That night, back home, I lay in bed fiddling with the remote. Its pink, suede-like material was incredibly soft, but after searching for a while, I couldn't find any brand logo. It seemed like a high-end, custom-made piece.
I began thinking about how to complete the game within those five minutes. Since the battery only lasted that long, I'd have to use the remote when Principal Yan was within my sight. As the principal, Yan Yan would undoubtedly be busy during the celebration! The only time she'd be continuously in my view for five minutes straight was… during her dance performance with my mom. Plus, to avoid being noticed by others, I'd have to figure out the button functions early on. Otherwise, Principal Yan's exaggerated reactions on stage might give me away.
So, he's setting me up? Of course—I knew this game wouldn't be that simple. "Actually, all I need to do is quickly find the stop button. No matter what the other buttons do, if things go wrong, I can just turn off the vibrator," I strategized.
The next day was the school anniversary celebration. During the day, each class held its own activities and performances. By evening, the entire school—students and teachers alike—gathered on the sports field. Classes were seated according to their assigned spots, facing the stage. The top 20 students from the senior year were allowed to sit right in front of the stage for a close-up view of the performances. Since Liu Yang ranked first, he sat right in the center. I took the seat to his right, while Fu Qinghan sat to his left. After finding my spot, I politely waved at Fu Qinghan in greeting.
"Liu Yang, our class teacher Ms. Wu's performance today is going to be amazing! You'll love it," I said, patting Liu Yang on the shoulder and boasting a little.
"Our homeroom teacher is pretty good too, I think she's the best of the whole event," he said with great confidence. Of course she's good—she's my mom! I felt a surge of pride inside.
"What are you holding in your hand? It's been bulging in your pocket the whole time," I asked Liu Yang, who hadn't taken his hands out of his pockets since sitting down, as if he were pressing something.
"Oh, nothing much. Just a stress-relief toy I bought yesterday. I'll get you one too when we go back," he replied.
I tightened my grip on the remote control in my own pocket and told Liu Yang, "I've got one too, no need to trouble yourself!"
The talent show officially began, with performances arranged from lower to higher grades. The senior year was the last group, and my mom's performance was the grand finale.
The overall atmosphere of the event was lively and smooth. Each class had snacks, drinks, and sunflower seeds distributed by the student council. Everyone ate, drank, chatted, and laughed as the event neared its end.
The next performance was brought to you by Teacher Wu Jie from Class 2 of the senior year: "Gokuraku Jodo" (Paradise). After the announcement, Teacher Wu Jie slowly took the stage. Today, she wore a very light, natural makeup. "Wow!!" The audience erupted in admiration. With her hair tied in a high ponytail and dressed in a JK uniform with black knee-high stockings, Teacher Wu stood on stage, drawing the eyes of every male student in the room. I thought to myself, this must be what every guy imagined their school crush would look like. As Teacher Wu settled into position, the BGM for "Gokuraku Jodo" began to play softly. Deng~ deng deng deng... deng deng deng... deng deng deng... Teacher Wu started dancing joyfully to the music. Her precise steps and perfect timing showed that her hard work had paid off. Halfway through the music, Teacher Wu's steps suddenly became erratic. Her legs began to tremble slightly, throwing off her timing. I turned around and gave Wang Peng (the guy behind me) a "you know what's up" look. We both knew the class monitor was controlling the vibrator in Teacher Wu's lower body. Thud. Teacher Wu's legs gave way, and she fell onto the stage, then crouched down, holding her knees and lowering her head. "Is Teacher Wu okay?" Our classmates started to show concern.
"It's fine, it's fine." After a moment, Teacher Wu stood up and bowed. "I'm sorry, students. I can't finish the rest of the dance." Her face flushed as if it could be squeezed for water, and she hurriedly ran off the stage with her head down. "It's okay, it's okay," the students in the audience expressed understanding. After all, who would blame their school crush?
"For the final performance, let's welcome Sun Xiudong and Yan Yan to present the classical dance 'Tai Chi'." Finally, it was my mom's turn, and Principal Yan was also on stage. I slipped my hand into my pocket, ready to activate the remote control. "I must win this game!" I glanced sideways and noticed Liu Yang's hand still in his pocket, his eyes fixed intently on the stage.
