Rebirth of Bloody Romance

At this moment, Zhong Yuemin was standing upright on the spacious and bright podium. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his expression was focused and serious, as if the whole world was left with only these eager students in front of him and the knowledge he imparted.

Zhong Yuemin was seen holding a piece of chalk, writing down important formulas and key points on the blackboard from time to time, then turning to face the students and explaining the course content in an orderly manner in a loud and clear voice.

Zhong Yuemin's voice was loud and resonant in the huge classroom. Every word and sentence seemed to carry magic, breaking down those complex and obscure knowledge points and delivering them to every student in an easy-to-understand way.

At this moment, all the students were immersed in this thick learning atmosphere. They stared at the figure who was talking above the podium, and listened attentively to every word uttered by Zhong Yuemin.

However, in this quiet and focused atmosphere, a subtle movement suddenly broke the silence. A student sitting in the middle of the classroom slowly raised his right hand. The hand was not raised too high at first, but in this silent environment, it was like a bright light in the darkness, instantly attracting Zhong Yuemin's attention.

Zhong Yuemin paused his lecture for a moment, a look of concern quickly emerged on his face, and then he asked in a gentle tone, "Student, what's the matter? Do you have any questions about what I just said?"

The boy who raised his hand hesitated for a moment after hearing the teacher's question, and then stood up suddenly. He pointed at another boy not far away and shouted, "Teacher Zhong, he's a hooligan!"

The informant was a slightly thin boy, who looked much thinner than his peers. His young and immature face revealed a sense of determination and courage.

In sharp contrast, the person being reported, a relatively sturdy boy, sat there blankly, his face full of confusion, obviously still not fully aware of what was happening, and seemed to have no idea why he was suddenly reported.

When Zhong Yuemin heard this sudden report, he was slightly stunned. It was as if a stone had been thrown into his heart, and ripples appeared, and at the same time, an indescribable feeling of difficulty surged.

For a long time, in everyone’s inherent cognition, the so-called "being a hooligan" usually refers to inappropriate and improper behavior between men and women.

Zhong Yuemin also thinks so. If he had known it was the 80s now!

But now the situation in front of him is that boys are harassing boys! Is this considered hooliganism? Zhong Yuemin felt that his mind was in chaos, and suddenly felt that this problem was very tricky.

However, just when Zhong Yuemin was feeling confused, the gazes of all the students in the class were fixed on him like blazing flames.

Without exception, those bright eyes were filled with anticipation. They waited quietly, hoping that the teacher would give a fair, just and reasonable result.

Under the eager gazes of many students, Zhong Yuemin deeply understood that he absolutely could not choose to escape or ignore this issue. No matter what, he had to find out the truth behind the whole incident as soon as possible.

So, Zhong Yuemin took a deep breath, calmed himself down quickly, and then asked the boy who reported it very seriously, "My classmate, did he touch you there?"

Hearing Zhong Yuemin's straightforward question, the students in the classroom suddenly burst into laughter as if they were ignited.

In that slightly old classroom, the sunlight shines through the mottled window glass and onto the desks.

At this time, the boy who reported the incident was standing there, his face flushed as if he had been burned by fire, his eyes revealing a hint of shyness and panic. "Teacher Zhong, he, he didn't touch me."

Zhong Yuemin's originally calm face suddenly became a little surprised, and his eyes widened, full of doubt and confusion. He leaned forward slightly, staring at the boy in front of him, as if he wanted to see more information from his face, and then slowly asked, "Well, did he kiss you?"

Although Zhong Yuemin's voice was not loud, it was very clear in the quiet classroom, and every word seemed to hit everyone's heart. Zhong Yuemin thought to himself, could it be that the openness of comrades nowadays has exceeded his imagination! In his opinion, people in the 80s were relatively conservative, and such behavior seemed a bit beyond common sense.

When the students in the classroom heard Zhong Yuemin ask this question again, they laughed even harder.

After hearing this, the boy's face turned even redder, as red as a ripe apple, as if blood could drip out. He waved his hands hastily and stammered, "No, no."

Zhong Yuemin was even more curious now. In his memory, the hooliganism in the 80s was nothing more than these, such as touching and bumping. He really couldn't think of any other ways. So, he frowned and asked further, "My classmate, why do you say he is a hooligan?"

Zhong Yuemin scanned the classroom, trying to find some clues from the surrounding environment or the students' expressions.

You know, in such an open class, it is impossible for two people to do anything too private, after all, there are so many people watching. Zhong Yuemin was even more curious, what exactly was considered hooliganism?

The boy took a deep breath, then slowly raised his hand, pointed at another student and said, "Teacher Zhong, there is a very rogue poster tucked into his book. I saw it with my own eyes."

"Rogue poster?"

Zhong Yuemin understood what was going on after hearing this. He knew that in the relatively conservative 80s, people often had a broad definition of "hooliganism", and some images that might be slightly provocative in later generations might have been considered immoral or hooliganism at the time.

Zhong Yuemin smiled, with a hint of amusement and understanding in his smile. He said to the boy who was reported and was sitting uncomfortably on the chair, "Student, please take it out and let the teacher have a look at it!"

The boy's face turned redder when he heard this, and he clenched his hands unconsciously, as if the secret hidden in the pages of the book might jump out at any time and be exposed to everyone. He looked up at Zhong Yuemin, his eyes showing both the desire for help and the embarrassment and fear of being exposed.

Seeing the other party's helpless look, Zhong Yuemin shook his head helplessly, with a gentle smile on his face. He took a step forward, walked lightly to the boy's side, and without waiting for the other party's consent, he gently opened the boy's book.

