Reborn to prepare for the college entrance exam, you're letting me retire and make a comeback?

Meanwhile, in another teacher's dormitory filled with an artistic atmosphere.

"Phew, I'm so tired, I can finally rest..."

Wen Wan had just finished a tiring day of training and was lazily curled up on the soft sofa chair.

At nine o'clock in the evening, this mature and sexy female teacher had just finished showering. Her long, wet hair was casually tied back, with a few strands playfully sticking to her slender, fair neck and smooth forehead.

After removing her daytime makeup, her skin appeared even whiter and more delicate under the soft table lamplight, with a rosy glow.

She was wearing only a slightly oversized silk nightgown, the V-neck revealing her delicate collarbone and an alluring curve, the belt loosely tied at the waist, outlining her slender waist and the round, pert curves below.

The hem of her bathrobe reached only to mid-thigh, and her two straight, shapely, and smooth legs were crossed, her bare feet resting on the soft carpet.

At this moment, this music teacher, a graduate of the Communication University of China, is staring at her lit laptop screen, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, immersed in the script sent by Lu Qian, titled "The 18-Year-Old Grandma Arrives, Rebuilding the Family's Glory."

"The female protagonist is a top female scientist during the Republic of China era. Due to an accident, her soul travels to the body of an 18-year-old high school student seventy years later, and she discovers that her family has developed into one of the world's top wealthy families in those seventy years."

"Thus, this 'ancestor,' with the appearance of an eighteen-year-old, returned to this wealthy family that was both familiar and unfamiliar to her as the great-grandmother, and began to rectify the family's discipline, slap the villains in the face, and incidentally conduct some cross-time scientific research..."

The script begins with only a few hundred words, but it already clearly introduces the conflicts and background of the entire drama, making it obvious that it was written by a veteran screenwriter.

The premise is absurd, but the dramatic conflicts and exhilarating moments between the lines are exceptionally captivating.

Anyone in the industry can immediately tell that this show has high commercial value.

"My God, did Lu Qian really write this script himself?"

Looking at the words in the notebook, Wen Wan couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, "For a high school student to write a plot like this, it's amazing..."

The text on the screen is unconventional and bold, full of unbelievable ideas and a plethora of exciting moments.

A scientist from the Republic of China era transmigrates into the body of an 18-year-old beautiful girl from a future family?

A failed engagement turned into a slap in the face?

With cutting-edge technology in hand, can we rebuild our family's glory?

The plot and setting are like mixing ten pounds of chili peppers with ten pounds of popping candy – intense and addictive.

As an art student who graduated from a media university, Wen Wan has met many directors and has some knowledge of directing and screenwriting.

In her opinion, the potential for developing this script is enormous.

"Although it has some logical shortcomings, it creates a strong sense of anticipation that makes you want to keep reading."

Her gentle fingertips glided across the touchpad, her eyes growing brighter and brighter.

The more she looked, the more excited she became. Her body leaned forward unconsciously, and she didn't even realize that the collar of her robe had slipped down a bit more, revealing her full breasts in the soft light.

She even began unconsciously tapping the carpet lightly with her smooth toes, as if clapping along to a scene from a script where she gets slapped in the face.

"This project has so much potential. If it can actually be made, it might become a huge hit..."

Wenwan's heartbeat quickened slightly, and her fair cheeks flushed a beautiful rosy hue from excitement and the warmth of the bathroom.

Just as he was about to type a reply to Lu Qian...

Thump, thump, thump.

A sudden knock on the door interrupted Wenwan's thoughts.

The beautiful music teacher was taken aback when she heard the knock on the door.

Why is someone knocking on her door so late?

But since it was on campus, Wen Wan wasn't too worried about security. She assumed it was a teacher from her neighborhood coming to see her, so she didn't think much of it.

He casually replied, "Please come in, the door isn't locked."

She didn't even get up to straighten her robe; her mind was still immersed in the world of the script.

Click.

The door was pushed open.

The person who came in was Li Jianxing, the director of the Academic Affairs Office, who was carrying a file folder.

The office director, Mr. Li, was a middle-aged man in his forties. His bald patch shone brightly under the light, and he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. Behind the lenses, his small eyes gleamed with an unsettling light.

As soon as he entered, his gaze was glued to Wen Nian, sliding from her slightly open neckline to her smooth, long legs, his greed in his eyes almost undisguised.

"Teacher Wen, you haven't rested yet?"

Li Jianxing walked in and gently closed the door behind him.

Upon seeing this scene, Wen Nian's heart skipped a beat, instantly plunging her from the excitement of the script back into the cold reality.

Li Jianxing had a bad reputation at school. He had a history of harassing female teachers, and even got one of them pregnant before resorting to threatening her with improper means to get rid of her.

As a student who had once been on the list of most beautiful girls at Fujian Normal University, Wen Wan naturally knew how charming she was, and it wasn't hard to understand why the academic affairs director had come to her dormitory so late.

She immediately sat up straight, subconsciously tightening the collar of her robe and bringing her legs together, her previously relaxed posture turning into a wary one.

"Director Li? It's so late, what can I do for you?"

Her voice was calm, but alarm bells were ringing in her mind.

Oh no, I let that old lecher in! Now things are getting complicated.

