Douluo Dalu: Seven Kills

Chapter 45 Bet
Wuhun Department, Dean's Office.

In the spacious and bright office, the head teachers of ten freshman classes gathered together, each with a different expression on their face.

Du Weilun, the Dean of Studies, sat in the main seat, fumbling with the large stack of information in his hand with an inexplicable look on his face.

After three days of fierce competition, 150 groups of students stood out and successfully passed the freshman assessment. They have the opportunity to continue to study and further their studies at Shrek Academy. The class teacher's performance is also reflected in part here.

"Teachers, you have been working hard these days." Du Weilun's polite words did not make some of the freshmen's homeroom teachers relax. Du Weilun took the list in his hand and sorted it out while saying, "The round-robin competition for the freshmen assessment has ended. The students performed very well. Especially the Hibiscus class, which has 30 teams."

Picking up the thickest stack of lists, Du Weilun praised them generously.

"The enrollment rate is about 60 percent."

“It’s really good.”

"Director Du, you are overpraising me."

Mu Jin replied respectfully, but she couldn't help but smile.

Because as long as the admission rate exceeds 50%, the classroom rating can be improved.

Sure enough, the next second.

"After so many years, it's time for your teacher rating to be upgraded." Du Weilun's expression returned to normal and he said it directly, causing the other eight class teachers around him to look envious, while they also began to think about Mu Jin's teaching methods.

I’m thinking whether I should promote it next time.

Later, Du Weilun also published the admission rates of other teachers. However, among the following head teachers, none of them had an admission rate of more than 50%, and most of them were hovering around 40%. Until...

"Class 1 Zhou Yi..."

"The enrollment rate is about 80 percent."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the entire office became strange. Although the admission rate was more than 20 points higher than that of Mu Jin, no teacher showed congratulations, and even Du Weilun's face turned a little livid.

Because the list he had was only a few thin sheets.

Almost subconsciously, all the class teachers looked in the direction where Zhou Yi from Class 1 was standing.

An old lady wearing a simple and elegant white robe, with gray hair curled on top of her head, listened to all this expressionlessly. After Du Weilun finished speaking, she took a step forward slowly and said in a calm tone, "Thank you, Director Du, for the compliment."

"Snapped--"

The deafening sound echoed throughout the entire office!

I saw that the desk had been smashed into pieces by a handprint from an enraged Soul Douluo warrior.

A strong gust of wind swept out!

Directly scrape away many lists!
Many of the head teachers looked even more strange, but Mu Jin, who had always been at odds with Zhou Yi, showed a hint of sarcasm. But at this moment, she didn't dare to say anything directly.

"Zhou Yi! Do you think I'm praising you!?"

Du Weilun suddenly raised the list in his hand, but Zhou Yi took it over with a stiff expression on his face.

"Isn't the admission rate of my class high?"

"Not high?"

Du Weilun almost laughed out of anger, looking at the list of only four groups and twelve people in front of him. You know, excluding the outrageous Class 9 this year, the list of students admitted to the other classes is three times or even four times that of Class 1!
"If we really only look at the admission rate, you! Zhou Yi!"

"I won't just be here as a freshman class teacher!"

However, Zhou Yi's expression remained unchanged and he spoke calmly.

"I am the class teacher here only because I received complaints from the useless senior students. They couldn't stand my teaching. That's all." Facing the furious Du Weilun, Zhou Yi did not give in. "The rules of the academy only look at the admission rate."

"Okay, okay -"

Du Weilun suppressed his anger. If it weren't for the protection of Fan Yu, the director of the Soul Guidance Department and the future vice-president of the Soul Guidance Department, he would have fired Zhou Yi long ago!

How can we allow her to cause trouble here?

Fired! Fired! Fired!
Every time, he, the dean of studies, has to clean up the mess!

Your grades, Zhou Yi, are pretty good!
What about his own reputation?!
"Get out of here!"

Zhou Yi was not polite at this moment, and gave Du Weilun "face" directly, and rushed out of the door with a "snap", and her movements were extremely skillful. Obviously, she had done this more than once or twice.

The other class teachers looked at each other and were used to it.

They retreated quietly to avoid their boss's anger towards Zhou Yi from being directed at them.

