Volume 1: Conquering the School Beauty Chapter 8: The Demonic Student

  Heavenly jade palace above, five towers and twelve cities, immortals stroke my crown, tying up my hair to grant eternal life.

  This is the first four sentences of a poem by Li Bai, the Poetic Immortal. The White Jade Capital originally refers to the dwelling place of the Heavenly Emperor. However, in Gu Long's novel, the White Jade Capital is the name of the male protagonist.

  Bai Yu Jing once said: In the Jianghu, there are three kinds of people who are most difficult to provoke: beggars, monks, and women.

  Tang Yan, who had lived in the distant mountain prison for eighteen years, didn't understand these three kinds of people very well.

  Beggar? There are no beggars in the remote mountain prison, which beggar would go to the prison to beg? If there is one, then it's not a beggar, but a mentally ill person.

  Monk? There is no temple in Far Mountain, so there are no monks in the Far Mountain Prison. Tang Yan had only seen monks in martial arts TV dramas.

  Woman? Apart from occasionally visiting prisoners' relatives in prison, Tang Yan had never seen a woman.

  Because I've never seen it before, so I don't understand. Because I don't understand, the words that Tang Yan said to Bai Yujing also didn't leave a deep impression.

  But over the past two days, Tang Yan felt that Bai Yujing's words were truly worth their weight in gold.

  Since the night before last, Tang Yan asked Yuexu Yu if he was worried that Tong Bing would have ulterior motives towards him ---- from that moment on, Tang Yan officially entered a life of trials and tribulations.

  That night, Tang Yan slept gloriously on the sofa in the living room, while Yu Shu Yu and Tong Bing slept beautifully on the big bed upstairs until the next morning.

  The next day, Yuexu and Tongbing went out together, leaving Tangyan alone at home until 8 pm when they returned in high spirits. Fortunately, Tangyan knew how to cook and there were plenty of ingredients in the kitchen; otherwise, he would have starved to faintness.

  It's possible that Tang Yan's good behavior had put Mei Xiu Yu's mind at ease, and the next evening, Tang Yan was already sleeping in a guest room on the first floor.

  On the third day, as soon as Tang Yan got out of bed, he found that the dining table was already filled with all kinds of snacks, which was a world of difference from the treatment of the previous day. Especially after breakfast, Yuexu and Tongbing even invited Tangyan to go out together. Tangyan was overjoyed, thinking that good days had finally arrived, but in fact - he thought too much.

  According to an unofficial statistic, ninety-nine percent of men in the world dislike one thing --- accompanying women shopping.

  That day, Tang Yan became a mobile porter, with big and small bags of all kinds. If not for Yuexuan's kind heart discovering that he had also bought a set of clothes for Tang Yan - the Zhongshan suit worn by teachers, Tang Yan would have thought to run away and return to the distant mountain prison to play football with the prisoners.

  Through this day's further contact, Tang Yan felt that Bai Yujing's summary sentence could be used as a motto.

  That night, Tang Yan opened his diary, turned over the first page with the word "zhēng", and wrote eight words on the second page: rather offend a petty person than a woman.

  ……

  Monday, sunny and bright, with a clear sky, Tang Yan's mood was like the dog tail flower facing the sun.

  The three people living in Villa No. 6, Jinxiu Community got up early, washed their faces, had breakfast, and each put on different clothes.

  The moon is sparse and rainy again, and Tang Yan's first time seeing her wearing that silver-white professional suit was sharp, neat, mature and stylish.

  Tong Bing also changed out of her casual attire from the past two days, putting on Qingyuan Middle School's student uniform, a white shirt and striped skirt. If Tong Bing was a mischievous elf for the first two days, then at this moment she is an elegant elf - still an elf.

  Tang Yan put on his new clothes, which was the set of teacher's Zhongshan suit that Yue Shu had bought for him yesterday. When he was dressing up in his own room this morning, Tang Yan smiled foolishly at himself in the mirror for a long time - really a talented person.

  Through these two days of contact, Tong Bing already knew that Tang Yan was going to Qingyuan Middle School to be the Chinese teacher for Class 7. However, until the three of them arrived at Qingyuan Middle School, Tong Bing still couldn't equate Tang Yan with a Chinese teacher----an eighteen-year-old Chinese teacher? I suppose Class 7 is about to explode soon?

  Tong Bing is not a student of Class 7, but a student of Class 2. Class 2 and Class 1 are both experimental classes of Qingyuan Middle School's sophomore year group. Although she is not in Class 7, she knows quite a bit about the incident where Class 7 drove out several Chinese teachers. Before entering the teaching building, Tong Bing took another look at Tang Yan beside her and thought to herself: "This guy shouldn't have been driven out by Class 7 too, right?"

  Tong Bing went to class in Class 2, while Tang Yan followed Yu Shu Yu to handle various teacher registration procedures.

  Yuè Shū Yǔ is the vice principal of Qingyuan Middle School, in charge of personnel and staffing. With such a great god personally accompanying him, the staff handling various procedures were puzzled and surprised, but still efficiently filled out forms and stamped them. When the bell rang at the end of the first class, Tang Yan officially became a Chinese teacher at Qingyuan Middle School.

  "The second lesson of Class 7 is Chinese class, don't you really need me to send you in?" Yu Shu Yu looked at Tang Yan with a puzzled expression.

