The live stream is taking place in the International Class A classroom, and there is a festive atmosphere in the room at the moment.
The barrage has watched the entire process of two famous actor teachers being “bullied”, and they are already furious.
[“Ah!!! I’m so angry!”]
[“I’m spitting blood, I really want to take a taxi over and give each of them a big slap in the face.”]
[“If these naughty kids were in my house, I’d kick them ten times a day.”]
[“But strictly speaking, they didn’t do anything wrong, so there’s nothing to say.”]
[“They’re so malicious, and next class is English. Teacher Mu’s personality is so good that he’s sure to be bullied to death.”]
[“Ah, who dares to bully my husband!”]
“Hahaha, did you see the expression on Bai Xingyu’s face just now?” Ren Lin laughed happily, slapping his thigh. “If he wants to fight me, he’ll have to hold back and make Bai Xingyu burst with anger.”
Han Tian sat in his seat, his leg raised, snickering. “As soon as you fight, you’ll be in the headlines. He doesn’t have the guts.”
Song Jianchu had planned to audit a class and happened to accompany Mu Ye to attend the International Class A.
In order not to disturb the normal campus life of the students, there were no follow-up shots in the corridor, and the conversation was not recorded.
The two walked side by side in the school corridor, and the excited students took out their phones hidden in their uniforms and secretly took pictures.
Their arms brushed lightly across each other, and their body temperatures mixed. Mu Ye tilted his head slightly.
The male student beside him remained calm, his gaze behind his glasses appearing particularly calm. Although he was in high school, his temperament was completely different from that of the surrounding students.
A premature and profound soul contrasted sharply with a young and naive appearance.
Unexplainably attractive.
Mu Ye whispered, “Why didn’t you wait for me last night?”
Song Jianchu calmly found an excuse, “I accidentally fell asleep.”
Mu Ye nodded, feeling guilty. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have taken so long to shower and wasted your money for the day.”
It was only ten minutes, much faster than a certain small lobster.
“It’s okay,” Song Jianchu replied without changing his expression. “I was a little tired from preparing for class yesterday and wanted to rest early.”
“Mm, the resting time at night is precious,” Mu Ye pondered seriously. “I need to find a way for you to have a good rest and for me to enjoy you to the fullest…”
The calm gaze behind the lenses cracked.
In the corridor, many students were chatting after class, unaware that the new principal and the star teacher were gossiping.
Song Jianchu quickly grabbed Mu Ye’s wrist, stopping him from saying anything inappropriate. “We’re here. Let’s go to class.”
In the classroom of International Class A, Song Jianchu promptly ended the conversation.
Mu Ye lowered his gaze to his wrist, still feeling the slightly cool temperature left behind. Perhaps it was his constitution, but he found that his little fanboy’s hands were always a bit cold.
“Principal, I’m a bit nervous for my first class,” Mu Ye said with unease. “Could you please watch over me?”
Song Jianchu glanced at the lively classroom and said in a light tone, “It’s okay. Go inside.”
The bell rang, and Mu Ye walked into the classroom with his teaching materials. He placed them on the lectern and said gently, “Hello, everyone. I’m your English substitute teacher for this week. My teaching level may not compare to your previous foreign teacher, but I’ll do my best. I hope you won’t mind.”
[“Oh god, I’m dead. Teacher Mu is killing me.”]
[“Encountering such a godly teacher, I’ll report anyone who acts up to the police.”]
[“Go, Teacher Mu!!!”]
[“Be careful, don’t fall for these little brats’ tricks!”]
The girls in the class were all moved by Mu Ye’s gentle manner and felt a bit sympathetic. They looked at the class monitor silently, asking if they should spare this teacher.
Han Tian smiled lazily and said, “Don’t worry, Teacher Mu. Our class loves English classes the most. We’ll definitely learn well with you.”
Ren Lin also smiled and agreed, “Yes, Teacher. It’s our honor to listen to your class.”
“Okay,” Mu Ye smiled. “We have a special guest today who will be attending the class with you.”
Han Tian raised her eyebrow, “Is there a new student?”
Ren Lin asked curiously, “Is it a transfer student?”
The students whispered in curiosity.
The comments on the live stream were also filled with curiosity. Could it be this episode’s flying guest?
Mu Ye looked towards the door, “Principal, you can come in now.”
