A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

Yan Xinyue was taken aback, but quickly recovered, staring at him with a shifting expression: "You just said—you haven't learned either English or Latin?"

"Yes, I've never learned it," Gu Feng admitted, blushing.

He actually wanted to learn, but as soon as he opened his English and Latin textbooks and looked at those winding, crowded letters, his head started to swell.

Gu Feng came from the Liao Dynasty, and at that time he used only traditional Chinese characters.

Although converting from traditional to simplified characters is quite difficult, at least there are clues to follow; with his talent, even if he had to guess, he could still read and write them.

But when faced with these convoluted foreign languages, he felt like he was reading gibberish, his mind completely blank.

"Who are you trying to fool?" Yan Xinyue's cheeks puffed up with anger as she glared at him. "I might believe you a little if you said you hadn't studied Latin. But you haven't even studied English—are you kidding me? English classes start in kindergarten these days! Did you spring out of some remote mountain village, or did you time-travel from ancient times? You've never learned English!"

Gu Feng subconsciously replied, "The latter..."

"What did you say?" Yan Xinyue's voice immediately rose eight octaves. The whole class stared wide-eyed—this amazing person really didn't even bother to write a draft before bragging.

"Uh, no, no... the former, the former! The teacher is right, I really do come from the mountains. Our place is very remote, and education is backward. I've never had an English class," Gu Feng stammered as he explained.

He finally understood completely—in this era, no one would believe the truth.

Seeing his face flushed, Yan Xinyue didn't think he was lying—and she was confident he wouldn't. So she sighed and softened her tone: "Alright, since you haven't learned this before, you'll have to cram from now on."

"Mmm-hmm." Gu Feng nodded vigorously.

Yan Xinyue rolled her eyes at him, her expression seeming to say, "I wasn't talking to you, why are you interrupting?" Then she turned to the whole class: "I know that many of you in our class have already passed the CET-6 (College English Test Band 6). Is there anyone willing to lend a helping hand and tutor Gu Feng in English and Latin?"

The students looked at each other, then instinctively hid their hands under the desks. Who would be so foolish as to take on such a thankless task?

"Teacher, I'm willing." A timid voice rang out in the classroom. The volume was not loud, and it seemed to carry a hint of shyness, but everyone could hear it clearly.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and their faces all showed surprise.

They were surprised, and Gu Feng was even more surprised—the voice came from right next to him, from the tender, delicate little rapeseed plant beside him.

"Gu Feng, are you willing?" Yan Xinyue's solemn and serious question came from the podium, her tone exactly like that of a priest officiating at a wedding in a church.

"I...I..." Gu Feng really wanted to say "I don't want to," but Yan Xinyue's sinister and sharp gaze had already clearly told him: if you dare to utter even half a word of "no," you're completely finished.

Then...why not just admit it?

But Gu Feng had already seen it clearly: this Mayunako was indeed well-mannered and had the pure and kind appearance of a female lead in a TV series—but that was all just a facade.

This is clearly a wolf in sheep's clothing; beneath that innocent and gullible exterior, who knows what kind of wicked and vicious heart it harbors.

Her volunteering to teach me a foreign language was not out of a sudden pang of conscience, but rather like a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken—she had no good intentions.

The ancient official immediately recognized that the person sitting beside him was a demon.

He really wanted to be like Sun Wukong, swinging his golden cudgel and smashing it down on his head.

But the "Tang Monk" on the podium would never allow him to do that.

"Gu Feng, I'll ask you one more time—would you be willing to have Mayunako teach you a foreign language?" Yan Xinyue's voice had already turned cold, and her face was extremely pale; she was about to explode.

The students felt a chill run down their spines upon hearing this—the lines were all too familiar.

"I...I'm willing." Gu Feng finally succumbed to her pressure and reluctantly uttered these words.

Yan Xinyue smiled with satisfaction and relief, as if she had personally brought together a match made in heaven.

"Classmates, we should all learn from Mayuna, our new transfer student. Her selflessness, willingness to sacrifice personal interests for the greater good, her helpfulness, and her courage to take responsibility are truly admirable. From now on, we must take Mayuna as our role model and emulate her." After the praise session, Yan Xinyue put on a warm smile and looked at Mayuna with kindness. "Mayuna, from now on, I'll be entrusting Gu Feng's two foreign languages ​​to you."

"Okay, teacher, don't worry, I will definitely teach him well." Mayuna's voice was still soft and weak, but upon closer listening, it revealed a hint of firmness.

When the words reached Gu Feng's ears, the resounding yet chilling statement—"I will definitely teach him a lesson"—sounded more like "I will definitely teach him a lesson" than anything else.

Gu Feng's heart skipped a beat.

"Alright, let's begin the lesson. Please open your textbooks." Yan Xinyue stopped the small talk and started the lesson.

As Gu Feng opened the book, his gaze inadvertently drifted to the side—and he was met with a vibrant rapeseed plant smiling at him.

That smile was kind and sweet, but in Gu Feng's eyes, it revealed an indescribable eeriness and conspiracy, definitely indicating that the visitor was not well-intentioned.

The old official's heart jumped into his throat.

Leaving aside his past life, in this life alone, he has met quite a few women: aloof like Ding Hanhan, warm like Peng Liangpei, approachable like Su Man'er, worldly like Chu Xinran, mature like Shi Yurou... He has seen almost every kind of woman.

But this is the first time I've ever encountered someone so two-faced and cunning.

However, upon further reflection, Gu Feng felt that he was boosting others' morale while diminishing his own.

No matter how amazing this rapeseed is, it's still just a woman at heart.

He was a grown man, and even someone as stubborn as Ding Hanhan was completely subdued and controlled by him.

But... Ding Hanhan is cold on the outside but warm on the inside, while this rapeseed in front of me is warm on the outside but cold on the inside, a truly effeminate creature at heart, they are not the same type at all.

Whatever, who cares what her methods are?

When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it. Anyone who dares to challenge me will never have a good ending.

Thinking of this, Gu Feng returned her a smile—of course, it was the kind of smile that was extremely lewd and sinister.

When Mayunako saw him smile at her, she was slightly taken aback, then turned her head away shyly, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Damn, what a show-off." Gu Feng cursed inwardly, then held his breath, focused his attention, and began to listen attentively to the lesson.