Mu Jin Teacher: This Year's Students Are Really Hard to Handle
As for those two upperclassmen, they're probably still trembling like leaves in the Academic Affairs Office, right?
The teacher's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. With a swirling of his Soul Power, he swept them both away, giving them no chance to explain.
Did they really expect Dai Huabin to bail them out?
Dream on. Dai Huabin won't even show his face. Dai Huabin's definitely capable of shifting the blame, and might even turn around and accuse the two of causing trouble on their own, saying it has nothing to do with him.
At that point, they'll not only receive a major demerit at the academy, but they might also be expelled. They'll also be punished when they return to their families, leaving them in a lose-lose situation.
It's a pity we didn't see Huo Yuhao unleash his full potential, but that's alright, it'll be more interesting to watch the show later.
When I glimpsed Huo Yuhao being carried away, his fists were clenched so tightly that blood seeped through his fingers. I bet he'll never forget this humiliation for the rest of his life.
Once he rises to prominence, he'll target these two upperclassmen first, and Dai Huabin will be the second. I'll be sitting in the front row watching then.
Lin Ye had witnessed quite a show today, but even the most exciting shows eventually come to an end.
After the play ended, everyone returned to the classroom to prepare for class.
As Ms. Mu Jin walked into the classroom, still echoing with the sound of the school bell, the previously somewhat relaxed class instantly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
The students were seeing her like this for the first time.
She always had a smile in her eyes, and even her voice was gentle and soft when she was lecturing. Even when criticizing people, she never said anything harsh.
But today her face was so gloomy it could drip water, her brows were furrowed into an unresolved knot, and even the faint smile that usually graced the corners of her mouth had vanished completely.
At this moment, he was enveloped in a low-pressure atmosphere that said, "Don't mess with me," and even the lesson plan on the podium made a loud bang.
Many quick-witted students immediately realized that, in addition to being the homeroom teacher of Class Two, Ms. Mu Jin was also temporarily serving as the homeroom teacher of Class One.
The news of Huo Yuhao being carried away from the entrance of the Teaching Building has been widely circulated. Huo Yuhao is a student in Class One.
Teacher Mu Jin's unusually angry expression is most likely related to Huo Yuhao.
Teacher Mu Jin stood behind the podium, feeling only bad luck.
Why is she so unlucky? Zhou Yi got into trouble because she wanted to put Huo Yuhao on the expulsion list, didn't she?
Just a few days later, he was summoned for questioning by the Academic Affairs Office because of Huo Yuhao's mess.
Is Huo Yuhao somehow tainted by something unclean? Otherwise, why would anyone who comes into contact with him suffer?
Teacher Mu Jin took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging frustration in her chest.
She knew that as a teacher, she shouldn't have such resistant thoughts towards a student, but these thoughts were like thorns stuck in her flesh; the more she tried to pull them out, the more excruciating the pain became.
She glanced up and swept her gaze across the faces below the stage, some filled with doubt and others with trepidation. Her eyes were as cold as ice, a stark contrast to the gentle and kind-hearted homeroom teacher she was usually.
"I've roughly learned about Huo Yuhao's situation."
Her voice was flat, devoid of any inflection, yet it carried more weight than any reprimand she had ever given. "The specifics will depend on the outcome of the Academic Affairs Office's investigation."
She paused, her gaze lingering on the faces of the new students for a moment, before continuing, her tone cold and unyielding. "I hope that in the future, whether it's students in Class Two or Class One, similar situations will not occur."
Shrek Academy is a pure land for spiritual cultivation, not a place for fighting and brawling in the streets and alleys.
We're here to learn and become stronger, not to cause trouble and create problems for others and ourselves.
After saying this, Teacher Mu Jin stopped looking at the students' reactions, as if saying another word would be too much of a waste of her energy.
She picked up her lesson plan expressionlessly, turned to the page she was going to cover today, pointed at the paper, and resumed her lecturing tone.
But the gentle, persuasive teaching of the past was gone; the atmosphere in the classroom was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
After teaching for most of the lesson, Ms. Mu Jin's emotions gradually calmed down in line with the rhythm of the lesson.
She was a gentle person by nature, and her cold expression just now was only a result of her pent-up frustration. As time went by, her brows unconsciously relaxed, and her voice gradually returned to its usual gentle tone.
The oppressive atmosphere that had kept the whole class silent dissipated, and the students below quietly loosened their grip on their pens, letting out a sigh of relief.
As she flipped through the attendance list, she paused slightly at the name Huo Yuhao, secretly estimating in her mind: Huo Yuhao had bruised his knee badly that morning and had been numb by some unknown powder; he would have to stay in the infirmary for at least a day or two, so it was only natural that he wouldn't be able to attend class.
Time flies, and before we knew it, it was afternoon.
The bell rang, and Teacher Mu Jin walked into the classroom with her lesson plan. Her first glance fell on Huo Yuhao's empty seat, and she sighed silently.
After the bell rang for the start of class, she didn't immediately open her textbook as usual. Instead, she placed her lesson plan on one side of the lectern, rested her hands on the edge of the table, and looked more solemn than ever before.
"Classmates, I still want to mention Huo Yuhao's matter today."
Her tone had softened, losing the coldness of the morning, and now carried a hint of helpless concern. "You've just started school, and the highest level you've reached is only a dozen or so. Most of the senior students are above level 30."
If you really encounter something like this, which is deliberately provoking you, you have no chance of winning by fighting back; on the contrary, you will suffer a great loss for no reason.
So I advise you that if you encounter a similar situation in the future, you should learn from Huo Yuhao and call for help from your teacher immediately, instead of trying to save face.
As the homeroom teacher, I really don't want to see this kind of thing happen again, and I don't want to keep running to the Academic Affairs Office over these matters.
"Good..."
A chorus of responses came from below, though the voices were loud, a closer listen revealed discrepancies.
Several sturdy freshmen in the front row shouted loudly, while a few hot-tempered ones in the back row frowned. There was also a boy wearing glasses who verbally agreed, but his fingers crumpled the corner of his textbook into a ball, clearly dissatisfied.
Most of the students present had witnessed the entire incident at the entrance of the Teaching Building that morning. If they had been cornered by two upperclassmen, they probably would have been red-eyed and rushed at them to fight to the death.
How could anyone endure the humiliation and cry out, "Teacher, save me!" like Huo Yuhao did?
To these proud and arrogant freshmen, complaining to a teacher was the most shameful thing to do.
Soul Master's reputation is earned through their fists. Any grudges should be settled by oneself. Hiding behind one's teacher for protection is not the mark of a true man.
Teacher Mu Jin stood on the podium, taking in all these subtle expressions.
Some students in the audience were perfunctory, some were indifferent, and one girl even secretly pursed her lips, clearly disdainful of the idea of "learning from Huo Yuhao".