Between the pages of the book, a neatly folded poster quietly appeared, and the pattern printed on it was faintly visible. It was a poster full of artistic sense.

"Teacher Zhong, you..." When the boy saw Zhong Yuemin taking the poster, his heart tightened. He wanted to say something to stop him, but he was afraid that his tone was too harsh and would annoy this seemingly easy-going but actually majestic teacher.

Zhong Yuemin opened the paper accused of being a "rogue poster" with a hint of curiosity and expectation, but what he saw was the classic image of actress Vivien Leigh. He couldn't help but laugh. This poster was nothing special, showing Vivien Leigh's incomparable beauty and temperament.

This poster looks very ordinary. It has no gorgeous decorations or special designs. It just lies there quietly, showing Vivien Leigh's familiar and charming face.

If we have to find any connection between it and the word "rogue", it is probably that Vivien Leigh's image on the poster is too frank.

She has an open mind and displays her beauty and confidence without reservation. She looks like a person of temperament and her uninhibited temperament seems to overflow from the poster.

Looking at Vivien Leigh herself, she has a very beautiful face, as if it is a work of art carefully carved by God.

Every subtle expression reveals her rich inner emotions, which makes people can't help but be moved. Her facial features are three-dimensional and delicate, as if they were outlined with the most delicate brushstrokes, and every line is just right, showing the feminine beauty without losing the tough temperament.

Especially the slender eyebrows, curved like a crescent, add some gentleness and tenderness to her face. "Gone with the Wind" starring Vivien Leigh is undoubtedly a classic in her acting career.

On the screen, the image of Hescarlett she played was deeply rooted in people's hearts, as if she herself was the character. She portrayed Hescarlett's tenderness and charm vividly, and at the same time cleverly integrated her own personality characteristics, making the character more vivid and three-dimensional.

Vivien Leigh's eyes showed both the desire and pursuit for love, as well as the determination and persistence in life; there was always a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, which was both heartwarming and a little cunning.

Such eyes and smiles, in their tenderness, reveal an indescribable tenacity and unruliness. Those gray-blue eyes, sometimes full of affection, sometimes flashing with cunning light, seem to be able to capture the hearts of all men in an instant, making countless men fall for her and be moved by her.

So, it is not uncommon for a single man to have a Vivien Leigh poster. After all, who wouldn't want to have a piece of this charming actress...

Zhong Yuemin opened the poster and showed it to the student who reported it. "Student, don't you think it's beautiful?"

The student replied, "Teacher, this is spiritual pollution, we must resolutely abandon it."

Zhong Yuemin said nonchalantly, "I think it's pretty nice. It's pleasing to the eyes. It's necessary to cultivate aesthetic taste."

Finally, Zhong Yuemin handed the poster back to the student, his eyes revealing a calm and understanding look. He knows very well that for some things, arguing will only make the situation more complicated, and the real wisdom lies in understanding and tolerance.

"Okay, let's leave it at that! Everyone has their own preferences and opinions, but the important thing is that we learn to respect and understand others. Although this poster has caused some disturbances, it also gives us the opportunity to delve into some deeper issues."

Zhong Yuemin looked around the classroom, his eyes lingering on each student's face for a moment, as if silently conveying some kind of message. "Remember, true maturity is not about blindly denying or affirming, but about making your own judgment based on understanding."

The student who says this is spiritual pollution may be so lustful that he does not even let go of his own hands, but he will still insist that he is not lustful and that he is a person of firm thoughts.

Most of the students saw the poster, and it was indeed very frank and artistic, but their faces showed disdain, but their eyes betrayed them. From a physiological point of view, this kind of look is very difficult to conceal.

Men's love for looking at beautiful women does not mean they are morally corrupt, but rather it is a very natural conditioned reflex.

Someone has done a survey and found that when seeing a beautiful woman, except for children, all men, no matter whether they are young, middle-aged or old, and regardless of race, wealth, status, ability or health condition, have the same initial direct reaction: Second Battalion Commander, where is my Italian cannon?

Most of the students were surprised by Zhong Yuemin's gentle revelation, and he even dared to say that he liked it too!

He actually dared to say openly in class that he likes topless foreign women!

Is Teacher Zhong crazy?

"Teacher Zhong, how can you say that?" A student couldn't help but stand up, with a questioning tone. "This is in class!"

Zhong Yuemin smiled slightly, his eyes revealing a calm and confident look. "Students, there is nothing wrong with me liking beauty. Beauty transcends national boundaries and cultures, and it is a treasure shared by all mankind. Vivien Leigh's beauty is open and artistic. It touched my inner emotions and made me feel the power of beauty."

Zhong Yuemin paused, looked around the class, and continued, "However, liking beauty does not mean indulging one's desires. We must learn to control our emotions and use reason to face the various temptations in life. This is the quality that a mature person should possess."

The students listened to Zhong Yuemin's words, some nodded in agreement, while others still looked confused.

At this moment, as if driven by some emotion, Zhong Yuemin unconsciously said, "Well, to be honest, she's so beautiful that it makes me tremble."

This sentence completely ignited the powder keg in the classroom. The students in the classroom shouted in their hearts: "Teacher Zhong, your face fell to the ground!"

"Teacher Zhong, do you still have any shame?"

In class, some students expressed their admiration for Zhong Yuemin, believing that he was a gentleman who dared to face his own heart and be honest.

However, some students still have reservations, believing that his behavior is too indulgent and damages the image of a teacher.