Looking at the group of eager young men, Ye Lan really didn't want to refuse.

But his reason told him otherwise.

If I agree, I will only be adding trouble to myself.

So after thinking for a while, he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"You guys don't have phones, how am I supposed to help you rank up?"

Anyway, Ye Lan is only here to teach two classes.

I have to leave after the next class.

At that point, he would have no further contact with these students.

Ye Lan originally thought that his excuse was flawless, but what happened next surprised him greatly.

The group of students grinned as they pulled out OPPO A5 phones from their pockets, startling Ye Lan so much that she jumped up from her chair and backed away.

They were terrified that they would die a horrible death there in a short while.

The student laughed when he saw this: "Teacher, don't be afraid, this is just my phone case, the phone inside is a Redmi."

As he spoke, the student removed the outermost phone case.

The Xiaomi logo was visible inside.

Seeing this, the worry on Ye Lan's face gradually faded.

Although he had never seen an A5 explode, the way he described it so dramatically at night made Ye Lan have to take it seriously.

After all, his life has only just begun, and he can't just give up so easily.

Ye Lan suddenly thought of something, and her expression turned serious.

His gaze toward the group of students was also sharp.

"You guys actually brought your phones to school secretly, aren't you afraid I'll confiscate them?"

Ye Lan believes that students should not bring cell phones to school.

That was the rule at least during his junior and senior high school years.

Not to mention cell phones, even MP3 players who play novels are not allowed.

The teacher will confiscate it if they see it.

If I'm in a good mood, I might return it to you over the weekend.

But if you're in a bad mood, you might not get it back at the end of the semester.

The student grinned and said, "Our school allows students to bring cell phones."

Ye Lan clearly didn't believe this explanation.

Who is the class monitor?

As soon as she finished speaking, a girl dressed in ordinary sportswear, with disheveled hair and glasses as thick as beer bottle caps, slowly stood up.

A naturally gifted academic genius.

This kind of person would choose Z in a multiple-choice question, and I reckon others would follow suit.

Judging from her demeanor, she's probably the class monitor.

"Is what they said true?" Ye Lan asked.

The girl nodded slowly: "The school does allow students to bring cell phones, mainly to make it easier for students to contact their parents."

Upon hearing this, Ye Lan recalled that when she was in school, the public landline phone in the office was so popular that you couldn't get a turn even if you were scrambling to use it.

Look at students these days, they can all bring their own cell phones.

Times have changed so much.

Just then, the class bell rang.

Seeing this, the class monitor added, "However, the school also has a rule that you are not allowed to use your phone during class, otherwise it will be confiscated."

Several students quickly stuffed all the phones into their pockets.

Leave no evidence whatsoever.

Ye Lan was speechless and dismissed everyone: "Go back to your seats and do your homework."

The students left with eyes full of reluctance.

"Teacher, can you really not help us rank up?"

One student mustered up his courage and asked.

Ye Lan was also tormented quite a bit, and had no choice but to agree.

"If you can finish the test in this class, I'll give you a hand."

Anyway, get out of class only lasts ten minutes.

I can only play two games at most.

I'll reluctantly take you along.

However, this actually benefits Ren Yingying, as she can get two more stars.

Ye Lan sat on the podium and continued playing the game.

Below the stage, the sound of pens writing furiously filled the air.

It seems everyone wants to finish their homework quickly so they can play with Ye Lan after class.

With both sides fully focused, time quietly slipped by.

Soon, the bell rang again to signal the end of get out of class.

Many students picked up their test papers from the table and rushed to the class monitor's side.

With a "thud," he slammed the test paper onto the latter's desk.

Several boys couldn't wait to take out their phones from their pockets and then approached Ye Lan with sly grins.

"Teacher.......hehehe......."

Ye Lan sighed: "Come on, but my account is only at the regular King rank, which means only players at the Star Diamond rank can play against me."

Upon hearing this, the smiles of several students instantly faded.

Without a doubt, it's because the player's rank hasn't met the requirements.

"I'm only Diamond rank, so I can't play with my teacher anymore."

"Diamond rank is pretty good, I'm still stuck in Platinum."

"A bunch of trash! I'm a Glory-ranked player!"

"You're also a Glory King? That's amazing! Can you teach me, pro?"

"Uh, is it possible that I'm referring to the Glory Gold rank?"

"6!"

After the rank restrictions were implemented, the number of players decreased by more than half.

In the end, Ye Lan randomly picked four students who seemed the most enthusiastic to be her teammates.

After finalizing the team members, Ye Lan created a room and invited them all in.

"Teacher, I'm all ready to lie down."

"Teacher, please don't go easy on me! Take me with you and let me soar to new heights!"

Ye Lan smiled, as if she had returned to her student days.

This atmosphere feels like playing games with a few close friends.

"No problem. If I can't carry you guys, I'll just treat the whole class to milk tea."

Ye Lan patted her chest and assured him, full of confidence.

Some of the girls cheered and clapped when they heard this.

He even joked with Ye Lan's teammates, telling them to be a bit of a liability and not to win.

Ye Lan simply smiled and did not stop it.

With his current skill level, he could easily crush opponents in matches at this rank.

Even if all four teammates go AFK, he can still turn the tide and win the game.

"Alright, alright, there's only a ten-minute break between classes, stop chatting."

"Let's hurry up and play games."

Urged on by Ye Lan, the four child teammates immediately became much more serious.

Start the game, enter the ban/pick screen, skip the loading screen, and enter the match.

Ye Lan was still playing Han Xin, and the noble limited skin made the group scream continuously.

If Ye Lan were to say something like, "Type 1 to send Hellfire," the scene would definitely explode.

As the game progressed, the atmosphere became even more lively.

Ye Lan's actions were truly amazing.

A stylish sweeping attack, an elegant lob, a powerful move amidst the crowd...

What was supposed to be a team game turned into a personal showcase for Ye Lan.

Even the eyes of the other four teammates shifted to Ye Lan's phone.

They don't need to do anything; they just need to clear the minion wave and defend the tower when it arrives.

Under Ye Lan's leadership, the enemy's crystal exploded in just six minutes of the game.

Ren Yingying's account successfully reached ten stars in the King of Glory ranking.

Ye Lan sent a message to the other party, saying that the task was completed and asking the other party to log in to their account to verify it.

After doing all this, Ye Lan looked up and found that the thirty-odd students surrounding him were all staring at him with surprise.

That look in their eyes was just like the one in a science fiction movie when humans first see aliens.

Just as Ye Lan was about to explain...

A sharp and sarcastic voice reached my ears.

"Class is about to start, what are you all doing huddled together like that?!"

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