As Du Weilun watched everyone leave, the good mood he had felt earlier because of Mu Jin's outstanding performance disappeared completely.

He glanced at the messy office and sighed slightly.

He squatted down skillfully and picked up the pieces...

Meanwhile, outside the corridor.

After leaving the sight of their immediate superior, the other class teachers relaxed a lot and even started chatting.

The senior head teacher of Class 2 was the first to shake his head. "Alas! It's like this again. Whenever Zhou Yi becomes the head teacher of freshmen, this happens every year."

"Heh, freshmen." Mu Jin, who had always disliked Zhou Yi, sneered, "Not just freshmen, but senior students as well. As long as it's Zhou Yi's class, she'll expel you no matter what grade you are in. She even expelled some of the core students who are preparing to join. It's totally outrageous. If it weren't for Director Du busying around behind the scenes, I think..."

"Ah!"

"Okay, Mr. Mu Jin, please stop talking."

The teacher of Class 2 gave a few symbolic words of advice, and then congratulated the class together with the other class teachers.

Of course, there are also some class teachers who feel envious.

After all, in Class Nine, there can be two seed teams with Soul Master cultivation.

I am really lucky.

Just at this moment, Zhou Yi walked out from around the corner.

Her eyes at this moment were already cold.

Obviously, she heard everything Mu Jin said just now.

The voices of congratulations gradually stopped. When Zhou Yi and Mu Jin's eyes met, there was a flash of lightning between them, but it did not seem hot, but rather like the ice in the Far North.

"Oh, you only know how to gossip about others behind their backs?"

Zhou Yi sneered, disdainful on his face.

"Behind his back, I dare to say so to his face."

Mu Jin also had a cold smile on her face. Thinking back to the time when her brother was fired by this messy "old aunt", she was so angry that she couldn't control herself!

“With your admission rate, which homeroom teacher here wouldn’t do it? But why don’t they do it? It’s because we have to be responsible for these students who join Shrek! We are the homeroom teachers’ responsibilities to do our best to ensure that they can stay in Shrek Academy and to carve bad wood into exquisite wood carvings.”

"Instead of just selecting the best wood and decorating it like you did! Then where is your role? "

Suddenly, Zhou Yi's face turned ugly.

"You don't need to question my teaching method."

"Haha, you have nothing to say."

As an old rival, Mu Jin knows Zhou Yi best.

At a glance, he saw through her.

Mu Jin's sarcastic smile made Zhou Yi's expression even uglier. But before she could say anything, Mu Jin suddenly asked, "Do you dare to bet with me?"

"What do you want to bet on?"

"Don't you always think that your teaching method is very successful?" Mu Jin looked at Zhou Yi and kept prodding her in a calm tone, "Then let me see how confident you are in the team you are teaching now."

"Really."

Zhou Yi's eyes were fixed on Mu Jin.

Of course she knew that this was Mu Jin's way of provoking her.

And she also knew the strength of Class 9 of Hibiscus.

If it's set too high...

Haha, she is not stupid.

"Top Four."

Finally, she came up with a satisfactory result.

Zhou Yi folded his hands across his chest, tapped his left arm with his right index finger, and said in a deep voice: "A soul bone, do you dare?"

When Mu Jin heard the word "soul bone", her pupils suddenly shrank. Even the other class teachers hurried forward to dissuade the two from gambling so much, and stepped forward to block the two female teachers from arguing with each other.

However, how could these two people, who are equally stubborn and dislike each other, give up?
Moreover, Mu Jin has absolute confidence in her team of Class 9! Of the top four, Class 9 has two "predetermined" candidates, and the remaining two are basically from Class 2 and Class 5. How can there be a place for your class?

"It's a bet!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the bet between the two was immediately established.

Both of them have great confidence in their own judgment!
It was at this time that “Then I will be the notary public!”

All the class teachers looked and saw that the door of the Dean's office opened and the Dean Du Weilun walked out slowly.

The two people's quarrel was so loud that it attracted Du Weilun's attention. But he had no intention of stopping it.

Because Du Weilun knew that his move would attract Fan Yu, so he just borrowed Mu Jin's hand to give Zhou Yi a warning.

Let’s see if she dares to do this again after she loses.

As for whether Mu Jin will lose...

Du Weilun is very confident in the level of this freshman class.

(End of this chapter)