Chapter 45: Bet
Martial Soul Department, Dean’s Office.
In the spacious and bright office, the head teachers of ten freshmen classes gathered together, with different expressions on their faces.
Du Weilun, the dean of students, was sitting in the main seat, groping for the large pile of information in his hand, with an incomprehensible expression.
Because after the fierce competition in the first three days, one hundred and fifty groups of students stood out and successfully passed the freshman examination. They had the opportunity to continue to study and further their studies in Shrek Academy. The performance of the head teacher is also partly reflected here.
"Teachers, I have worked hard on you during these days." Du Weilun's words did not make some freshmen class teachers relax. I saw Du Weilun holding the list in his hand, distinguishing it, and said: "The round-robin competition for the freshman assessment has ended, and the students performed very well. Especially the Hibiscus class, there are a total of thirty teams."
Picking up the thickest stack of lists, Du Weilun was full of praise.
"The enrollment rate is about 60 percent."
"It's really good."
"Director Du is too complimentary."
Hibiscus replied respectfully, but she couldn't hold back the smile on her face.
Because as long as the admission rate exceeds 50%, the classroom rating can be improved.
Sure enough, the next second.
"After so many years, it's time for your teacher rating to rise." Du Weilun's face returned to calmness, and he directly nodded, making the other eight head teachers around him look envious, and at the same time, he also thought about Mu Jin's teaching methods.
I'm thinking about whether I should promote it next time.
Next, Du Weilun continued to announce the admission rates of other teachers. However, among the subsequent head teachers, none had a higher enrollment rate than 50%, and most of them hovered in the range of more than 40%. until…
"Class 1 Zhou Yi..."
“The enrollment rate is about 80%.”
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the entire office became weird. The admission rate is more than 20 points higher than that of Hibiscus, but none of the teachers showed congratulatory expressions. Even Du Weilun's face turned a little livid at this moment.
Because the list in his hand was only a few.
The class teachers almost subconsciously looked in the direction where Zhou Yi was standing.
I saw an old woman wearing a simple and elegant white robe, but with chicken skin and gray hair coiled on her head. She listened to all this expressionlessly. After Du Weilun finished speaking, she became calm and calm. He took a step forward slowly and said in a calm tone: "Thank you, Director Du, for the compliment."
"Snapped--"
The deafening sound resounded throughout the entire office!
I saw that the desk had been torn into pieces by a furious Contra strongman with a single hand seal.
A strong wave of air swept out!
Directly blowing away many lists!
The faces of many head teachers became more and more weird. Only Mu Jin, who had always been at odds with Zhou Yi, had a hint of sarcasm on his lips. But at this moment, she didn't dare to say anything directly.
"Zhou Yi! Do you think I'm bragging!?"
Du Weilun suddenly raised the list in his hand, but Zhou Yi reached out to ask and took it, with a stiff expression on his face.
"Isn't the admission rate of my class one high?"
"not tall?"
Du Weilun almost laughed out of anger, looking at the list of only four groups and twelve people in front of him. You know, not counting Class 9, which is more outrageous this year, the admission lists of several other classes are three times, or even more than four times that of Class 1!
“If you really only care about the admission rate, you! Zhou Yi!”
"I won't just be the freshman class teacher here!"
However, Zhou Yi's expression remained unchanged and his expression was calm.
"I am here as a class teacher only because I received complaints from those useless students in the upper grades. They couldn't stand my teaching, that's all." Facing the furious Du Weilun, Zhou Yi refused to give in. "The rules of the college only focus on getting into higher schools. Rate."
"Okay, okay -"
Du Weilun suppressed the anger in his heart. If it weren't for the protection of Fan Yu, the dean of the Soul Guidance Department and the future deputy dean of the Soul Guidance Department, he would have fired Zhou Yi long ago!
How could she be allowed to cause trouble like this!
Fired! Fired! Fired!
This is not the time when he, the dean, is not wiping the butt!
Your Zhou Yi’s grades are pretty good!
What about his own reputation? !
“Get out of here!”
Zhou Yi was not polite at this moment. He directly gave Du Weilun "face" and rushed out of the door with a "pop" sound. His movements were extremely skillful. Obviously, she didn't do it once or twice.
The other head teachers looked at each other and were used to it.
He retreated silently, so as not to let the anger ignited by his immediate boss at Zhou Yi burn directly on them.
