Having learned from his previous experience, Lin Yu decided to play it smart this time.
Afraid that the moment he prepared to "load his bullets," his senior would pull another "I'm a proper teacher" act, he simply chose to do nothing and silently watched Tang Yimian's performance.
This scene didn’t inspire Lin Yu to recite poetry.
Instead, it reminded him of the time he had guided his senior in writing a novel in her room.
Back then, her feelings must have been the same as his now.
Whenever something felt off, the other party would adopt a "sincere and righteous" demeanor, leaving him with no room to argue.
The dream world reflects a person’s subconscious.
Which meant…
His senior had sensed something off about his teaching methods but still acknowledged their effectiveness?
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Damn!
This dream dive was totally worth it.
This crucial clue would be incredibly useful for his future plans.
During the previous two teaching sessions, Lin Yu had worried that his methods were too extreme and might backfire.
If he left a shadow in his senior’s heart, continuing their sessions would become difficult.
But the ongoing dream now gave him immense confidence.
Next time!
No matter what he did, no matter how extreme his methods…
His senior would definitely allow it!
In that case…
Why not reinforce the idea of "silent acceptance" and let his senior see for herself…
How a proper student should behave in such a situation!
"Teacher, I know this is part of the performance-based teaching method, but… I’m still a little nervous."
"What should I do now? Can you tell me?"
Ask if you don’t understand!
Faced with a questioning student, Tang Yimian’s professional ethics wouldn’t allow her to ignore it.
Just as Lin Yu expected.
His question instantly snapped Tang Yimian back to her primary persona.
"Lin Yu, we were just immersed in the performance-based teaching atmosphere. We shouldn’t break character so easily."
"If you feel uncomfortable at any point, just say the ‘safe word’ we agreed on, and I’ll stop immediately."
"Next time, don’t interrupt me randomly, okay?"
"Following typical web novel logic, when I’ve already taken the initiative to show goodwill, you should respond with some ambiguous actions."
"For example, placing your hand on my leg or around my waist—either works."
Lin Yu nodded as if he understood.
But internally, he was speechless.
A safe word?
They’d never discussed one!
Just as he was about to ask, Tang Yimian’s gaze shifted back to its earlier seductive charm.
She scooted even closer to him.
Lin Yu: "…"
At this rate, she might as well sit on his lap.
Or maybe they could share the same chair.
Having missed his chance to ask about the safe word, Lin Yu decided not to disrupt the mood again.
Fine, no questions then.
Once things started, there was no stopping…
Somehow, it mirrored his own teaching style.
Truly, bad habits are easier to pick up than good ones.
But this time, at least Lin Yu knew what he could do.
With his senior’s permission, he wasn’t going to hold back!
Lin Yu reached out and placed his hand on the smooth thigh pressed against him.
The texture of Tang Yimian’s skin needed no description—it was like gripping a cool, flawless jade, impossibly smooth.
Then—
Smack!
Lin Yu sucked in a sharp breath: "!!!"
The merciless teaching whip landed precisely on the back of his hand.
The cool touch instantly turned into a burning sting.
"I told you to write, so why is your hand there?"
"Is my leg a pen or a notebook?"
"Lin Yu, you’re the most distractible student I’ve ever taught!"
Lin Yu: "???"
And you’re the most split-personality teacher I’ve ever met!
That’s not what you said earlier—how can you flip so fast?
Or…
Was this exactly what his senior wanted?
Did she enjoy these painfully twisted games?
No way to stop and ask now. He had no choice but to push forward.
When you’re this exasperated, words just fail you.
Alright, fine.
If that’s how you wanna play.
Lin Yu swore silently to himself:
No matter how much his senior tempted him, he wouldn’t react!
He absolutely wouldn’t give her another chance to "educate" him!
Physical attacks that ignored defense… really freaking hurt!
Rubbing his stinging hand, Lin Yu forced out an apology:
"Sorry, teacher. I got distracted again."
"I’ll keep writing now. No more distractions, I promise."
The moment he said this, Tang Yimian switched modes again.
She gently cradled Lin Yu’s left hand—the one she’d just struck—and spoke softly:
"Teacher only hit you for your own good."
"If you can’t even focus, how will you ever learn to write novels properly?"
"Does it hurt? Maybe I hit you a little too hard."
As she spoke, she rubbed the reddened spot with her palm.
This time, Lin Yu didn’t find it pleasurable at all.
Instead, a chill ran down his spine…
Don’t Talk to Strangers vibes!
His senior’s acting as a split-personality yandere was way too convincing.
So convincing it didn’t even feel like acting…
Stay calm.
Now wasn’t the time to panic!
He was goddamn Ysera—who had he ever feared in a dream?
If flirting got him beaten, then aside from flirting, there was another popular trope for male leads these days…
The Dragon King!
Today, he’d play the role of a campus Dragon King!
Heh.
Lin Yu smirked, curling his lips in disdain.
The look of utter arrogance made Tang Yimian freeze momentarily.
Since the act wasn’t over yet, she had to follow his lead.
"Lin Yu, what are you laughing at?" Tang Yimian asked suspiciously.
Perfect question!
This was his chance to seize back control.
Lin Yu pulled his hand free, gripped Tang Yimian’s chin, and tugged her face closer.
"Teacher, do you really think I’d be interested in an older woman?"
"Don’t be naive. Do you have any idea how many pretty girls are around me?"
"Plenty are lining up to get close. I know exactly what you all want."
"Are you the fifteenth or sixteenth? Heh…"
"Lost count, honestly."
"Save your effort. I’m not interested in you."
With that, he flicked his wrist, tossing Tang Yimian’s face aside.
So satisfying.
After being lectured half to death, he was finally back in the educator’s seat!
His head wasn’t made of dough!
As for Tang Yimian, she turned back to him in stunned silence, eyes wide with shock.
Then…
Plop. Plop.
Tears started falling.
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Oh no, oh no—
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