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

The next day, morning self-study.

Lu Qian leaned against the podium, looking at the students below with amusement.

"What a pity, everyone arrived on time."

He wanted to continue playing pranks on these kids, but he didn't expect that none of them were late, and those who arrived on time were gone.

Upon hearing Lu Qian's words, the students in the audience twitched at the corners of their mouths and rolled their eyes wildly.

Who would dare to be late now?

The first time, Li Jun was tone-deaf and was punished by having to sing in front of the whole class.

The second time Zhang Zidong had his personal signature read aloud in front of the whole class, he felt incredibly ashamed just thinking about it.

Nobody wants to be the next unlucky one.

Who knows what unacceptable thing they'll punish us for?

"Alright, let's start morning self-study. Let's increase the workload. In addition to classical Chinese, add 20 more words."

"Don't doubt yourself. If I say you can do it, you can do it!"

The sound of recitation gradually filled the classroom.

Lu Qian's gaze swept over Li Jun, Wang Xu, Fan Siwen, Feng Zhiqiang, and other students he was already familiar with.

They were all reading attentively.

Finally, he looked at Ma Chengde, who was sitting upright with bright eyes as he read his book.

When I walked into the classroom just now, I stood tall and held my head high.

Lu Qian could tell that this confidence wasn't entirely from the heart, but over time, it would gradually develop into a confident personality.

There's still enough time, take it slow, that's fine.

……

School gate.

"Which class are you in? You're late, stand over there."

"Where's your school uniform? Put it on!"

"..."

Grade Director Pan Hai stood at the main gate with his hands behind his back and a stern face, with several late students standing beside him.

"Alright, hurry back to your morning self-study session and come early tomorrow."

Pan Hai had a few names written in his notebook, but he didn't plan to go to the corresponding homeroom teachers. He just wanted to scare the kids and would mention it to everyone at the weekly meeting.

Pan Hai walked towards the teaching building, where several students on duty were still sweeping the floor.

"Alright, alright, stop sweeping and go back to morning self-study."

After sending the students back, Pan Hai quickly swept the area with a broom before entering the teaching building himself.

Hearing the sounds of reading aloud in the corridor, Pan Hai began patrolling the doors of each classroom.

Every now and then, he would come to the back door, emitting a death stare, or unleash the Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger.

The first few classes were okay; although a few students were daydreaming, the overall discipline was acceptable.

Pan Hai doesn't expect every class to have 100% learning.

However, when he walked to the back door of Class 7 and looked inside, he frowned.

My eyes swept down and I saw two students whispering to each other near the back door.

There were also people pretending to recite texts while actually chatting.

Does he really think Director Pan can't distinguish lip movements?

There are also children who sleep with their heads resting on the table and using books to cover their faces.

There were also a few people staring blankly out the window.

Is this what a top-tier class should look like?!

Pan Hai looked around but couldn't find the homeroom teacher.

The fire got even bigger.

Where did Zhang Chao go?

I just visited Class 1 and Class 5, the two top-performing classes, and they were all studying diligently.

Pan Hai doesn't care what learning methods he uses, but he also won't chat or sleep!

Moreover, the Seventh Squad didn't act like this during patrols before.

Pan Hai grew angrier and angrier, and kicked the door with his foot.

"Clang!"

Two students who were chatting and laughing by the back door were startled by the sound. They instinctively turned around and met Pan Hai's chilling gaze.

The two students were startled and quickly sat up straight.

The sound also attracted other students. After meeting Pan Hai's gaze, all the students who had been daydreaming sat up straight and began to recite their lessons.

What angered Pan Hai even more was that the few who were sleeping didn't react at all, and only sat up after being pushed by their deskmates.

Pan Hai walked to the front door, pushed it open, and went inside.

With a stern face, he coldly surveyed the room.

The students in the class lowered their heads, not daring to utter a sound.

When you run into Pan Hai, you just say hello and he'll nod and smile in response.

But once he puts on a stern face and glares, the sense of oppression immediately rises!

Where is your homeroom teacher?

……

bathroom.

Zhang Chao made a phone call with a serious expression.

"Don't worry, no problem, just send it to me."

"I'm currently leading a top-performing class!"

"...I only feel at ease when introduced by acquaintances."

A moment later, the call ended.

A smug smile appeared on Zhang Chao's face, his lips twisting into a Nike logo.

Not long ago, he heard that a senior he knew from university was running a training course on his own while working as a teacher and was making a lot of money.

They've changed houses and cars.

He was moved by what he heard and envious of what he saw.

So he secretly made one too.

Several parents who brought their children here gave him red envelopes that were worth more than his salary.

In addition to tutoring fees, the extra income is much higher than a fixed salary.

Just now, an acquaintance recommended a student, and thinking that another large sum of money would come in, Zhang Chao couldn't help but hum a tune.

I shook the water off my hands and smoothed my bangs in front of the mirror.

"As a top-performing instructor in the gold medal class, I should be the one earning this money!"

However, thinking about the Class 7 he had just taken over, he frowned again, as it was not quite the gold medal class he had imagined.

They are not easy to manage, their cooperation is not high, and their class discipline is not very good.

Zhang Chao thought about it again and realized that he had only taken over the job a couple of days ago, so this was normal. He would get used to it after spending more time with the person.

By the time students reach their senior year of high school, many will have the opportunity to attend prestigious universities, and a large number will go to key universities, making their reputation even more prominent.

Fame and fortune are within easy reach, and you might even gain some minor power.

Thinking about it this way, Zhang Chao felt even better; he had a bright future ahead of him!

As Zhang Chao stepped out of the restroom, he concealed the smile on his face.

However, when he saw Pan Hai standing at the entrance of Class 7, he frowned and walked over quickly.

"Director Pan."

Pan Hai was supervising Class 7's self-study session when he heard Zhang Chao's voice. He turned around, and without asking where he was going, he spoke directly.

"Teacher Zhang, we still need to pay more attention to discipline during morning self-study."

"As I walked by, several of your classmates were chatting and sleeping."

"Since the parents of Class 7 chose you, you can't let them down."

"When Teacher Lu was in charge of the class, the discipline was always very good."

Hearing himself being compared to Lu Qian, a shadow crossed Zhang Chao's eyes.

A lucky intern teacher doesn't even deserve to be compared to me.

While thinking this to himself, he nodded earnestly with a serious expression on his face.

"Don't worry, Director. These students might not be used to it yet, but I will definitely keep a close eye on them."

Pan Hai nodded slightly, but in his heart he was thinking about when Lu Qian taught Class 7. His discipline and study habits were simply amazing.

I wonder if Lu Qian is under any pressure leading Class 25. I'll go check on him later.

"Okay, there's still a while before morning self-study, I'll go take a walk around some more."

After Pan Hai left.

Zhang Chao walked into the classroom with a cold face and slammed the door shut behind him.

"Who was caught by Director Pan just now?"

"Stand up yourself!"

The two students at the back door stood up with their heads down.

"Just the two of them? Do I need to call roll? Director Pan told me about the sleeping ones and the chatting ones!" Zhang Chao shouted.

A moment later, some more students stood up.

"You'll be standing and listening this morning!"

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