The students: “??”
When they saw their beloved senior calmly walking into the room from the doorway, the classroom fell silent.
[“Hahaha, I feel at ease now.”]
[“I used to worry every day that Stinky Treasure would cause trouble for me, but now I realize that my son is a reassuring presence.”]
[“Hehe, he truly is the number one fanboy. The male god personally guards his first class.”]
[“Hehehe, I’ve fallen again.”]
[“The Principal has arrived! Who else!”]
Ren Lin made a sound of disapproval and leaned back in his chair, whispering, “Damn, how did this kid get here? Are we going to continue?”
Han Tian sneered disdainfully, “What’s there to be afraid of? We’re not doing anything against the rules.”
Ren Lin laughed too, “Yeah, he just wants to control us, but he can’t find a reason to.”
Song Jianchu didn’t say anything and just walked to the back row, finding an empty seat to sit in.
Mu Ye explained at the front, “The principal is here to observe the class, so everyone just relax and have a normal class.”
The classmates turned around to look.
They saw the senior student who had just sat down taking out his phone and playing with it. With his flamboyant pink hair and carefree expression, he seemed like a transfer student who was too cool for school and instantly blended perfectly into the atmosphere of International Class A.
The classmates found it funny and unconsciously relaxed their guard, thinking that he was truly their senior.
After going through the pre-class routines, Mu Ye began the class, “Today, we will go over the papers from your previous monthly test. The papers should have been handed out by now, so please take them out.”
Han Tian pouted, looking like a rascal, “I got a lot of questions wrong on the English test this time.”
Ren Lin smirked, “I only got a score in the 60s, so I really need to study harder this time.”
The second-generation rich kids in the class laughed expectantly, slowly taking out their papers.
Suddenly, the senior student who had been playing with his phone lifted his head and said from the back row, “Wait a minute, let’s first turn on the electronic whiteboard.”
Everyone turned around in confusion.
What did he need the electronic whiteboard for when going over the papers?
“Okay,” Mu Ye turned around and opened the electronic whiteboard behind him. He laughed while operating it, “The blackboards these days are so advanced. They weren’t this convenient when I was in middle school. I envy you guys.”
Song Jianchu moved his fingers and projected the stock market app on his phone onto the big screen of the electronic whiteboard.
The second-generation rich kids stared at the real-time stock price fluctuations of their family companies on the big screen and were dumbfounded together.
What was this kid going to do again?
The barrage was also confused.
[“What’s Stinky Treasure up to? Mom doesn’t quite understand”.]
[“?????”]
Song Jianchu lazily said, “Just borrowing your screen to take a look at today’s price movements. Don’t worry about it, just focus on your class.”
The future heirs of family businesses: “…”
How could they not worry about it!
Ren Lin anxiously turned around, “What is this kid up to again? Are we going to crash again?”
“He’s just obsessed with money. Even when recording a program, he has to keep an eye on the stock market,” Han Tian sneered nonchalantly, “The richest person on Weibo isn’t just for show.”
“This kid is really interesting,” Ren Lin secretly glanced back, “If we were in the same class, I’d really like to be brothers with your uncle.”
Han Tian’s face darkened, gritting his teeth, “Get lost.”
Mu Ye didn’t ask much when he saw the contents on the screen and started talking about the test paper directly, “Let’s start with the cloze test. Who wants to try translating the first paragraph?”
Han Tiangao raised his hand high and said, “Teacher, I want to try.”
“Such enthusiasm, Han, you’re doing well,” Mu Ye smiled and said, “You can translate the first paragraph.”
[“Darn it, it’s the same set again.”]
[“I’m starting to feel frustrated.”]
[“Oh no, is it starting again?”]
Ren Lin led the applause and cheered, “Han is awesome!”
The rich second generation also laughed along.
“Perform well.”
“Class monitor, don’t disappoint Mu Ye.”
Han Tian slowly stood up with the test paper and smiled casually, “Teacher, can I ask you for help with the words I don’t know?”
“Of course,” Mu Ye said, “Try to translate it yourself first.”
Han Tian looked at the paper and stammered, “Wen, Wei, Rui, De, Bukesi…”
Mu Ye was stunned, “Are you speaking Chinese?”
Han Tian looked up and said, “Oh, teacher, don’t worry. Let me read the original text first.”
