After Transmigrating for the Third Time, the Real Young Master Decides to Slouch - Chapter 19

Jiang Zao walked leisurely toward the restroom on that floor. The closer he got to his destination, the fewer people there were. By the time he arrived, Jiang Zao could no longer see anyone else.

According to the information, the students in his class had only occupied the men’s restroom. That was not surprising. There were only two girls in the class. Dai Chu would never take part in something so boring and childish, and Song Jintong alone did not have that much ability. Presumably, the boys were also too embarrassed to enter the women’s restroom. But the men’s and women’s restrooms were right next to each other. With something like this happening, the girls from other classes would not dare come over either.

Jiang Zao shook his head. What were those people thinking? Even he felt embarrassed just hearing about something like blocking a restroom, yet they had actually gone and done it. Though they were quite creative. Whether this matter was vulgar or not aside, it was truly outrageous and pulled in hatred to the maximum.

Two people were blocking the entrance. As soon as they saw someone coming, they immediately shouted, “Get lost, get lost! This place belongs to our Class 19—”

The voice stopped abruptly.

Jiang Zao smiled. “Mm?”

The arrogant expression from a moment ago instantly turned disdainful. Jiang Zao remembered that his name was Ren Hao, Song Jintong’s deskmate. During class, Song Jintong would use him as a model and put makeup on his face. As for the other one, he was Guan Junjie, who read dirty books under Jiang Zao’s nose every day.

Ren Hao, whose eyeliner had not yet been wiped clean, asked, “Why is it you?”

His tone was careless and frivolous, completely different from the obedient appearance he showed in front of Song Jintong. Jiang Zao could not help taking an extra look at him. Ren Hao felt uncomfortable under his gaze and said in a very bad tone, “What?”

Jiang Zao shook his head. “Nothing. I only came to take a look.”

“Are you sick?” Ren Hao cursed. “What’s there to look at in a restroom?”

Guan Junjie could not help glancing at him. There was indeed nothing worth looking at in a restroom, but right now, they were blocking the restroom entrance, and there were still a whole crowd of people inside. Didn’t that make them seem even sicker? What decent person blocked a restroom!

Jiang Zao did not mind his tone and smiled. “There really isn’t anything worth looking at, but I just want to look. Is that not allowed?”

Ren Hao had nothing to say. If someone had this hobby, could you stop him?

Seeing that he was not speaking, Jiang Zao wanted to walk inside, but Ren Hao stepped forward and blocked him. Jiang Zao looked at him and asked in confusion, “I heard that you’re only not allowing people from other classes to enter. People from Class 19 can enter. I’m also from Class 19, right? Am I not allowed in?”

Ren Hao was stumped by the question. Guan Junjie winked at him from across the way, meaning that they should just let him in. There were other people inside anyway. Someone would be able to deal with him.

So Ren Hao reluctantly moved aside.

Jiang Zao was able to walk in.

To be fair, Jiayin’s restrooms were built very luxuriously. There were dedicated staff who cleaned them promptly, so they were not dirty at all. With perfume sprayed inside, there was no unpleasant smell either. It was only their inherent nature as restrooms that made people resistant to staying inside for long.

After entering was the washroom area. Only by turning a corner and walking farther in would one reach the toilet stalls. A large group of people was gathered in the corridor outside the stalls, laughing, cursing, and blowing clouds of smoke. It was extremely lively.

Jiang Zao stood at the entrance for quite a while before someone discovered him, turning pale with shock. “How did you get in?”

“I walked in,” Jiang Zao answered.

“Who was asking you that!” The speaker was Zhou Yuan. He shouted toward the outside, “Ren Hao! Guan Junjie!”

The two of them came in. “What?”

Zhou Yuan pointed at Jiang Zao and asked, “How did you let him in?”

“If he wanted to come in, then we let him in,” Ren Hao said indifferently.

Guan Junjie supplemented from the side, “Anyway, he’s also from Class 19.”

Zhou Yuan had nothing to say. He then asked Jiang Zao, “No, what are you doing here? Isn’t there a restroom in your office? Is it blocked?”

