Chapter 1214: Xiong rose. "Enough! Stop talking!" The headmaster felt his face grow warm, and with a wave of his hand, he ordered Lu Yun to return to the classroom. "As for this cigarette..." Lu Yun noticed that the headmaster's eyes had never left the cigarette in his hand, and immediately understood what was going through his mind. "Hold it. From now on, don't smoke anymore. If I catch you doing it again, I'll never let you off easy." As he spoke, the headmaster eagerly snatched the cigarette from Lu Yun's fingers. In his mind, no matter whether Lu Yun's story was true or not, the act of smoking would reveal the truth. And if Lu Yun's claim were truly magical, then—ah, he'd have a whole lifetime of delightful moments ahead. Lu Yun smiled quietly to himself. Before leaving, he added a gentle reminder: "When you smoke, don't go too hard. Just take a few puffs at a time." Wang Xiang, of course, didn't take Lu Yun's "nonsense" seriously. He waved his hand carelessly, thinking to himself: You're just eating your cabbage with a bland mind—how the smoke performs once it's in my hands is another matter entirely. I'll simply have to smoke more to satisfy my own craving; what difference does it make? Perturbing these little kids, even just a little subtle resistance, would surely make a headmaster of a secondary school drink a whole pot of tea. Didn't he used to be thrown out of his own bike into a stinking ditch overnight after handling just one student? Now, with that experience fresh in mind, Wang, the headmaster, can only tolerate students like Lu Yun—letting them off the hook as long as there's no solid evidence and no excessive measures taken. That's one of the reasons why these underachieving students thrive so well at the town's middle school. Each teacher carries the mindset of "they can't be challenged, and they can't be avoided"—with good students, there are always bad ones. Rather than quarrel with the latter, they focus their efforts on the students who are genuinely willing to study. Holding a cigarette, Wang couldn't help but sniff it gently, appreciating the aroma. As he walked toward his office, he eagerly pulled out his lighter to light the cigarette. "Good morning, Headmaster Wang." As they were walking, a male teacher suddenly appeared from nowhere, already halfway through savoring the unique flavor of the cigarette—something far beyond ordinary. Upon hearing the greeting, he instinctively responded, now thinking only about hurrying back to his office. If, as Lu Yun had said, the phenomenon were truly magical, and if it happened right under everyone’s eyes, his thin trousers would surely be no match for the rather modest intensity of the event. After all, there's no harm in it. The male teacher took a cigarette, lit it, and returned the lighter to the headmaster. Just as the headmaster took a deep draw, puffing out a steady stream of smoke, the male teacher stepped forward and took a strong, satisfying inhale of the secondhand smoke. He exclaimed, "Headmaster, what kind of cigarette are you smoking? The flavor is truly exquisite!" As soon as the cigarette reached his mouth, the headmaster noticed a distinct difference from ordinary cigarettes. Hearing the teacher's praise, he beamed with pride and said, "How do you like it? This is a special one—only one of its kind. If you'd like, I'd be happy to share another with you." With that, he began walking toward his office. "Well, impressive, isn't it? Some wild cigarette he must have picked up somewhere. What's the big deal?" The male teacher glanced back at the headmaster's retreating figure, frowned, took a deep drag from his cigarette, and suddenly choked, tossing the cigarette aside and bending over to cough vigorously. Wang Xiang walked leisurely toward his office. Lu Yun had once advised him not to smoke too much, but he had long since forgotten that. Regardless, the act of smoking now felt invigorating—though it might not possess the specific functions Lu Yun had mentioned, it certainly satisfied his current craving. His own condition was something only he could truly know. As soon as his erection rose, the headmaster was immediately struck speechless—how long had it been since he'd felt this commanding? Thinking back, he had only recently been in this condition, at around twenty years old. Yet this time, it was different from when he was younger, decades ago. Back then, though his erection could hold steady like a solid iron rod, it lacked the current resilience and strength. Though he had never yet had the chance to try with a woman, that feeling—of being both firm and dynamic—frequently surfaced in his mind. This impressive vigor now reminded him of what Lu Yun had mentioned. As he hurried into the office, eager not to be noticed by other teachers for his awkwardness, he was amazed that Lu Yun's words were truly accurate. It seemed, indeed, that this was a fortunate turn of events for him. After entering the office, Director Wang hurriedly untied his belt, trembling as he reached into his pants to pull out his thing. Good heavens—indeed, it was stronger than he had ever imagined. Excited and emotional, he lay down on the bed. It was now almost time for class; if he wanted to find a female teacher and take the initiative, he might not have enough time. Moreover, most of the female teachers in the school had largely ignored him—after all, he was so old. Sometimes, even when he had the desire, he simply lacked the strength to carry through. Over time, Director Wang had only been able to watch the female teachers go about their work, eyes wide with admiration. But this time was different. He had stiffened. He was no longer the timid man he used to be. The things he had once hesitated to do—he could now do them confidently and boldly.