Ouyang Yixue propped her chin on her hand, watching her boyfriend on the podium engage humorously with the students. She felt relaxed and happy, though a hint of wistfulness touched her when she heard Yang Feilong's last remark. "Everyone thinks you're joking when you say you need a bus to take your girlfriend out, but only I know you're stating facts disguised as a joke. Hmph, shameless. Why do you even need so many girlfriends? Are you collecting stamps?"
"Still, if he didn't have so many girlfriends, I probably wouldn't have had a chance."
"Sigh, when can we openly acknowledge our relationship? It's so annoying! And with so many girlfriends, he has less time for me. Fortunately, I get to see him for several days every week."
From the podium, Yang Feilong swept his gaze over everyone, seemingly impartial. In reality, he lingered a little longer on Ouyang Yixue, after all, she was his officially recognized girlfriend.
...
Yang Feilong was not the type to lecture rigidly. While he covered textbook material, he blended it with his own knowledge, presenting it to the students.
This approach ensured that students wouldn't fare poorly in exams while also learning practical knowledge that could only be acquired through experience.
Of course, his lectures were peppered with his unique brand of humor.
During the break, Yang Feilong planned to casually sit on the podium and chat with students who weren't using the restroom, to pass the fifteen-minute break.
However, a few mischievous students pulled Yang Feilong along, saying, "Teacher Yang, let's go relieve ourselves together!"
"No thanks," Yang Feilong waved his hand.
"Don't be shy, Teacher Yang. Didn't you say we're all buddies after class? What kind of buddies don't go to the restroom together?" the students teased.
"Yeah, let's go together!"
Seeing this, Yang Feilong reluctantly stood up and said, "Actually, not going to the restroom with you is for your own good."
Initially, the male students were puzzled by his words. But once in the restroom, Yang Feilong unzipped and revealed his 'Er Ba Da Gang'. The students who had been joking around fell silent, each seeking a secluded corner to take care of business. For a long time, none of them could urinate. Some stared at the ceiling, exceptionally quiet. Now they understood what Teacher Yang meant by "for your own good" and further grasped his earlier remark. This talent was truly a gift from heaven!
How could the gap between people be so vast? They had already been overshadowed in terms of looks, and they hoped to salvage some masculine pride in this regard, but the result was cruel. They had suffered an even heavier blow!
"Ahem, I'm leaving now!" Yang Feilong finished and adjusted his clothes. He looked at the awkward students and chuckled. He knew that from this day on, none of these students who had witnessed it would dare to accompany him to the restroom.
He rarely needed to use the restroom himself. Firstly, his needs weren't that great. Secondly, if he went too often, he was afraid it would make those who saw him feel inferior.
"Teacher Yang, take care!"
"Teacher Yang, please go ahead!"
"I'll need to do a big one later."
After Teacher Yang left, many of the male students in the restroom exchanged bewildered glances.
"That's truly Er Ba!"
"I feel it's more than Er Ba, at least Er Ba. Oh my god, I've only seen this in those adult films with dark-skinned men. I never expected Teacher Yang, who looks so refined, to be so... well-endowed!"
"More than well-endowed, it's incredibly impressive. I bet many of those dark-skinned men would feel inferior. His girlfriend must be so lucky!"
"Tall, handsome, talented, and humorous. Why do I feel like Teacher Yang's comment about having many girlfriends earlier was actually true, just disguised as a joke?"
"No... really?"
"It's possible. After all, how many truths are spoken in jest?"
"Makes sense."
Yang Feilong had gone with a group, but only he returned, which puzzled and intrigued many of the girls in the class. They dared not ask, especially when they saw their male classmates returning with forced smiles. They wondered if Teacher Yang had scolded them in the restroom.
There were couples in the class, two pairs in fact.
One girl pulled her boyfriend aside and whispered, "What happened just now? Weren't you going to the restroom with Teacher Yang? Why did Teacher Yang come back alone?"
Her boyfriend began to stammer, "Well, that..."
"If you don't tell me, we're breaking up today!" The girl was assertive. The more her boyfriend hesitated, the more curious she became, even resorting to threats.
"It's not that I won't tell you, it's just... embarrassing," the boyfriend said with a wry smile.
"Tell me, and I'll go to the hotel with you again this week. Otherwise, don't even think about it this semester!" The girl's eyes sparkled with gossip, a mixture of temptation and coercion.
The boyfriend's eyes lit up at her words. They had, of course, slept together, but his girlfriend rarely initiated. He was currently in a state of high demand. Hearing this, despite the blow to his ego, he decided to recount what had happened. After all, he wasn't the only one whose ego had been bruised, and he considered himself relatively fortunate.
So, he quietly explained the incident to his girlfriend.
"He's that impressive? Twenty-eight centimeters? And that's in a normal state, if..." The girlfriend's eyes immediately lit up, and she stared intently at the handsome Teacher Yang on the podium. If she could be with Teacher Yang... Unfortunately, she felt her own looks wouldn't impress him. Otherwise, she would even try to tempt him. Cough, cough, stop thinking, or she'd have to change her pants.
"Ahem, you mustn't tell anyone about this," the boyfriend said in a low voice, seeing his girlfriend's eyes gleam.
He secretly felt relieved that Teacher Yang was a person of integrity. Otherwise, with his charm, how many girls in the class would have been seduced by him? Therefore, he didn't feel jealous; it was a matter of habit!
"Don't worry, I'll only tell my roommates," the girl said.
The boyfriend: "..."
If she told her roommates, wouldn't all the other girls know very soon?
"Doudou, let me tell you, just now..."
"Xiao Mi, let me tell you..."
When Yang Feilong was at school, he deliberately restrained his senses, acting like an ordinary person. Otherwise, a slight sweep of his divine consciousness would leave many people with no secrets. He also sensed that the school was surrounded by a large formation.
However, the formation was of a very high level, possibly designed to detect energy bodies. It was similar to the function of the detection pendant he obtained after killing the flower thief Luo Feihua. If he carelessly used his energy or divine consciousness, he might be detected.
Initially, he was just looking at the textbook, thinking about how to teach the next lesson. But inexplicably, he felt many girls staring at him. He looked up and saw many girls watching him intently while blushing and whispering about something. Although Yang Feilong didn't try to eavesdrop, upon careful listening, he could hear their conversation without needing his senses.
Yang Feilong was speechless. Which rascal started this rumor? Although it was something to be proud of, being discussed and even commented on like this was incredibly awkward.
Fortunately, the school bell rang at that moment, and the whispers stopped.