  "Go ahead, Sister Moon. I can handle this myself," Tang Yan said with a smile. "If you want to conquer them, you cannot rely on any external forces."

  Yu Shu Yu had originally planned to personally escort Tang Yan to Class 7 and introduce him to the students, with the vice principal present. The students of Class 7 couldn't be too difficult for their new teacher either. But after she expressed this idea, Tang Yan surprisingly disagreed. Was he not afraid of those students' difficulties?

  "Alright then, if you need anything come to my office." Yuexu Yu sent Tang Yan to the stairs of the fourth floor where Class 7 was located and turned around to leave, she indeed had a lot of work to deal with.

  Tang Yan walked into the fourth floor corridor with his newly received textbooks, and since the first class had just ended, there were students passing by in twos and threes. Looking at those high school girls wearing white shirts and striped skirts, exuding a youthful aura as they passed by, Tang Yan silently muttered to himself - They're not as good-looking as Tong Bing.

  As for those boys who wore white shirts and black pants, looking equally youthful, Tang Yan proudly said to himself - they are not as good-looking as me.

  Grade 2 Class 7.

  After walking halfway down the corridor, Tang Yan finally saw the sign with Class 7 written on it.

  Tang Yan walked past the doorway and didn't go in directly. It was still class time, and there were about a dozen students scattered around the classroom, chatting with each other in twos and threes.

  Although Tang Yan was wearing a Zhongshan suit, he had a young face and walked around here without anyone taking him as a teacher. Instead, several female students saw that Tang Yan's eyebrows were clear and handsome, and they smiled at him very friendly. The bolder ones even threw him a few not-so-formal flirtatious glances - the formal ones they didn't know yet.

  As I walked past the front door of the classroom, there was a window in the middle of this wall that allowed for a full view of the class. This window was the favorite spot for countless schools and teachers to observe their classes. If anyone dozed off or looked down at their phone during class, when they occasionally looked up towards the window, they would see the stern face of the head teacher staring back at them.

  Further back, it was the back door of the classroom. Since it was class dismissal time, the back door was wide open. Tang Yan didn't walk forward this time, but instead walked in through the back door and sat down in an empty seat in the last row.

  "Who are you? How did you get into our Class 7?" Soon, someone discovered Tang Yan's presence. A tall and slender girl walked to the desk where Tang Yan was sitting and asked.

  "I'm new here." Tang Yan said with a smile, without revealing his true identity - probably even if he said he was the teacher now, no one would believe him.

  "A transfer student?" The girl asked thoughtfully.

  "I suppose so." Tang Yan gave an ambiguous answer. From being the Little Prince of Yuanshan Prison to becoming a Chinese teacher at Qingyuan Middle School, this should also be considered a transfer student.

  "Hello, I'm the study committee of Class 7, Yan QiQi, 'Yan' as in language, 'Qi' as in Class 7, you can also call me QiQi." The girl stretched out her small hand to Tang Yan with a confident smile.

  "What's your surname? It seems we really have a fate." Tang Yan smiled and shook hands with the girl, "I'm Tang Yan, Tang of the Tang Dynasty, Yan of the word seven seven."

  When Tang Yan introduced himself, Yan Qiqi's eyes lit up, and after taking another look at his handsome face, her good impression of him grew even stronger. She then sat down in the chair in front of Tang Yan.

  "Do you like ancient Chinese literature? Tang poetry, Song lyrics, Yuan drama and song fu?" Yan Qiqi's eyes showed a hint of fervor when she mentioned these.

  Tang Yan was taken aback for a moment, thinking to himself that the students of Class 7 were indeed as he had been told. Previously, Yuexia and Yu had mentioned to him that the students in Class 7 were deeply infatuated with Chinese literature, but Tang Yan had never imagined it would be to such an extent that even on their first meeting, they would ask if he liked classical Chinese texts. These students were really... a bit adorable.

  "I like it." Tang Yan nodded and said, under the influence of his master, he indeed liked ancient Chinese literature.

  "You've really come to the right place in Class 7." Qi Qi was delighted to hear this answer, but immediately looked gloomy and sighed, "Alas, it's useless if only we like it. The language teachers that the school has found are all incompetent, they only understand the most superficial knowledge on paper, reciting texts without any new ideas, the literary essence of China's thousands of years is actually occupied by this group of mediocre people who have taken up the title of teacher, it's really infuriating."

  "- Tang Yan's understanding of Class 7's students was refreshed once again by these words - this class of students is really too abnormal, right?

  "I heard that a new language teacher is coming today, I don't know if he's any good. If it's another useless one, the school will really be disappointing." Yan Qiqi sighed again in frustration.

  "The new teacher definitely won't be a pushover." Tang Yan couldn't help but feel that even before he had taken the stage, there were already students who thought of him as a pushover - if Master knew about this, wouldn't he make him copy the Classic of Virtue three hundred times?

  "It's hard to say----" Yu Qi Qi looked at Tang Yan with a strange expression, "But I really hope what you said is true, the school shouldn't send another useless person over again. It would be best if they sent a young, handsome and talented male teacher - hehe, Tang Yan do you think I'm thinking too much?"

  Qin spoke till the end and couldn't help but laugh, but what she didn't expect was that Tang Yan actually said with a serious face: "You're not thinking too much, because this is the fact that's about to happen."

  "Ding----"

  Just as Tang Yu was about to ask why Tang said that, the school bell rang.