"Today, what we're going to discuss is how to judge a person's character from their appearance," Hao Jian suddenly said.
"Teacher, that's not right, didn't you say this class was about boosting virility?"
The male students were unhappy. They had been promised a display of virility, so why the sudden change of plans?
"We'll leave that to the next lesson; today we'll discuss this," Hao Jian said expressionlessly. Just moments ago, he had been infuriated by Che Xiaoxiao, and he wouldn't be content without getting back at her.
The male students all joined in the mockery, thoroughly dissatisfied with Hao Jian's last-minute change of plans.
"Everyone shut up! Otherwise, I'll turn you all into statues!" Hao Jian chastised, his gaze sweeping threateningly over the male students.
With that, the male students could only obediently shut their mouths, subduing under Hao Jian's tyrannical power.
Hao Jian then continued, "Traditional Chinese Medicine emphasizes four principles: inspection, smelling, questioning, and pulse-taking! Today, we are talking about the inspection!"
"Inspection, as the name implies, is about observing, evaluating someone's complexion to assess their qi and diagnose the root of illness. But what you don't know is that, in Traditional Chinese Medicine, observation can also be combined with fortune telling to judge a person's character."
"Teacher, isn't that just what we commonly refer to as 'judging people'?" a girl said.
"Right, your phrase is very similar, but the observation I'm talking about is much more detailed and accurate," Hao Jian said with a smile.
"Let's have a classmate demonstrate then. Che Xiaoxiao, come up here!"
Che Xiaoxiao outright refused. She knew Hao Jian was planning to bully her; she wasn't going to fall for his tricks.
"If you don't come up, I'll deduct your credits and you won't graduate!" Hao Jian glared as he spoke.
"Deduct them, see if I care,"
Che Xiaoxiao scoffed. She couldn't care less about graduation certificates; she was just here to kill time.
"Furthermore, I'll call your mother to school. I think you also wouldn't want me to meet your mom, right?" Hao Jian suddenly said with a sinister smirk.
"You jerk." Che Xiaoxiao muttered under her breath and walked towards Hao Jian.
She indeed didn't want her mom to meet Hao Jian, not because she feared her mom finding out she had messed up, but because she worried about Hao Jian's indecent intentions towards her mother.
Che Xiaoxiao stood next to Hao Jian, glaring at him irritably.
"Look at her, nose tip upturned, big eyes, mouth puckered up; born with an air of superiority, typical of someone who is arrogantly self-assured," Hao Jian fired off immediately.
Che Xiaoxiao clenched her teeth in anger, about to explode, but Hao Jian wasn't going to give her the chance.
"And look at her, broad forehead, wide chin, frog-like mouth, signifies she's lazy and sly, full of nefarious schemes, and if she ever gets married, her libido will be exceptionally strong!" Hao Jian chuckled mischievously.
The crowd roared with laughter.
"Hao Jian!" Che Xiaoxiao's face turned green with fury, her eyes glaring murderously at Hao Jian, now truly contemplating killing him.
But Hao Jian acted as if he hadn't heard the protest and continued pointing at Che Xiaoxiao:
"After the face, let's observe her figure. Although there's not much to see, for the sake of our lesson, please reluctantly keep looking."
The crowd laughed again.
"Looking at her figure, does it remind you of anything?" Hao Jian smiled mysterly at the audience.
The crowd shook their heads; what could Che Xiaoxiao's figure possibly remind them of?
"You don't know? It's like an elephant playing with a bucket at an airport," Hao Jian laughed heartily.
"Teacher, what does that mean?" a student asked, puzzled.
"So dull! It means elephant legs, airport runway, bucket waist, hahahaha," Hao Jian laughed so hard he almost ran out of breath, touched by his own sense of humor.
Meanwhile, Che Xiaoxiao was fuming, staring fixedly at Hao Jian. After hesitating for a couple of seconds, she lunged onto Hao Jian's back.
"I'll make you talk!" Che Xiaoxiao glared, biting down on the back of Hao Jian's neck.
Dare you call me flat-chested; I'll show you!
"Ow." Hao Jian screamed in agony and yelled, "The student is assaulting the teacher! Call security!"
"Should we call security?"
"Call what, you fool? They are just flirting; do you even understand?"
Moments later, Che Xiaoxiao, pointing at the bruised and barely able to open his eyes Hao Jian, said:
"Classmates, look at him; squinty eyes, thin lips, inherently lecherous, asymmetrical face smelling foul, a big man yet sporting smoky makeup, utterly disgusting! Simply a pervert!"
The crowd was speechless, realizing his squinty eyes and uneven face resulted from Che Xiaoxiao's punches, and his panda eyes she described as smoky makeup were also due to her.
"Mother of god, mother of god," Hao Jian laid on the ground muttering continuously, tears streaming down his face.
"Che Xiaoxiao, how could you be so excessive? You actually beat the teacher up ?"
The female students disapproved—they had yet to protect their beloved Hao Jian, yet Che Xiaoxiao was beating him as if he were her own child.
Hao Jian's face, initially rather delicate, now looked like Pig Head Three.
"Me, excessive? Didn't you hear what he just said about me?" Che Xiaoxiao said angrily, snorting disdainfully, thinking: A bunch of silly fangirls!
"The teacher was teaching us how to read faces, not deliberately targeting you. Did you have to hit him so hard?"
"Exactly, do you think the teacher really couldn't beat you? He once subdued five or six strong men by himself. He let you hit him because a good man doesn't fight with a woman."
"Look, you made the teacher cry; how wronged he must feel!"
"Yes, yes, I feel so wronged,"
Hao Jian nodded vigorously.
"Che Xiaoxiao, you really went too far, teacher, don't be sad, we won't let her bully you,"
At this moment, other female students also came over to comfort Hao Jian.
"Are you all blinded by lust?" Hao Jian said exasperatedly, thinking that when women become lustful, they are even scarier than men.