The teaching assistant walked into the classroom and said sternly to Mr. Rick:
"Mr. Rick, please watch your language."
"This is a classroom, not a film set!"
"You—NG!" Mr. Rick pointed at the woman, his gaze sharp.
"For members of The Family, anywhere I am is a film set!"
For a moment, Mr. Rick's sharp words piqued the interest of the freshmen in the classroom.
"Wait... Mr. Rick? Is that the Mr. Rick?!"
"It really is him! I can't believe we get to see Mr. Rick at school!"
"Mr. Rick, I'm your fan!" a female student cried, standing up and waving wildly.
"Cut—!!" Mr. Rick turned and shouted at the female student.
"Actors, pay attention to your lines."
"I'm playing a guest lecturer right now, while you're 'students.' Do not put on inappropriate performances."
In the last row, March 7th whispered to Yan Huan and Dan Heng:
"That person looks so familiar... I think I've seen his portrait in Moment of Blues. He's supposed to be an amazing director."
"Mm." Dan Heng nodded slightly.
"Mr. Rick's 'Soul-Shattering Black Star,' 'The Withering of a Nebula,' and the famous 'The Night of Myart' are all his works."
"His works are all adapted from real events, so they're highly valuable for reference."
"So Origami University brought a director in to assign us to classes?" Yan Huan asked.
"Can this really be accurate..."
Mr. Rick picked up the documents on the desk. "Let me see the script for this scene."
"Hmm... Under the examiner's direction, The Family will perform Tuning on the candidates and explore the talent in their soul melodies?"
When he read this, the female teaching assistant beside him revealed a smug expression.
Although Mr. Rick was the examiner, she would still be the one actually performing the Tuning.
She was the