King of Kings, start with a perfect record and strive for the top spot.

The students around seemed to be very familiar with the voice.

With a loud bang, they quickly dispersed and returned to their seats.

At the front door of the classroom, a middle-aged woman stood in the doorway. She was short, with sparse, yellowish hair, a thin face, but her eyes were unusually bright, gleaming with a sharp light.

Based on her years of reading experience, Ye Lan could tell at a glance that this woman was not easy to deal with.

She is definitely the kind of teacher with a very extreme and strict personality.

The middle-aged woman saw some students stuffing their cell phones into their pockets as they ran.

I suddenly understood.

A fierce gaze fell upon Ye Lan.

To be honest, Ye Lan was also a little intimidated by the stare.

However, he was never afraid of teachers when he was in school, let alone now that he has graduated.

He slowly stood up from his seat, smiled and nodded to the middle-aged woman.

That counts as having given instructions.

The middle-aged woman's face remained completely expressionless; a cold voice emanated from her thin lips:

"who are you?"

Before Ye Lan could answer, a student spoke up first.

"This older brother is Teacher Ning's friend. He was helping us with our homework just now."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman's withered face twitched, a truly forced smile.

"Take care of your homework? I think you're just playing mobile games for a whole class period."

Another student stood up: "No, we only play during breaks. We are focused on our homework during class."

But the middle-aged woman acted as if she hadn't heard anything, staring at Ye Lan with a fierce look on her face.

"You're teaching students to play video games? Is this how you conduct yourself as a teacher?"

Ye Lan shrugged, looking indifferent: "First, your school allows cell phones; second, it was break time; third, I'm not a teacher."

"So what do you do for a living?"

"A game streamer," Ye Lan said truthfully.

Many students looked at him, their eyes sparkling with envy.

Anyone who enjoys playing games has probably daydreamed about being a professional player or a game streamer.

Therefore, it is understandable that they admire Ye Lan.

But after hearing this, the middle-aged woman's lips curled into an exaggerated smile.

The sarcastic voice rang out again: "A live streamer? You call that a job?!"

Ye Lan sighed, too lazy to argue: "Say whatever you want."

There are too many people who are prejudiced against the live streaming industry.

There's no need to refute them one by one.

Even if you win the argument, what then?

Will it cost an extra penny?

will not!

You might also end up feeling very angry.

Conversely, if I don't argue with you, I won't lose a single dollar.

Will it affect my daily income of 100,000?

Does not affect.

This is what is called perspective.

Those who are truly capable and talented will not care about such idle gossip.

Because the two sides are not even on the same level.

What the other person wants is the pleasure of slandering you, and if you argue with them, you're playing right into their hands.

It just so happened to satisfy the other person's pleasure.

Seeing that Ye Lan remained silent, the middle-aged woman concluded that her words had struck a nerve with her.

The smile on his lips rose again.

"You look very young, you must still be a college student."

"His academic performance was poor, and he didn't get into university."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman became even more smug.

He rushed to the stage and began his impassioned speech.

"Students, do you see this? If you don't study hard and only know how to indulge in frivolous pursuits, this is your future!"

"If you can't get into university, don't have a job, and just order takeout every day, living a life of idleness and waiting to die, what's the difference between you and the scum of society?"

“I’ve told you many times that my son has studied hard since he was a child and has excellent grades. After graduating from a key provincial school, he studied abroad for three years and came back to work as a financial consultant for a listed company in Shanghai. His monthly salary is 30,000 to 50,000 yuan.”

Hearing this, Ye Lan chuckled, thinking, "So you're still a braggart."

Thirty to fifty thousand is a high salary that others might not even dare to dream of.

But in Ye Lan's eyes now, that's all there is to it.

Moreover, this is especially true in Shanghai, where land is incredibly valuable.

"Seventy-three thousand yuan has been deposited into Zhifubao!"

Just then, Ye Lan's phone rang.

The sound was so abrupt that it instantly silenced all other sounds in the classroom.

The classroom was eerily quiet; you could hear a pin drop.

All eyes were on Ye Lan.

Ye Lan picked up her phone and glanced at it; it was the earnings from yesterday's live stream that had been deposited into her account.

Because of the large amount, the money was only transferred today.

But I have to admit, it was really punctual.

I didn't want to embarrass myself, but now it seems I have no choice.

"You earn over 70,000 a month?" The middle-aged woman's eyes widened in shock.

"How can it be."

Ye Lan only said half of her sentence; the second half was, "How could it be so little?"

Before the middle-aged woman could even catch her breath, Ye Lan delivered a devastating blow:

"This is just what I earned yesterday."

This statement was like a boulder dropped into a lake, creating huge ripples.

The surrounding students stared blankly at Ye Lan.

Although they didn't have much of a concept of money, they knew that their parents' combined monthly salary was only a little over ten thousand yuan.

Seventy thousand!

Doesn't that mean you have seven parents?

And this is just the profit for one day.

A month has thirty days...

A huge "Holy crap" immediately popped into my head.

The middle-aged woman was so shocked by Ye Lan's words that her mouth dropped open, and her dentures almost fell out.

Over the years, she has always been proud of her son.

She has devoted countless efforts to nurturing an outstanding college student.

Studying abroad for three years cost more than a million yuan.

Even so, these "prodigies" were cultivated with so many resources.

At this moment, however, he appeared dim and lackluster in front of Ye Lan.

I suddenly understand why the other elders in fantasy novels are shocked when a sect's chosen one, nurtured with vast resources, is killed by a wild cultivator from the mountains with a single punch!

This makes absolutely no sense!

The middle-aged woman licked her dry, pale lips, feeling utterly ashamed.

"Actually, I think the salary doesn't matter. The most important thing in how we conduct ourselves is our character!"

Just then, Ye Lan spoke up.

Since the first shot has already been fired, let's go all out and fight!

"I don't know what you think, but I believe that no job is superior or inferior. As long as it is not illegal, every job deserves our respect."

"We should treat everyone who is working hard to make a living with an equal eye, regardless of whether their job is noble or not."

"Everyone is busy making a living, but there are too many choices in life. No one can deny others from their own perspective!"

There wasn't a sound in the classroom, and everyone's expression was very serious.

"Clap clap clap."

It was only when a girl wearing glasses as thick as beer bottle caps clapped that everyone realized what was happening.

Immediately afterwards, thunderous applause erupted in the classroom.

Even the school bell was sung down.