Ninth class citizen

Chapter 49 Sincerity
"I paid tuition to come here to study." Nan Rong said tactfully.

"So what?" Melissa, who came from a top family, was completely unable to accept her resentment.

"It's not impossible to substitute for a teacher, but you have to pay for it."

"I'll give you half of my teaching subsidy." Teacher Melissa was generous.

"Actually, it's not just about money." Nan Rong smiled and rubbed his hands: "I don't know what to teach them. Especially for the second grade class, there are not even textbooks."

"That's easy." Melissa said, "I'll pack up the previous study materials and send them to you. Just follow the instructions. Is that ok?"

At the same time, Nan Rong's personal terminal received a folder containing tutorials for picking classes and videos of perfect collection of hundreds of thousands of common materials, as well as Melissa's own class notes.

The value of this set of information alone is difficult to estimate.

Compared to Melissa's generosity, Hilo Star University seems petty.

All textbooks and exams are in paper form, and the paper has been specially treated so that it cannot be captured by personal terminals.

The teaching robot in the simulation cabin does provide picking videos, but those videos are not allowed to be copied, so you can only learn on the spot. If you want to review after class, you have to pay to use the computer.

"I'm still a student." Nan Rong pressed on: "I have to take care of other courses on weekdays, so I'm afraid I can't obey your orders at any time."

Melissa glanced at her calmly and said, "I have seen your attributes. It is a waste of time to study with those mediocre people. You are the one I personally chose, so I will not let you suffer any loss."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Rong received an even larger folder, which contained a large amount of learning materials related to the genetic optimization major, organized into different categories, including but not limited to tutorials, detailed explanations, notes, experimental records, etc. of various subjects.

They all originally belonged to the Federal Genetic Optimization University and were valuable resources that were invisible and intangible on lower-level stars. But now, it was like a glittering treasure mountain that was casually delivered to their hands.

Nan Rong looked at Melissa enthusiastically and smiled sincerely: "Then there is only one last question left."

"Will I be in charge of the picking classes for the first and second grades, or will I just take over temporarily for a period of time and then let you take over?"

"Of course you are responsible for it." Melissa yawned again. Because she was a little sleepy, she couldn't help but complain to Nan Rong:

"I am also a consulting researcher at the Genetic Research Institute, and I have a lot more work to do. If your school environment wasn't relatively safe, I wouldn't have agreed to move in."

It turns out that this person actually treated the school as a free safe apartment.

"I understand." Nan Rong got the answer he wanted, turned around and left with satisfaction: "I won't disturb your rest."

"See you tomorrow." Melissa squinted her eyes and looked at Nan Rong's back. Suddenly, she felt that he looked familiar.

Why does it look so much like that person? Who does it look like?
Her numb head could not support much thinking, and she fell into a deep sleep.

At lunch time, Nan Rong made an exception and spent 200 Cowans to order a bowl of natural egg fried rice.

The bright yellow eggs, wrapped with snow-white, crystal-clear, and plump natural rice, mixed with secret soy sauce, burst out with a mellow and delicious flavor.

Nan Rong squinted his eyes happily and put rice into his mouth one spoonful after another.

The only downside is that the portion of this egg fried rice is a bit small.

For some reason, her appetite has been getting better and better recently, and she always feels that no matter how much she eats, it is never enough.

Guan Ning sat opposite her with a plate of cheese baked rice.

His eyes fell on Nan Rong's face, showing unprecedented eagerness. Nan Rong was still immersed in the food at first, but gradually he became interested in the person opposite him.

"What's wrong with your face?" she asked. "It's all blue and purple. Do you want to apply some ointment?"

As she spoke, she was thinking about emulsifying the extract of Lingpu grass and selling it to him at a high price.

Lingpu grass has excellent blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing functions, so it must be very effective if made into an ointment. So even if it is sold for 500 coin a box, it is not too unscrupulous, right?
Guan Ning had no idea that Nan Rong only saw him as a small Cowan ATM. He thought Nan Rong cared about him, so he was overjoyed.

“No, no.” He smiled what he thought was a stoic and handsome smile, but he didn’t know that the bruised face and nose further lowered his appearance.

"I'm in good health, and any minor injuries will heal in a few days. Otherwise, I'll go straight to the infirmary for repair." He said, "But no matter what, thank you for your concern."

"Oh." The transaction failed and Nan Rong instantly lost interest in him.

She had no concept of the opposite sex or appearance in her mind, she only cared about the total amount of money in the ATM and the speed at which money was dispensed.

Haydn had lunch with his father, Mr. Hughes Brandon. Both of them were in a bad mood and had no appetite despite the table full of natural delicacies.

"So, even when my father went there in person, he was unable to convince Teacher Melissa to change her mind."

Although he had a premonition, Haydn still tasted a bitterness he had never experienced before.

It turns out that even someone as powerful as my father cannot do something.

Even though the Bran family can call the shots on a ninth-magnitude planet, they are still nothing in the eyes of higher-level stars.

Hughes Bran put down his knife and fork and stared at him, his face full of disappointment: "That local thief named Nan Rong is not as talented as you, and his knowledge and experience are far behind you."

"Before this, Luo Er specifically reminded you to deal with the threat as soon as possible...but what did you do?"

"It's my fault." Haydn lowered his head. "I thought it was the school's resources after all, and I was just trying to please him. But now that things have come to this, it's not important to pursue the past. What's important is how to make amends."

A fleeting smile flashed in Hughes Bran's blue eyes.

"Still calm." He said, "I have already made arrangements for this matter. Just..."

"Father." Haydn interrupted him, "I planted the seeds, so let me solve them. After all, she has a background in the Special Affairs Bureau, has extraordinary talents, and is a student of our school. There is no need to be too drastic."

"Then I will give you one last chance. If you still can't control the person, then don't blame me for being cruel."

Hughes Bran took a natural cotton napkin, wiped the oil from his lips, and threw it aside: "I came here today for another matter. The official from the Education Bureau will come to inspect in the next few days. Has everything been arranged with the Student Union?"

Haydn sat up straight instantly, his eyes showing unprecedented seriousness. Looking closely, he could see an indescribable solemnity in his eyes: "Don't worry, father. The student union will complete the change of leadership in the shortest possible time and will not delay the school's business."

During lunch break, Nan Rong returned to the dormitory and met Wendy, whom he rarely saw.

She leaned on the sofa in the common room, basking in the sun, unable to hide the dark circles under her eyes.

When she saw Nan Rong come in, she just nodded and continued to be in a daze.

Nan Rong just happened to have something to discuss with her.

(End of this chapter)