Inside the classroom, the black-haired girl calmly agreed to her tutor's request without any fluctuations in her heart.
This wasn't Lilian's first time as a remedial teacher. Last year, as the representative of the second grade, Lilian was the most outstanding student in [Chris Classroom] to give remedial lessons to the first grade female students.
They were the same tutor, but this special relationship fluctuated according to the number of students in St. Freia Academy. The difference was huge.
For example, Tutor Freiley, who had the most students, was naturally not bad at teaching, but the most important reason why the number of students far exceeded others was actually because his exams were simple.
Failing in exams was not only a nightmare for students in Luo Ya's previous life, but also a burden that students in St. Freia Academy could not bear. There were two main reasons: one was to spend money, and the other was to quit school.
Failing exams naturally meant retaking classes, and retaking classes naturally meant repaying fees. Whoring for free? Haha, that did not exist. Not only that, in order to leave a deep impression on the students, the tuition fee for retaking classes was doubled. Double the tuition fee for St. Freia Academy was not a small sum of money.
As for quitting school, it was even simpler. Every year, failing more than five compulsory and elective classes would directly be judged by the academy as passive and neglectful. If they failed the make-up exam again at the beginning of the semester, they would immediately be expelled from the academy.
Under such a strict system, there were many students quitting school every year. As the first grade who had just entered the academy, the probability of quitting school was the highest among all the grades.
At this time, there was a tutor who often used the same questions in class for his exams. This kind of caring and warmth was undoubtedly touching. In Luo Ya's previous life, this kind of person was called a living Bodhisattva, but in Xi Ya's St. Freia Academy, he was called the Light of Salvation — Freiley.
Every year, Tutor Freiley's classes had a few hundred students, but the demand did not meet the demand. Every year, students were madly snatched up, and the student quota could even be sold at a high price on the black market. However, there were also corresponding pros and cons. The students who gathered under this tutor would definitely not fail his classes, but there was basically no camaraderie to speak of.
Everyone was here to freeload points. Who could differentiate between the hundreds of people? If they bumped into each other and found out that they were from the same sect, they would at most praise their teacher together, and that would be it.
The [Freely Classroom] was the representative of the large classrooms, and the students were generally indifferent to each other. The [Chris Classroom], on the other hand, was on the other end of the spectrum. It only nurtured the cream of the crop, and the exam was extremely difficult. There were even cases where all the students failed and had to retake the exam. However, every year, there would be a few outstanding graduates.
Ever since Chris had graduated, he had been teaching at the school for a total of 18 years, but he had taught more than 100 outstanding graduates. This kind of proud result was because of the high difficulty of teaching and the strict examination.
There was no doubt that compared to the relaxed and happy environment of the [Freely Classroom], the [Chris Classroom] was under a lot of pressure. In the many years of teaching, there had been students who could not bear the pressure and even held grudges. However, when these people entered society, they would come back to thank their strict tutor for their hard work, whether it was because of the huge benefits they had received or because they had escaped a disaster.
To a certain extent, the laziness now would be the suffering in the future. This was the life philosophy that the graduates had comprehended. For the students in the school, it was normal for them to help each other in the face of such a difficult exam. In addition, there were very few students in the [Chris Classroom], and there were only a few students in each batch. Therefore, the camaraderie between the students was very deep.
One of the reasons why Lillian chose Chris as her tutor was that Chris, who came from the Country of Scholars, had a neutral stance and would not try to curry favor or be hostile toward others. The other reason was that she had taken a fancy to his strict teaching and huge and vibrant connections.
One must know that Chris had trained 100 outstanding graduates in less than 20 years. The earliest batch was only in their early thirties and had yet to reach the prime of their lives. It could be said that each and every one of them had great potential and as time passed, their influence would only grow. Even for a princess like Lillian, such a group of people was a huge resource of connections.
The situation in the Austin Empire had gotten worse in recent years, and no one could predict what would happen in the future. It was necessary to accumulate strength in case of any accidents.
Of course, this was Lillian's original intention. However, after two years of studying, Chris had become one of her rare friends, and the two of them had a good relationship. Therefore, Lillian agreed without much thought when Chris asked her to tutor the first-year students this year.
"Are there a lot of students this year?"
"No, I only took in one this year."
"Is that so? And it's a girl?"
"Uh, no, it's a boy this time."
The red-haired woman was a little embarrassed when she said that. Lillian frowned slightly at her words.
Although it sounded a little narcissistic, Lillian had been with boys for a long time, and the boys would always confess to her.
The previous batch of students were all girls, so Lillian's tutoring went smoothly. However, it was a boy this time, and this situation was a little troublesome.
Perhaps Chris sensed the black-haired girl's thoughts, so she helplessly added.
"I can't help it. That boy's talent is too high, and I don't think the others are up to the task. Actually, I wanted to do it myself, but that would seem too biased and unfair to everyone."
"I see."
"Besides, in terms of identity, as Rose, you're more suitable."
"Hm? Wait … "
The black-haired girl's eyes narrowed slightly when she noticed something wrong with Chris's words. Before she could ask, there was a knock on the classroom door. The next moment, the door was pushed open, and a young man in a cloak and scarf greeted the tutor as he removed his equipment.
"Ah, Teacher Chris, you're here. This is the … Eh?"
"You are!"
Luo Ya's greeting came to an abrupt halt when she saw the familiar face. After realizing the identity of the newcomer, the black-haired girl widened her eyes and stood up. The two of them looked at each other, and the rings on their hands shone under the light. They looked at each other in silence.
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