Turnover

Lu Ran was so conspicuous, naturally drawing the gaze of Zhou Yi, and one could clearly see her anger levels skyrocketing, eyes glaring wide, the wrinkles on her face trembling like the legs of a living spider, but Lu Ran had no interest in playing a staring game with her, his gaze turning calmly toward the window.

Although it was late summer, the lush, meticulously pruned plants were still growing in orderly fashion, a sea of green, full of vitality.

Shrek Academy had few people and vast grounds, the ratio of greenery was absurdly high, and even some buildings were integrated with the plants; for instance, in the areas leaning toward the plant-type, all sorts of temporary or semi-permanent plant structures were everywhere, Xuan Zi had even asked him to help build a treehouse back then...

"Creak, creak..."

On the podium, Zhou Yi's fists were clenched tight, the invisible pressure of a Soul Emperor spread out, causing the air to solidify.

The corners of her eyes twitched wildly, as if she were about to tear Lu Ran to shreds.

Wang Yan frowned, yesterday Zhou Yi had caused a scene at the Education Committee, even smashing the door to the office of Du Weilun, the director of the Outer Academy's Martial Soul Department, almost every teacher at Shrek knew about it, he had assumed Fan Yu would advise her to restrain herself, as truly burning bridges would be bad for both sides, yet Zhou Yi hadn't changed at all, he truly didn't know if Fan Yu was unaware of the situation or if she simply wouldn't listen to reason, after all, Fan Yu was indeed entirely devoted to Soul Tools.

Regardless, he did not object to educating students, but using the pressure of a Soul Emperor to suppress students was something he absolutely could not accept, this was the bottom line of bottom lines.

He circulated his soul power, blocking Zhou Yi's pressure, the students below felt their shoulders lighten, and their breathing became smooth once more.

"I believe everyone is no stranger to Teacher Zhou Yi; she is the head teacher of Freshman Class One, and for the next six years, she will be the other head teacher of our class."

If problems arose on the very first day, it would be Wang Yan's dereliction of duty, he also used his actions to warn Zhou Yi: stop now, that's enough.

Wang Yan was not afraid of Zhou Yi in the slightest, in terms of cultivation, both were six-ring Soul Emperors; in terms of Soul Rings, both had two yellow, two purple, and two black; in terms of Martial Souls, Zhou Yi had the Red Dragon, while he—

had the Coiled Dragon Staff, if they were to truly compete, it was hard to say who would win or lose, in terms of seniority, Wang Yan had solid theoretical foundations and strong teaching abilities; he was a representative of the moderate faction of teachers at Shrek Academy and a leader of the theoretical school, becoming a top-tier high-level teacher of the Outer Academy in his early forties, whereas Zhou Yi was merely an intermediate teacher, with experience and ability that could not compare to his, one must know that for a Shrek teacher, promotion was far more difficult than for a student, with even more stringent requirements.

Due to their personalities, he did not get along with someone like Zhou Yi, yet he still had to maintain a facade of harmony, and even more so, he had to save face for her in front of the students, this was not out of fear or concession, Zhou Yi couldn't do anything to him, but in order to regain her dignity, there was no telling what harsh methods she might inflict upon the students, Wang Yan would absolutely not allow that, there was no help for it; for the sake of the students, he had to salvage Zhou Yi's reputation:

"Perhaps everyone has some misunderstandings about Teacher Zhou, but you must know that Teacher Zhou is a very formidable teacher with a unique teaching style, having brought up batch after batch of outstanding graduates."

Only hearing half of it, that was indeed the truth.

Down in the audience, Wu Feng muttered to herself. If you expelled all the students, the graduation rate would certainly hit a record high. Her style was truly unique; no one was more overbearing than her. Anyone who could endure her training was certainly impressive—their stress resistance would be maxed out...

Wuwu, Young Master, I miss you so much...

"I believe that in the next six years, we will surely be able to clear up any misunderstandings..."

No, there's no need to wait for the future; it's cleared up right now...

The students below, who had previously only heard rumors of Zhou Yi's tyranny, felt their hanging hearts finally drop and shatter.

