Chapter 591

Xiao Lin

Where on earth is freedom? This is completely unreasonable!

Tuo'er angrily flicked his tail, slapping the ground with a crackling sound; beneath his ferocious tusks, a cluster of flames almost shot out.

This guy who constantly spouts 'banana' words talks about academic freedom on the surface but does the exact opposite— isn't he just like those old fogeys in our clan who say 'It's for your own good' while restricting you at every turn?!

Indeed it's contradictory; true freedom should exist within certain limits, allowing different ideas and expressions to coexist. Just like human society, there are legal constraints, but within that range you can choose your preferred work and lifestyle." Xiao Lin pushed up his glasses, "But with the school being this free… nothing that happens would surprise me."

Besides, this teacher is fierce." Kangna suddenly lifted her head, her lake-blue eyes blinking, "It's much fiercer than our school's teachers; teachers wouldn't reprimand us so excessively."

Yeah… this alarm-clock-like guy is less a teacher and more a propagandist for the Sleepy Banana Little Monkey; anyone who doesn't obey him gets attacked. That monkey principal appointing someone like him to a teaching post… looks like they're all in cahoots.

In Xiao Lin's view, the only thing currently unclear is probably the stance of that guy named Ruike. Considering his strange ability… he's likely a reinforcement or trump card brought in by that monkey principal; if we don't deal with him first, there could still be significant variables.

Ruike

The last student is a Pipixi girl; her wall is completely blank, with nothing on it.

Jida Bao

She's still trying to make her emotions resonate with the paint, but she seems to lack any talent for that.

The Dream-Building Banana Master, unable to wait any longer, simply announced: 'Stop chattering—your mouth is for eating bananas, not for building dreams—blank paper, zero points!'

"Wait, please give me a little more time…" Qialika pleaded pitifully.

"Without love for the Sleepy Banana Little Monkey, no amount of extra time will let you draw it… I remember you're the class's bottom banana, right?"

"No, no! I've actually placed second-to-last a few times…" Qialika's voice grew smaller as she explained.

Ah, every time I see a student like you, I feel weary. A monkey without the talent for climbing trees can never pick bananas—why bother putting yourself through the ordeal of going on stage? Or face reality and give up this path early, banana-banana-banana.

"What are you doing?" Xing stood up, annoyed.

"This student, you definitely cannot understand the love contained in Building Dreams Banana Teacher's words. No matter what, you and that female classmate just still have some talent, but this girl who handed in a blank sheet has nothing at all." Building Dreams Banana Teacher lowered her head, looking at this pitiful Pipisi person, "If you're always pursuing what you can't get, aren't you just moving in the opposite direction of happiness? Give up, give up, banana!"

Banana Teacher's words directly broke her defenses; she lowered her head, covered her face, and began to sob softly.

——

Assassin Wu Liuqi.

"I'll kick your ass! You damn bastard! How can someone like this even be a teacher?!"

Big Chicken Bao only found this guy who looks like an alarm clock really funny; he actually actively belittles his own students—such behavior alone already makes him unfit to be a teacher. Thinking of Professor Laatio, who is also a teacher, if he were here, he'd probably not hesitate to throw a chalk at him.

"A failed life is still life; they have the right to savor it to the very end."—the professor's words still rang in his ears.

In my impression, although the professor is always sharp-tongued, he has never advised his own students to voluntarily give up the path of study; looking at this, it's clear who's superior.

"I feel like this teacher really needs a good beating." Wu Liuqi squatted by the campfire, showing an eager expression, "I really want to see his alarm-clock head get smashed hard by Xing's baseball bat."

Rotten Fate Hua glanced at him lazily, spat out his toothpick: "Kid, you're so hot-headed. But it's obvious that this alarm-clock person is just helping to screen those who genuinely like the sleepy banana little monkey; I'm afraid this university is merely one of their screening 'factories,' using the credit system etc. to force students to come into contact with the sleepy banana little monkey, whether they like it or not."

"But why would anyone like that silly monkey?" Wu Liuqi guessed that these people must have some conspiracy behind them, but he couldn't figure out what specific conspiracy was linked to the sleepy banana little monkey.

——

"Has your speech ended?" Luanpo slowly walked up to the Building Dreams Teacher's face, coldly saying: "If it's over, then redirect your gaze here."

"What, what? Who are you? When did you come up…?" It raised its head and looked around, only to see that on the nearby wall, at some point, a tense, colorful painting had appeared, directly leaving Banana Teacher dazed: "Wait! What kind of banana is this now?"

"This is the Chaotic Entanglement Seal; please, Big Head Evil, give your critique."

Banana Teacher roared, unable to contain his anger: "Critique a banana peel?! Can this thing even be wiped off?!"

"This scenery is exactly what Gan Yi Ninja had in mind. Just now, when you turned around, she felt inspired, inspiration bursting forth like a spring; the whole process took only 0.1 microseconds, so even the ninja's super-vision couldn't catch it!"

"What nonsense! This is obviously your drawing, isn't it?"

Luanpo looked down at the flustered Qialika, each word striking the ground: "Cooked salmon doesn't swim, and ninjas don't spread heresies. All Gan Yi Ninja's apprentice needs is a bit of assistance; I'm willing to serve as her brush, helping her complete her cultivation."

"Gan Yi Ninja's apprentice, is that correct?"

Facing Luanpo's gaze, Qialika felt as if her innermost secrets had been seen through; she panicked, lowered her head, and kept wringing the hem of her skirt: 'Ah… this…'

"The Galaxy Ninja Scroll says: 'A python can come and go without feet, and a manta ray can soar without wings.'" Luanpo stepped forward, his gaze like a torch, looking at Qialika's wavering, flickering eyes: "If you've already made up your mind in your heart, why not shout it out with conviction?"

"……"

Qialika bit her lower lip hard, her chest heaving violently; after a long while, she finally lifted her head, as if summoning all her strength, and let out the shout she had been holding back for a long time toward the distant university classroom:

"——Anyway, I really need those credits!"