Li Jianxing seemed oblivious to her guard up and walked to the sofa on his own.

He placed the file folder on the coffee table, but his eyes remained fixed on Wen Nian.

"Actually, it's nothing serious."

A fake smile plastered on his face: "It's about your teaching evaluation report this month. There are a few points I'd like to discuss with you in person."

As he spoke, he naturally sat down on the single sofa opposite Wen Nian, leaning forward slightly as if he wanted to get closer.

"..."

Suppressing her disgust, Wen Nian calmly said, "Director Li, it's already quite late. It's probably not appropriate for us, a man and a woman, to be alone in a room discussing work. How about we talk in the office tomorrow?"

"Oh, Ms. Wen, you're being too polite," Li Jianxing said, waving his hand in response to Wen Wan's words.

His gaze roamed brazenly over Wen Nian's undulating curves, a hint of lust flashing in his eyes: "Work is important, and there are some details that are inconvenient to discuss in the office with too many people talking. It's perfect for us to delve into them now."

He slowly opened the file folder, pulled out a form, and pretended to look at it.

He muttered to himself, "Xiao Wen, I see your teaching targets for this month... don't seem to have been fully met?"

He raised his eyelids and said, "Teacher Wen, you are a new teacher who has just come to our school. Your performance in the first month will directly affect your future promotion and evaluation. If you don't meet the standards, it will be difficult for you to do your job later."

Upon hearing this, Wenwan's heart sank, and a surge of anger instantly welled up within her.

She clearly completed her teaching tasks very well this month, and the students' feedback was also good. This person is obviously deliberately finding fault!

And who are you calling Xiao Wen?

It's important to know that if a male superior addresses a young female subordinate by adding "小" (xiao, meaning "little") before her surname, it usually implies an inappropriate relationship...

He's obviously looking for trouble!

But if I don't explain now, my future job will be in a difficult situation...

"Director Li, I completed my teaching targets on time and in full, and all records are on the worksheet..." she tried to argue her case.

"Hey, records are static, but people are dynamic!" Li Jianxing interrupted her directly, leaning forward even more.

A strong smell of smoke mixed with the scent of cologne wafted towards me.

"Whether it's completed or not, whether it meets the standards or not, often comes down to just a word from the leader, doesn't it?"

He lowered his voice and said, "Xiao Wen, you're so smart, you should understand what I mean, right?"

As he spoke, he actually reached out, seemingly wanting to pat Wen Nian's hand that was resting on her knee.

Wen Nian jerked her hand back as if she had been burned, her face turning deathly pale, and her stomach churning violently.

She suppressed her nausea and fear, her voice slightly cold: "Director Li, we are all adults, and all highly educated teachers. Please have some self-respect. If this behavior and these words get out, it will be bad for both your and my reputation!"

Her use of the formal "you" to address Director Li clearly indicated her growing distance from him.

But this wasn't the first time Li Jianxing had encountered something like this, so he simply pretended not to hear it.

"reputation?"

He sneered as if he had heard a joke: "What's reputation? I'm not afraid of anything. In this position, as long as I don't give my approval, you, Wen Nian, can forget about having a good life."

"Teacher Wen, you need to understand that if you want to pass the evaluation smoothly and gain a foothold in this school, it depends on whether you know what's good for you."

He emphasized the last two words, his gaze sweeping over Wen Nian's slightly heaving chest.

He had been lusting after the new female teacher's body for a long time, and every time he saw her graceful and beautiful back, he felt a fire burning inside him.

The reason I came here to see this teacher today is because he's been holding back a lot of anger lately and wants to let it all out.

And this young, alluring body is the perfect outlet for release.

……

……

at the same time.

At the school gate, Lu Qian arrived with a whoosh, riding a ghost fire.

"Please, please don't let anything happen to you. I'm still hoping to latch onto Teacher Wen's coattails..."

The boy stopped the car and looked up at the school shrouded in night.

His expression was solemn.

The night breeze was cool, but it couldn't dispel the tension in my heart.

If he remembers correctly, that event might be about to happen, or it might have already happened.

"It seems I have no choice but to go see the principal..."

Lu Qian thought to himself, "Only the principal can completely suppress Li Jianxing and protect Teacher Wen's reputation right now..."

After all, Teacher Wen was his future business partner, and he didn't want anything to happen to her.

Moreover, he couldn't bear to see such a beautiful woman defiled by those greasy middle-aged men weighing over 200 pounds at school.

Scumbags are actually very chivalrous and don't want any beautiful girl in the world to get hurt.

Thinking it over, he turned around and immediately sped off towards the principal's office in the administration building.

All he can do now is race against time.

Unexpectedly, as I walked through the small garden connecting the teaching area and the living area, a middle-aged woman wearing a somewhat tacky floral shirt suddenly bumped into me.

"Ouch!"

The woman cried out in pain, then glared at Lu Qian, saying in a shrill voice, "What a fine young man! Can't you watch where you're going?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..."

Lu Qian instinctively wanted to apologize, then continued on his way.

When I looked up, I was stunned.

He recognized the face.

Rough skin, slightly high cheekbones.

His eyes and brows carried a harshness born from long-term misfortune.

This face perfectly overlapped with the face of Wang Guifen, the wife of Deputy Director Li, who had slandered Teacher Wen as a mistress in his past life.