Class Teacher System (CTS) BL

Chapter 4

Lu Ban Ban was the supreme bear child leader who had ruled over the entire elementary school for six years. He was big enough that the entire sixth grade wanted to band together to give him a hard time, but also small enough that the boys in his class would call him boss everyday. It could be said that he was the uncontrollable big overlord of Jinrui Private School. As far as he was concerned, the Grade 6 Class 8 classroom was his private territory. Not only did the students need to listen to his words and follow his commands, but even the Grade 6 teachers need to pamper and obey him as though he were an emperor, in order to avoid the fate of getting fired. 

In fact, most of the teachers were like this. None of the teachers had ever openly criticised Lu Ban Ban during class, and would unconsciously please him. After all, his father was the current director of the Beijing Municipal Education Bureau. The director’s words could completely determine the fate of a teacher. Even the principal had to somewhat pamper this emperor.

Therefore, Lu Ban Ban was a tyrant from the first grade all the way through to the sixth grade, and was not the least bit aware that he was a bear child. Instead, he felt that the whole school should listen to him. This was simply the right and proper behaviour. Since everyone in the school had to listen to him, then writing homework was never part of his plans. It could be said that Lu Ban Ban had not written a single piece of homework for the past six years. Even so, his scores were still the best. Don’t assume that he’s a genius. This was merely because he could get a copy of the official solutions before every exam.

This little overlord, after six years of not writing homework, suddenly heard the four words ‘hand in your homework’. At that moment, he had to doubt his own kingly way of life. He suspected that this male teacher’s head was beaten bad by him yesterday, and that’s why he would say stuff like handing in homework today.

So, Lu Ban Ban stood up in anger and cursed at Ren Zhu. However, he couldn’t help shutting his mouth as soon as he started speaking. He didn’t know why, but he suddenly felt that his entire body was a little cold. 

Lu Ban Ban shut his mouth. The entire class was so silent that it would be possible to hear an acupuncture needle falling to the ground. This caused the class teacher’s next words, filled with coldness and unconcealed ridicule, to sound abnormally clear and deafening.

“This is the first time that I’ve heard a student dare say a teacher is crazy. Moreover, saying in such a bold and confident way that they don’t need to write homework.”

Lu Ban Ban scoffed and wanted to speak, but was given a cold look by Ren Zhu. He suddenly felt stiff all over and his mind became a big mess, completely unable to say anything.

“I heard your father is the director of the Education Bureau. He seems to be very powerful?” Ren Zhu asked coolly.

Lu Ban Ban seemed to have suddenly found some backing and hurriedly replied with pride: “Yes, my dad is Lu Xu! Knowing who my dad is, you still dared to ask me to write homework?! Do you not want to mix in this group?”

When Ren Zhu heard these words, he revealed a pleased smile. Ning Xun saw this smiling expression and slightly narrowed his eyes. He then noticed the corner of a silver phone peeking out from Ren Zhu’s trench coat pocket. He~ Sly fox.

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“Oh, but then I don’t understand even more. Your father is the director of education. How can you still shamelessly defame him, insult the teacher and not write homework? Did your father not teach you to respect the teacher? If your father didn’t, then did your mother also not teach you? If both your parents didn’t have the ability to teach you, you still have your grandparents right? So many relatives who didn’t teach you how to respect the teacher or properly study. Then this makes me highly doubt your family’s upbringing. If you can’t even correctly teach your own son, then how did your father become the director of the Education Bureau? Oh, I heard that your family is very rich. The clothes on your body are all famous foreign brands, adding together should be about four or five thousand dollars? That’s worth my half month salary.”