Two stunning women walked onto the stage one after the other, standing side by side and bowing. My mom and Principal Yan were wearing qipaos of the same style but in different colors—one black and one white. Their stockings and shoes were also symmetrically contrasting in color. After they bowed, I noticed that Principal Yan's makeup was heavy and smoky, paired with her black qipao ensemble, giving off the vibe of a seductive demon. In contrast, my mom wore the soft pink makeup I had seen the other day, looking fresh, elegant, dignified, and graceful. Standing next to Principal Yan, they created a striking contrast, side by side like an angel and a demon.
The dance began, and the two moved gracefully to the music, their tasseled folding fans opening and closing perfectly in rhythm with the beat. I timed it right and pressed the "Start" button on the remote. On stage, Principal Yan noticeably paused for a moment. So, the "Start" button meant start—I noted that. However, the slight disturbance didn't disrupt Principal Yan's dance. She adjusted slightly and continued with the next move. They gently lifted the hems of their qipaos with their fingertips, swaying them left and right like waving flags.
"Hiss." I heard at least twenty sharp intakes of breath from the audience. Due to the ultra-high slits in their qipaos, when they lifted the hems, their entire silk-stocking-clad lower bodies were fully exposed. Two pairs of incredibly long, perfect legs, clad in 10cm high heels, appeared sleek, smooth, and straight from the audience's perspective, flickering in and out of view amidst the swaying hems. Then, they held hands, extended their arms, and began tracing the outer circle of the Tai Chi symbol. Taking advantage of Principal Yan's movement, I pressed the "[]" button. Principal Yan showed no reaction. I pressed it several more times, but there was still no response. So, this button wasn't for increasing vibration—it might be for decreasing or stopping it. I eliminated one wrong answer and continued watching the dance.
After completing the outer circle, they moved to the inner circle, exchanged a glance, and prepared to switch positions. I pressed the "-" button. On stage, Principal Yan stumbled slightly but quickly adjusted her footing. Seeing initial success, I pressed the "-" button three times in a row. On stage, Principal Yan's legs were visibly trembling. I immediately concluded that the "-" button was for increasing intensity, while the "[]" button might be for decreasing or stopping. To avoid drawing attention from the students, I pressed the "[]" button once for Principal Yan. The trembling on stage didn't disappear but slightly decreased. "So, the '[]' button is for decreasing intensity, not stopping."
The dance on stage was nearing its end, beads of sweat glistened on Principal Yan's forehead. It was finally time. I looked toward the stage, anticipating the most beautiful move. On stage, two women simultaneously lifted one leg, preparing to spin in place with the other leg as their pivot. Their glossy stockings shimmered under the stage lights. "Let them finish this dance properly. After all, it's my mom's stage." Since I had already confirmed that the final "Stop" button meant exactly that, I decisively pressed it, deciding not to disturb Principal Yan with the vibrator anymore and allowing them to complete the performance.
I reached into my pocket and pressed the stop button. "Ah!!!" Suddenly! On stage, Principal Yan and my mom lost their balance and fell with a thud onto the stage. Principal Yan quickly caught herself with her hands, but my mom fell heavily onto the stage. She seemed to be in pain, sitting on the stage and clutching her right knee tightly, her head thrown back, mouth wide open as if trying to let out a sound, but no noise escaped her lips. From the audience, I couldn't see my mom's expression, but I imagined it must have been quite contorted. After a moment, she caught her breath, panting heavily. Due to the sudden fall, the hem of her qipao was messily pushed aside, revealing her slender, stocking-clad legs lying flat on the stage.
"This move was just too difficult. We lost our balance and fell. I'm really sorry," my mom said, taking the microphone handed to her by Principal Yan and apologizing to the audience. Sigh, my mom had never messed up this move during rehearsals or even at home. I never expected her to make a mistake on stage. I felt deeply disappointed.
