The Real Daughter Came Back to Chill and Kill 17

The class teacher, Mike, was also at a loss. He walked over to Scarlett and comforted her, saying, “Don’t mind them. What’s most important is focusing on your studies. As long as you graduate from this school successfully, your future will be in your hands.” Scarlett stood up and nodded. “Thank you, Mr. Sawyer.” The only person she truly appreciated at this school was Mike. In her previous life, it was Mike who accepted her, encouraged her, trusted her, and even secretly gave her test papers, urging her to study. During those difficult times, Mike was the only one who gave her warmth and support, constantly hoping she could break through her struggles, achieve good results and change her fate. However, just half a month later, Mike became the target of all the teachers’ resentment because of his excessive attention toward her. Eventually, the school used it as an excuse to fire him because the entire class performed poorly on the monthly exams. In this life, she would never let Mike suffer such unfair treatment again. She remembered that in a month, there would be the Elite Math Tournament, which would determine the eligibility of all the math teachers for evaluation. Each math teacher had two spots for the competition. Mike was not only the teacher in charge of Class F but also a math teacher. Perhaps, she could lend him a hand. After comforting Scarlett, Mike walked over to the podium, took the stack of test papers he had brought and handed them to the student in front to distribute. “We’ll be doing a quiz today,” he said. The classroom erupted in groans. No one liked doing tests. Even Percy took his book, turned it upside down on his head and slouched over the desk, saying, “Great, now I can sleep.” Scarlett remained silent. However, Mike didn’t get angry. Instead, he cheerfully clapped his hands and encouraged them. “Come on, everyone! This pop quiz is different from the usual ones. This time, we’re tackling elite math questions.” Someone shouted in protest, “Mr. Sawyer, I’m not doing it. I can barely manage to score a zero on your regular tests. I’m afraid I’ll give you negative marks on these elite math questions.” The whole class burst into laughter. Mike remained calm and slowly said, “Do you know why we’re doing elite math questions?” “I know, because there’s the Elite Math Tournament in a month, but that’s for Class A students, right? We don’t need to do it, do we?” “Why don’t we just have self-study instead? I’m three stars away from reaching Mythic rank.” “Trash, I’ve already hit Mythic with 20 stars.” “Take me with you! Let’s do it together!” “Sure, let’s go!” “I’m in too!” Suddenly, chaos erupted, and the class was completely out of control. Mike almost couldn’t hold them in check. Mike calmly said, “Don’t sell yourselves short, everyone. Although our class has been labeled as the last class, I believe each of you is capable. In fact, you’re even smarter than the kids in Class A. I mean, if you can reach Mythic rank in a game, I’m sure Class A doesn’t have anyone that good.” Someone deliberately retorted, “Mr. Sawyer, the school heartthrob has Mythic rank with 100 stars and goes god-mode every match!” Mike was speechless. In Class F, scenes like this played out every day. However, Mike was still able to stay calm, which showed that his mental resilience had been shaped by the class. Despite the constant noise and laughter, he kept his teacher’s dignity and principles, saying, “You all just had lunch, so your brains are nice and sharp. This is the perfect time to do some elite math questions. Don’t worry, even if you’ve given up on yourselves, I’ll never give up on you! “Come on, kids! I’m looking forward to the surprise you’ll give me!” From the back of the classroom, a student shouted, “Since I just got back from lunch and didn’t play any games, I feel sorry for my sharp brain.” Another student responded, “Hurry up, I’ll carry you!” A third student teased, “Mr. Sawyer, we’re short one person. Do you want to join us?” Mike just sighed in response. Scarlett grabbed her test paper and kicked the chair next to her, where Percy was almost snoring. Percy jumped up in shock and said, “Was that an earthquake?” Scarlett slapped the test paper down in front of him. “Do it. If your score is higher than mine, I’ll be your free coach for a week.”