When Du Weilun saw everyone leaving, the good mood he had previously felt due to Hibiscus's outstanding results also disappeared.
He glanced at the messy office and sighed slightly.
He squatted down skillfully and packed it up...
Meanwhile, outside the corridor.
After leaving the sight of their immediate superiors, several other head teachers also relaxed a lot and even started talking.
Among them, the senior class teacher of the second class was the first to shake his head, "Oh! It's like this again. As long as Zhou Yi becomes the freshman class teacher, this situation will happen every year."
"Ha, freshmen." Mu Jin, who had always looked at Zhou Yi with displeasure, sneered, "Not only freshmen, but also senior students. As long as you are in Zhou Yi's class, she will expel you no matter what grade you are in. Even some preparatory core disciples It’s okay to follow it, it’s just a random act. If Director Du hadn’t been busy behind the scenes..."
"Ah!"
"Okay, Teacher Mujin, please stop saying a few words."
The second class teacher gave a few symbolic words of advice, and then congratulated him and the other class teachers.
Of course, there are also some head teachers who feel envious in their hearts.
After all, in one Class Nine, there can be two seed teams with soul master cultivation.
What good luck.
At this moment, Zhou Yi walked out around the corner.
Her eyes at this moment were already cold.
Obviously, she heard everything Hibiscus said just now.
The voices of congratulations gradually stopped, and as soon as Zhou Yi and Mu Jin's eyes met, there were flashes of lightning and flint, but it did not look hot, but instead looked like the ice of the far north.
"Oh, you only gossip about people behind their backs."
Zhou Yi sneered, showing disdain.
"I dare to say that behind my back, even in person."
There was also a sneer on the corner of Hibiscus's mouth. Recalling that my younger brother was fired indiscriminately by this messy "old aunt", I couldn't get angry at all!
"As for your promotion rate, that class teacher here can't do it? But why don't they do it? It's all because they need to know that they are responsible for these students who join Shrek! Do your best to let them stay in Shrek Academy, and use bad wood to It is our class teacher’s responsibility to try our best to carve exquisite wood carvings.”
"Instead of just selecting the best wood and decorating it directly like you do! Then where is your role!?"
Suddenly, Zhou Yi's face turned ugly.
"You don't need to question my teaching methods."
"Haha, you have nothing to say."
As an old rival, Mu Jin knows Zhou Yi best.
With one glance, you can see through her.
Mu Jin's sarcastic smile also made Zhou Yi's original expression even more ugly. But before she could say anything, Hibiscus suddenly said, "Do you dare to bet with me?"
"What do you want to bet on?"
"Don't you always think that your teaching methods are very successful?" Mu Jin looked at Zhou Yi and continued to stimulate her in a calm tone, "Then let me see how you feel about the team you are teaching now. What a confidence.”
"Really."
Zhou Yi stared at Hibiscus.
Of course she knew that this was Hibiscus's provocation.
And she also knows the strength of Mujin Class 9.
If it is set too high...
Haha, she is not stupid.
"The top four."
Finally, she came up with a satisfactory result.
Zhou Yi crossed his arms across his chest, tapped his left arm with the index finger of his right hand, and said in a deep voice: "A piece of soul bone, do you dare?"
Upon hearing the word soul bone, Mu Jin's pupils suddenly shrank. Even the other class teachers saw that the two were about to make such a big bet, and they quickly stepped forward to dissuade them. They all stepped forward and stood in the middle to smooth things over in front of the two tit-for-tat female teachers.
However, two people who are equally stubborn and hate each other will never give up!
What's more, Mu Jin has absolute confidence in her team in Class 9! Among the top four, Class 9 has "definitely decided" two, and the remaining two are basically from Class 2 and Class 5. How can you be in Class 1?
"It's a bet!"
As soon as these words came out, the bet between the two was immediately established.
Both of them have excellent confidence in their own judgment!
At this moment, "Then I will be the notary!"
The class teachers looked around and saw the dean's office door opening, and the dean Du Weilun slowly walked out.
The two people were arguing so loudly that they had already attracted Du Weilun's attention. But he had no intention of stopping it.
Because Du Weilun knew that his action would attract Fan Yu. So I just borrowed Hibiscus's hand to beat Zhou Yi.
Let’s see if she dares to do this again after losing.
As for whether Hibiscus will lose...
Du Weilun has great confidence in the quality of this freshmen class.
(End of chapter)