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

Mathematics Office.

The other math teachers would occasionally glance at Lu Qian, then exchange glances, raise their eyebrows, and communicate with each other.

It's clear that the news of Lu Qian being removed from his position as head teacher of the gold medal class has already spread.

Lu Qian ignored the stares and focused on the report card of Class 25 in his hand.

As expected of a class that consistently ranks last in the grade, almost all the students on the report card failed.

However, there were a few students who did well in their studies, which was a breath of fresh air.

"Ms. Lu, why did you become the homeroom teacher of Class 25? If you really can't do that, you could at least be a subject teacher."

Hu Daxing and Lu Qian usually had a good relationship, so seeing this, he couldn't help but step forward and ask in confusion.

He had been teaching math to Class 25, but he had just received a notice from the school that all subsequent math teaching and class teacher duties for Class 25 would be transferred to Lu Qian.

My mood is hard to say whether it's good or bad.

Before Lu Qian could speak, a loud voice suddenly came from the office doorway.

"You can't say that. Going to Class 25 is actually quite good. You don't have to worry about anything. Anyway, those bad students don't study, so you don't need to teach them. Just treat it as a vacation."

Zhang Chao strolled in leisurely, his face beaming with undisguised smugness, and headed straight for his desk.

He sat diagonally opposite Lu Qian.

Hu Daxing looked displeased. "Teacher Zhang, what you said is not right."

Although he had no hope for Class 25, he put his heart and soul into every class and never did it perfunctorily. How could he treat class as a vacation?

Lu Qian frowned slightly, understanding dawning on his mind.

When he first joined the company, Zhang Chao was quite friendly and showed no signs of malice.

But ever since he took over Class 7 and led the class to a remarkable turnaround into a gold medal class, Zhang Chao's jealousy became completely uncontrollable, and he would make sarcastic remarks from time to time.

They say sarcastic things like, "Did they leak the questions?" or "Your skills are even better than our teacher's."

But looking at him like this, could it be...?

The next second, Zhang Chao passed by Lu Qian's desk and said with a big smile, "Teacher Lu, could you please give me the materials for Class 7? I'll be in charge of Class 7 from now on, so you don't need to worry about it."

Lu Qian suddenly realized why he was laughing so smugly; he had gotten a good deal and become the head teacher of the gold medal class.

Being a top-performing class teacher not only brings fame, but also the highest level of performance-based benefits.

Lu Qian gently pushed a stack of neatly organized materials over, his expression calm. "Then I'll have to trouble you, Teacher Zhang. I hope you can maintain Class 7's performance, uphold the title of 'Gold Medal Class,' and not disappoint the parents."

"As for the students in Class 25, you don't need to worry about them. I've never thought of them as hopeless bad students. In my eyes, every child has the opportunity to improve their grades and turn things around."

Zhang Chao snorted and happily returned to his desk with the documents in his hand.

He couldn't be bothered to talk to Lu Qian anymore. He was already a top-notch teacher, so why bother arguing with a student teacher?

What future can a teacher have teaching a bad class like Class 25? He'll be kicked out of Yucai School sooner or later.

Seeing his smug look, Lu Qian sneered inwardly.

Do you really think Class 7 is an easy, well-behaved class? They'll have their share of headaches.

No one noticed that a student passing by the entrance had his ears perked up. After listening, he ran to the restroom with a gossipy look on his face, took out his phone, and sent a message.

……

Inside classroom 25 of the second year of high school.

Li Jun sat in the last row near the door playing King of Glory, his expression serious.

With only twenty seconds left, it was time to prepare to steal the dragon. His marksman was well-positioned and was firing wildly.

The next second, a chat message suddenly popped up at the top of the screen.

Li Jun, who was using three fingers to drag the minimap, accidentally clicked on it, and the game interface instantly switched to a chat window.

[Jun-ge, your class is getting a new homeroom teacher!]

Holy crap!

Li Jun cursed under his breath, then hurriedly switched back to the game.

However, their team had been wiped out, resulting in a loss.

"Damn it, which idiot sent this message? Are they sick in the head?" Li Jun cursed as he threw his phone on the table, making no attempt to hide his voice.

The teacher on the podium was already used to it, and didn't even lift his eyelids, continuing his lecture as if nothing had happened.

My deskmate, Fan Siwen, is a girl with long, wavy hair. She laughed when she saw this.

