They are in their final year of high school and are heavily dependent on me.

Hehe, why call me "baby" in private? It's much better to just call me "husband".

[Silent]: O.

[Xi]: Good luck to him/her!

【汐】：(The little rabbit holds up a flower.)

Cute.

Lin Mo couldn't help but smile. Sigh, his good deskmate was really worried about his grades.

We really need to put in some effort; if we keep standing still, we'll be devoured by Bai Limeng sooner or later.

Moreover, these girls are all better than him academically. How can a man remain subservient to others for long?

The system's negative information about him revealed a common flaw: he was always in a lower position than his partners in relationships. He was inferior in terms of knowledge, ability, and background, and was therefore unworthy of them.

He will spend most of his future living off women. It's not that living off women is bad, but they are all problem girls. Living off women will make them weak and unable to stand up for themselves.

Once the problem erupted, well, he couldn't handle it, and they all died.

No, that's the only way... Revive me! My love!

They're getting into it.

Lin Mo took out a carton of milk, took a sip, and began to organize the questions he had answered incorrectly.

I refreshed the page when I got sleepy, and ended up working for two hours straight, it's almost 1 a.m.

Thinking that I should take a nap to recharge, refreshing the page isn't a magic bullet; it might ward off fatigue but it can also increase mental stress, so I still need to sleep.

Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Li Zhihan calling.

Huh? I didn't reply to her message just now, but that's because Li Zhihan didn't message him either. What's going on?

"Heh."

Upon answering the call and hearing a woman's voice, Lin Mo instantly snapped back to reality.

Not

"What are you doing?"

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"It's so hot," Li Zhihan said casually on the phone after a while.

"If it's hot, then turn on the air conditioner." Lin Mo thought to himself that he couldn't fly over and cool her down with his saliva right now.

"Ah."

The phone hangs up.

Lin Mo watched the "typing is in progress" message flash on Li Zhihan's chat box for a few minutes before finally giving up.

Holy crap, what kind of new fishing technique is this?

Baby, I'm so hot right now, do you have any ideas?

After waiting a few more minutes and confirming that Li Zhihan was no longer making any noise, Lin Mo lay back on the bed before realizing what had happened.

She seemed to speak much more fluently on the phone.

Although he only said one or two words, at least he didn't stutter; his pronunciation was clear and unambiguous.

And today, she is also behaving very strangely.

Lin Mo thought for a moment, then opened his phone's private photo album and began to examine the photos Li Zhihan had taken of him and the screenshots he had taken.

I'm getting hungry just looking at this.

Otherwise, tomorrow I'll pretend to see her as an ice cream and lick a couple of garlic cloves.

I could have written one more chapter, but I suddenly started having diarrhea and went to the toilet three times in two hours.

Chapter 100 Beautiful Female Teacher, Beautiful Female Classmate

The next day, Lin Mo arrived early as usual.

However, something was off with the class today.

Many boys who wouldn't arrive on time in the morning were actually earlier than him.

What's even more bizarre is that all the male high school students were incredibly energetic, and Guo Huowang was making coffee while swallowing coffee powder whole, taking a sip of coffee and then eating a whole bag of coffee powder.

He wasn't the only one like that; several boys in high school were all acting like they were on steroids. Li Yu was even applying hair gel to his beard.

"Hey! You guys are going on blind dates as a group? Have you prepared the bride price yet?"

Lin Mo put down his schoolbag, looking surprised.

"Shut up! Don't you know what it means to respect your teachers!" Guo Huowang pointed at him. "The first period is math class."

"What's wrong with math class? Isn't the math teacher a Mediterranean beer belly? Could it be that you..." Lin Mo's tone gradually became strange.

"Born!" Guo Huowang's face contorted with rage. "That was just a substitute teacher! Our original math teacher was away on a business trip and just got back!"

"And I'm straight! Straight!"

“Knowledge that will make your guts burn.” Li Yu pushed up his glasses. “When someone emphasizes that they are straight, it’s the same as telling gay men that they are virgins.”

“Born into emptiness! You disgust me!” Guo Huowang gagged, pounding his chest and stamping his feet.

"What? A math teacher has dress requirements for class?"

Lin Mo wondered, "Are they going to debut through a talent show? The Nantong Times Group?"

“Sigh, you common folk.” Guo Huowang said with a serious expression, “I’ve already said it’s about respecting teachers and valuing the way.”

"I've never seen you respect your teachers before."

"Ha, the only people in this school I respect are Han Shen and Teacher Ye," Guo Huowang said arrogantly. "The rest are not worth mentioning."

"Tch." Suddenly, Xu Lingxi, who was bent over doing her test paper, unusually joined their conversation and made a barely perceptible contemptuous sound.

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Lin Mo looked at her. The girl had her hair tied in a low ponytail today. The smooth strands of hair were gathered into a bunch and nestled in the crook of her neck, making the girl's fair neck appear long and slender.

The skin on the back of her neck was stretched into delicate lines by her dark hair, like a freshly peeled lychee.

The sunlight slanted in, each ray of light shining through, evoking a sense of leisurely comfort and domestic bliss.

Beautiful girls are strange; they can look completely different just by changing their hairstyle.

He fantasized again, imagining Xibao ten years from now, her hair up, softly calling him "Dad" in the kitchen.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at the beautiful girl."

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Xu Lingxi pursed her lips, suppressing her smile, and said seriously:

"Don't follow their example, just focus on your studies."

