Chapter 1358: Changing Class Twelve, From Academic Underachiever to Academic Overachiever 1

The students were high-spirited, their formation neat and uniform, as if an invisible line divided everyone down the middle.

"Is this Class Twelve of the senior year?"

"How does their teacher teach them?"

"I don't know, these students look like they've been injected with chicken blood..."

For a moment, the teachers discussed it among themselves, saying all sorts of things.

Teacher Luo, the homeroom teacher of Class Twelve, felt incredibly proud inside.

Amidst the pride, there was also a slight sense of guilt.

Throughout the entire rehearsal, he hadn't participated from start to finish, as he had been busy with his own affairs.

He hadn't expected that the students rehearsing on their own could achieve such good results.

Now that other teachers were attributing all the credit to him, he felt embarrassed.

"It has nothing to do with me; the students arranged it all themselves."

"Teacher Luo, you're being too modest. We all know what your students were like before; they were like loose sand, never having any cohesion."

"Exactly, these students of yours, you pull them and they won't go, you beat them and they retreat..."

The teachers all attributed the credit to the homeroom teacher, Teacher Luo; they were unwilling to believe that such a great change could happen through the students' spontaneous organization.

Since it couldn't be explained clearly, he wouldn't explain it at all.

But taking credit for someone else's work made the homeroom teacher of Class Twelve feel uneasy.

At the sports meet, Class Twelve shone brilliantly!

They took first place in the entire grade.

"Students, follow me after school, I'll treat everyone to a meal." The homeroom teacher wanted to treat them.

The students only then remembered that Class Twelve had a homeroom teacher.

"We're not going. We worked hard to get these results; do you want to take the honor away with just one meal?"

"That's right, we're not short of a meal, we're not going, we're not going..."

The students were very dissatisfied with their homeroom teacher. With some taking the lead, the rest responded to the call, one after another expressing that they didn't care for it!

Teacher Luo couldn't save face, his face turning bright red.

"You've misunderstood, I'm not trying to steal your honor, and besides, I'm also a part of this class..." Teacher Luo originally intended to explain, but in his anxiety, he didn't make himself clear, and the misunderstanding became even more serious.

"Yo, when our class was ranked last in the grade, we couldn't even see your Yingzi. Why didn't you say you were a part of our class back then?"

"Other homeroom teachers are dedicated to their classes, but you only think about how to transfer away. Now you're a part of us? We can't afford to climb that high."

"I'm afraid the teacher doesn't even recognize all the students in our class..."

The students spoke one after another, and the homeroom teacher's face turned even redder.

School was over.

Everyone had left; those going home went home, those returning to the dorms returned to the dorms. Only a few students and the teacher remained in the classroom.

The teacher was very sad, but what the students said was the truth, and he had no way to refute it.

He silently packed up the things on his desk and left slowly.

Sheng Zichen quietly followed him out.

"Teacher, Teacher, wait for me."

"Do you have something?"

He thought carefully and remembered.

This student was a new transfer, having only been here for a few days.

"Teacher, I want to talk to you. Would you like to buy me an ice cream?" Zichen smiled, his smile full of kindness.

"Alright, I'll treat you to a meal, let's go!" Little Luo smiled, revealing neat white teeth when he did.

"Let's go!"

The teacher and student sat down at a small restaurant outside the school.

The time for students to leave school had already passed, and the usually bustling small restaurant now only had the two of them as customers.

The restaurant landlady came over, wiped the table casually with the greasy rag in her hand, and asked, "What will you two have? Zichen, why are you out so late today?"

"This handsome guy looks unfamiliar, is he your brother?" The landlady was very enthusiastic and talkative, but she had mistaken the person.

Sheng Zichen was a regular at the small restaurant.

The stir-fried starch jelly here was considered a masterpiece.

Sheng Zichen, a foodie, wanted to learn the craft from the small restaurant's chef—that is, the boss—but was refused without mercy.

The reason he was refused was simple: this dish was the restaurant's signature, and the couple relied on it to make a living; naturally, the recipe couldn't be easily leaked.

If they wouldn't tell him, they wouldn't tell him. Zichen had eaten at the shop a few times and could already make the restaurant's flavor, even better than the boss's.

After going back and forth, they became familiar.

Sheng Zichen was a common sight, but it was the first time seeing Teacher Little Luo.

He was wearing a tracksuit, and his hair was permed into a trendy ion perm, so the landlady didn't recognize him as a teacher!

Zichen smiled and corrected her: "He's not my brother, he's our homeroom teacher."

"Yo, such a young homeroom teacher, can he teach the students well?" The landlady was quick-tongued and spoke without thinking. As soon as she finished speaking, Teacher Luo's face flushed red again.

He was so ashamed and embarrassed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The landlady was right; he truly hadn't taught the students well.

"He can teach well. Our homeroom teacher is new and isn't very familiar with our class yet, but he is especially earnest and responsible. Teacher Luo said he has the confidence to lead our class well!"

"Go make us something delicious, don't ask questions here." Sheng Zichen shooed the landlady away to prevent her from popping out any more unpleasant words that would make the teacher lose face.

The teacher looked up, staring at him in astonishment!

Surprise.

Being moved.

Being moved.

Still being moved, but unable to say a single word.

Teacher Luo was not bad by nature; he wanted to be a conscientious and responsible teacher, just not in this city.

His girlfriend's home was in another city; originally, the two of them were supposed to work in the same city after graduating from normal school, but as it turned out, they were admitted to schools in different cities by a twist of fate!

He was in a place where he was unfamiliar with the people and the environment, not close to his hometown, and even further from his girlfriend.

His girlfriend had been making a huge fuss lately, threatening to break up!

Teacher Luo was overwhelmed every day and hadn't been putting his heart into his students.

But what happened today touched him deeply; for the first time, he reflected on himself, feeling guilty and uneasy.

"Teacher!"

Sheng Zichen waved his hand in front of Teacher Luo's eyes and asked, "Am I right?"

"Ah, right!"

He agreed haphazardly, though in reality, he had no impression of what student Sheng Zichen had just said.

Teacher Luo's mind was a bit chaotic now; he had too much to digest within an hour, and his brain couldn't keep up.

"That's great, Teacher, you've agreed, so you have to keep your word; let's pinky swear."

He was a man of his word and really stretched out his little finger, preparing to pinky swear.

Teacher Luo:...

"What did I agree to?"

"You agreed to lead our class out of being a bottom-tier class and turn it into the best class in First High School."

"No, no, no, I never agreed to that! That's impossible!!"

Teacher Luo shook his head like a rattle-drum, insisting that he had never agreed to it.

His mind was chaotic, but he hadn't completely lost his senses.

Taking the worst class in the entire grade and turning them into students with grades like the Experimental Class in one year was simply impossible; he wouldn't even dare to dream of it.

He seriously suspected that Sheng Zichen was setting him up.

He suspected that Sheng Zichen was just like the other students in the class, dissatisfied with him, only better at hiding it.