Ninth class citizen

Chapter 50: Substitute Teacher

"How about borrowing the school rules manual from you for a day, 10 koans?"

Wendy was instantly awakened by the word "Cowan".

"Are you sending away beggars? Don't even think about it without 100 Cowans."

"It's just one day's reading. It won't cost you a page or 20 kohns. No more."

"The minimum is 80 Cowens!" Wendy said firmly, "I won't lend you even a cent less!"

After 10 minutes, the two finally reached a consensus.

Wendy rents Nanrong for 30 cowens per hour, and will pay additional compensation for any damage or soiling.

The material used in the "School Rules Handbook" has been specially processed and cannot be photographed, scanned, or imported into the intelligent computer, so it can only be memorized by rote.

Wendy didn't believe that anyone could remember all 3,215 school rules within an hour.

So this is just the beginning, she will definitely borrow it from me again and again in the future.

So she smiled slyly as she handed over the thick booklet.

Nan Rong had full confidence in her current memory. An hour was enough time for her to quickly flip through it.

But the fact is, she had just taken the booklet when a line of words appeared in her field of vision:

"I found the book "Hiroshima University School Rules Manual". Do I need to enter it into the internal database of the intelligent brain and write it into the brain's memory area?"

Nan Rong: Here it comes again. There really is something wrong with my intelligent brain, right?

She was on guard and naturally would not agree to such dangerous operations as "writing into the brain's memory area". She just tried to request to enter the database built into the intelligent brain.

The next second, she received a prompt: "Entry completed. You can search in the database."

Nan Rong followed the instructions and retrieved the records in the database, and indeed found the book.

The catalog is comprehensive and can be searched based on keyword indexes you provide, which is quick and convenient.

"Forget it." She immediately returned the School Rules Handbook to Wendy: "I changed my mind and don't want to lend it to you."

Fortunately, the 30 Cowens have not been transferred yet, so everything is useless.

Kingsoft was built up one by one, so every bit of savings counts.

Nan Rong happily returned to his room and locked Wendy, who had a dazed look on her face, outside.

After a week of intensive picking simulation courses, an ordinary picking theory class became extremely popular.

Especially after the news spread that the new teacher was from the Capital Star Circle and was a direct descendant of the famous Campbell family, the classroom was already full.

Footsteps were heard outside the door and someone pushed the door open.

All the students stood up at the same time and applauded enthusiastically.

But when everyone saw who came in, the applause stopped abruptly.

"Why is it her?" someone whispered.

"What's so strange about this? With Nan Rong's grades, isn't it natural for him to be an assistant teacher?" Guan Ning retorted subconsciously.

"The teaching assistants are here, so the instructor should be right behind them, right?"

"But she closed the door." "No, how did Nan Rong get on the podium and stand in the instructor's seat?"

"Is it because the instructor has something to say to her?"

"You are still not knowledgeable enough. I heard that in the core universities of the Federation, teaching assistants lead the students in pre-class preparation."

"The new instructor is a top student from the Federal Genetic Optimization Academy. He must have adopted the advanced educational concepts there."

All the students' speculations froze on their faces after Nan Rong spoke.

"Please take a seat, everyone. Actually, there is no need for such a warm welcome, because from now on until the end of the second grade, I will be the substitute teacher for your picking class."

Nan Rong paused here and looked at the students in the audience who were in an uproar.

Haydn always prided himself on being calm, but now he almost lost his composure.

He didn't expect that Melissa would be so irresponsible as to throw all the class tasks directly to Nan Rong.

Obviously, she had signed an agreement with the school.

He frowned and fell into deep thought. Xueli and others beside him could not help themselves.

"You are just a student, why do you teach us?" Laura shouted in a shrill voice: "Get off the podium, we just want a real teacher!"

Her words represent the thoughts of many students. They do recognize Nan Rong's ability in picking practice, but they do not think she is qualified to teach them.

We all paid to go to school. The tutor may not be Melissa herself, but we can’t just pick any student, right?
This is like going to a restaurant and spending the money to hire a top chef, but ending up eating food cooked by an apprentice. Who would be happy with that?
Someone immediately started to make a noise: "Get off the stage, we just want a proper tutor!"

Nan Rong kept a smile on her face. She was not angry at all, because the reactions of her classmates were all within her expectations.

In fact, it was slightly higher than her bottom line, because everyone just talked and no one took action to tear her apart.

If they dare to do so, Nan Rong would not hesitate to use force to deter them, because all the candidate gene optimizers in the class combined would not be a match for a third-level warrior.

Anyway, her attribute test results will be revealed sooner or later, so it is better to expose it early and force the sale of some Lingpu herbal ointment.

But the classmates were probably all aware of their thin-skinned nature, the kind that only cared about talking but not taking action, which made Nan Rong feel deeply regretful.

Seeing that except for a few people like Guan Ning and Haydn who remained silent, the rest of the class joined the cheering, Nan Rong smiled and raised his hands, making a downward gesture.

"Students, please be patient." Her voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for the whole class to hear clearly. "My substitute teaching authorization comes from Professor Melissa. If you have any questions, you can directly complain to the Academic Affairs Office."

With a flick of her finger, she transmitted the qualifications of the acting tutor to the large holographic screen in the center of the classroom:

"Before that, according to Article 500 of the second category of school rules, classroom discipline, those who shout in class and disrupt the class will be fined 10 Cowens each time and have 1000 credits deducted; Article 20, those who insult the instructor (including substitute instructors) in class will be fined Cowens each time and have credits deducted, and will be recorded as a demerit."

As she spoke, she heard with satisfaction that the cheers from the audience gradually faded away. In the end, only a few students, led by Laura, were still struggling to hold on.

Laura glanced at Shirley beside her with embarrassment, and the latter nodded at her slightly to show encouragement.

She took a deep breath and raised her voice: "Don't listen to her, we must unite and let the school see our determination!"

Nan Rong smiled slightly: "I've said it before, if you are dissatisfied, you can complain after class. If you can relieve me of my substitute teaching position, I would be more than happy to do so."

“She’s right.” A girl pulled Laura: “Just listen to the class first and stop making trouble.”

"No!" Laura broke free from her hand: "This kind of thing cannot be tolerated. Once it happens, it will happen again!"

(End of this chapter)