"Don't worry, I'm not on the same layer as them. They have to convert the format and unzip the file to look cool, but I can just click it."

Xu Lingxi couldn't help but chuckle. Lin Mo really was much better looking than the boys in the class.

Hmm. She hadn't thought he was that handsome before, but after getting to know him, for some reason, the more she looked at him, the more...

"Look carefully." Lin Mo smiled foolishly at her when she saw her looking at him.

Ugh, it's getting more and more vulgar!

Xu Lingxi blushed and immediately punched him hard, "Sit down and be quiet, and focus on your studies!"

"Received! But so... what are they doing?" Lin Mo asked, adopting a curious attitude.

"Because Teacher Ye's classes are different."

Xu Lingxi explained:

"Ms. Ye is the math teacher. She is very strict and requires students not to be distracted or doze off in class and to have a good mental attitude. But her classes are excellent. She is the only teacher in the whole school with a degree from Tsinghua or Peking University."

"Sigh." Lin Mo pondered, still feeling that her good deskmate was definitely hiding something.

"Isn't this Teacher Ye very beautiful?"

Xu Lingxi opened her mouth, but hesitated to speak.

"Is it pretty?" Lin Mo pressed.

"Who cares if someone is pretty or not? You're here to teach!" the girl said angrily, then punched him again.

Lin Mo scratched his head, forced by his good deskmate's tyranny, and had no choice but to open the required ancient poems and recite them.

She's even jealous of her teacher; Xi Bao's possessiveness is getting stronger and stronger.

The part about searching for enemies in the void.

That makes sense. Last night, he arm wrestled with a bunch of girls. When Xu Lingxi came back from washing her hair in the dorm, she turned pale and gave him the silent treatment for the entire evening study session.

Of course, Xu Lingxi's cold violence was all an act. In the second class, before the other girls arrived, she made Lin Mo arm wrestle with her and monopolized his usage rights.

Lin Mo understood and let her win a few times, which calmed the little rabbit down.

After reading for a while, Lin Mo suddenly felt sleepy, but didn't really want to refresh the page. He figured it would be better to stay sleepy until noon for a nap.

I secretly glanced at my deskmate and saw the hair tie she was using. It was too plain; a bunny hair tie would have been much cuter. I'll buy one sometime.

Well, Xu Lingxi's inner turmoil hasn't been resolved much either. It can only be said that his appearance has had a temporary effect. She still tends to put herself under pressure.

Let's focus on improving grades first. He's also part of her pressure right now. If Lin Mo's grades don't improve, her good deskmate won't feel at ease.

After looking at it for a while, he remembered that the "love at first sight" effect hadn't been fully tested yet, and he wondered what the effect would be if he used it a second time after some time had passed.

Everyone says it was love at first sight, so the second time after so long must have been...

At this moment, the fat Qiu Wuqi came in with his hair slicked back, swaying from side to side as he loudly proclaimed:

"Laughing to death."

"The class monitor's QQ account was blocked. Which bastard reported it? I was just about to @ her in the group to ask if Teacher Ye was back when a red exclamation mark popped up."

"There are other experts?" Guo Huowang raised an eyebrow. "Wasn't it because you were too stupid and got blocked by the class monitor?"

"Bullshit, just message her privately and you'll find out."

"Guo Huowang! Did you do this?!" Huang Yaoyao screamed like a groundhog. "You reported me before!"

"Slander! Even your QQ signature is pornographic, how can you blame me?" Guo Huowang immediately retorted.

"How can I not!"

"Then let me ask you, what does it mean when God gives you the middle finger and you sit down holding it?"

"Waaaaah! Wenxin, someone's being a pervert!" Huang Yaoyao pleaded for outside help, clinging to her classmate Chen Wenxin's leg.

Helpless, Chen Wenxin glanced at Guo Huowang, who immediately shrank back like a turtle.

They couldn't afford to offend Chen Wenxin. She was the middleman between the boys and girls in Class Two, in both the legitimate and underworld circles. When the boys needed to talk to the girls, they would go through her as a messenger, and when the girls needed to talk to the boys, they would go through her as well.

Because of her good personality, popularity, and ability to chat with anyone, coupled with her good relationship with the class monitor and vice-monitor, she was close to the power center of Class Two and often shared the work of the academic committee member or the arts committee member.

He can be considered the top minister in the second-class cabinet, with authority over both superiors and subordinates, a true prime minister.

Anyone who dares to bully her will be suppressed by both the legitimate and criminal worlds.

“You two are more likely to argue if you sit close together,” Chen Wenxin said, offering a fair and insightful critique. “How about this, Yaoyao, I’ll switch seats with you so you can stop arguing.”

"Okay." Huang Yaoyao said with a bitter face, switching places with Chen Wenxin.

Chen Wenxin patted her head and sat down, remembering that Xu Lingxi was sitting a little behind her on her left. She should say hello, since Xixi was rather shy.

But once she turned her head, she could never look back.

Perhaps because they were preparing for a math class, the classroom was unusually quiet.

I could hear the cicadas chirping outside the window, the sound of the student in front of me twirling his pen, and the sound of him turning the pages of his book.

He stood ramrod straight, his jawline a sharp, defined line, wispy hair falling across his forehead, his collar casually open, revealing a sliver of his collarbone and the slight undulation of the muscles around his Adam's apple.

That was the natural leanness and sturdiness of a young man.