Wang Jiaqian's class was a general lecture open to all freshmen.
A general lecture, as the name suggests, was essentially optional.
However, because she was the counselor for Class 1 of Traditional Chinese Medicine, essentially the head of the class, the entire Class 1 of Traditional Chinese Medicine was required to attend.
Perhaps there wouldn't be that many people?
When Qin Yexuan rushed to the large lecture hall clutching his textbooks, he found it packed with a frightening number of people.
Even the corridor outside was filled with people.
And, ninety-nine percent of them were male.
Only a few female students from Class 1 of Traditional Chinese Medicine had already secured seats, and they now looked extremely awkward.
Qin Yexuan was also taken aback.
Was this the kind of excitement that filled Linzi when the old scholars of the Jixia Academy lectured and scholars from all over the world gathered?
A few male students gathered to the side, whispering into their phones.
"Do you know what that slut Wang Jiaqian is wearing today?"
"I do, someone's already taken pictures. She's really brave."
"Over-the-knee socks, my favorite."
"This beautiful Ms. Wang changes her outfit every day. I wonder what she does outside."
The male student directly flipped through his phone: "The day before yesterday it was black stockings, yesterday it was a miniskirt, and there was a camisole... Damn, coming to this school was worth it!"
With her bold attire and stunning beauty, Wang Jiaqian was now the number one "goddess" in the hearts of the school's male students.
These beasts weren't here for the class, they were here to see the beautiful Ms. Wang Jiaqian!
Qin Yexuan walked past them coldly, his fingers secretly flicking.
As he passed, smoke began to rise from all the mobile phones.
"What the hell is going on?"
"My phone!"
"Ah! Is it going to explode?"
There was a commotion, but it soon subsided.
Qin Yexuan also felt that Wang Jiaqian's attire was inappropriate, but that woman was his current "teacher"!
Always greatly valuing respect for teachers, he would not allow students to mock Wang Jiaqian like this.
He walked through the corridor and saw the preparation room.
With a flash of thought, he entered the restroom on the side, then climbed up the wall like a gecko, and through the ventilation duct above, he reached the space above the preparation room.
Inside, Wang Jiaqian was on the phone.
"I'm so sorry, I only realized I had to teach after I finished taking pictures, so I left without changing."
"Yes, yes, I know that being a clothing model requires a lot of time, and I'll do my best. I really need this part-time income."
"I'll return the outfit tonight, I apologize."
Wang Jiaqian sighed and rubbed her head.
Her salary as a teacher couldn't solve her family's problems, but she had to be strong.
During this time, she had been rushing to take studio model photos, and after receiving the meager pay, she never had time to remove her makeup and change.
As a result, the school was now buzzing with rumors.
"Alas, to pay for my sisters' medical treatment, I just have to endure."
Wang Jiaqian closed the window and door and quickly changed her clothes.
Above, Qin Yexuan understood the cause and effect and was immediately filled with respect. However, seeing the woman changing in the preparation room, he quickly closed his eyes and retreated like a gentleman.
He soon appeared in front of the preparation room door.
Inside, Wang Jiaqian's distressed voice could be heard: "Oh no, my jacket, I didn't bring my jacket! What do I do!"
Qin Yexuan immediately took off his jacket, hung it on the door, then knocked lightly and left.
Inside, Wang Jiaqian was wearing a small vest that barely covered her, with jeans below, but she was missing a jacket.
She didn't dare to go out like this.
She felt exposed.
A knock came from the door. Wang Jiaqian quickly wrapped herself in a t-shirt, quietly opened the door.
Hmm?
A black jacket was hanging on the door.
She instinctively took it and closed the door again.
Class was about to start, and she couldn't be late. It was her first time meeting Class 1 of Traditional Chinese Medicine, so she needed to be dignified, presentable, and punctual.
Thus, she had no time to hesitate.
Wang Jiaqian quickly put on the man's jacket, a sense of confusion growing within her.
Was someone eavesdropping?
So they knew her predicament and sent a jacket?
But was this person good or bad?
Hmm?
This jacket looked familiar.
Wang Jiaqian shook her head, gathered her teaching materials, and walked out.
There was an uproar outside, followed by a collective sigh of disappointment from the entire room.
Long pants, a jacket, and her hair tied back, she had instantly transformed into an ordinary female teacher. This attire caused half the people in the large classroom to leave.
The remaining few were from Song Qilin's small gang, the most audacious and lewd. At this moment, they deliberately blocked the hallway.
"Teacher Wang, what are you wearing? Where is the outfit you had on today? That was so beautiful."
Wang Jiaqian was furious: "Don't you know how to study properly? You're always thinking about those things, and you dare to say that? That outfit was work attire!"
This only made them misunderstand more.
The male students opposite showed lewd smiles: "What kind of work? Name your price, beautiful Ms. Wang, we brothers have money."
Wang Jiaqian picked up her textbook and prepared to hit them.
The male students opposite exchanged glances, and several of them lunged forward, forcing Wang Jiaqian towards the restroom.
One of them even took out his phone: "You slut, we've taken pictures of all the clothes you've worn these past few days. Do you want me to report you to the authorities? I'll make sure you can't even be a teacher."
Wang Jiaqian froze, her spirit completely crushed.
She needed this life-saving salary.
The few demons pressed closer, and one of them reached out to grab her jacket.
Just then, a somber voice echoed from the direction of the restroom: "Dare to extend another inch of your claw, and I'll break one of your hands!"
Who?
The male students turned to look. The corridor was dark and unlit, and in broad daylight, nothing could be seen.
The speaker must have been quite far away.
"What the hell?"
The male student reached out again to grab Wang Jiaqian.
Whoosh!
A white light flashed fiercely, and the male student's wrist burst with blood!
Ah! My God, my hand!
The male student clutched his wrist, jumping up and down.
Then the white light flashed again, and the remaining few spat blood, their teeth falling to the ground.
They supported each other, staggering away, and at the top of the stairs, they were hit by several more white lights. They immediately tumbled down the stairs, soiled their pants, and looked like they wouldn't be out of bed for months.
Wang Jiaqian was completely stunned, as if in a dream.
Who was this hero who saved the beauty?
She bravely walked inside, all the way to the depths of the restroom, but saw no one.
Turning back, she saw "weapons" rolling on the ground in the wind.
They were, inexplicably, several wads of toilet paper.
Could it be that the hero was in the restroom and injured those scoundrels with these paper balls?
This was a divine skill from martial arts novels!
Wang Jiaqian stood there for a long time, until the bell interrupted her shock.
Regardless of what happened, she had to find that person when she returned.
Wang Jiaqian remembered the person's voice. Was it a mature and handsome middle-aged man?
In the large lecture hall, only the students of Class 1 of Traditional Chinese Medicine remained.
There were already few students in the Traditional Chinese Medicine department, and even fewer in Class 1, only eleven in total, ten of whom were female.
The only male student studying Traditional Chinese Medicine was standing at the door, waiting for Wang Jiaqian.
"It's you?" Wang Jiaqian appeared, still shaken, her brow furrowed when she saw the male student. "You didn't attend the last class either, Qin Sheng, don't you take my words seriously?"