Chapter 216

He raised his arm to look at his watch.

Then he lowered his head and made a mark in his notebook.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock..."

The second hand on the clock on the wall was jumping one by one.

Every jump felt like it was jumping on the students' hearts.

Some students finally couldn't help but start whispering.

"What's going on? Why isn't Ms. Jodie here yet?"

"I don't know, she's usually very punctual!"

"Class monitor, think of something?"

"Go find the teacher quickly, the Vice Principal is so scary!"

"But I think the Vice Principal is so handsome!"

"Shut up, you fangirl!"

"That's right, don't you know how the Vice Principal treats fangirls?"

"..."

"Okay, I'll go find the teacher!"

A female student who was the class monitor stood up.

The terrified expression on her face and the thin sweat on her forehead.

Made her look like a warrior about to die.

Her limbs were stiff as she walked toward the simulated personality in a messy way.

One could tell how scared she was from her body movements.

Who didn't know the great name of the simulated personality?

The title of "Hell's Yama" had been ringing in her ears like a death warrant since she was in junior high.

The news on TV played the simulated personality's miraculous teaching methods every day.

Relatives and neighbors broke their heads trying to send their children to the school where Hoshino Ki was.

Even if they couldn't get in, they would exhaust their family wealth to fight for an exchange student spot for their children.

And her parents were even more like they were possessed.

They exhausted all their resources and connections, spending a huge effort to send her to this noble school.

The year she first arrived at school was the year the simulated personality went to university.

She thought she had spent two years of easy days and was about to be liberated.

But who knew that Hell's Yama had obtained a doctorate in just two years and returned to campus?

And even transformed into their school's Vice Principal?

Isn't that outrageous?!

Couldn't he have waited until she graduated to come back?

Does he love his alma mater that much?

"Vice Principal!"

The female class monitor twisted her face and bowed to the simulated personality.

This bowing action could be called the most standard bowing posture in the world.

It expressed the female class monitor's fear and respect for the simulated personality from the bottom of her heart.

"Hmm!"

The simulated personality hummed from his nose.

Then he raised his eyes and glanced at the female class monitor.

Although the dark eyes were blocked by glasses.

One could still feel the impatience in that deep gaze.

"Hiss!"

The students in the class sat up straight instantly.

Their expressions became very terrified after the simulated personality hummed.

They were in the prime of their youth but were under pressure they shouldn't have been under.

They felt a chill down their backs, and their hair stood up instantly.

They felt as if they had received a huge mental attack.

Sweat poured from their whole bodies.

The slightly fatter students were already drenched in sweat.

But even if the sweat soaked them completely.

They didn't dare to take out a handkerchief to wipe it.

Some of the more timid students were even dizzy.

As if they were about to faint in the next second.

"Tsk!"

The simulated personality suddenly curled his lips impatiently.

"!!!"

The whole class shuddered instantly.

They stood stiffly, not daring to move.

The whole room fell into silence.

"Um... um..."

The female class monitor stood on the spot.

Her legs kept trembling.

"Speak! What's with the stuttering?!"

The simulated personality raised his head and frowned.

It could be seen that he was already restraining his hostility.

"I... I..."

The female class monitor was instantly scared and took half a step back.

She supported herself by placing her arm on the shoulder of the student behind her.

Small and weak, she had to find support.

Her palm-sized face had long lost its color from fear.

Her eyes were gray and white, and the original pupil color could no longer be seen.

The student she was leaning on was even stiffer, not daring to make any small movements.

He was trying hard to act as a qualified wooden stake.

"Tsk! What 'I'? Stand up straight!"

"Yes!"

The female class monitor instantly pressed her hands against the sides of her pants.

Head up and chest out!

Her eyes were firm now, she could totally join the party!

"Hmm, not bad, it seems you haven't given up on yourselves in the two years I've been gone!"

"Speak! What's the matter?"

The simulated personality nodded with satisfaction.

The expression he looked at the female class monitor with gradually softened.

"I want to go invite Ms. Jodie over!"

The female class monitor held her head high and chest out, her voice loud.

It was as if she had used all her life's strength to shout that sentence.

"Hmm... go ahead!"

The simulated personality's brows gradually unfolded.

He lowered his head and drew another stroke in his notebook.

The female class monitor caught a glimpse of Ms. Jodie's name written at the very top of the notebook.

She quickly averted her gaze after just one look.

"Yes!"

The female class monitor bowed a standard bow to the simulated personality again.

Then she walked out of the classroom with a standard military march.

Not long after.

