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Chapter 197 - Unspeakable (2)

As long as one had the ability to teach others about sports, they could be considered a teacher. One must know, many people had graduated from the sports Schools since childhood and had always been engaged in this profession, with the same age, those who worked in the sports industry, had always been teaching earlier than the other teachers. This PE teacher belonged to this category, and was about the same age as Li Ruoxi, who was said to be only three years older than him.

Not long after entering the academy, that PE teacher was quickly subdued by Li Ruoxi's beauty. However, I knew that it wasn't just her beauty that subdued the other party, it was the innate mysteriousness of Li Ruoxi instead.

Sometimes mystery is very important, especially between men and women.

A faintly discernible Beautiful women could sometimes be even more linked than a naked woman.

The more he tried to see through them, the more he wanted to see through them. Therefore, when Li Ruoxi asked him about this legend, PE teacher experienced the longest period of hesitation in his life.

This hesitation took about three seconds.

Other than that, this PE teacher would normally peek at Li Ruoxi for around three hours, even if it meant that Li Ruoxi had just entered this Schools and became a student for less than six hours.

To be honest, to be able to spend most of one's life observing others, even if one was a pervert, it was still praiseworthy. There must be too many men in society these days who would let go of their hands if they couldn't get one.

And after three seconds, PE teacher recounted the contents of the legend to Li Ruoxi word by word. In the process of the explanation, he explained it even more thoroughly than, afraid that Li Ruoxi would not understand, and explained it word by word. Furthermore, he even explained it in a way that was even more detailed than a textbook.

Legend has it that someone had died in this classroom before.

It was said that three years ago, this classroom was not a language classroom, but a painting classroom. Students who loved painting would gather here during their free time to paint and exchange experiences.

The students came and went, went and came, and there was an endless stream of people entering and exiting the classroom. The only one who came out was a girl with black hair, whose name was Xuanyuan Yue.

Xuanyuan Yue seemed to live in this classroom, sitting in the corner of the Windows every day while drawing by herself. She had never interacted with others, never interacted with them, had no friends or heard of family, but simply sat in the classroom by herself, as if she had never gone out before.

When the earliest students entered the classroom, Xuanyuan Yue had been sitting there. When the latest students left, Xuanyuan Yue had also been sitting there, and many people said that Xuanyuan Yue had treated that place as her home.

What was even more bizarre was that Xuanyuan Yue had never drawn before, the best painting tools were always placed in front of her, but no one had ever seen her pick up a brush before.