Chapter 4: Flame Queen

  Then, a tall and slender woman with a prominent front and back walked in with big strides, swinging her fiery red hair like seaweed, walking onto the podium. Her pair of fiery eyes scanned the crowd below. The flame-like eyes seemed to contain no warmth at all, but anyone who was swept by her gaze would shiver all over, as if they were not being looked at by a hot and beautiful woman, but rather stared at by a wild beast that chooses its prey.

  This feeling is really strange.

  "What's going on?" The fiery woman looked at the messy desks below and said coldly.

  A moment of silence.

  Only the pale-faced boy and the tall boy were silently cleaning up the messy desks.

  Bang!

  A slender palm slapped on the podium, producing a huge sound. "Rookies! Are your ears deaf? Ah! Or did your father not teach you what is called manners? Or are your fathers also like you, all of them damn ill-bred!"

  Yin Kuang listened, and suddenly stood up. He hated it the most when others insulted his family members. Once, because someone had harassed his sister, he rushed over and beat him until he was covered in bruises, sending him to the hospital. "You dare to comment on other people's parents? This is what you call upbringing?! And who are you?"

  The woman on the podium gazed at Yin Kuang with a cold smile, her eyes seeming to look at a dead man... Suddenly, a smile burst out on her aloof face. She was originally beautiful, mature, sexy and fiery, and this one smile was enough to stun the nation. Such a huge contrast shocked the people in the classroom for a while, unable to react.

  "Alright! Since you're all rookies, I won't bother with you. And as for you..." She said to Yin Kuang: "You've got guts, daring to talk to me like that. However, I appreciate your courage, so I'll let you off this time. Fine, I take back what I said earlier. Now you can sit down."

  It's obvious that she is a strong-willed woman. After saying that, she ignored Yin Kuang completely.

  "I don't care if you know each other or not, whether there are any other messy grudges between you. My first advice to you is that you are now in the same class, you are classmates. If even your own class can't unite... you will definitely die miserably, very miserably..."

  Although there was no wind in the classroom, everyone clearly felt a cold breeze blowing across their cheeks and invading their hearts.

  "Alright." The woman, who looked like a flame, flicked her hair back, and the slight movement made her full breasts, wrapped in a red tight leather jacket, quiver, making the boys swallow their saliva wildly. "First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Flame Queen. You can call me Queen or Your Majesty. And you... (looking around) hmm, yes, this is Class 12-04. And I am your counselor."

  "It's actually the teacher." A slightly frivolous boy laughed and said: "Beautiful teacher, you're really beautiful. Flame Queen, what a domineering and hot name! I wonder what the teacher's real name is?"

  It seems this boy has a queen complex, his eyes shining brightly, without any of the timidity from earlier.

  The Flame Queen said: "Real name? Let me think... I forgot, it seems like it's been a long time since I last used my real name. As for how many years, I don't remember either. Besides, little boy, do you want to flirt with me? This queen has a broad mind and can give you this opportunity... Of course, whether or not you can become my concubine depends on your skills."

  "Oh!! You really have a broad mind! Teacher, what's your phone number? When I'm free, I'll invite you to 'Lotus Pond Night Color'."

  The atmosphere became lively, and the boys also started to tease each other. It was as if they had all forgotten their previous fears and anxieties. They all felt that no matter where this place was, the profession represented by "Teacher" seemed to be able to calm the turmoil in these frightened students' hearts. Generally speaking, unless one encounters a perverted teacher, teachers are harmless to students.

  "This time, the Flame Queen ignored him. "Alright, rookies, you'd better not interrupt me. My time is very precious and I don't want to waste it on a group of ignorant rookies like you. The Flame Queen said: "Although I'm your instructor, the title 'instructor' doesn't have any benefits, so I don't have much free time to nurture you. Although this is our first meeting, it may also be our last. If it weren't for that damned 'Principal' forcing me to do so, maybe I wouldn't even bother coming to see you."

  The Flame Queen Lei Li Feng Xing spoke in a series of rapid-fire sentences, "As you all know, this is 'Terror High School'."

  "As for what this place is and why you've come here, it's better not to ask those kinds of questions or seek answers. Unfortunately, I'd like to know too. So, rather than getting hung up on what this place is, it's better to just accept reality and stay put. And then, that will be your 'university life'. You're currently first-year students, and your courses will be relatively simple, but this is also the last leisurely time you'll have in university. In a four-year university, if you waste your first year, unfortunately, the next three years will be very tough for you. And then, this is a very mysterious place, and later on, you'll gradually come to understand, so I won't say more."

  "I think, also, it's best not to 'play hooky', the punishment for playing hooky is extremely severe. If everything goes smoothly, you guys survive, and complete your 'credits', pass the 'comprehensive evaluation', by the time you're in your fourth year, you can receive the 'graduation certificate' issued by the 'principal', and then take all that you've gained, and leave this damn place... Of course, that's just a distant and unattainable dream, at least as far as I know, currently our school still hasn't had anyone successfully receive a 'graduation certificate'."

  "That's all I have to say. It's up to you to understand as much as you can. Next, you will have three 'teaching assistants' coming over to help you bunch of rookies. Friendly reminder, it's best to be polite to your 'teaching assistants', otherwise, it'll be miserable."

  "Finally, a reminder to all of you: no matter what happens, don't be surprised. After all, this is 'Terror High School'. Pray, freshmen. Hopefully we can meet again in the future."

  "Wait a minute, teacher." Li Xue stepped forward and said, "I have some questions to ask you."

  The Flame Queen couldn't help but stop in her tracks, saying with a hint of annoyance: "Unfortunately, I'm not your nanny, nor do I have an obligation to answer your idiotic questions. Besides, I already told you earlier that three 'teaching assistants' will be coming over later. They'll accompany you for a week and answer any questions you may have during that time, provided they're able or willing to respond. To be honest, if I were you, I'd ask fewer questions and do more things."

  "Everyone, goodbye."

  He came in a flurry and left in a flurry. By the time everyone reacted, that flame-like shadow had disappeared.