Chapter 7 - 5: The Legendary God Ji
The two of them quickly switched seats, and by the time the homeroom teacher Old Wu found out, three periods had already passed. Old Wu felt that his authority as the head of the class was facing a new challenge.
Old Wu, whose real name was Wu Zhiguo, was not old at all—just forty-two, in the prime of middle age, with a heart full of passion.
During his years as a homeroom teacher, there had been no shortage of arrogant students. Some were so arrogant they thought they owned the heavens. Just last year, there was a certain leader's nephew, Yue Tianci, with mediocre grades, who insisted on being in his elite class.
Pressured by the principal, he had no choice but to compromise. Yue Tianci was clueless about his limitations; bullying the weak, he turned the elite class into a chaotic mess. Old Wu couldn't stand it any longer.
He had planned to list all the instances of this disobedient student's misbehavior, prepared to risk his teaching career to force the principal to expel Yue Tianci. But what do you know, the class was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Yue Tianci not only messed with someone he shouldn't have, but he also angered them.
A certain leader was caught taking advantage of his position for personal gain, quickly leaving his post. Yue Tianci, unable to show his face here, really couldn't stay any longer and later transferred schools.
Of course, Yue Tianci was no match for Xie Ying'an. Not to mention Xie Ying'an's record-breaking achievements each year that were the pride of him and all subject teachers, even his grandfather's position as a war martyr was so much more distinguished than Yue Tianci's uncle...
Xie Ying'an never left classes early or arrived late. It's just that, as a young man, he seemed too indifferent, which as the homeroom teacher, Old Wu, how could he watch his star student be so antisocial?
At first, Old Wu tried to arrange a desk mate for him. Xie Ying'an directly refused, saying he didn't like being too close to others. Later, he tried to force the issue without prior discussion and arranged a few desk mates for him, but none lasted until the next day.
Old Wu had earnestly tried to persuade Xie Ying'an that students should help each other. At that time, Xie Ying'an frowned impatiently, his tone cold: "Is it a school rule that students with good grades should help those with poor ones?"
Old Wu was choked up, unable to respond. Last year he finally decided to give up on him. Seeing a transfer student this year, his heart, which had grown dead from last year's shock, couldn't help but stir again. Who knew that Xie Ying'an would pull this on him, luring Li Qingran to be his desk mate. What good could come out of Li Qingran sitting with him?