Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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[Going to the bathroom means taking off your pants, working hard, hard…] said the baby voice in my head.
“Don’t be kidding, you know what I mean.” Yan Han said helplessly.
[…This problem is not on the list that the system is responsible for solving, and Xiao Wu doesn’t know what to do.]
“…”
He didn’t want to go to the toilet at first, but when the lack of a place to go to the toilet became a serious problem, his bladder suddenly felt like urinating.
Grass!
This would really cause trouble for Lao Tzu.
“Then tell me what the toilets in this school look like, is there a partition?” Yan Han asked tentatively.
[There are partitions.] This question was obviously within the range that the pentathlon system could answer.
“Huh.” Yan Han heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that it would be done.
He would go inside to go to the bathroom and lock the door, so that no one could see him and he would not see others, it was fine, fine, fine.
[There is a partition, but there is no doors in the partition.] Xiao Wu said again.
“…”
Yan Han: “What the hell?!”
[In order to prevent students from violating the regulations in the toilet, the toilets in the teaching building do not have doors.]
“…Even the women’s restroom is so strictly guarded?”
Forgive him for never having seen a women’s restroom as he grew up.
All he knew was that there were no doors in the men’s toilet when he was in school.
However, his school was quite dilapidated, the toilets were dry toilets, and the partitions were separated by rows of waist-high wooden boards, which could not be compared with this kind of school at all.
[Girls will also hide in the cubicle, to smoke and play with mobile phones.] Xiao Wu said.
Yan Han sat back on his seat again.
The students who were sleepy in class, but woke up after class, were still lying in the sun now, chatting, playing, jumping up and down, not to mention how lively the class was, only a very small number of them were still sitting in their seats and studying.
Going out now, the hallway must be full of people, and the bathroom should also be full.
There were a total of 18 classes in their grade, the first eight classes were liberal arts classes, and the last ten classes were science classes. Whether it was arts or sciences, the lower the number of the class, the better, and generally the higher the academic performance.
As a key provincial high school, Luze High School had a good source of students, and relatively speaking, the pressure to enter a higher school was relatively high. The competition had been fierce since the first year of high school admission, and the environment was very cruel.
In order to stimulate and motivate students, as well as for graded training, the school would conduct a placement test after the start of each semester and readjust the class according to the results of this test.
So among the science classes, Class 9 was the best and Class 18 was the worst, and Class 17 that Yan Han was currently in was ranked second to last.
There was a lot of pressure to enter a higher class and the competition was fierce, but there were always people who didn’t care and didn’t want to study at all.
Students in this category naturally went to the latter class in the placement test.
But there were also some people who were self-motivated and wanted to go to a good class, but they were assigned to the lower class because they failed the exam, studied in the wrong way, or simply didn’t work hard enough. “Yan Han” was this kind of person.
The setting was that she worked very hard, but because of her low self-esteem and loneliness, she was distracted by these pains, and she never had enough energy in her studies, so she was admitted to Class 17.
And there were still a few people in the class who were motivated like her but got into the poor class. At the moment, they were all sitting in their seats, looking at the books and doing exercises, and they seemed a bit out of place with the demons dancing around.
Yan Han observed the surrounding situation, and suddenly thought of a way.
He took back his long legs, and simply struck while the iron was hot, and started to do the homework left by the physics teacher just now.
After a while, the class started again, and it was still the brain-burning math class.
The chubby male math teacher was the type of person who didn’t talk too much. He started to give lectures as soon as he stepped on the podium, without saying a word of nonsense. He seemed to have a completely different personality from the talkative head teacher.
Yan Han raised his hand suddenly when 20 minutes had passed since the class time, stood up and said, “Teacher, I want to go to the bathroom.”
The male teacher was talking about the climax, his blood was surging, and he waved to Yan Han to signal him to go. While he continued to talk about the knowledge points.
Yan Han trotted out of the classroom, and the moment he turned and closed the door, he felt that the air in the entire corridor was refreshing, pleasant, full of freedom and relief… He began to walk to the bathroom at the end of the corridor.
Each floor of the teaching building had a bathroom for men and women, side by side, at the corner to the end of the corridor.
The location was a bit hidden, you needed to turn a corner to see it.
At this time, the door of the bathroom was half-covered, Yan Han saw two dark doors as soon as he turned the corner, and suddenly began to hesitate.
His previous plan was to wait to ask for leave to go to the toilet when everyone was in class. There were four or five classes on one floor, but the number of people was only about 200. If someone bumped into him, the probability of going out to the toilet together should be small.
At that time, as long as he sneaked in and ran to the innermost part of the section to drain water, even if someone suddenly came in, they shouldn’t find anything.
But when he entered this door, Yan Han felt that things were not as simple as he thought.
He began to think that no one would see him anyway, so he might as well go pee in the men’s toilet.
What if someone was in the women’s room?
If there were people inside, he could go back the same way without taking off his pants, but what if he accidentally showed himself to the female classmate?
No matter how he was wearing women’s clothes, he was still a f***ing man!
Yan Han felt that once he entered, he would be no different from a pervert who spent all day peeping in the women’s restroom.
Although he was not interested in girls, although the subjective intentions were very different, it was actually the same for the victims of voyeurism.
The sound of reading aloud could be heard in the clear and spacious corridor, and the breeze blew in from the slightly open windows, slightly lifting the skirt of his knee-length school uniform.
Yan Han stood between the men’s and women’s toilets, to the left was “Men’s Restroom” written in blue letters, and to the right was “Women’s Restroom” written in red letters, as if standing at a fork in the road of life, Yan Han took a deep breath, turned his eyes to the right, and glanced away again.
F**k him!
What the hell was sea water on one side and flames on the other!
He would rather not do the task if they wanted to ask him to go into the women’s restroom!
Wasn’t it just death!
Yan Han simply turned to the left, raised his leg and wanted to rush into the men’s toilet.
But the pentathlon system screamed at the moment he found out his intention: [Don’t move! hold on! There is someone behind you!]
“…”
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