The slip of paper unfolded, showing a blank surface with no star on it.
Sumr Monroe placed the slip on the podium and turned to leave.
Mio Osborne wore a look of utter confusion.
He distinctly rembered that this was the slip with the star on it. It seed he got it wrong...
He didn’t want the other students to be held back by such matters, so he thought about calling on Sumr, who wasn’t interested in studying, but he picked the wrong slip.
Really... didn’t know whether to call it bad luck or destiny.
The chubby girl standing behind Sumr hesitantly stepped forward after Sumr left and picked a slip.
When the slip unfolded, the star inside scared her to the point of tears welling up in her eyes.
It was her!
Out of forty-three, how did she get picked?
The girl was naturally timid, blushing just from speaking to strangers, let alone performing on stage—wasn’t this setting her up for embarrassnt?
"T-teacher..." The girl mustered the courage to ask Mio Osborne, "Could soone else go instead? I really don’t have any talent..."
Mio Osborne, with a stern face, said, "As long as soone is willing to switch with you, you can ask anyone."
The girl was at a loss for words; everyone in the class was afraid of performing in the program, who would switch with her?
With no other choice, the girl returned to her seat, eyes still red.
Mio Osborne wasn’t in the mood to worry about individual students’ feelings. As he flipped open the teaching plan, he said, "Then the freshman party is settled. You two let know your acts before noon tomorrow, and I’ll report to the school. Now, I’ll start the lecture. Today we’re covering college English, but I’ll include Britton University’s exam content as well. Pay close attention and take notes."
The students opened their textbooks one after another, and Sumr Monroe did the sa.
For soone who grew up abroad, looking at these texts was like a college student looking at elentary school problems.
With just one glance, Sumr lost interest in listening to the lecture and joined Finn Ford and Ronan Kingston in catching up on sleep at their desks.
Mio Osborne glanced at the back row, where all three were asleep, shook his head with a frown.
With this kind of study attitude, it would be a miracle if they lasted a month.
But it’s just as well; without those few troublemakers, this class could finally be considered normal.
With that thought, Mio Osborne didn’t bother to wake the three sleeping students and continued with his lecture: "You need to rember this word root..."
Amidst listening to the lecture, Willow Grant glanced back, saw Sumr sleeping, and imdiately felt disdain.
She had heard that if Sumr didn’t make it into the top twenty in the class in a month, she’d be kicked out. At that ti, she would watch Sumr leave in embarrassnt!
Willow turned her attention back to the lecture with renewed focus.
In a blink, class was over.
Crestfall University was different from other schools. Except for seniors, freshn to juniors had to attend evening and morning self-study sessions.
However, other classes had it easier—just self-study during evening sessions, while the preparatory class had actual lessons.
Mio Osborne had lectured the entire evening, and his throat was starting to dry out.
The sound of the school bell brought relief, but he realized it was not sustainable doing this all sester alone. He needed a few subject teachers to co in, so he could focus on teaching advanced mathematics and a few specialized courses.
Britton University emphasized advanced math more than other subjects.
Mio Osborne took a sip of water and said, "This is all for today’s lecture. When you go back, think it over. If you have any questions, feel free to contact anyti—here’s my phone number."
Mio Osborne picked up the chalk, wrote down his number, and turning around, saw that the three from the back row had already vanished.
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