“He said he came to take a look,” Ren Hao said sarcastically from the side.

Zhou Yuan became even more speechless. “What’s there to look at?”

Jiang Zao smiled. “This is my alma mater. I miss every corner of it, so I came to take a look. Is there a problem?”

…There was no problem.

“Then what are you all doing here?” Jiang Zao asked.

“We—” Zhou Yuan looked around. This really could not be said. Although this behavior was a little tyrannical, in front of an adult, apart from childish, it was only embarrassing.

“Of course we’re here to use the restroom. What, is that not allowed?” The one who spoke was Fang Han. The cigarette between his fingers had not yet been put out.

Jiang Zao looked at him, smiled, and shook his head. “I’m not saying it isn’t allowed. Please.”

He made a gesture.

The others exchanged looks. Were they really supposed to go? It felt so humiliating!

Zhou Yuan braced himself and said, “With you here, we can’t go!”

“Then hold it in,” Jiang Zao said very irresponsibly.

Zhou Yuan could not speak and could only grind his teeth hard.

Jiang Zao’s gaze landed on Fang Han, and he asked curiously, “Does smoking here have more flavor?”

“…No.” Fang Han put out the cigarette with a dark expression.

The others who were smoking did the exact same thing.

And so, an extremely strange scene appeared. A group of people stayed in the restroom doing absolutely nothing, staring at one another as if comparing who had more perseverance and who could hold out longer.

Guan Junjie poked Ren Hao and whispered, “It’s over. I think I really kind of need to pee…”

Ren Hao looked at him with disdain. “Then go.”

“No!” Guan Junjie glanced at Jiang Zao and shook his head firmly. How embarrassing would it be to be watched by a group of people? Even with a stall between them, it was still unacceptable!

They stayed in this stalemate until the class bell rang.

Jiang Zao reminded them, “Class has started.”

Fang Han’s expression was unhappy, but in the end, he merely threw down three words. “We’re leaving.”

He led the group away. Behind them, Jiang Zao waved and called, “Are you coming back during the next break?”

No one paid him any attention. Only, everyone’s face had darkened by more than one shade.

Jiang Zao first made a round by the classroom. Seeing that everyone had returned to their seats, he then leisurely returned to the office.

Seeing his calm and composed appearance, the other teachers did not know exactly what had happened, but they guessed that the matter should have been smoothly resolved. However, they did not rashly ask. Some things, even if they learned them, they would not be able to operate the same way—after all, Teacher Jiang was someone who could confront School Director Rong and still retreat in one piece. They could not learn that. They could not.

After a few jokes, the matter was considered over. Jiang Zao waited until this class ended, then went out to make another round. From far away, he saw that the restroom on that floor had returned to normal use. Only then did he feel reassured.

The final period was self-study. Originally, Jiang Zao’s plan had been to let them study on their own. As long as they stayed in the classroom, even if they turned the place upside down, he would let them. But after these things happened, he had no choice but to go sit there and hold down the fort.

He arrived at the class a few minutes late. By then, it was almost turning into a carnival party. Seeing him enter, Fang Han asked, “Why aren’t you staying in the restroom anymore?”

Jiang Zao smiled. “Teacher and students stand together. Since you’re not there, it would be meaningless for this teacher to stay there alone.”

Fang Han clicked his tongue.

Dai Chu, his deskmate, heard their conversation and looked at Jiang Zao with amusement.

Fang Han’s gaze deepened.

Jiang Zao walked over and pulled the magazine from Guan Junjie’s desk.

“Is it good?” He casually flipped through the swimsuit photobook. The scale was still relatively normal. As for what one could see in it, that depended on the person.

Guan Junjie did not care at all that the magazine had been taken away. Crossing his legs, he said carelessly, “It is. Look at the model on page three. Pure face, hot body. She completely hits my kink!”

Adolescent boys were the most interested in this kind of topic. A few people from the left and right joined in as well, discussing without restraint which person best fit their preferences.

Someone asked with ill intentions, “Teacher, is there anyone in there who hits your kink?”

Only one person asked, but everyone else stared at Jiang Zao, wanting to hear what could come out of this sanctimonious guy’s mouth.

