Chapter Twenty-Eight: Yours Is Far Too Big

“Elite student?” On the campus path, as Nangong Yuchen hurried toward Class 12 of the first year, he began to recall in his mind what he knew about these three words.

Star Academy—Elite Students. They wore special uniforms, had special teachers, special courses, utterly different from ordinary students. They were a unique, independent class within Star Academy.

Because they were the ones—those who could, with absolute certainty, break through to first-stage physical prowess before turning eighteen; moreover, they were the most outstanding among them. Every single one came from a family with a military rank that ranked among the very top in Ruxia City.

They were truly the “chosen sons and daughters of heaven.”

And among the elite students, there was no distinction between first, second, or third year—they all attended classes together, regardless of grade. As for the specific courses and detailed list of students, Nangong Yuchen was unclear. He had only been here for three months and hadn’t paid much attention to this aspect. All he knew was that among the elite students, there was the woman he loved most—Mu Ningxue—and the enemy he hated most—Lu Shijie. Beyond these, he knew no others, not counting Cheng Shiyu whom he had just met today.

At the thought of the name Lu Shijie, his body trembled, and his whole demeanor turned gloomy.

If not for him, how could his family have been shattered? If not for him, how could Kexin still refuse to forgive him? If not for him, how could he have been separated from the girl he liked most?

Lu Shijie—the enemy he dreamed of killing!

It was precisely because of this that he had come to Star Academy.

Because someday, he would personally kill him and destroy the Lu family.

Lost in hatred, he had already reached the door of Class 12’s classroom.

At this moment, Mo Liwei, with one arm behind his back, was speaking loudly, explaining the basics of human physical cultivation.

“Physical training: strength, speed, neural reflexes!”

“Strength in physical training represents attack power, body strength, and physical defense. Speed represents attack speed, bodily speed, and agility. Neural reflexes stand for ranged attack, neural sensing, and attack locking.”

“When you break through to first-stage physical prowess and have mecha equipment, the three types of mecha are called: strength and defense mecha; attack and speed mecha; and long-range bombardment mecha.”

“So, if you truly wish to step outside the immense crystal wall surrounding Ruxia, then train hard and break through to the first stage! The real sky is not the blue we gaze at outside our window!”

Mo Liwei’s teaching style, as always, was a mixture of gravity and dreams.

Just then, Nangong Yuchen interrupted, “Reporting!”

Hearing movement at the door, Mo Liwei turned, looked at Nangong Yuchen standing outside, and said, “Hurry in!”

Nangong Yuchen thanked him and quickly returned to his seat.

The lesson continued.

On ordinary days, the students might have already started mocking and jeering, but today, everyone silently watched Nangong Yuchen walk in, and no one uttered a word of criticism.

In those pairs of eyes, Nangong Yuchen felt clearly—respect! In this world, it was the respect reserved for those with strong abilities.

“Nangong, what’s wrong?” At his seat, Le Han, still with his arm and head wrapped in bandages, saw Nangong’s gloomy face and lowered his head, softly expressing concern.

Nangong Yuchen did not want to say much, but instead asked after Le Han’s injuries, and together they listened attentively to the lesson.

“Ding ding~~”

The class soon ended. As Mo Liwei left, Nangong Yuchen was about to consult Le Han about the mecha shop, when Angel, seated in the front row, walked over.

“Nangong Yuchen, the homeroom teacher wants you in her office.”

After saying this, she turned and walked away, her cold expression seemingly still angry about what happened Saturday.

Watching her departing figure, Nangong Yuchen wanted to apologize, but the words stuck in his throat; he felt the girl before him was too tricky and mysterious, and every time she seemed to have him at her mercy. He hated this feeling, so it was better to keep her at a distance.

“Nangong, didn’t you go on a date with Angel last week? Why is she suddenly so cold to you?” Le Han beside him asked, puzzled. Then a flash of inspiration crossed his face, and he grinned slyly, “Did you do something beastly to her? That was a wild date in such beautiful scenery…”

“Don’t talk nonsense!” Nangong Yuchen smacked him on the head and said, “I’m going to see the homeroom teacher.”

He hurried out of the classroom, heading for the teacher’s office.

Since it was break time, everyone was playing with their phones. Just then, someone shouted, “Quick, Nangong’s video is on the Star Academy community!”

