033 The Evil Lu Yun "Are there any other questions from the students?" Yang Yanping glanced around at the forty-some students in the classroom, her long hair flowing elegantly over her shoulders. With a graceful wave of her arms, she turned to face them with all the charm and poise of someone who knew exactly how to command attention. Tap-tap-tap! Seeing no one else raise their hands, Yang Yanping smiled gently and stepped down from the lectern. She walked around the classroom at ease, her long legs moving fluidly, the snow-white skirt fluttering like a dancer’s in the wind. From time to time, as she moved, the elegant silhouette of her hips revealed themselves—her triangle region shimmered with grace and elegance. This lesson had been delivered many times before, but never once had students raised such unexpected questions during class. Even when answering them, she had noticed an odd warmth rising between her legs. Now, watching the quiet classroom, Yang Yanping felt a sudden sense of emptiness—she longed for someone to ask another question like that one. "Teacher, I have a question." Lu Yun, disregarding Liang Hongyu’s attempts to block him, raised his hand and spoke out loud. Yang Yanping’s heart leaped with joy. With an effortlessly graceful turn of her head, she looked directly at Lu Yun, her little leather shoes tapping softly as she walked toward him. Gently, she examined the bruised and battered look on his face. "Lu Yun," she asked, puzzled, "what happened to your face?" "Nothing. I just tripped." Lu Yun gave a vague explanation, though he knew he was gently deflecting her inquiry. Yang Yanping nodded, satisfied—not pressing further at that moment. With a warm smile, she said, "Just be more careful from now on." "Thank you, teacher," Lu Yun replied. "What’s your question?" Rubbing the flushed cheeks of his face, Lu Yun blushed and said, "Teacher, this one is rather unconventional. After I say it, I’d like to ask you—will you promise not to reprimand me?" Yang Yanping's eyes lit up. Though she had only been teaching at the junior high level for just over a month now, she knew every student in her two classes well. Lu Yun was famous throughout the class as a brooding, rough-appearing boy—a true "bad boy"—with solid grades but an unruly streak of cleverness and mischief. What he had just asked, clearly wasn’t one that could be answered easily with a simple explanation. She looked at him intently, said, "Go on. As long as I can answer it to your satisfaction, I’ll do so." Lu Yun cleared his throat with a theatrical cough, then spoke in a poetic tone: "Teacher, when men and women engage in intimacy—when the woman is physically more comfortable than the man—isn’t it strange that, during forced acts of rape, women often struggle desperately, sometimes even dying from their efforts to resist?" The entire classroom erupted with murmurs. Yang Yanping furrowed her brows. She hadn’t expected such a question. After thinking for a moment, she smiled and said: "Think about it this way—imagine you’re walking down the street, and suddenly a stranger approaches and starts gently poking your nose. Would you just let that happen casually?" A counter-question! Lu Yun chuckled, scratched his head, and replied, "If it’s comfortable in the end, who really cares whether it's a gentle poke or a firm dig?" Liang Hongyu blushed deeply, then firmly pinched Lu Yun, quietly cursing him under her breath—how could any girl allow someone to simply 'poke' her like that? Yang Yanping’s eyes sparkled with an unexpected excitement. She smiled and said: "Actually, I used just the nose and hand as examples. In reality, most women aren’t very willing to endure physical intrusions from anyone outside their spouse—especially not casual ones. This question will grow clearer as you mature. You’ll understand what 'chastity' truly means for a woman." Lu Yun nodded slowly, still unsure—but quietly, when Yang Yanping wasn’t looking, he glanced twice at the two full, rounded globes resting gently on her chest. He thought to himself: How strange—these large, round organs hanging so prominently in front of her; instead of feeling self-conscious, they seemed to be constantly held taut and well-proportioned. It was as if only a generous size could truly attract attention from others. "Alright, Lu Yun," Yang Yanping said gently, "if you have no further questions, please sit down and review the material carefully—this is foundational knowledge about your own body that will matter greatly in your future." With her slender fingers, she lightly tapped his back three times. Lu Yun sat down. Then, with a delicate flush of pride, Yang Yanping tightened her legs slightly and walked back to the lectern. "Now, students—be mindful of yourselves," she said, "and I need to step out briefly." With an urgency that seemed almost like a sudden urge to use the restroom, she hurriedly left the classroom. Just as Yang Yanping stepped outside, chaos broke out in the room. Several boys began enthusiastically discussing the exchange between teacher and student. The girls stayed quiet, their faces flushed with embarrassment, quietly flipping through their books. Only a few well-known 'ladies of the class' spoke softly among themselves. Liang Hongyu stood up, trying to maintain order, but found that her usual influence had vanished—her normally attentive male students were now fully absorbed in conversation, and the noise only grew louder. Fuming, Liang Hongyu stared at them, her eyes glistening with tears—only a few drops remained before they slipped down her cheeks. Lu Yun quickly pulled her back to her seat, saying gently, "Just let them be. This lesson didn’t really contain much concrete content to begin with—we can let it go." "But," Liang Hongyu said, blushing, as she took in a small breath, "teacher clearly stated that today’s material is about our initial understanding of the body—something very important!" Lu Yun suddenly smiled mischievously. "You didn’t mention this earlier, so I nearly forgot—it was during your moment of intervention that I asked you to pinch me. Did you know where exactly you were pinching?" Liang Hongyu listened closely and then covered her face with both hands, blushing deeply. "I'm sorry—I wasn’t intending to pin you there." It had been during the exchange between Lu Yun and Yang Yanping that Liang Hongyu found Lu Yun’s question so awkwardly bold—so she reached out and lightly pinched him. She hadn’t realized that her fingers had struck not his thigh, but a firm, thick object—warm to the touch—her hand instantly pulled back as though she’d touched something delicate and wounded. After reflecting on the angle of her gesture, she realized she must have pressed exactly upon Lu Yun’s "life-giving" part—the very source of vitality. If not for Yang Yanping's graceful departure and the students' noisy enthusiasm, she would likely now be too embarrassed to speak at all. "I’ve counted on this thing keeping me alive," she said with a sigh, her voice trembling. "I never imagined I could have done such harm by just pressing it!" "What shall we do? Shouldn’t you go see a doctor?" Lu Yun pretended to be in tremendous pain, saying, "How am I supposed to walk now? I’m practically collapsing." "Then what?" Liang Hongyu asked. Though she hadn’t yet experienced the true essence of being a woman, she knew that men’s sensitive parts were delicate—she had just unintentionally pressed on Lu Yun’s most vulnerable spot and worried it might affect his future reproductive health. "Could you please help me massage it?" she offered. "But… I… I can't!" "If you don’t help me with this, then when I grow older and have a family, will I be able to rest peacefully knowing that I’ve done something wrong?" Lu Yun asked, speaking with a quiet, teasing smile—his words were heartfelt, yet delivered with playful persistence. Liang Hongyu pressed her hands tightly over her face, completely unaware of how she was being teased. She felt both embarrassed and flustered, then sobbed softly: "Lu Yun—how about after class, when no one else is around? I’d be so mortified if everyone saw me doing this in front of all these students!" ... Rural Village Beauty 033 – The Evil Lu Yun. Update complete!