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“Why does Ms. Seven, even as an expatriate professor, make everyone wait so long?” someone complained.

“Yeah, there is the president and so many instructors here.” another grumbled.

The students’ results were out, and other instructors had arrived at the first opportunity, even more anxious than the students themselves. A teacher’s reputation was closely tied to the overall performance and distribution of excellence among their students. However, Xing Han just glanced at them and said indifferently, “Isn’t it not even 9:30 yet? Ms. Seven hasn’t been late. What’s the hurry?”

Their expressions didn’t change, but they were left without a comeback. After all, they really had arrived too early, some as early as seven in the morning. Some instructors were not convinced, “But still, Ms. Seven seems to care too little about her students, doesn’t she? Not showing up for the whole semester is one thing, but today is also parent-teacher conference day. If she doesn’t come, should the parents just wait for nothing?”

Xing Han frowned and remained silent, unsure whether Rong Qi would actually come. But before Xing Han could speak, other instructors scoffed with a laugh, “Ha, you should think about what Class 7 is. It would be strange if Ms. Seven took them seriously. With those rotten grades, if it were me, I wouldn’t come either. Where’s the face to come? It would throw away years of a teaching career.”

“Is that so? Then what face do you have to say these things when you don’t teach Class 7?”

A cold voice came from the doorway, where Rong Qi stood, raising an eyebrow at the people in the office.

‘Quite the lively scene. Everyone from the President Office to the Vice-President’s office is here.’ Rong Qi thought.

At this moment, all eyes turned to Rong Qi.

When Tang Lin saw Rong Qi, a strange feeling surged in his heart. He had an inkling that Rong Qi was not as simple as she seemed on the surface. Capable of crippling Duan Shujie and still unscathed. Moreover, ever since Rong Feiyu’s attempt at cheating was exposed, Tang Lin had been downcast.

Tang Lin wasn’t worried about Class l’s grades, but he had come to realize that if he didn’t get Rong Qi back in Class 1, she would become his biggest obstacle to winning awards.

Qiu Yonggen frowned and looked at Rong Qi impatiently and said, “What are you doing here? If you want to know the results, go wait in your class. It’s not like they won’t be published, what’s the hurry?”

Rong Qi walked in regardless and said, “Aren’t you the ones who called for me? Where’s the pen? I’ll sign.”

“What are you signing for?” Qiu Yonggen asked.

“The report card for Class 7. Hand it to me, I’ll sign it and then go to the class meeting.”

“You? What? You’re holding a class meeting?”

“Is there a problem?” Rong Qi asked as she looked at Qiu Yonggen.

“President Zhang, what’s going on here?” Qiu Yonggen asked as he turned to President Zhang, his eyebrows tightly knit.

Xing Han laughed, “Since everyone is here, let me introduce you all. Rong Qi, instructor for Class 7, special visiting professor at Capital University, Ms. Seven.”

“What? You’re saying Rong Qi is Ms. Seven?!”

The people in the office looked at Rong Qi in shock. Their level of astonishment was akin to witnessing a rooster laying an egg. The most incredulous were Qiu Yonggen and Tang Lin, they stared directly at Rong Qi, unwilling to believe that the once trivial student from their remedial class was actually a special visiting professor ranking above them all.

“What… President Zhang, you’re not joking, are you?”

President Zhang just shook his head gently, looking kindly at Rong Qi, and said, “Ms. Seven, you just need to log into the academic system to verify before printing it out for signature.”

“Okay.”

Rong Qi pulled over a chair and sat down right next to President Zhang, turning on the computer beside him because only his space was slightly larger.

Seeing that even President Zhang seemed unbothered, the crowd was again taken aback..