Why Are You Recording Your Teacher Scolding You?

"He'd been laying the groundwork all along?"

"No wonder he's the man I have my eye on!"

"Chen Changhe's core believers had always been Goblins from beginning to end, and they were fully mutated, powerful Goblins at that."

Lu Hongrong's breathing quickened from excitement.

Goblins were a very weak race.

But there were always exceptions.

For example, Lu Hongrong had once heard of a deity who possessed a peculiar race known as Dark Goblins.

These Goblins had been corrupted by Dark Divine Power. They could reproduce without reproductive isolation. There were no females within their race, so they relied on plundering females from other races to reproduce.

And they reproduced quickly, usually producing a litter every one to two weeks.

They could reach adulthood in one to two months.

With these Dark Goblins, that deity had developed countless powerful Goblin races.

Sword Saint Goblins, Flame Demon Goblins, Dragonblood Goblins, Nun Goblins, Angel Goblins...

That individual had now become a God King whose Divine Kingdom had ascended high into the heavens.

And he was a terrifying big shot who could make the entire Blue Star Divine Civilization tremble with a single stomp.

His honorific title was "Goblin Overlord."

Even among God Kings, he was one of the very best.

Chen Changhe's Goblins certainly could not compare to Dark Goblins.

But they were still powerful and extraordinarily gifted.

Their future was limitless.

"What a schemer!"

"Chen Changhe is actually such a scheming boy!"

"Could there be some hidden background behind Chen Changhe's identity?"

"Was his commoner family background fake? Was he actually born into some ancient Divine Civilization family?"

"Had he been forced to come to this godforsaken place and hide his identity because of internal family conflict?"

"Now that the College Entrance Examination is approaching, was he finally preparing to make a powerful return?"

In just a dozen or so seconds.

Lu Hongrong had imagined an entire Jinjiang-style deity vengeance drama.

Although they had entered Divine Civilization, they still had basic literary and entertainment needs.

Jinjiang was one such website for literary works with a distinctive style.

Its biggest features were clean romance and surreal smut.

Villain stories had become especially popular lately, and Lu Hongrong was a devoted reader of the site.

"Bad and handsome, the classic villain script!"

"I love it so much!"

As she looked at Chen Changhe, Lu Hongrong's eyes were filled with little stars.

She loved this version of Chen Changhe even more.

All at once, she felt as though she had stepped into the role of the female lead.

"If I could be with Chen Changhe."

"Even if I can't be the female lead, being the second female lead would be fine!"

Fantasizing was not a privilege exclusive to men.

When women fantasized, they were far scarier than men.

Lu Hongrong was practically drooling. She had nearly thought of a name for their tenth son.

She did not even know where to put her feet.

Her cheeks were flushed, brimming with affection.

Chen Changhe glanced at Lu Hongrong and frowned.

Subconsciously, he moved farther away from her.

I get the feeling she's thinking about something improper.

Too bad I have no proof.

Ah! Forget it...

Lu Hongrong was pretty and had shown him wholehearted devotion.

But Chen Changhe simply did not like her.

He had not liked her before, and he did not like her now.

He probably would not like her in the future either.

Just then, Lu Hongrong also looked at Chen Changhe.

Their eyes met.

"Ah, Chen Changhe is looking at me too!"

"Could it be that he actually likes me too, and he's just playing hard to get?"

"The villain characters in novels mostly have this kind of repressed personality..."

Lu Hongrong's heart pounded wildly, and patches of crimson bloomed across her cheeks.

Just then, Zhu Caigou's furious voice sounded from outside the door:

"Chen Changhe, you little bastard! Get out here!"

Chen Changhe stormed in, burning with rage.

The moment he entered, he pointed at Chen Changhe's nose and started cursing.

"Chen Changhe, you ungrateful brat! I painstakingly taught you for three years, and now, right before the College Entrance Examination, you want to transfer classes.

What do you mean by that? How have I wronged you?"

"Painstakingly? Taught?"

Chen Changhe looked at Zhu Caigou with a faintly mocking smile.

"Teacher Caigou... no, Teacher Pig, why do those words sound so awkward coming from you?

Who was it that spent the past few days making sarcastic digs at me? Surely that wasn't your twin brother?"

As Chen Changhe spoke, he played a recording of Zhu Caigou insulting him in class before.

He had recorded many similar clips this semester.

Using those recordings as evidence, he had submitted an application to the school to change classes.

"Y-You actually recorded it? I... I..."

Zhu Caigou was furious.

So what if I insulted you?

If you hadn't performed so terribly back then, why would I have said such things?

If you had shown this kind of ability earlier.

Wouldn't I have worshipped you like an ancestor?

What student goes to school carrying a recorder?

Had this brat been trying to set me up from the very beginning?

"Well... wasn't it because you weren't making progress before?

The deeper the love, the harsher the criticism. You need to understand your teacher's good intentions. I promise that from now on, I'll definitely value you. Chen Changhe, withdraw your class-transfer application.

I guarantee that the class's resources will be heavily tilted toward you from now on. I'll make sure you achieve excellent results in the College Entrance Examination."

"I admit that I didn't value you enough before, but please give your teacher a chance to correct his mistake."

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Zhu Caigou spoke gently and tried to persuade Chen Changhe.

A wise man did not fight when the odds were against him.

Lowering himself a little would cost him nothing.

He needed to keep this kid first.

Besides, he was at fault in this matter. It could be big or small.

Letting it blow up would not do him any good.

This time, Zhu Caigou lowered his stance considerably.

He still did not want to give up a genius student like Chen Changhe.

As the homeroom teacher, Zhu Caigou had considerable authority.

The school provided every deity student with substantial resource subsidies.

The authority to distribute the resource subsidies for Senior Year Class 5 rested in Zhu Caigou's hands.

How much each person received, and who received it, was entirely up to him.

But lately, aside from a few top students who received their full subsidies, most people could only receive a small portion.

Chen Changhe, in particular, had not received a single thing before.

All the resources that had been withheld had ended up in Zhu Caigou's own pocket.

Zhu Caigou planned to give Chen Changhe more resources from now on to dispel Chen Changhe's hostility toward him.

As a teacher, his students' College Entrance Examination results concerned not only his reputation but also his actual interests.

If his performance was too poor, he might even be dismissed by the school.

Bian Jianqiang had dropped out, meaning his class had already lost one strong student.

If Chen Changhe transferred classes too, the assessment of his final teaching results would definitely be severely affected.

He had seen Chen Changhe's performance. If things continued like this, Chen Changhe would absolutely have a chance of entering a first-rate academy.

How could he possibly give up such teaching results when they were already in his grasp?

Outstanding students, after all.

They were bound to have a little pride.

It was understandable.

He would not get angry.