This wasn't just an overbearing teacher; this was a terror-inducing instructor!

Was she even human?!

On the podium, Zhou Yi cast a cold glance at Wang Yan.

That hypocritical display of hers made her feel sick.

Hypocrite!

She did not believe that Wang Yan had no hand in her being demoted to vice-homeroom teacher.

It must have been Wang Yan, Du Weilun, Mu Jin, and those other bastards colluding to plot against her!

A homeroom teacher is a very special position.

In some places, many people don't want the job and are extremely reluctant to take it.

The school might have to grab some unlucky soul to fill the spot.

The reason is simple: the pressure is high, it's exhausting, it's hard work, and the rewards are very low...

Those who volunteer are saints.

Shrek Academy is completely different.

It's hard work and high pressure, but the rewards are far too high.

At Shrek, there is a clear hierarchy among teachers. A homeroom teacher has immense power and serves as a stepping stone for all teachers to promote to special instructor, gaining high resources and status.

There are tangible benefits.

Generally, a regular teacher starts by teaching freshman classes with very few hours. If they perform well, they start leading from the lower grades, again with few hours, gradually increasing them. They have to grind out seniority and time, producing results under the "promote or leave" policy, to eventually promote to an intermediate teacher who can lead a class.

Intermediate teachers continue to grind out seniority and time, producing results, before they can become high-level teachers.

Finally, there are the special instructors who enter the Inner Academy to teach.

The compensation rises accordingly.

Among these, teaching achievements, theoretical contributions, and academy recognition are the keys to promotion.

And within teaching achievements, the student graduation rate and graduation level are crucial indicators.

A homeroom teacher leads a class for a full six years.

Zhou Yi had originally led her class to the third year, but she was directly demoted to lead a freshman class.

She lost three years instantly, and the most important three years at that.

All of her hard work had been stolen away.

Zhou Yi was filled with resentment.

How many three-year periods does an intermediate teacher have to grind through?!

This was a naked humiliation!

It was even more of a suppression!

Now, even her status as the head homeroom teacher had been stripped away.

A deep, unforgivable shame!

And now, Wang Yan was still putting on that hypocritical act!!

Truly disgusting!

A chill ran through Zhou Yi. She had dedicated years of her life, working diligently and conscientiously; she was the most outstanding teacher in all of Shrek.

Only now did she realize that there were enemies everywhere. She had been betrayed by everyone!

Everyone was targeting her!

Without a word, she turned around with an expressionless face and walked away, disdaining to associate with Wang Yan.

"Thump... thump... thump..."

The heavy sound of her footsteps echoed from the classroom into the corridor. Each step felt like a hammer striking the students' hearts, gradually growing fainter until it vanished completely.

A collective "Huu~" swept through the classroom.

A chorus of sighs rang out in perfect unison.

Finally, they're gone.

But these next six years aren't going to be easy...

The students wore miserable expressions, and Wu Feng sighed even more heavily, her delicate little mouth pouting.

Sigh, how depressing. Why did I have to awaken a Power Attack Martial Soul? If only I were...

Hm?

No, that's the wrong way to think. I must be a Power Attack type, otherwise, I won't be able to protect the Young Mistress!

She snapped back to reality, clenching her fists as she swore to herself:

For the Young Mistress, I cannot retreat!

For the Young Mistress!

For the Young Mistress...

Young Mistress...

The corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily, and she couldn't help but squirm a little.

If only the Young Mistress knew everything I've done for her, how wonderful that would be...

"Ah, Wu Feng, so you've done all this for me!"

"Young Mistress, for you, I am willing to do anything..."

"Ah, Wu Feng, I'm so touched!"

"Young Mistress, as long as you are happy, I am willing to do whatever it takes..."

"Ah, Wu Feng, it turns out I am only truly happy when I am with you!"

"Young Mistress, you've finally understood my heart!"

"Wuwuwu, Young Mistress..."

Lu Ran cast a glance at Wu Feng.

Watching her hug herself, alternating between crying and laughing while muttering under her breath, Has she lost her mind?