"You noob, you lost again."

"Bullshit, what kind of idiot messaged me?"

"What?"

"mom……"

"Sigh~"

"roll!"

After a few seconds, Li Jun picked up his phone, glanced at the message, and frowned.

"Is the homeroom teacher coming?"

"Huh?" Fan Siwen looked over, her face full of surprise. "Our class has a homeroom teacher? Who's being so inconsiderate?"

Li Jun typed out the question rapidly.

After a while.

He chuckled, laughing gleefully, "This new teacher is really unlucky. He finally led his top-performing class to success, only to have someone else steal his thunder and send him to our class! Hahahaha!"

Within minutes, the whole class knew that a homeroom teacher was coming.

However, I lost interest after a while, since I knew I'd be kicked out after only a few days anyway.

It was almost noon when school let out.

Li Jun whispered to the side, "Let's go, let's grab a machine, there won't be any left in a while."

"Let's go, let's go."

The three boys crouched down and walked out through the back door.

Just as they reached the main gate, the bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class. The three of them swaggered out of the gate and ran towards the internet cafe.

……

Twenty minutes before afternoon class, Lu Qian was sitting in his office, preparing to go to class.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he asked himself.

"System, I've re-bound myself to Class 25. Are there any rewards? You didn't say I couldn't change my binding!"

When I first joined Class 7, I was rewarded with a card blind box and one million in cash.

I don't know if it will work this time.

【*…*&…@#】

The system seemed to freeze for a moment, as if it was struggling with something.

After a while.

[Successfully linked to Class 25, rewarded with one draw for a card, and a cash prize of 1 million yuan, already deposited into bank account]

Lu Qian raised an eyebrow. Excellent, he had gotten another freebie.

[Note: There will be no further rewards for changing classes afterward.]

Lu Qian's excitement remained undiminished; breaking even was a win, and making a small profit was a huge win.

Start drawing cards.

With a thought, Lu Qian conjured up a giant lottery roulette wheel, which began to spin rapidly.

It came to a slow stop after a short while.

A golden card slowly rotated in Lu Qian's field of vision.

[Supreme Ruler: In any competition, you will always be the strongest. After the competition, you will gain the abilities acquired during the competition and earn varying degrees of respect from your opponents.]

Lu Qian's pupils dilated; a big shipment had been delivered.

As everyone knows, there are no weak abilities in the rule-based system.

They are born with an invincible position.

This makes it much easier to discipline Class 25.

Ten minutes before afternoon class, Lu Qian walked into Class 25 with the attendance list.

Only a majority of the students were in the classroom.

Upon seeing the unfamiliar teacher walk in, the students all perked up, as if they were looking at some rare animal.

A boy at the front asked with a grin, "Ms. Lu, are you going to be our class's homeroom teacher?"

Lu Qian looked over and saw the boy's information panel in front of him.

Name: Yang Shun

Gender: Male

Age: 16

[Talents: Math (Pass), Chinese (Average), English (Very Poor), Physics (Good), Chemistry (Pass), Biology (Pass)... Long Jump (Excellent)]

Lu Qian smiled and nodded. "Yes, your name is Yang Shun, right? How did you know my surname is Lu?"

"I found out this morning, it's that intern teacher who got her peaches picked," Yang Shun said casually with a chuckle.

The crowd burst into laughter.

Lu Qian wasn't annoyed. "Yeah, you can't let me get away with this anymore."

"Definitely not," Yang Shun said confidently, "because there simply won't be any peaches for anyone else to pick."

The laughter in the classroom grew even louder.

Lu Qian's gaze slowly swept over the entire class.

People were getting their hair permed, dyed, altered school uniforms, and made up... There was also a faint smell of alcohol in the air.

Furthermore, their mockery of the teacher during the conversation showed a complete lack of respect for the teacher.

However, after scanning around, he discovered that Class 25 was not entirely composed of dull-witted individuals; on the contrary, it contained quite a few promising talents whose potential had been wasted by the lazy environment.

However, being in the bottom class for a long time, with no one to guide or pay attention to him, he eventually gave up on learning completely.

At this point, the system pops up a task.

[Mission: Conquer at least ten students in Class 25 0/10]

[Reward: Words of Wisdom]

Lu Qian raised an eyebrow, his expression strange.

System, you said "conquer", right?

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