Mu Ye said, “You don’t have to read the original text. You can translate it directly.”
[“Damn, I really want to punch him.”]
[“I tried to guess and the original text should be: When we read books.”]
[“This little brat is faking it again?”]
[“Is this the English level of an international class?? My son’s pronunciation in primary school is better than his… “]
[“Emperor Bai Xingyu was also annoyed by this during the last class when translating classical Chinese.”]
There were low chuckles in the classroom, and the students quietly gave Han Tian a thumbs up.
Han Tian couldn’t help but want to laugh and was about to continue his performance.
Suddenly, a faint sneer came from the back row, which was particularly recognizable in the midst of laughter, and inexplicably made people feel angry.
Han Tian turned his head and found that the principal who was attending the class was immersed in his phone and didn’t even look at him.
Han Tian could only bite his teeth and swallow his anger, continuing his performance.
After staring at the paper for a few seconds, Han Tian sincerely asked, “Teacher, I don’t know the first word.”
Mu Ye was surprised again and looked puzzled, “You didn’t learn English in primary school? This is basic vocabulary.”
“I suddenly couldn’t remember,” Han Tian smiled and said, “Teacher, can you remind me?”
Mu Ye saw through it and found it a bit amusing. Without saying much, he explained the basic vocabulary to the class.
“Thank you, teacher,” Han Tian continued to translate. “When we… Teacher, I don’t know the next word either.”
“How about you sit down first, look it up in the dictionary, and let other classmates translate,” Mu Ye suggested.
“No, please give me another chance, teacher. I must finish this passage,” Han Tian said. “I made such a big mistake yesterday, and my dad is still watching me. I have to perform well.”
The classmates laughed again, and Han Tian felt proud of himself for playing a trick on the teacher.
Mocking laughter came from the back row again.
Han Tian turned his head suddenly and made eye contact with the person who was glued to their phone this time.
Feeling angry, Han Tian deliberately picked a fight. “Principal, are you mocking students who study hard?”
Song Jianchu’s mouth still had a hint of ridicule as he crossed his arms and leaned back. He said calmly, “I’m not mocking you now. Why don’t you take a look at your family’s stocks?”
“Huh?” Han Tian looked at the big screen in front of him and his pupils trembled. “What?”
Damn! His family’s stocks had gone down!
The classmates were also shocked. “Oh my god, is it because of the live broadcast?”
“Yes! Our performance can be seen by shareholders all over the country now!”
“But can our performance really have such a big impact? Is it just a coincidence?”
“But it was red just now!”
“This is too scary…fortunately, I didn’t answer any questions.”
[“I understand now, hahaha, so that’s it!”]
[“Even if the heir has a problem, it shouldn’t affect the stock price so quickly.”]
[“Hahaha, Stinky Bao is scaring the kids again.”]
Mu Ye turned around and looked at the screen with a slight smile, understanding in his heart.
“The heir who doesn’t even know elementary school words must be disappointing to shareholders,” Mu Ye sighed. “F Real Estate has dropped so much, and the losses are not small.”
“Huh?” Han Tian was stunned. Is it because of him?
This couldn’t be possible!
Song Jianchu said indifferently, “If F Real Estate will be managed by illiterates in the future, shareholders would be strange if they felt safe. I’m the first one to sell.”
These second-generation rich kids acted like they were invincible every day, but they never really got involved in these matters. The words spoken by the richest person on Weibo sounded very credible.
And this kind of thing is not really impossible.
What if?
This “what if” scared the kids. They might play around usually, but the family business was a domain they wouldn’t dare to mess with.
The second-generation rich kids suddenly sat up straight and picked up their pens, while Ren Lin also straightened his back and stared at the test paper seriously.
Ren Lin nervously wiped his sweat, thinking that fortunately, he did not act too mischievously just now. He had only followed this scapegoat and caused little impact.
[“Wow, this trick is awesome.”]
[“Have you learned your lesson?”]
[“Let me teach you all a lesson: Your seniors are your seniors. Don’t try to offend my employees.”]
[“Hahaha, that was hilarious!”]
The next second, Han Tian’s phone vibrated wildly in his pocket.
Han Tian’s legs instantly turned weak. He had caused the company to lose so much, and his father would definitely kill him! Why did he do such a stupid thing!!
