CHAPTER 404: CHAPTER 399: THE BEST TEACHER

Liu Tong was forcefully taken out of the bathroom by Ye Qiu and then brought back to the staff dormitory. As this is a noble academy, the staff accommodations are also extremely luxurious. Despite being single rooms with individual living areas, the spaces are quite substantial, and the furnishings and appliances are all complete. No wonder the previous "he" would rather overlook Liu Tong being bullied than step in.

Ye Qiu pushed Liu Tong into the bathroom and handed him a set of pajamas, saying softly, "Don’t be afraid, go take a bath."

Standing in the bathroom, Liu Tong had a vacant look in his eyes, feeling as if everything that had just happened was like a dream. He clutched the pajamas and looked suspiciously at the firmly shut door, his brows furrowed. Why did Mr. Ye suddenly help him?

Or did Mr. Ye become an accomplice of those boys? Was everything he is doing now part of their plot?

Liu Tong felt indignant inside. Why are these rich people targeting him? He hadn’t done anything, does being wealthy give them the right to do whatever they want?

"Liu Tong, teacher didn’t hear the water running, are you not sure how to use it? Do you want the teacher to come in and help you?" Hearing Ye Qiu’s voice outside the door, a sense of powerlessness flashed in Liu Tong’s eyes.

Forget it, what else can I do? Mom is still waiting for his scholarship at home to get medical treatment. He had persevered through these past two months; he absolutely can’t let all his efforts go to waste now.

"No need, teacher, I know how to use it," Liu Tong replied softly to Ye Qiu.

Outside the door, Ye Qiu looked helplessly at the bathroom door, knowing that Liu Tong might not trust him at the moment, but it was okay. As long as he truly helped him, one day he would trust him.

Liu Tong washed up quickly, and when he came out, his bangs were still dripping wet. Wearing Ye Qiu’s pajamas, the sleeves and trouser legs were too long, and with his skinny frame, he looked particularly empty inside them.

Seeing this, Ye Qiu took a clean towel and draped it over his head, rubbing it while saying, "Why did you come out with your hair still wet? It’s getting colder, and you got drenched earlier, what if you get sick? That would be terrible."

As Ye Qiu rubbed his hair, Liu Tong stood there stiffly, his gaze complicated. What exactly does Mr. Ye mean? He thought that even if Mr. Ye’s kindness was a pretense, it didn’t matter anymore. This care felt like a father’s, no, he didn’t have a father, nor did he know what a father’s love was like. He only knew that at this moment, he was very eager for Mr. Ye’s nurturing.

"Dry your hair yourself, and I’ll wash your school uniform," Ye Qiu said as he took away the towel and handed a hairdryer to Liu Tong.

With the sensation leaving his head, Liu Tong held the hairdryer feeling disheartened. Greed for affection is just that, quick to vanish.

Liu Tong watched with complex emotions as Ye Qiu put his filthy school uniform into the washing machine. This washing machine was also provided by the school, featuring a drying function, so there was no need to worry about Liu Tong having nothing to wear later.

"Once your hair is dry, sit for a while, I’ll go and prepare something for you to eat." The school had a canteen, and the food there was quite good. However, the original host was a homebody, who would sometimes cook noodles for himself when he didn’t want to go out during holidays.

There were tomatoes and eggs in the refrigerator. Ye Qiu simply made two bowls of egg noodles. With the tomatoes bright red, the eggs golden yellow, the chives tender green, and the noodles smooth, having a sip of the soup warmed Liu Tong’s heart. He thought, even if Mr. Ye was deceiving him, he would forgive him.

"Let’s go, the teacher will take you to class."

Upon hearing these words, Liu Tong’s body stiffened for a moment, then he quickly lowered his head. Was it finally coming?

Diou Royal Noble Academy boasts of its international integration, with class schedules that differ from regular schools. There is no morning or evening self-study. There are three classes in the morning, one hour of rest at noon, and only one class in the afternoon; the rest of the time is entirely devoted to elective courses based on the students’ interests.

Apart from Liu Tong, who only took the basic courses without enrolling in any electives, there was no one else. The school certainly wouldn’t revise its curriculum for a non-paying ordinary student like him, so after finishing the basic courses, Liu Tong either went home or had to study on his own.

For him, this situation was clearly disadvantageous. Diou Royal Noble Academy did not prioritize the basic courses, and sometimes a semester could end without covering all the material in the textbooks. While other rich second-generation students could hire tutors, he had to take care of his Mom and face bullying by his classmates. Ye Qiu thought it was already impressive that he managed to maintain his grades within the top ten of his year.

However, this became an excuse for others to bully him. How could a commoner student, who got in for free based on his grades, now lag behind them in exams? What right did he have to stay here?

When Ye Qiu and Liu Tong returned, it was already close to the afternoon class time. Half of the students were already in the classroom, creating a noisy atmosphere. Liu Tong’s desk and chair were placed next to the trash can, even covered with a lot of garbage.

Seeing Ye Qiu and Liu Tong walking in together, the classmates gave them a curious glance. Two of the more amiable ones nodded at Ye Qiu, while the rest simply ignored them.

In fact, this was quite understandable. They all came from powerful and influential families, and even though Ye Qiu was a teacher, he was just an ordinary person. It was already showing him great respect that they didn’t mess around during his class.

Ye Qiu was aware of the students’ habits and didn’t bother with them but returned a smile to the two students who had greeted him.

Ye Qiu didn’t let Liu Tong stand awkwardly alone; together they lifted his chair and desk, handed Liu Tong a pack of wet wipes to clean them, while he himself used a broom to sweep the surrounding garbage into the trash can.

The rich second and nth generation students watched with interest, some even whistling.

Liu Tong’s body tensed up, his eyes hidden beneath his long bangs making it difficult to see his emotions, his hand gripping the wet wipes turned veiny.

Ye Qiu frowned at this scene, and turned to glance expressionlessly at everyone in the room.

Somehow, the classmates felt a chill down their spines—how weird. He was just an ordinary teacher, after all. Why were they afraid of him?

What’s strange about this class teacher? Didn’t he used to turn a blind eye before? Why was he interested in dealing with this poor Ghost today?

A few students clustered together and murmured among themselves, but they did not come forward to cause trouble.

Liu Tong unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, then sneakily stole a glance at Ye Qiu. Was Mr. Ye really not colluding with these classmates? Was he truly here to help him? But by doing so, wouldn’t he be targeted just like Liu Tong?

"From now on, you’ll sit here." Ye Qiu moved Liu Tong’s desk and chair to the front next to the podium, just as the bell rang signaling the start of class. He took out his math book; this lesson was his math class.

Half of the students in the class hadn’t arrived yet, and even those present were restless. But he didn’t mind, nor did he ask them to settle down. Now, he was just a teacher with no power or influence. To have the audacity to demand compliance from these students, he first needed to strengthen himself. But that was for after he had finished teaching this lesson. Others might choose not to learn, but Liu Tong couldn’t afford that.