Can't Even Be Bothered to Pretend

The teacher's position inherently holds authority over students. From the moment they entered the classroom, the whole class was dead silent, and Beihai enjoyed a period of steady study.

But that period didn't last long. Every class has one or two Jiahaos who whisper, then start fidgeting.

Once it became known that the four classes were ranked from best to worst, those fidgets and whispers became like a fuse, quickly igniting the entire class atmosphere.

Most people are often swept along by their environment. For example, when everyone loves studying, even if you're naturally restless, you can only suppress it and follow along.

When everyone is messing around, if you study, you'll be mocked by the majority as a bookworm, which then turns into bullying—especially at Sakura.

Whether in fiction or reality, it all points to one thing: they bully everyone equally.

So you have to blend in.

From whispering and throwing paper balls to gradually testing the teacher's limits, pulling out terminals, pulling out game consoles—it became a complete pandemonium, making the whole class impossible to settle.

In this chaotic environment, the only thing missing was someone getting out of their seat and openly slinging an arm around someone else's shoulder to chat.

Honestly, this kind of self-deceiving bottom line is just laughable. They're playing games on their desks openly, yet still think that keeping their butts in their chairs makes them good students.

In the past, Beihai couldn't stand this. But now he could block out all the noise and pour all his focus into studying.

And so one class period passed. When the bell rang, the teacher—more dedicated than the students—just stopped mid-problem, tossed the chalk into the box, picked up the textbook, and walked away.

The class had been chaotic from the start; now they were free to get up from their seats and gather into their own little groups.

Beihai had to admire this school. All this flashy nonsense, and it was utterly useless. He'd thought this student quality assessment might mean something.

But the teacher didn't even bother to put on an act. Anyone who thought about it for a second would see the problem. What teacher doesn't assert their authority?

Even if Sakura Country slacks off on education, a teacher should at least throw a piece of chalk at a troublemaker's head. Otherwise, where's the teacher's authority? What if a troublemaker goes and kicks the teacher?

But no. They didn't manage anything. It was like they had "I have a problem" written all over their faces!

Or think about it: a 100% employment rate and graduation rate. If everyone just sinks together like this, even a monkey could enjoy the same treatment. What's the point of running the school?

Parents would be the first to object. They came for this promise, and you end up ruining their kid? Then what kind of school are you running?

And that ridiculous graduation rate reminded Beihai of a novel many netizens joked about in his past life. Something about Shrek Academy, Zhou Yi's teaching?

He'd thought it was about turning trash into geniuses, but it turned out to be about getting geniuses to graduate and expelling all the unqualified ones—wasn't that just 100%? If it weren't for the quiet environment and the three years of free tuition, Beihai would have been the first to drop out. A damn school that's all flash and no substance, treating students like black slaves.

If you wanted to experience a vibrant, youthful life, this school was probably the worst choice.

Beihai put away his practice notebook, then went over to his little circle and started chatting with Airisu Sakura, stroking her fur.

"Sakura-san, what do you usually like?"

Start with preferences. Although she was introverted and afraid of crowds, he sat right next to her. Unless she got up as soon as the bell rang, meeting a gentle guy like Beihai was inevitable.

Plus, no one around was looking their way, which created a perfect cat-petting environment. Beihai was very satisfied. He even took two Oranges out of his pocket to feed the little kitten.

He peeled the orange skin, took out the flesh, and gestured for her to reach out and take it.

Airisu Sakura was immediately troubled. She feared this kind of attention, but she also knew she couldn't refuse such kindness. So she extended her small hand, hidden in her sleeve, like a kitten tentatively reaching out a paw.

She took the fruit from Beihai's hand, keeping her distance, not touching his palm.

Then she put it in her mouth. The anticipated sweetness didn't spread across her tongue; instead, it was a bit sour, followed by a faint sweetness. But the initial sourness caught her off guard, making her squint.

Beihai, however, spoke with a mischievous grin: "Sakura-san, I bought these yesterday. How are they? Good?"

Of course, Beihai knew exactly how they tasted. And Airisu Sakura, as expected, nodded. Then Beihai, with perfect timing, pulled out two more Oranges.

"If Sakura-san likes them so much, I'll give them all to you."

Airisu Sakura's body trembled involuntarily. She didn't know why. Beihai-kun was so gentle and kind, so good to her, so why did his smile always feel a bit malicious?

She didn't suspect Beihai. Instead, she started reflecting on herself. If she refused, Beihai-kun wouldn't be angry. It was just that she was too timid.

Beihai naturally couldn't read minds. Right now, his focus was on teasing her. If he could, he'd think she was a bit naive, almost too cute.

Looking at the other groups in the class, Beihai felt his choice was completely correct. After all, the other groups were way too outrageous.

There were the girl cliques, the popular crowds, and even those openly discussing women's private parts. Getting tangled up with them would be a hassle.

And if he'd chosen too late, Beihai glanced at the second seat by the window in the back row. That expressionless guy had found himself a little group. Although it was like his own—fixated on one target—it was nowhere near as easy, and even quite inadequate.

He could also tell that the guy just wanted an easy school life, but it had clearly gone beyond his calculations. He hadn't even managed it well, like he didn't understand how society worked.

It felt like he was observing everyone, trying to learn, but with so many outrageous people in the class, he didn't learn a thing.

His overall actions were mostly led by someone named Horikita, and he couldn't even get any free time. It even felt a bit like kissing up to someone who was cold to him.

Unlike Beihai? After teasing, he could go right back to studying, without worrying about anyone bothering him.