Chapter 57

"But what I found out was this new teacher, who seems to have just been hired."

Get a new teacher to teach their class?

It's not trying to obliterate the new teacher's limelight.

Teach junk class?

Isn’t it just a waste of the new teacher’s mood and passion?

The students in the waste class were stumbling around.

Some people sneered with three seats on their shoulders: "It seems that this Star Academy is really..."

Leaving aside the new teachers, this behavior of Star Academy is obviously slapping them in the face.

Although the waste class is a waste class, they are all from all corners of the country, even famous dudes in the empire and the federation, or waste with extremely poor mental strength.

Teaching can't do anything, isn't it just graduating with a certificate, and then goof around after returning home.

The students in the waste class are not short of money, and their family background is good.

Some mentors who thought they were good teachers at the beginning felt that they could influence and educate them, but in the end they all ran away, so that they have reached this point.

The waste class is not ashamed, but proud.

Finally, after driving away the two teachers, Star Academy couldn't take it anymore.

Not to mention that the teachers who were driven away couldn't bear to look down on them, even the dean and director were extremely troubled.

But as long as the students in these trash classes won't cause trouble outside, the dean will simply turn a blind eye.

After all, the Interstellar Academy was co-founded by the Empire and the Federation, and they needed their funding chain.

"But it's a little strange."

The person who heard the news scratched his head, and called up the unbelievably simple new teacher's information on the optical brain.

"Qi Mu, look at this."

The man sent the information to another boy who was sleeping with a blindfold on.

When the light brain received the message, he took off the blindfold and looked over.

"What the hell is this?"

Not only Qi Mu saw it, but the others also followed.

"You still don't know your age these days? He can't be an old man, right?"

"What an old man, it clearly says it's a woman! It should be an old woman."

"Oh yes, yes, what kind of race is this, what kind of zombie ancestor, what kind of ghost is this, have you heard of it?"

……

It's just a few simple lines, and the discussions are full of enthusiasm.

"This name sounds weird. It's not good to call it, but I want medicine..."

"..."

"Gouzi, why is there no photo of the new teacher?"

Those who read it couldn't see anything down, and they always felt that the new teacher was so mysterious this time, why?

The person called Gouzi shook his head: "I hacked the System Academy and didn't record it."

"..."

"It seems that our new teacher has a great background..."

……

"I don't know if the reason is serious or not, but I think you guys are pretty messed up."

There are regulations on the teaching time of the Star Academy, except for the time of the waste class, as long as the teacher decides.

But students still have to arrive according to the normal time.

Anyway, there will always be only one teacher in the waste class. As for what to teach, it depends on the mood.

What Shiyao wanted to do was psychological, but he didn't expect to assign such a class to the dean...

It is precisely because I heard that when the teacher of this class has free time, Shiyao came here.

It turned out that this group of students was quite capable and courageous.

How can Shi Yao not hold grudges by making such a loud noise in the class, discussing her point, and everyone talking about it.

She wants to be magnanimous... magnanimous.

Dadu you uncle.

(End of this chapter)

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