On the first day of school, the school beauty in black stockings took me to a hotel.

Liu Yu waited in line for five minutes. When he returned with his tray, he saw Su Wanqing resting her chin on her hand, staring blankly out the window.

"My beloved concubine, what are you thinking about?"

"Of course I miss my Emperor!" Su Wanqing blurted out as she came to her senses.

The two finished breakfast, and it was almost 7:30.

Liu Yu has class at eight o'clock, so he has to go.

"Do you need me to take you back to your dorm?"

"No need, I can go back by myself. You should go to class quickly, don't be late. I don't have class this morning, so I can take a nap when I get back—it's good for my skin!"

"Okay, I'm leaving then." Liu Yu stood up, thought for a moment, then bent down and whispered in Su Wanqing's ear, "You can take a nap, but you're not allowed to dream about other men."

"And what about you? You're not allowed to look at other girls or talk to them during class!"

"Why should I look at them? Are they prettier than my beloved concubine?"

Su Wanqing smiled smugly: "That's more like it. Let's go, let's go, we'll be late if we don't leave now."

Liu Yu took a few steps, then turned back: "See you at noon."

See you at noon!

The third teaching building houses a C programming classroom.

"The relationship between pointer variables and addresses..." the bald teacher wrote on the blackboard.

Liu Yu tried to concentrate, but after five minutes he found that he couldn't hear anything at all.

It wasn't that he didn't want to learn, but his phone kept vibrating.

He took his phone out of his pocket and placed it under his textbook.

One WeChat message after another, all from "Running On the Wrong Side Idiot (Su Wanqing)".

[You idiot who ran the wrong way: Your Majesty~ Have we arrived at the classroom yet?]

[You're going the wrong way, you idiot: Isn't C programming class really boring?]

[You're going the wrong way, you idiot: Let me give you a little wake-up call~]

Next is a picture.

In the picture, Su Wanqing is lying on her side on the bed, wearing a sexy nightgown, with one hand supporting her head, her eyes languid and alluring.

The lighting in the photo is exceptional; the morning light streams in through the window, creating a play of light and shadow on her, instantly elevating the atmosphere.

[Run if you can't beat them: I'm in class! Don't seduce me!]

[You ran the wrong way, you idiot: Oh? So Your Majesty doesn't want to watch?]

[Run if you can't beat them: It's not that I don't want to watch, it's that I can't watch now! The teacher is giving a lecture!]

[You ran in the wrong direction, you idiot: I don't care~ Either let me keep posting, or never post again~ Your Majesty, choose one~]

Liu Yu stared at the message, his mind in turmoil.

Reason told him: Liu Yu, you're in class right now! C programming! Pointers! It's very important! You can't get distracted!

But another voice said: But those are Su Wanqing's photos... She said she would "never post them again"... Never! Do you know how far forever is!

He didn't even hesitate for a second.

[If you can't beat them, run! Post! Keep posting! I love watching! I, Liu Yu, am watching under my real name!]

After sending the message, Liu Yu felt like a warrior, a warrior who would abandon his studies for the sake of beauty.

[You ran the wrong way, you idiot: [Hehe] That's right! Wait, my beloved will send you another one!]

Here's another picture.

This one is even bolder; she's kneeling on the bed, her shirt hem lifted up to her thighs, revealing her long, straight legs. She's not looking at the camera, but rather tilting her head slightly back, closing her eyes, parting her lips slightly, and gently tracing her neck with her fingers.

Liu Yu's breathing became completely disordered.

[You fool, you ran in the wrong direction: Is Your Majesty satisfied?]

[If you can't beat them, run! Satisfied...too satisfied...so satisfied I need to calm down.]

[You're running in the wrong direction, you idiot: How do I calm down?]

[If you can't beat them, run! Recite the C language keywords... auto, break, case, char, const, continue...]

[You ran the wrong way, you idiot: Your Majesty, you're so cute~]

[You're going the wrong way, you idiot: I'm just kidding, go and focus on your lesson]

The conversation temporarily ended, and Liu Yu tried to bring the focus back to the classroom.

But he failed; his mind was filled with those photos from earlier.

White shirt, long legs, languid eyes, slightly parted lips...

"Liu Yu."

Suddenly called upon, Liu Yu jumped to his feet and shouted, "Here!"

All the students in the class looked at him.

The C programming teacher adjusted his glasses: "I just asked, what's the difference between pointer variables and ordinary variables?"

Liu Yu's mind went blank.

Pointers? Variables? What's the difference?

His mind was filled with Su Wanqing's picture, and he had no idea about pointers anymore.

"This..." he stammered.

Du Peng, standing next to him, whispered a reminder: "Address! Address!"

Liu Yu didn't hear clearly: "What? Underwear?"

The class was silent for three seconds, then burst into laughter.

Even the usually serious C programming teacher couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Du Peng covered his face, unable to bear to look.

"Liu Yu, it seems you were thinking about something else during class. Sit down, and come to my office after class."

"Yes..." Liu Yu sat down dejectedly.

Du Peng leaned closer: "Boss, you're finished. Bald Zhang's office is hell on earth."

Liu Yusheng stared at the blackboard with a sense of despair.

It's over, it's really over.

It's all because of Su Wanqing's photos!

But then I thought about it again, and it was worth it.

The bell rang at 10:00 AM, signaling the end of class.

After two C programming classes, Liu Yu arrived at the teacher's office as promised.

Bald Zhang, whose real name is Zhang Jianguo, is a senior professor in the Computer Science Department of Tsinghua and Peking Universities, known for his strictness.

His office is on the fifth floor of the laboratory building, at the very end of the corridor.

When Liu Yu knocked on the door and went in, Professor Zhang was making tea.

"Teacher Zhang," Liu Yu greeted respectfully.

"You're here? Have a seat."

Liu Yu sat down, his heart pounding with anxiety.

Professor Zhang brewed the tea, took a sip, and then looked up at Liu Yu: "Do you know why I called you here?"

"I know... I was daydreaming in class."

"It's not just daydreaming. I've been teaching for so many years and I've seen all kinds of daydreaming students. Some sleep, some read novels, some play on their phones. But someone like you... thinking about underwear during class, that's the first time I've ever seen anything like it."

Liu Yu blushed: "Teacher, I didn't..."

"Alright, no need to explain. You're young, I understand. I was like that when I was young too."

Liu Yu was taken aback, not expecting his teacher to say that.

"However, understanding is one thing, but you still need to attend classes diligently. C programming is fundamental; if you don't master data structures and algorithms, your progress will be affected. Your college entrance exam scores were good, and getting into Tsinghua or Peking University shows you have talent, but talent shouldn't be wasted, understand?"

"Understood." Liu Yu nodded seriously.

"Good. Okay, I won't say any more. Next class, explain the relationship between pointers and arrays to me. If you do well, we'll call it a day. If you don't... well, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Thank you, teacher!" Liu Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Stepping out of the office, Liu Yu felt as if he had been reborn.

He glanced at his phone; it was 10:20.

With some time before lunch, he decided to go to the library to finish his homework for the day.

Just as I reached the library entrance, my phone vibrated again; it was Su Wanqing.