Chapter 513: Courting Humiliation in the Challenge
Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Meanwhile, Rong Qi encountered Sheng Jian as she stepped out of the Academic Affairs Office. He was dressed in a black coat, wearing sungla.s.ses, and looking like a tyc.o.o.n. He had his hands in his pockets, looking up slightly at Rong Qi.
Rong Qi asked, “What are you doing here? Got your eye for investment in the university?”
“Sure, I’ll listen to whatever you want me to do.” Sheng Jian responded. He waved to his a.s.sistant, who nodded and carried a briefcase into the President Office.
Rong Qi frowned and asked, “Don’t you think you are overspending your money?”
“Not really. Since your man has invested, I can’t lose either, can I?” Sheng Jian responded. He stepped forward a few steps, his eyes br.i.m.m.i.n.g with mirth.
Rong Qi’s lips twitched and asked, “Then why are you here? Don’t tell me you just came to invest.”
“Isn’t today the end-of-term parent-teacher meeting? Since you don’t have parents, so I came.”
Sheng Jian appeared perfectly at ease as if he genuinely was Rong Qi’s father.
Rong Qi took a deep breath, looked at Sheng Jian, and asked, “Didn’t anyone tell you that instructors don’t need to invite parents?”
With that, Rong Qi walked past Sheng Jian toward the cla.s.sroom of Cla.s.s 7.
Sheng Jian turned to look at Rong Qi’s departure, shaking his head inwardly, and sighed, “So rebellious. She took my good intentions for granted.”
After his moment of reflection, Sheng Jian followed Rong Qi discreetly through the back door of Cla.s.s 7.
When Rong Qi arrived in the cla.s.sroom, it was still noisy inside. Upon her entrance, the chatter quieted down.
“Why is she so late?”
“Is she your cla.s.smate?”
The seated crowd voiced their confusion, but no one answered them.
Only Han Chidong among the parents had met Rong Qi before, but he was not the kind to say much.
However, as they puzzled over her, they saw Rong Qi actually walk straight to the lectern. Their hearts skipped a beat.
Rong Qi stood firm, placing the report card she carried on the lectern, and pondered how to begin. But before she could speak, a parent asked a question.
“Who is she? Why is she standing on the stage?”
The students of Cla.s.s 7 showed a spectrum of reactions, “She is our instructor, Ms. Seven.”
As soon as they heard that response, a chorus of gasps sounded in the cla.s.sroom.
“That’s your instructor? Isn’t she a student?”
“How can she be an instructor at such a young age? No wonder your grades are poor!”
“Is there a mistake? How could such a young girl be your instructor?”
The barrage of questions from below was relentless, but the person on the stage remained composed, showing no signs of being fazed.
Holding the microphone placed on the lectern, Rong Qi made a serious introduction, “Good day, dear parents and friends. My name is Rong Qi, the instructor for Cla.s.s 7.1 am honored to meet all of you here. Does anyone have any questions? If not, I’m going to distribute the report card.”
“I have a question.” the first parent spoke up.
Rong Qi raised an eyebrow, turning towards him.
“You’re so young. Do you even understand this knowledge yourself? What makes you think you can teach them?”
The question was indeed serious and the atmosphere in the room suddenly tensed up. With that one utterance, all the parents began to echo the sentiment.
“Exactly! You look like you haven’t even grown up yet. What right do you have to teach my child? We sent them here to learn, not to waste their days!”
“Yeah, yeah, I heard you even had a grade PK with Cla.s.s 1. With this att.i.tude, isn’t that just asking for humiliation?”
“Now there are already mocking posts on the forum. We’ve never faced such humiliation in decades of business.. If you’re supposed to be an instructor, how will you take responsibility? If the rivals knew about this, who knows how they’d mock us!”