With Principal Yan's support, my mom left the stage. What should have been the most exciting part of the two dances ended awkwardly with the lead performers' fall, casting an uncomfortable atmosphere over the venue.
"This year's school anniversary celebration has come to a successful conclusion!!!" To dispel the awkwardness, the host quickly announced the end of the event. Scattered applause echoed from the audience.
After an imperfect day, both my mom and I returned home. I lay on my bed playing with my phone while my mom applied medicated oil to her bruises in the living room.
Ding. "Tell me the answer," a message from Brother Jie popped up. "You have to keep your word! The 'Start' button is for starting, the 'Stop' button is for stopping, '""' is for '-', and '"- "' is for '.'" I sent the answer confidently, waiting for him to reveal clues about his identity.
"Mostly correct," he replied. I was thrilled! "But one button is wrong, so I can't count it as a pass," Brother Jie expressed regret. "Impossible!! Which button is wrong?" My mind raced, trying to figure out where I had gone wrong.
"The other three buttons are correct, but the 'Stop' button's function is electric shock," Brother Jie revealed the correct answer.
"There's no electric shock on the sticker at all!!" I angrily sent him a voice message. "When I gave it to you, I already said that what was inserted in the bitch's pussy was an electric massage wand. You're so smart, think carefully about it."
Jie replied nonchalantly, "I thought about it carefully. When I pressed stop, Principal Yan pulled my mom to the ground. That means she was electrocuted at that moment and also dragged my mom down, causing the stage mishap." After figuring it out, I still decided to push back. "You're fucking playing word games with me!"
"Accept the loss gracefully, and besides, you didn't lose anything," Jie deflected. "I will definitely find out your real identity, I promise." For now, I had no way to deal with Jie, so I could only throw out some threats.
"I look forward to that day! Oh, by the way, since you got three buttons right and only missed one, I can give you half the reward," Jie continued on his own. "I'll deprive you of the chance to play with the sow once, but I'll send you a video of me training her. And I'll tell you, today's gathering, I was sitting right under the stage."
So, I can watch but not touch, huh? Hmph, I'm not interested in that sow at all. Watching the video is enough. But the second piece of information Jie revealed was crucial! He was sitting under the stage, which means he's also among the top 20 students in our grade. Plus, his tone and the keyword "game" suggest that the person I'm talking to is the main account, Big Jie. From this, I can draw a very important conclusion: both Big Jie and Little Jie are students in our school's senior year! Specifically, Big Jie is among the top 20 in our grade, and Little Jie is a student from either Class 3 or Class 4! This narrows down the investigation significantly. I reached the above conclusion.
"Thanks for the intel. I'm one step closer to finding you," I replied to Jie, then put my phone aside and went out to check on my mom.
"Mom, how are you doing?" I sat down beside her, concerned.
"It's fine, nothing serious. The swelling will go down in a couple of days. Our senior year teachers have a group outing next week. We're all going on a trip together, three days and two nights. Be good while I'm away, okay?" Mom was completely unaffected by today's stage mishap and was already looking forward to next week's group trip.
"Be careful during your trip, especially around Principal Yan," I reminded my mom tirelessly.
"I don't know what Principal Yan did to you, but you keep mentioning her. Alright, alright, I'll be careful." After my relentless nagging, my mom finally listened a little.
A trip, huh? I glanced at the calendar and started planning what I'd do during the three days my mom was away...
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Oh right, I forgot to mention earlier. Essentially, what I intended for Chapter 9 was to create a major conflict that would give the protagonist the motivation to uncover the truth about Brother Jie's identity. Otherwise, just a stranger's explicit video alone wouldn't be enough to drive the protagonist to take further action. In Chapter 8, Brother Jie humiliates the protagonist in a big way, giving the protagonist a solid reason to seek "revenge" and, in the process, discover the truth. In Chapters 10–11, since the protagonist can't find Brother Jie's real identity, he channels his anger into sexual desire, taking it out on the woman he believes is involved. I messed up this part, creating an illogical and overly intense conflict that many readers found hard to accept.
These chapters were written overnight, and I'm fairly satisfied with them. The upcoming chapters should be really intense, so stay tuned.
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