This was not Mingyou's first time teaching. In his previous life, he had taught children at an orphanage, so he knew how important it was to keep the mood lively and the lesson from getting too dull.
He had to admit that advertising himself right at the start had caught the students' attention. It had changed their impression of this "teacher"... though not for the better.
"We came to class, not to hear your Ponyta Crossing the River story and your comedy routine!"
That was what most students thought when Mingyou's Open Class ended, though none dared complain.
Only a few students, like Drayton, found his habit of wandering off-topic amusing. Then there were students like Kieran, who would accept anything Mingyou said.
He could not help it... He could not reveal the truth about cultivating the Mutant Crops, and simply explaining the effects of the Fruit would have been too dull. All he could do was keep slipping in tangents during class to fill the time...
Learning nothing from the Open Class was one thing. Reposting his giveaway afterward was another. They cursed Mingyou for wasting two and a half hours of their lives, then rushed to repost the giveaway faster than anyone, afraid they would miss their chance to win.
After the Open Class, Mingyou left the Lecture Hall feeling thoroughly satisfied. Akari stood by the door, her brows furrowed as she stared at him in disbelief. She sighed. "The only word for that lesson is 'disaster.' You looked so composed that I thought you had some unique insight. Instead, you put on a comedy show. This was an Open Class, not a gaming stream..."
She pressed a hand to her forehead and shook her head, unable to go on. As a proper teacher, watching Mingyou teach was