The 150th chapter of "Rural Beauty in Full Bloom" – Main Text: 150 – Wang Dapao's Unbelievable Issue Tapping, tapping, tapping This content features the textual material from the 150th chapter of "Rural Beauty in Full Bloom!" Not long after the classroom bell rang, a crisp sound of shoe heels striking the floor came through. Land Yun furrowed his brows—this wasn't Yang Yanping's class. Judging by the sound, Land Yun was certain that Yang Yanping, that lively fox, was entering the classroom. The mere thought of having been enchanted by her fragrant incense, nearly having her take advantage of him, left him furious. Though he had long harbored intentions to handle her, that had always been under normal circumstances—his own initiative, not a passive response forced by the incense that had clouded his mind. He vaguely remembered Yang Yanping's smooth, well-proportioned figure—undoubtedly a body of divine grace—paired with her face. Under ordinary circumstances, in such a situation, Land Yun would have certainly driven his K47 rifle to its absolute limits, going wild with excitement and chaos. The voice grew clearer. As Liang Hongyu rose with a weak, tired motion, it wasn't Yang Yanping who stepped into the classroom—it was Ling Xiaoman, who had only recently joined the school. Ling Xiaoman! Didn't it seem like art class wasn't even on the agenda during self-study? What was she doing here? Still, she had come—she was at least a sight to behold, far more striking than Yang Yanping's flashy, lively presence. "Class, Yang Teacher isn't feeling well today, so I'm stepping in to teach. Everyone is welcome to review at their own pace," Ling Xiaoman said, then, after a few words, settled back into her chair and opened a book with a particularly ornate cover. Sitting back down again, Liang Hongyu leaned half-against her desk, her mind elsewhere. Her neatly trimmed, slender fingernails slid gently across the pages of the book, as if tracing thoughts she couldn't quite name. "What's wrong?" Lu Yun asked softly. "Nothing much—just a bit tired," Liang Hongyu replied, her cheeks flushed. Just moments ago, Lu Yun had made her feel utterly comfortable, her body soft and Lu Yun circled her waist and softly said, "Then let's just rest a while. After all, it's just a self-study class, and Professor Ling won't say anything." Liang Hongyu was indeed utterly exhausted—last night had been nonstop, and this morning she'd gone through yet another incident. She had hoped to finally relax in the classroom, only to be unexpectedly maneuvered by Lu Yun's persistent hands, now physically and mentally drained beyond measure. She shifted her damp, warm bottom and gently reminded Lu Yun, "Alright, then. Please keep an eye on me. When the teacher comes, make sure to wake me up." Lu Yun smiled and lowered her head, ready to kiss her on the cheek. Startled, Liang Hongyu quickly turned her face away, using her arm as a pillow and soon drifted off to sleep. Listening to the soft rhythm of her breathing, Lu Yun gently ran her fingers through her cascading hair, then opened her textbook to review carefully. "Teacher, I have a question I don't understand. Could you please help me with it?" Just as Lu Yun was fully immersed in the content of the book, a loud male voice suddenly broke through. Crap! For heaven's sake, are you having a fit like a ghost is screaming at your balls! Lu Yun instinctively turned his head to check on Liang Hongyu, who was sound asleep—apparently truly exhausted and hadn't been disturbed. Then he shifted his gaze toward the direction of the sound. Good grief, it's Wang Dabao! That guy's so slow at learning—he's as clumsy as a pig. What could possibly be wrong? Is he trying to take advantage of Ling Xiaoman? Seriously, what a ridiculous guy! I'm going to see what kind of move he's got up his sleeve. Ling Xiaoman was looking at her book when she heard this. She raised her head and smiled gently. "Go ahead, ask me anything. Though my major is fine arts, I might not be able to give you the most satisfying answer," she said, vaguely remembering Wang Dabao. He must be the one who fought with Lu Yun last time. Wang Dabao straightened up and chuckled, "Not really an issue—just one question I asked during Yang Teacher's last class. I've always been a bit unclear about Yang Teacher's answer, so I'd like to see if Professor Ling has any other explanation." Ling Xiaoman also stood up and walked slowly toward Wang Dabao. As she passed, the boys in the front row turned their heads to watch her swaying hips, their mouths gaping open, drooling almost visibly. Looking at Wang Dabao, who was about the same height as herself, Ling Xiaoman smiled and said, "Let's sit down and talk." Wang Dabao didn't hesitate. He stared at her chest with intense gaze, then sat down gracefully, his head tilted upward with a look of genuine innocence, taking in the full view of her two tall, elegant peaks—completely forgetting to ask the question he had come to bring. Lu Yun frowned, clearly seeing that Wang Dabao had no good intentions at all. Ling Xiaoman, on the other hand, was completely unprepared, letting Wang Dabao's lingering gaze drift over her chest—what a mess! Man, what a mess! To put it bluntly, such a beautiful girl could only be enjoyed by Lu Yun, and Ling Xiaoman's reaction truly annoyed him. Wang, the enthusiastic one, turned angrily, only to look pale when he saw Lu Yun. Just as he was about to speak, Ling Xiaoman's voice came in smoothly: "Lu Yun, please sit down. Wang, your classmate, please go ahead and share your concerns—don't disturb the other students' studies." Lu Yun drew a deep breath, glared fiercely at Wang, and then, upon meeting Ling Xiaoman's composed gaze, huffed and settled himself. Hmm... Liang Hongyu shifted slightly, and Lu Yun immediately straightened up, silently chiding himself for being so impulsive. If Ling Xiaoman couldn't even handle Wang, what would happen to her in the future? With a gentle pat on Liang Hongyu's shoulder, he turned back to watch the drama unfold. All the students turned to look at Ling Xiaoman and Wang Dabao. However, the boys' attention was entirely focused on Ling Xiaoman—her towering elegance and swaying, full hips became the objects of their admiration, drawing steady streams of drooling admiration from the young wolves. Stung by Lu Yun's sudden outburst, Wang Dabao had been feeling quite frustrated. But upon hearing Ling Xiaoman's words, he immediately regained his composure. He glanced around, noticing that everyone's eyes were now fixed on him, and promptly inflated his ego: "I just wanted to ask—how exactly do you use a condom?" Silence! The entire class of forty-some students, stunned by Wang Dabao's question, opened their mouths in unison, all eyes now fixed on Ling Xiaoman. Lu Yun felt a pleasant smile. How daring of this guy to actually ask such a question! If this reached the principal, he’d definitely be accused of flirting with a female teacher and likely get expelled. Yet, what Lu Yun truly wanted to know was how Ling Xiaoman would respond to this awkward situation... Rural Beauty 150, Main Text 150 – Wang Dabao’s astonishing question has now been updated!