pervert!" The beautiful teacher snorted and left in a huff.
"Teacher, I was genuinely trying to help you, and you call me a pervert," Zhou Hong looked wronged. He genuinely respected teachers and would never try to take advantage of one.
However, the beautiful teacher walked away without looking back.
"Geez," Zhou Hong muttered. Weren't people in this world supposed to be open-minded? Kissing in broad daylight was acceptable, but a massage wasn't?
Zhou Hong was starting to not understand this world.
"Teacher, the next time you have pain, press on your Qichong, Guanyuan, and Shenque acupoints, and take eighty-one deep breaths. You'll have unexpected results," Zhou Hong shouted down the stairs, unsure if the beautiful teacher heard him.
"Forget it, it's fate." Zhou Hong gave a wry smile. In the Purple Heaven Continent, people would pay dearly for his services, yet here he was, offering them for free and being rejected.
Zhou Hong stopped thinking about it and was about to return to the classroom when he suddenly felt the urge to defecate.
So, he entered the public restroom next to the stairs to relieve himself.
Meanwhile, back in the classroom.
"Fellow students, we can tolerate this no longer! I'm organizing everyone to write a joint letter to the Dean requesting that this person be expelled. What do you say?" the class monitor asked loudly.
"Good!" Everyone roared angrily, as if they could no longer bear it.
"Then I'll start writing now. Everyone can come up and sign later."
The class monitor then tore off a sheet of paper and began writing the complaint letter.
"Mengxue, should we sign?" Qiao Xiaoyu asked.
"Everyone else is signing, so of course, we should. Don't you want him expelled?"
"How could I not? I wish he would leave immediately."
Qiao Xiaoyu snorted. She hoped that once the Dean received the joint petition from the entire class, he would quickly expel Zhou Hong.
At this moment, Zhou Hong was unaware of what his classmates were doing behind his back. He was squatting in the toilet.
"Damn, no toilet paper!" Zhou Hong cursed a few minutes later.
Just as he was about to wipe himself, he suddenly remembered there was no paper.
There's nothing more painful than finishing your business and realizing you have no paper, especially when no one is around.
At this moment, he was alone in the restroom.
"What should I do?" Zhou Hong was distressed. He couldn't just pull up his pants and leave without wiping, could he?
Or, he could take used paper from the trash can and use it again?
Or, he could scrape it off with his fingers and then wash his hands?
No, he couldn't do any of those.
"It seems there's no other way but to call someone to bring me paper," Zhou Hong said with a wry smile. However, at this school, he only had Qin Mengxue's phone number. He couldn't possibly ask a girl like Qin Mengxue to bring him toilet paper, could he?
"No matter what, I'll call first."
Zhou Hong immediately dialed Qin Mengxue's number.
At that moment, Qin Mengxue was in class, having just signed her name. She frowned when she saw Zhou Hong's call.
After a moment's thought, Qin Mengxue answered.
"What is it?" Qin Mengxue asked softly.
"Qin Mengxue, I'm in the men's restroom. I just finished... and I don't have any toilet paper...!"