The female class monitor brought Ms. Jodie back to the classroom.

The female class monitor slipped back to her seat.

While Ms. Jodie looked carefree.

As soon as her leg stepped into the classroom door, she let out a hearty laugh:

"Hahaha, sorry everyone, teacher got up late today, sorry!"

"Eh? Why are your faces all so pale? What's wrong?"

Looking down from the podium.

The students' little faces were all as white as white paper.

"Teacher..."

The students in the front row signaled to the back row with their eyes.

Ms. Jodie followed the students' eyes and looked at the back row.

"Oh my god!"

"It's the Vice Principal, when did you come!?"

Ms. Jodie was suddenly shocked.

Although she was a teacher, she had also heard of the simulated personality's great deeds.

Legend has it that he has the title of "Hell's Yama."

Seeing him now, it really was well-deserved.

"!!!"

The students were shocked again after hearing Ms. Jodie greet the simulated personality like that.

Timid as chickens, they didn't dare to make a sound at all.

"Let's start class."

The simulated personality did not criticize Ms. Jodie's tardiness on the spot.

Instead, he lowered his head and drew another stroke in his notebook.

"Ok, everybody look at me!"

"Attend a class!"

After a slight pause, Ms. Jodie turned around and returned to the podium.

She slapped her palm on the blackboard to attract the students' attention.

The class officially began.

[Ms. Jodie's tardiness incident sounded an alarm in your heart.]

[After several days of random class listening investigations, you discovered.]

[Many teachers have various problems.]

[Some teachers are late for class, wasting students' class time.]

[Some teachers drag on class, occupying students' break time.]

[And some teachers even open tutoring classes outside of school, squeezing students' weekend rest time.]

[Various chaotic phenomena in the education sector are emerging one after another.]

[In order to allow students in the school to develop better.]

[You decided to strengthen the construction of the school's teaching staff.]

[Strictly control teachers' work behavior.]

[Thereby ensuring that students can develop in an all-around way in terms of morality, intelligence, physique, aesthetics, and labor.]

[You returned to the office and formulated relevant regulations for teachers overnight.]

[In order to ensure that your various regulations can be effectively implemented.]

[You contacted the relevant leaders of the Ministry of Education in advance.]

[The leaders of the Ministry of Education expressed great satisfaction after seeing your regulation proposal.]

[After the leaders held a collective meeting, they passed your proposal unanimously.]

[Finally, the various regulations you formulated for the teaching staff were released on an authoritative website in the form of a document.]

[As soon as this document was issued, schools across the country were greatly shocked.]

[Regarding this authoritative document.]

[Various schools held emergency meetings.]

[The Ministry of Education ordered all schools to strictly implement it according to the issued document.]

[Personnel from all departments of the Ministry of Education were dispatched to check the implementation of the document.]

[Teachers who privately tutored students outside of school were dismissed.]

[Lateness and leaving early were fined.]

[Occupying students' other courses and spare time would also be subject to corresponding penalties.]

[Although the decisions you made ensured the rights and interests of students and parents.]

[But it affected the personal interests of some teachers.]

[Therefore, many teachers who had been punished came to you to demand an explanation.]

In the simulation screen.

"Vice Principal, I've been a teacher longer than you've been alive, isn't what you're doing a bit too heartless?"

"That's right, I'm about to retire next month, and with this fine, my retirement bonus is gone!"

"I'm even more wronged! Isn't it just tutoring the kids, why did you fire me?"

"You must give us an explanation today."

"That's right, it's not a half-grown child's turn to call the shots in education!"

"Right, right, you have to take full responsibility for this!"

"My whole family depends on my salary to survive!"

"I can't live, I can't live anymore!"

See.

The Vice Principal's office was filled with angry and resentful teachers.

Some teachers, relying on their old age, lay directly on the floor, throwing a tantrum.

How shameful!

They were clearly dissatisfied with the various resolutions of the simulated personality.

After all, they were old people who had been teaching in the school for decades.

Even if they had no merit, they had worked hard.

A single document issued from above directly denied their lifelong efforts.

That would surely cause resentment among the teaching staff.

The simulated personality held a teacup, calm and composed.

He picked up the teacup, brought it to his lips, and blew gently.

Blowing the tea leaves floating on the surface to one side.

Then, tilting the cup, he took a sip of the scalding tea.

The scalding tea transitioned from his mouth to his throat and reached his stomach.

Bringing a trace of tranquility to the simulated personality.

"Rules are rules!"

The simulated personality opened his mouth slightly.