“No.” Jiang Zao closed the magazine and put it down. Amid a wave of boos, his expression remained as usual. “Even if there were, I have no need to discuss it with you. I’m not an exhibitionist, constantly hanging my kinks from my mouth every day.”

The faces of those who had joined the discussion darkened. Was he pointing at the mulberry tree while cursing the locust?

“Food and sex are human nature. It’s only natural.” Jiang Zao swept a glance over their dissatisfied expressions. “There are many ways to express liking, but the prerequisite is that the other party does not find it offensive. Otherwise, it is sexual harassment. You’re all this old. Don’t tell me you don’t understand such reasoning.”

Song Jintong applauded in support. “Teacher is right! I hate you boys the most. The moment you see a pretty girl, you start judging and commenting. Super greasy. So low!”

Among the boys’ livid expressions, only Fang Han still maintained a half-smiling expression. He raised his hand.

Jiang Zao glanced at him. “Speak.”

Fang Han asked, “Teacher, then according to what you mean, interactions between men and women have to be mutually willing, right?”

“Yes.”

Fang Han took out his phone, swiped the screen, and said unhurriedly, “Then the night before last, when you ate hotpot with our School Beauty Dai, that was also mutually willing?”

As he spoke, he turned the phone around. The screen faced Jiang Zao’s direction, and from this angle, most people could see it too.

Jiang Zao narrowed his eyes. On it was a photo: he and Dai Chu walking into the private room of the hotpot restaurant one after the other. At that time, Jiang Tong had been pulling Lu She ahead as they entered first, while he and Dai Chu had lagged one step behind.

The whole class erupted.

The others’ reactions seemed to make Fang Han realize something was inappropriate. He apologized without the slightest sincerity. “Was I not supposed to show the photo? Ah, I’m really sorry.”

He smiled and looked toward Dai Chu. “But it’s no big deal, right? It’s just a student and a teacher eating together. Anyway, it isn’t School Beauty Dai’s first time eating with a teacher. As expected of our School Beauty Dai, should I say? She’s always favored by teachers.”

Dai Chu looked at him coldly.

Discussions buzzed below. Children of this age had such rich imaginations. In just a few words, a huge pile of suggestive thoughts could be stirred up. They looked toward Jiang Zao, wanting to see how the person who had just been so righteous in criticizing them would handle himself now, in the face of ironclad evidence.

Jiang Zao’s expression was very calm, and his tone was also very calm. “It was indeed mutually willing. You’re not wrong about that.”

The others were dumbfounded. He admitted it just like that? He was not going to argue a little?

But Jiang Zao had not finished speaking. “However, Student Fang’s powers of observation still aren’t good enough. You only saw the tip of the iceberg and hurried to make a judgment. That’s a little reckless—Jiang Tong.”

Jiang Tong, whose name had been called, froze for a moment before hurriedly standing up and hurriedly taking out his phone. “Student Fang, you misunderstood. The hotpot was eaten by the four of us together: me, Lu She, Teacher Jiang, and Dai Chu. Look!”

He also showed the screen to everyone. Everyone could clearly see that there was a group photo of four people sitting in front of the hotpot table. Only, what was laid out on the table was not food, but draft paper filled with writing. With photographic evidence, all the ambiguity and romance immediately vanished. The truth was dry and boring.

Song Jintong’s seat was diagonally in front of him, so she saw it very clearly and complained, “Did you guys go to eat hotpot or do practice questions?”

Jiang Tong breathed a sigh of relief. Good thing he had had a sudden whim at the time and insisted on dragging everyone into a photo to commemorate this first class team-building activity. Otherwise, there would have been nowhere to reason things out.

Fang Han, who had been slapped in the face, looked ugly for a moment, but soon calmed down. He asked, “So it turns out I misunderstood. Sorry, School Beauty Dai. I almost slandered your innocence—however, I’m very curious. Why did the four of you eat hotpot together? Ah, could it be that you were excluding the rest of us?”

Author’s Note:

Starting to cause trouble!

Uh… died halfway through. QWQ