Li Yuan didn’t know that the moment he entered the classroom, a vixen had already set her sights on his body.
His gaze swept the room, cataloging the faces of most of the male and female students in his mind.
The boys were decent enough. In Li Yuan’s eyes, there were no ugly men, only lazy ones. If they learned how to dress well and act a little more confident, none of them would be lacking. Aside from a few pretty boys like Zhou Tianyu who were obsessed with their appearance, the other guys looked more or less the same to Li Yuan.
As for the girls in the class, none were exceptionally beautiful or breathtaking. Most of them were quite ordinary. After all, girls were a minority in Computer Science, which wasn’t a popular major at the time due to the economic crisis.
Only one girl who winked at him caught his attention. Her looks were passable, but she had seductive eyes that could seemingly draw a man in. More notably, her ample chest was like a bud on the verge of blooming, truly impressive.
It always seemed to be the case: the short ones were busty, and the tall ones were petite. There were very few exceptions, like Little Fish, Bai Weixi, or Little Moon. The truly top-tier beauties were perfect in every aspect—face, figure, and proportions—flawless, as if exquisitely crafted by the goddess Nuwa herself.
Suddenly, Li Yuan’s gaze shifted, landing on a girl in the corner by the south wall who caught his attention.
That girl in the far corner, the one with her head down... her side profile looks pretty good.
The girl was about ten meters away from him. After his rebirth, however, Li Yuan’s eyesight was the 5.0 PLUS final enhanced version, allowing him to see her clearly even from a distance.
For some reason, she sat all alone in the corner seat by the wall. She was dressed very plainly in long pants and a long-sleeved jacket, reminiscent of a high school uniform that had faded from countless washes. She wore her black hair in a simple ponytail, which obscured her profile. She wasn’t dressed flamboyantly like the other students, who were all eager to showcase their charms at the first class meeting for the new freshmen.
Seeing this girl, an image subconsciously flashed through Li Yuan’s mind: he was back in his first year of high school, sitting in the back row, looking at the profile of a girl in front of him. That girl’s name was Bai Weixi, the unrequited first love of his past life.
Based on his experience from two lifetimes, girls with a profile like that were usually very beautiful.
Li Yuan only looked for a moment before averting his gaze. It felt impolite to stare.
"Guys, we’re about to meet our instructor. I heard she’s a very sexy and mature lady," Liu Jia said excitedly, constantly peering toward the door.
Wu Hao also looked on with anticipation. "Really? How beautiful could she be? Is she as pretty as Yuan’s girlfriend?"
"You’ll have to ask Tianyu about that. He’s the designated class president, so he’s already met our instructor several times." Liu Jia then nudged Zhou Tianyu with his elbow. "Tianyu, tell us, who’s prettier? Our instructor or Yuan’s girlfriend?"
Before Zhou Tianyu could speak, Li Yuan cut in, "Don’t talk nonsense. I’m still single. What am I supposed to do if rumors like that get out and I can’t find a girlfriend? Are you going to take responsibility for that?"
Liu Jia’s eyes widened. "No way, Yuan! After everything that happened, you still won’t admit she’s your girlfriend?"
Li Yuan shot Liu Jia a glare, a chiding smile on his face. "Liu Jia, can you cut the crap? You’re looking for trouble, aren’t you? She and I are just friends."
Liu Jia muttered under his breath, "Fine, fine. You’ve already kissed, but you’re ’just friends.’ Whatever you say."
Zhou Tianyu’s voice was suddenly tense. "Quiet down. The instructor you’ve all been waiting for is here."
"Where? Where is she? I have to see how beautiful she is."
Just then, a sexy, mature woman entered the room. She wore a floral long dress and high heels, her hair was elegantly pinned up, and her lips were painted a light, powdery red. She was about 1.65 meters tall.
She walked straight to the lecture podium and began with a smile, "Hello, everyone. I’m your class instructor, Qi Siyu. You can all call me Mrs. Qi."
Being freshmen who had just started university, the students were still quite obedient. They replied in unison, "Hello, Mrs. Qi!"
The moment Instructor Qi Siyu entered the room, all eyes—both male and female—were fixed on her, and whispers immediately broke out.
"Damn, that’s our instructor? She’s on a whole other level," Liu Jia exclaimed, his eyes wide with a mixture of shock and delight.
Yi Jing asked curiously, "What do you mean, ’another level’? Isn’t Mrs. Qi great?"
Liu Jia murmured, "She’s excessively beautiful. She’s completely captivated me."
"Damn it, Liu Jia, you perv! How dare you have ideas about Mrs. Qi?" Zhou Tianyu glared, slapping him on the shoulder.
Unfazed, Liu Jia asked, "Tianyu, does Mrs. Qi have a boyfriend? She doesn’t look that much older than us, does she?"
"That’s a stupid question. A woman as beautiful as Mrs. Qi? Of course she has a boyfriend."
It wasn’t just the boys; the girls were whispering amongst themselves too.
"Yanni, I think the instructor looks a bit too gaudy," said Wang Jierong. "Her makeup is too heavy, she’s giving off this seductive vibe, and she’s even wearing a short skirt..."
"Jierong, I think she’s pretty," Fang Yanni replied. "She has a mature, intellectual kind of beauty. See? All the guys in our class are quietly talking about her."
Wang Jierong snorted. "Not only are the guys in our class low-quality, but their taste is also mediocre. When I came in, there wasn’t nearly this much of a fuss."
"Jierong, I think you’re missing the point," Fang Yanni gently reminded her.
"What point did I miss?"
"Mrs. Qi is our instructor, and she’s also very beautiful. Think about it... isn’t that thrilling?"
Qi Siyu tucked a stray strand of hair, her delicate features radiating a mature and intellectual beauty. "Starting today, I will be your instructor for the next four years of university. I’m very fortunate to meet all of you, and I hope we can all become friends."
A few of the bolder male students responded enthusiastically, "We’re lucky too, Mrs. Qi."
"Meeting you is a fortune of three lifetimes!"
"Mrs. Qi, can I be your male friend?"
Qi Siyu’s seductive eyes swept over the boys who had spoken. She seemed entirely unfazed, replying with a teasing smile, "Of course, you can. The question is, are you brave enough?"
"Mrs. Qi, are you single? Do you need a boyfriend?"
"Mrs. Qi, if you already have a boyfriend, would you mind swapping him out? Or maybe adding another one would be fine, too."
This time, Qi Siyu didn’t answer. Instead, she tapped the chalkboard eraser on the desk, and the room instantly fell silent.
"Alright, class, quiet down. We’ve strayed a bit from the topic!" she said. "I’ll tell you all later whether I have a boyfriend or not. For now, let’s have everyone come up and introduce themselves."
"Oh, and one more thing. Since you’re all freshmen and your military training begins tomorrow, we need to select a temporary class president. If anyone is interested in running, you can include your campaign speech during your self-introduction."
With these words, a buzz started among the students. After all, the very reason they had dressed so flamboyantly and meticulously applied their makeup today was for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to present themselves.
Qi Siyu continued in her gentle voice, "Who would like to be the first to come up and perform... ahem, I mean, present themselves?"