The intern taught a top-performing class, and the parents wanted to change the homeroom teacher.

After class, Li Jun looked excited.

"Holy crap, I really understood that!"

Fan Siwen quickly recalled the words and nodded in surprise, "I understood too! That's incredible."

Several classmates around were also discussing it amongst themselves.

"I understood."

"Math doesn't seem that hard."

"You're already getting cocky after just one class. If you take a few more, you'll be on par with Gauss."

"It's obvious that Professor Lu's lectures are much better! The old ones were so boring; I'd get sleepy after a couple of sentences. But I was getting more and more energized the whole time!"

Li Jun looked reverently at him, "From today onwards, I will treat Brother Lu's words as sacred decrees!"

"So this is what you call Brother Lu?" Fan Siwen joked.

"I didn't want to either, but I'm truly impressed by this man!" Li Jun said, shaking his head.

"I think Teacher Lu is no ordinary teacher, he's got real skills." Qian Zihao came over with a handful of sunflower seeds. He had been unusually attentive during class and actually understood everything.

Wang Xu casually took a few sunflower seeds from him and asked, "So what I don't understand the most is, why would Class 7 need a new homeroom teacher when the teacher is so amazing?"

"What an idiot."

Li Jun shrugged, looking helpless. "Anyway, we've gotten lucky. Even if only our math scores improve, we might still be able to get into university."

The others nodded in agreement.

They are the worst students out there; even a junior college degree is a pipe dream for them.

Now that everyone realizes that teachers can teach clearly and they can understand it, everyone wants to put in a little more effort.

……

Meanwhile, in Class 7 classroom.

The bell had already rung, but the teacher was still teaching.

The physics teacher on stage got a little angry, and his voice became much louder.

During class just now, there was a constant chirping sound of crickets chatting in the classroom.

Maintaining discipline alone took up half a day, which slowed down the original teaching schedule considerably, so we had to extend the class time.

That's strange, it's not usually like this.

offstage.

Zhao Qihang frowned, wondering why today's class felt so sleepy, and he hadn't understood several of the key points.

I even yawned several times without realizing it.

However, he didn't think much of it, assuming it was because he was secretly playing games at night and staying up late.

Other students also felt tired and their heads were foggy. The knowledge points that were originally clear became obscure and difficult to understand. Many people were frequently distracted, and their classroom performance visibly deteriorated.

Just as I finished explaining the content, the class bell rang.

The physics teacher hurriedly packed up his teaching materials and left.

When the homeroom teacher, Zhang Chao, returned to take over the self-study session, Zhao Qihang felt a sudden urge to urinate less than two minutes into the session and raised his hand to signal the teacher.

"Teacher, can I go to the restroom?"

Zhang Chao frowned. "Why did you go to the bathroom right after class started? What were you doing after class?"

"The teacher didn't dismiss get out of class just now; the physics teacher went overtime," Zhao Qihang explained.

Zhang Chao waved his hand, "Those who need to go to the toilet, hurry up and go. Come back and continue studying."

The whole class felt as if they had been granted a pardon, and almost half of them rushed out to use the restroom.

Zhang Chao frowned, somewhat puzzled. Did they have to run overtime for the gold medal class?

……

Evening self-study.

Class 25 was unusually quiet, unlike its usual noisy state.

Every time the students looked up at Lu Qian on the podium, they were met with a death stare from him, which frightened them so much that they quickly lowered their heads to study.

Lu Qian sat on the stage, and could clearly see the students' little actions below.

At this point, the system pops up a task.

[Task: Help at least ten students regain their confidence in learning]

[Reward: Full Concentration]

Lu Qian's eyes lit up; another mission was on.

Cards that improve focus, not bad at all.

...

It was nearing the end of evening self-study.

Lu Qian clapped his hands, attracting the attention of the whole class.

"Tomorrow morning, be sure to attend early self-study on time to memorize vocabulary and classical poems. I will teach you how to quickly memorize classical poems and vocabulary."

Evening self-study session is over.

The students packed up their belongings and left in twos and threes.

Seeing Li Jun walk to the podium, Lu Qian called out, "Li Jun, don't be late for morning self-study tomorrow. If you are late, you know what the consequences will be~"

The surrounding classmates burst out laughing and all turned to look.

Li Jun was extremely embarrassed. "Don't worry, Brother Lu, I promise I won't be late."

Lu Qian smiled at Li Jun's address and did not correct him.

Upon hearing Lu Qian's words, a student walking ahead recalled Li Jun singing in public during the day, and a thought popped into his mind.

After most of the students had left, Lu Qian packed up his things and left the classroom.

As soon as I stepped onto the next floor, a familiar figure walked out from the side.

Lu Qian looked up and his gaze sharpened. It was Zhao Qihang, a former student from Class 7.

His mother was Zhang Li, who was also the parents' representative that morning.

What a coincidence!

Zhao Qihang felt extremely uncomfortable and inwardly cursed his bad luck.

I had an upset stomach and went to the toilet, so I left later than usual.

Unexpectedly, I ran into Lu Qian, the homeroom teacher who had just been replaced.

Zhao Qihang already knew about the change of homeroom teacher.

Zhang Li learned about many things in the class through him.

So when we meet again, I can't help but feel guilty.

"Hello, Teacher Lu."

Zhao Qihang forced himself to greet them, but the thought of walking together to the lobby, or even to the school gate, made him feel inexplicably awkward.

"Hello there."

Lu Qian nodded calmly, his heart at peace.

He's not a child anymore. Since they don't like him and want to replace him, then they should just part ways. There's no need to take it out on the child.

So he didn't show any unusual emotions.

In the adult world, we only choose, we don't change.

However, out of a teacher's moral standards, Lu Qian still said, "You should work hard in the future too."

Zhao Qihang nodded hastily, then pointed ahead and quickly made an excuse, saying, "Teacher Lu, my friend is waiting for me up ahead, I have to go now."

"Be careful," Lu Qian replied casually.

Zhao Qihang felt as if he had been granted a pardon and hurriedly ran downstairs.

Watching Zhao Qihang's figure disappear around the corner of the stairs, Lu Qian shook his head.

Zhao Qihang's grades were initially just average, ranking in the middle of the class, and his performance in exams was unstable, fluctuating up and down.

He can't concentrate on studying in class; he's always daydreaming and chatting.

After Lu Qian became the homeroom teacher of Class 7, he personally supervised many students, and with the help of the system, their grades improved rapidly.

Zhao Qihang is one of them.

Now that he's been replaced, I hope these kids can maintain their learning momentum and not revert to their old ways.

As I stepped out of the teaching building, a familiar shout rang out.

"Lu Qian!"

A tall figure walked over.

Lu Qian was somewhat surprised, but then he immediately thought of something and quickly walked over.

Geng Zeqin, a trainee physical education teacher, is a good friend of his from the same high school and university.

"You're such a slowpoke," Geng Zeqin complained. "You're only getting off self-study this late. When I was in school, I was always the first one to rush out. Now that I'm a teacher, I'm even slower."

"How can that compare to you? A PE teacher, you're set for retirement right after graduation," Lu Qian joked.

"Absolutely." Geng Zeqin said proudly, then, as if remembering something, he put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Come on, I'll treat you to a meal."

The two went to their usual skewers restaurant, Liangjiao, and ordered a private room.

"Tell me, what happened? You were doing fine in Class 7, how did you get transferred to Class 25?" Geng Zeqin asked seriously.

He had few classes today and got off work early. He was playing games at home when he heard the news, so he went back to school and waited for Lu Qian right when evening self-study ended.

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