Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

Lin Ting, holding a teddy bear, sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at Guan Dongyue, saying, "Actually, it's very simple to set up this kind of class, but I don't recommend you take it."

Guan Dongyue asked in confusion, "Why?"

"Because taking the TOEFL relies on sheer willpower, if you have a foundation, you can definitely cram for three or four months. Dragging it out for too long will only make you physically and mentally exhausted, and then you will gradually lose your sense of urgency."

Actually, this applies not only to the TOEFL exam, but to all certification exams.

Preparing early may seem like a safe bet, but it can also easily lead to long-term anxiety. This kind of mental pressure is often more likely to break a person than an endless amount of textbook material.

Moreover, people forget things; a book you memorized two years ago will still feel unfamiliar when you look at it again two years later.

Therefore, it is important to choose the right preparation time based on your own circumstances.

Lin Ting gave a more cost-effective suggestion: "Actually, you're only a sophomore now. You can audit classes in the English department to build a solid foundation first, and then go to a cram school for two or three months in your senior year."

Guan Dongyue's eyes lit up, and she touched her nose somewhat embarrassedly: "I was just afraid of not making it in time."

“You can apply to schools at least in your senior year, there’s no rush,” Lin Ting comforted her. “You should make sure your final exam transcript looks good first, so that even if you can’t get a government-sponsored scholarship, it will be much easier for you to get scholarships when you apply to schools.”

Guan Dongyue listened very attentively and nodded vigorously: "Yes! I understand!"

Lin Ting continued, "You should find out about the freshman course schedule; you should have more connections in this area than I do."

Guan Dongyue smiled: "I'll ask Xiaofen to ask for me later. She's in charge of the freshman dormitories."

Zheng Miaoying poked her head out from the top bunk: "You can ask me any questions you have."

"Thank you."

Guan Dongyue's eyes were slightly red. She waved her hand, wanting to leave, but after taking a couple of steps, she remembered that she had almost forgotten to sell her goods.

"There are some notebooks today, your dorm's should be almost used up, right? Do you need any more? You definitely don't need toilet paper..."

……

Another week has flown by.

Fortunately, Wei Xuan and Gu Qi passed the probationary period despite being deliberately suppressed.

Their selection was based not only on Lin Ting and Zheng Miaoying's evaluation, but also on student feedback forms. The students had a good impression of these two teachers with their unique styles, perhaps because they were new to them.

While collecting feedback forms, Lin Ting also divided the students into classes, creating a daytime class based on their own wishes.

The classroom was set up in another warehouse next door. Fang Deliang took care of the desks, chairs and other hardware facilities. Lin Ting only needed to find a way to recruit more students.

In fact, we've been getting inquiries and enrollments from new students every day recently, sometimes more than a dozen a day, sometimes only two or three.

However, none of them have been able to enroll yet. The tutoring class has been running for three weeks, and it would be a scam to allow students to join at this point.

Lin Ting set a rule that new classes would be opened and enrollment would begin on the 15th of each month, and there were still seventeen days until the next enrollment period.

"Therefore, we need to recruit at least two more teachers in these seventeen days."

During the small meeting, Lin Ting spoke about the most urgent matter at hand.

She looked at Wei Xuan and Gu Qi and said frankly, "If you have any classmates or friends who are trustworthy in terms of character and ability, you can recommend them to come and apply for the job."

Wei Xuan and Gu Qi have been eating well lately, and their complexions are better than before.

"This one……"

"Boss, to be honest, our classmates either went abroad or have stable jobs. The best one is now working on the right side of the Forbidden City."

Lin Ting: "That's definitely something that can't be dug up."

"However, we do know quite a few people in the same industry. Would you dare to take them?"

"Forget it, they might report me again... I've been trying to cultivate my character lately and don't want to kill anyone."

Lin Ting had a bit of a headache. If she planted Wei Xuan and Gu Qi in the ground, she wondered if she could harvest a bunch of teachers next year...

It's not something I can do; it's like trying to quench a thirst with water from afar.

Gu Qi pondered for a moment and said, "Boss, actually Xuanzi and I can teach one more class. Since our class times are staggered, we can last another month."

Lin Ting waved her hand: "I know, but can you two handle that? Twelve classes a day, one day is fine, but continuous battles..."

“Actually, it’s not a big problem,” Gu Qi said.

"Ok?"

Wei Xuan looked pained, as if recalling some painful past. He grimaced as if he had a toothache and said, "We spent the better part of the year in the capital like this."

They had to pay for renting classrooms back then, and they couldn't save a penny on rent or utilities.

To cut costs, they didn't even dare to hire teaching assistants, and the two of them taught two classes, working non-stop every day.

After working myself to the bone for half a year, all the money I earned ended up going to fines.

Thinking about this, Wei Xuan couldn't help but start banging his head against the table.

I want to die, really.

Gu Qi, expressionless, precisely grabbed his little braid, her movements so practiced it was heartbreaking.

Looking at Wei Xuan's pained expression, Lin Ting hesitated for a moment and said, "In that case, we still need to recruit more teachers. The worst-case scenario is that you will teach two classes. If that happens, I will give you an extra two hundred yuan bonus every month."

"Row."

With one matter settled, Lin Ting immediately turned to the next topic: "Yingzi, how's your grammar handout coming along?"

“I’ve only written half of it,” Zheng Miaoying replied. “It should be finished in about ten more days… Once I’m done, I plan to ask Teacher Liang for help.”

"Okay, you're best at grammar, so whatever you say goes."

"Then……"

Before Lin Ting could even begin the third topic, Zhang Liang rushed in.

"Boss, Xiaoyue just called me..."

Zhang Liang bent down and whispered in Lin Ting's ear, "She said that something happened at Aunt Zheng's tailor shop, and they just got into a fight."

Lin Ting frowned, tapped the table lightly, and said to the others, "I'll go out for a bit, please wait a moment."

Wei Xuan and Gu Qi didn't think much of it. Zheng Miaoying assumed something had happened at the garment factory or outside the window, so she obediently responded and opened her notebook to continue writing her lecture notes.

Lin Ting and Zhang Liang walked out, and then Lin Ting asked, "Is Aunt Zheng injured?"

"Xiaoyue said her head was broken, but she's otherwise fine. Two women came, and luckily we both have a lot of people from our shops who went to help," Zhang Liang said. "Xiaoyue is now with Aunt Zheng at the hospital."

"Because of what?"

Lin Ting was a little confused. How could a fight break out in a tailor shop? What was the reason? Did Aunt Zheng leave a needle on the clothes?

Zhang Liang said, "Xiaoyue said she went to Aunt Zheng to have her pants hemmed. After it was done, she insisted that Aunt Zheng had shortened them and demanded that Aunt Zheng compensate her for the cost of the pants by 200 yuan. Aunt Zheng said that she would not change them again, so she started smashing up the shop."

"When Xiaoyue heard the noise and called for help, they ran away, and we didn't catch them."

Zhang Liang hesitated for a moment, then added, "I think it's just picking a fight; Aunt Zheng might have offended someone."