"So, is that why you told Zhao’er and Mu Yun not to et yet?"
"Yep." Yun Chu nodded. "It’s just that many things don’t go as planned. Otherwise, what would be the fun in this world?"
"But I’ve always been puzzled. Since Mu Yun is the key character, why did you pass the Sen Luo Decision to Zhao’er instead of Mu Yun? That would have increased his strength quickly, wouldn’t it?"
Yun Chu scratched his head and fell silent.
Suyi was as familiar with Yun Chu as Wu Qiyi was with you. She understood every action of his very well.
Imdiately, she frowned and said, "What’s the matter? Do you have so unspeakable secret you’re keeping from ?"
Every good man has one flaw—he fears his wife.
As soon as Suyi’s expression turned cold, Yun Chu hurriedly said, "Don’t get agitated. I was going to tell you. Really, all I did was restore sothing to its rightful owner."
"Restore sothing to its rightful owner?" Suyi furrowed her brows. "You an, you gave the Sen Luo Decision to Zhao’er because... Ha!"
Suyi suddenly gasped in shock. "This... this can’t be possible! Zhao’er is actually her! And here I thought Zhao’er was really just a remnant soul... Hadn’t she already..."
Yun Chu gently kissed Suyi’s forehead. "Shh—let them sort these things out themselves. We’re old now; it’s ti to enjoy our twilight years."
"Hey, hey, did you hear? Class Six got a new horoom teacher. Old Yang took early retirent after getting a scare from that incident with Zhang Xiaohui."
"Really?"
"Yeah, just heard it from the Class Four horoom teacher. The new one is a great beauty! That guy drooled while talking about her."
"That’s an exaggeration."
"It’s absolutely true!"
"Well, we’re all in the sa office. If she really is such a beauty, it’ll be good news for us single dogs."
Early in the morning, as you entered the office with the lecture notes you prepared last night, you overheard two male teachers whispering.
Hearing them refer to "a great beauty," you just smiled. After all, how beautiful could a person be in your eyes? A nation-toppling beauty?
Of course, to you now, Xian Qianling was close to that pinnacle, although she had a bit of a quick temper. She was really good to you, and you had even started to plan when the ti was right, you would confess to her!
The bell for class rang soon after.
You reached for the lecture notes, frowned, and then casually set them down again.
Ever since the amnesia, you’d realized that you’d fortunately acquired a terrifyingly strong mory. Any piece of information that caught your gaze was instantly rembered, a true photographic mory!
Without overthinking it, you simply went to Class Seven empty-handed, ready to try teaching off-script and see how it went.
Just out of the teachers’ room, you found that the corridor in front was packed with people!
Eh?
Classes should have started by now. Why were there so many students crowded at the door and windows of Class Six?
Looking closer, damn! They were all your students!
"Li Yichen! Wang Dafa! Zhang Xiaolong! Don’t you know class has started!?"
"Old Shepherd’s coming, run!"
Seeing you coming with anger, the students of Class Six imdiately scattered like birds, rushing into the Class Seven classroom.
After the students dispersed, you were surprised to find three people still standing there: the principal, the head of the Political and Educational Affairs Office, and the director of the Academic Affairs Office!
These three old n had different titles but shared one characteristic: baldness!
They acted as if you were completely nonexistent, still bent over the bed, savoring the scene inside.
What on earth were these three old guys looking at?
Full of doubts, you walked over and stood at the entrance to Classroom 6. You glanced towards the podium of Classroom 6.
Just a single glance and you felt a shock throughout your body!
A strange yet familiar sensation suddenly stimulated your entire brain!
There was soone standing at the teacher’s podium in Classroom 6. She was wearing a pair of glasses and had her hair tied back in a neat and smooth ponytail, holding a book in her hand and lecturing to the students.
As for the students in Classroom 6, they were all utterly absorbed, staring at her without any diversion of their gaze, as if missing even a mont would be the greatest regret of their lives!
And you, too, were gazing at her. In those few seconds, it felt as though ages had passed, as if a thousand years had gone by.
Who, who was she?
Why did just one look evoke such an inexplicable feeling?
You didn’t know why, but at this mont, she, who was teaching, seed to sense sothing. She turned her head slightly, and a slow smile spread across her impeccable face.
That smile was like a breath of spring or falling into a cloud of mist.
Though it was sowhat impolite at first, you still nodded slightly to her and then, with a heavy heart, made your way to Classroom 7.
"Did you see that, did you see that? Even Old Shepherd got distracted by her, wow!"
"Yeah, the people in Classroom 6 are so lucky, to have such a beautiful head teacher!"
"Why do we have to have a poor Dios instead?"
"Bang!"
Your face turned ashen as you slamd your hand onto the podium and shouted, "Class is in session!"
Phew—
There’s nothing like being a teacher when it cos to venting emotions.
Speaking of which, going off-script while teaching can be addictive. Without a syllabus, your lectures were wild and ambitious, full of quotes and references. Even after the bell rang for the end of class, those spellbound students forgot themselves, too lazy to take a break, and eagerly asked you to continue with the stories. Indeed, after two periods, you felt refreshed and invigorated. Coupled with the students’ admiring gazes, that kind of feeling... tsk tsk tsk...
Just as you were about to leave, Li Yichen suddenly said to you with an air of arrogance, "Hey, Old Shepherd."
You turned around and casually rapped him on the head, "Call teacher, you brat!"
"It’s just a title. Why do you, a grown man, have to be so petty?" Li Yichen rubbed his forehead, rolling his eyes.
You smiled and asked, "So tell , young master Li, what brings you to call upon ?"
"How about we make a bet?"
"A student making a bet with a teacher?" You stroked your chin, your face naturally revealing a mischievously sly smile, "Sounds interesting, tell , what’s the wager?"
Your conversation with Li Yichen naturally reached everyone’s ears, and soon everyone gathered around.
"The terms of the bet are simple: you have to win over that beautiful head teacher of Classroom 6. As for the stake, it’s a villa. How about that?"
"Huh?"
Your brows furrowed at once.
"Scared, aren’t you?" Li Yichen said smugly, "The head teacher of Classroom 6 is also a Li. Although she’s not really related to , all of us with the surna Li are one and the sa. I’m really looking forward to her becoming my stepmother. It’s just too bad you don’t have what it takes, eh? That villa is worth over thirteen million, you know."
"Go play with your eggs."
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