"Half a teacher?!"
Su Yuan immediately perked up.
Does that mean I can shamelessly sell classes again?
But in the very next moment, as if she had seen right through Su Yuan's thoughts, Taihua Tianji calmly said:
"I say 'half a teacher,' but the Class Monitor's authority doesn't lie in teaching. It lies in supervision."
"Su Yuan, since you're the Class Monitor, you're responsible for supervising the entire class."
"If any student breaks the rules or commits an infraction while studying in the Preparatory Class, you need to point it out and correct them."
"Of course, if you do anything improper yourself, your classmates can report you to the mentors as well."
Su Yuan: "..."
Looking at his teacher's faintly amused gaze, Su Yuan finally saw the truth.
That old man was killing the donkey after it had turned the mill!
You were the one who told me to use any means necessary to eliminate all the outside examinees.
And yet, as soon as the evaluation was over, you teamed up with the other examiners to put me on the spot!
The boss was always just a figurehead, wasn't he?
What a load of nonsense about being Class Monitor. Put nicely, it was just unpaid labor for the teachers, wasn't it?
He'd not only have to run around doing errands for the teachers every day, but also face his classmates' wariness and hostility, treading on thin ice.
What kind of thankless, overworked drudge was this?
Su Yuan couldn't help asking:
"Isn't there any benefit?"
True Man Sun smiled.
"Young people shouldn't always have their eyes on the benefits. Becoming the Class Monitor of the Preparatory Class is an achievement in itself. You can put it on your résumé after graduation."
Su Yuan: "..."
So he was drawing me a pie,