The students, curious, took out their phones and clicked in.

Soon, the classroom was abuzz, beginning with shocked voices, “Whoa! Nangong actually fought an elite student!”

“And it was Cheng Shiyu from the Lu family!”

“Amazing!”

Soon, as Nangong fell behind and was beaten by Cheng Shiyu, some voices changed.

“Haha… I told you, he’s asking for trouble, even dared to challenge my goddess!”

“Exactly, he thinks just because his test scores are good, he can compare to the elite students, what a joke!”

These voices didn’t last long. As Nangong Yuchen fell to the ground and Cheng Shiyu raised her foot to step on him, the class exploded!

After all, the video was shot close-up, unlike the view at the scene, and the students noticed… Nangong Yuchen saw the scenery under Cheng Shiyu’s skirt, and afterwards, their embarrassed reactions.

“Damn… Nangong is such a beast! Even my goddess… sob! Don’t stop me, I want to fight Nangong Yuchen to the death!”

“Ah… I never thought Nangong would…”

Many girls in the class, struck by emotion, thought of their own short skirts and subconsciously tugged at their hems.

“Nangong, you… you’re really my boss!” Le Han saw that exciting segment, his mouth forming an O, deeply admiring his good brother Nangong Yuchen.

But Nangong Yuchen knew nothing of what was happening in the classroom. He now stood opposite Shangguan Luohua’s desk, looking at the beautiful, voluptuous homeroom teacher before him.

“Tell me, why did you hide your physical abilities during the last two months of testing?” Shangguan Luohua asked, correcting papers and rubbing her reddened eyes.

“Uh…” Nangong Yuchen didn’t know how to answer, so he repeated, “Honestly, I don’t know why I hid them!”

“Bang!” Shangguan Luohua put down her pen, looked up sternly, “Nangong Yuchen, I warn you, answer me honestly. I don’t have time for jokes.”

“Oh…” Nangong Yuchen had expected her to be angry, but she wasn’t; after two days, her attitude shift unsettled him. “Isn’t it said that one should keep a low profile? I just acted low-key during the last two tests…”

He was rambling; he had actually wanted to shine in the first test, but his physical abilities were really poor. As for the sudden overnight boost, no one would believe it if he told, so he could only follow everyone’s assumptions and tough it out.

“Low-key?!” Shangguan Luohua rubbed her eyes again and leaned forward, glaring, “If you were low-key, would you have suddenly exposed all three physical abilities last time?”

“Uh…” Nangong Yuchen was speechless, not expecting the teacher to block all his excuses. Seeing her questioning gaze, he felt guilty, unconsciously shifted his eyes, and lowered his head.

But as he inadvertently looked down, his body instantly stiffened.

Because in his line of sight, there was a snowy white ravine.

He had been standing upright, while Shangguan Luohua sat in her chair, separated by the desk—normally, nothing would be visible. But as she leaned forward in her questioning, he was suddenly confronted by a blood-stirring scene.

He felt those ample curves were barely restrained, threatening to burst forth, and the mature allure of her figure was lethal to someone as inexperienced as himself.

“Hmm?” Shangguan Luohua sensed Nangong Yuchen’s oddity, noticed his slightly heated gaze fixed straight at her…

She instantly realized, sat up straight.

That morning, she had nearly been late and hurried, breaking into a sweat; back in the office, she had unfastened two rows of buttons at her collar, and while grading papers, forgotten all about it… resulting in this.

“Nangong Yuchen! Give me an honest explanation now, or don’t blame me for being harsh!” To cover her fluster, she reverted to the tigress of Nangong Yuchen’s memory.

“Uh… Teacher!” Nangong Yuchen’s heart thudded; before, offending her for grades was one thing, but today he’d actually profaned the teacher—he was speechless, not knowing how it happened!

He quickly stammered, “I… I really didn’t mean it, who knew yours was so big… I wasn’t looking down… No, no…”

Shangguan Luohua had already managed to cover up, but never expected this boy’s head to be so muddled. When she asked about his physical abilities, he tried to explain this embarrassing matter… making it worse with every word…

She roared, “Get out! Submit a written apology tomorrow, or else…”

Before she finished, Nangong Yuchen had bolted.

After he completely left, Shangguan Luohua shook her head speechlessly and quickly buttoned her collar, muttering, “Annoying brat!”