Teacher Bai Rong

 At night.

A middle-aged man with a big belly stood in a room. His body was surrounded by virtual projection web pages. As long as he waved his hand gently, this virtual web page would disappear, and with a light click, he would enter another web page.

This was the computer on Yanhuang Star, and the virtual projection had become a reality.

However, the legendary virtual world, the high-tech technology that could pull human consciousness into a virtual real world with the help of the virtual helmet had not yet appeared.

However, there were rumors circulating that such technology had already appeared in the top secret laboratory of the Federation, but this was only a rumor and had not been confirmed.

"Ridiculous, it's really ridiculous. Do you think you can write an excellent erotic novel just by writing casually? I'm laughing my head off. Authors nowadays really look down on erotic novels. "

The middle-aged man sneered. His name was Meng Fei, 35 years old this year, and he was the editor in charge of Penguin, the largest website on Yanhuang Star.

His usual job was to review novels, find novels with potential, and then let the author sign a contract with the website, and then put it on sale.

The problem was that he had not found an erotic novel that suited his taste for several weeks. Most of the submissions that came to the website were the same, and there was no novelty at all. It simply could not arouse his interest to continue reading.

One must know that the erotic novels on Yanhuang Star had not been cracked down by the government, which led to the blooming of many erotic novels and the emergence of many excellent works.

The income that a truly top-notch erotic novel could obtain was no less than that of other popular novels, and even in terms of sales volume, it was second to none among many novel categories.

This had also led to many authors coming over to try, wanting to get their first bucket of gold.

Don't think that every erotic novel can become popular and be welcomed by countless readers. In fact, for readers who have read countless erotic novels, their appetite has long been spoiled, and they have no interest in ordinary works at all.

Just like an old driver who had seen countless erotic films, did he think that as long as a woman took off her clothes casually, he would be excited? No, this was not enough at all. The old driver didn't even bother to look at you, and didn't even show his respect. It was better to play games.

"Sure enough."

Meng Fei said with emotion: "With Master Zheng Hua's retirement and Teacher Bao Pichang getting older, is there no one who can write erotic novels that are really exciting and can't sleep at night?"

He sighed incomparably. Ten years ago, erotic novels were glorious, and excellent works emerged one after another. At that time, he was exhausted, malnourished, and shaped like a skeleton. He almost couldn't even graduate from high school. He couldn't sleep without reading it every night.

Of course, it was even more difficult to fall asleep after watching it.

The exciting and bizarre plot of the story seemed to emerge in front of his eyes. The blood-pumping close combat made him extremely excited. It could be said that the real top erotic novels were many times better than those films and TV works.

Because of this, he entered Penguin and became an editor of erotic novels.

Unfortunately, ten years had passed, and there were fewer and fewer excellent erotic novels. There were even people who shouted that erotic novels were dead, and it was better to watch porn. This made him so sad that he couldn't sleep at night.

That was why he worked overtime every day, watching every new work, in order to find potential works and defeat these rumors. Unfortunately, so far, he couldn't find enough to make his eyes light up.

"But I can't find a really good erotic novel. Is it really because I don't have a good eye? Should I resign? "Meng Fei couldn't help but doubt himself.

Because he suffered a great career crisis two years ago. At that time, he was walking on the road and was hit by a magnetic car that went out of control. He was seriously injured on the spot and was hospitalized on the spot.

But after he was discharged from the hospital, the doctor told him that he had sexual dysfunction and that he wouldn't be able to stand up straight in the future. This kind of disease couldn't be cured even with modern technology. It was a terminal illness.

From then on, he no longer felt anything when he read erotic novels, it was like jue wax.

But he didn't tell the company about this. Instead, he hid it. Otherwise, he would have been kicked out of the company.

"No, I can't resign yet. If I don't find a really good erotic novel, I won't be able to die in peace. The future of erotic novels must not be ruined in my hands. There are still countless men's needs waiting for us to satisfy, and countless young people need our enlightenment. How can I give up and surrender at this time?! This is the behavior of a coward! "

Meng Fei's eyes were incomparably resolute, revealing a trace of holy light. He was like a martyr. His cause was great. Even if no one understood him and he suffered the disdainful gazes of the common people, he would still die nine times without regrets.

"Forget it, after reading the last novel, go to rest, and get up tomorrow to continue fighting."

With a ding sound, another new novel came over. Meng Fei glanced at it. It seemed to be a new author, Black Hearted Wolf. The name of the work was Teacher Bai Rong. This was a very novel name.

However, novel names were not enough. What was important was the plot and the content of the story! Meng Fei sneered. He had read countless books and was very picky about excellent works. Even if it was a new author, if it was not good, he would not show the slightest mercy.

Huh? The protagonist is actually a teacher?

This teacher was not bad. She was young, beautiful, and had a sexy figure. She was actually married at such a young age. Damn it. When I was young, why were the teachers all aunties? There was no feeling of puberty at all. Meng Fei was filled with resentment.

He continued to read. Damn it. This principal was a beast. He actually used his position to publicly make a move on his own beautiful subordinate. Shameless to the extreme, and she even had a husband.

You beast principal, do you think that by doing this and using your position to threaten others, they will obey? If I really sue you, I will go to jail. Damn, she really obeyed and did not dare to resist. Bai Rong, you are a teacher, and you have a husband. Don't you have any shame? Resist him for me.

Damn it, this was too despicable. What had happened to the sacred school? Such a shameless business actually happened. Such a beautiful teacher was so easily taken advantage of. She did not even have the time to fall in love. She directly hit home runs. This was too monstrous. However, novels should be like this, simple and direct.

Meng Fei was completely immersed in the world of the novel. He discovered that the following plot was getting more and more intense. This adulterous couple not only messed around in the school, but also at home. In the end, the husband suddenly returned, and the plot came to an abrupt end.

"Damn, it's gone. Why is it gone?!" Meng Fei's head was burning with anger. He was burning with anxiety. He simply wanted to beat up the author. It was gone at the most crucial moment. How could he live?