Any sound of a phone vibrating made Ren Lin shudder. He turned around and asked in surprise, “Is that your father again?”
Han Tian’s face turned pale, and he remained silent.
Mu Ye’s mouth tightened secretly and said, “Can we continue the translation now?”
The phone continued to vibrate in his pocket, and Han Tian swallowed hard.
He nervously looked at the test paper, his lips turning white and trembling.
His speech rate increased involuntarily, as if it had been sped up four times from his previous speech, which was like that of a person with a language barrier.
His standard Mandarin turned into a news anchor’s tone.
“When we read books, it is like entering a new world, and each book is a brand-new little world, filled with the author’s imagination…”
In fact, each of the international class A students had private tutors who were renowned teachers. They just chose to loaf around in school because they knew that even if they didn’t study at school, they would still have more obedient teachers at home to help them study.
After all, to study abroad, their grades had to meet the standards, and if they couldn’t even meet the basic requirements, they wouldn’t be allowed to leave and have fun.
In the next thirty minutes, the quality of this English class had reached that of a real public lecture.
Every student who stood up to answer questions had a dignified posture and was eager to perform well, frequently glancing at the large screen in front of them.
The contrast between the performances of the younger students was so stark that the barrage was almost laughing to death.
[“Hahaha!”]
[“These stupid kids are evolving again and are gradually approaching the pig cages in our country.”]
[“This is what we want! Do well in the future!”]
The English class ended, and all the students were exhausted, as if they had finished a year’s worth of classes.
Mu Ye and Song Jianchu returned to the office of the first-year teaching group together.
As soon as they opened the door, applause greeted them.
Everyone had been watching a live broadcast of the program on their phones in the office just now.
Pei Shinian applauded like a seal and exclaimed, “Jianchu, how did you come up with this idea? It’s incredible!”
“Indeed, it’s awesome,” Bai Xingyu sighed, “No wonder you came from the poisonous tumor class. This group of kids is no match for you, and they were so stunned by the tiger.”
A teacher praised, “Teacher Mu’s English class was good.”
Mu Ye glanced at the principal, feeling embarrassed. “The principal was sitting there supporting me, so I had to perform well.”
The teacher said, “…”
This was so ridiculous.
“Great, now they shouldn’t dare to act up anymore.” Pei Shinian finally felt relieved. “I was worried that they would cause trouble during the interesting sports games tomorrow when I was in the meeting.”
Song Jianchu hadn’t heard about it yet. “Tomorrow?”
“Right,” Pei Shinian said, “the teachers from the first-year teaching group also have to participate in the sports center.”
“Just now, the teachers have all signed up for their events, but they’re short of participants for the two-person three-legged race.” Pei, the workplace overachiever, enthusiastically invited, “Principal, since you’re also from the first-year teaching group, you should sign up too. Let’s participate together. I’ll bring you to run, and we’ll definitely get first place–“
Without hesitation, Song Jianchu replied, “I’m not participating.”
He didn’t want to play such a ridiculous and childish game, especially since the fun sports meeting was the best place for social death.
He had never participated before and always avoided it as much as possible. He was even too lazy to watch.
Pei Shinian sighed regretfully, “Oh, you’re the principal. If you don’t want to sign up, forget it.”
“A two-person three-legged race?” Mu Ye raised an eyebrow and asked with interest, “Is it where you tie your feet together and walk while hugging the waist?”
“Yes, it particularly tests tacit understanding.” Failing to achieve his first goal, Pei Shinian had to switch to a new target and turned to say, “Brother, we have the best tacit understanding. Will you join me–“
Before he could finish his question, Mu Ye eagerly looked towards the principal with a hint of expectation in his eyes. “Principal, I want to try. Shall we sign up together?”
Song Jianchu was caught off guard by his gaze.
In public, his kept man had sent him a signal.
Song Jianchu skillfully intercepted the translation: “It’s such a good opportunity to hug me in front of others. It’s such a pity to miss it.”
After thinking about that ridiculous yet intimate scene, Song Jianchu’s ears started to heat up, and his heart was as entangled as seaweed.
Pei Shinian thought that his brother hadn’t heard the principal’s refusal just now and reminded him, “The principal just said he didn’t want to–“
Song Jianchu’s face was calm as he said without objection, “Okay.”