
If there were no unknown classes where no one knew what to teach, the students in the academy would not feel wary of anything.
"However, let me warn you about one thing: if anyone wants to take my class with the absurd idea that I am a new teacher and they will easily get compliments or grades easily..."
After deliberately regulating the breath and resting…
I said the last words in a strong tone.
"At that time, I will personally carve out an actual education into your bones."
If they mean my last words, then it means…
"Please don't come to my class."
If they had to take classes with freshmen, it would hurt their self-esteem as second-rate students.
I even warned that the class would not be easy, so those with high self-esteem would most likely easily say that, "That class. I won't accept it!"
I spread the landmines in such a way that if they stepped on one and exploded, to be honest it was the fault of the person who stepped on it.
Of course, I would be disqualified as a teacher if I just said it.
I made a deep hole, in the process by wrapping it up as a reasonable excuse.
'There's a reason for everything. You'll know when you take classes.'
It was different from making empty promises that were irresponsible, but what could I do?
Of course, that was the only way I could do it because I never lived by standards.
"That's it. Any question?" I directed the question to the student who might have been preparing to raise a hand and argue with me.
***
It was quiet in class.
When Ludger asked if anyone had any questions, none of the students raised their hands.
Everyone just rolled their eyes and looked around.
Not that there are no questions. Small questions about how to do a task, what the actual curriculum of the class is, or what will be taught that have all been asked before are also quite good.
No one ever asked that question out of their mouth.
Everyone was overwhelmed by the spirit of Ludger Chelyie.
'That's a new teacher?'
'They said he was a soldier, the atmosphere was no joke."
'There were rumors that he was at least 4th. Is this real?'
It was not just the imagination that they felt suffocated just by making eye contact with him.
Even the aristocratic students, who looked down on him as a fallen noble, avoided Ludger's eyes and swallowed their saliva with his own.
If the upper classes were like that, how could other students dare to advance?
That's what everyone unconsciously felt as they listened to Ludger's speech.
The man never spouted anything carelessly …
His eyes, his manner of speaking, and even his confident tone of voice…
He could never show such an attitude unless he was truly proud of his class.
What will he teach them? If it is not based on theory, is it practical? How does he teach training?
Such complicated thoughts formed and disappeared like bubbles in everyone's head.
But only one thing is certain:
A class taught by a teacher named Ludger Chelysie will never be easy.
"No questions?"
He repeated the question.
He looked like someone he wanted to ask, but the students were not fooled.
As they raised their hands and opened their mouths, they would be finished off by Ludger.
Just by looking at the look in his eyes that seemed to be glaring at them wanted to get prey.
The blonde girl, who raised her hand earlier, also sat quietly.
"There is no question. Then the first day of school is over."
First day of school.
That's the end of the amazing orientation.
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When the orientation period is over, one by one the students get up and leave the class.
I watched the scene carefully from the podium.
I've said everything I want to say, so everyone understands everything, right?
But it was surprising that no one raised their hand when I asked them to ask a few questions.
Until the night before, I had prepared to accept all sorts of questions and even prepare the answers, but they were all in vain.
'If the academy is like this, aren't there only children with strong egos here?'
'No. Waita minute.'
Could be behind it.
'What if they deliberately chew on words - I say?'
I've heard of it. This is what often happens on Earth in the 21st century.
When a new teacher arrived, the students deliberately did not give them any attention and looked down on them.
As is often the case with female teachers in particular.
That's primarily the way school delinquents lead the classroom, not the teacher.
They secretly let out a mutter like 'Ah, he is very loud', and if the teacher is angry, they will answer with 'But I am not talking about you?' they have an undeniable technique of intimidation.
'Maybe it's a similar case because no one has responded to me.'
'Hmm.'
I have tried as seriously as possible to look scary, but does it have the opposite effect?
Perhaps my oppressive speech and actions have disrupted the self-esteem of students who consider themselves geniuses.
"Then it's a big deal."
The way juniors look down on their seniors in the military, subordinates look down on their superiors at work, and students look down on their teachers at school.
It is often described as being eaten or swallowed by the atmosphere that a person creates to interfere with his or her other.
It was clear that if one lost his leadership at first, they would suffer setbacks in their class and future.
'Then should I treat them in a softer way?'
'No, if I did it all of a sudden after what happened, they'd find me weird. I'll just push it to the end because it's become like this.'
It was not my cup of tea to smile and be friendly.
It was my nature, and the identity I played with mostly had that kind of personality.
…And it's been three weeks since I arrived.
Everyone already knows what kind of person Ludger is. It would be ridiculous to change my personality at that moment when I was clearly a soldier with a military record.
I put on my hat and walked away with the coat on the hanger.
Meanwhile, the remaining students in the class did not approach me.
It's not that they are not interested because I feel the way they are trying to analyse me.
I thought they would ask common questions like how old I am or if I have a boyfriend, but I didn't know that they wouldn't say a word.
'Terrible. Children today.'
***
Stepped over. Stepped over.
I walked slowly down the hallway, leaving the classroom with relaxed steps.
After all it was the first day of school, so it was the end of today's work.
Since the course registration correction period is not yet over, those who wish to change the course may change it, and those who do not wish to be able to complete it.
The first class will start correctly in three days.
'Until then, let's think seriously about how I can lead the class from the students.'
'At least I should avoid being told that I am not qualified as a teacher.'
Thinking so, I looked ahead, and I saw all the students walking in the hallway staring at me and avoiding my path.
When the male and female students saw me walking, they were shocked and stuck themselves to a wall or window.
'What? Why did they become like that?'
Did the rumor about a new teacher, who already looked like an easy prey, spread throughout the entire academy?
I have heard that there is a community in the Academy that is like a university community called 'Every Time' where you can exchange opinions with each other within the Academy, is that why?
When I felt the future in my class would be very difficult, someone spoke to me.
"Hello."
I stopped and looked at the smiling woman as she spoke to me.
"You're the new teacher, Ludger Chelysie, right?"
"Yes that's right."
She is an attractive woman with pink and a little curl at the end of her hair with a warm smile that resembles sunlight.
'I don't think he's a student because he doesn't wear a uniform.'
'Maybe?'
He spoke very noisily before I could find out about anything.
"Oh, as expected! It's nice to meet you. I'm Selena. You're the new teacher at Soren Academy, right? I'm your fellow teacher, Mr. Ludger."
"so. It's nice to meet you."
As I looked at her as if asking what business she had with me, Selena looked around in slight embarrassment and spoke softly in a low voice.
"Well .. have you eaten yet?"