In contrast to the surprise of the veteran students, the freshmen who were thoroughly humiliated were all furious.
Everyone glared fiercely at the backs of the Class 26 students, wishing they could go up and beat them up, but with Di Moyu there, they didn't dare to go up at all.
"What exactly is going on with those students in Class One?"
All the freshmen were filled with confusion. The main question was, why would they, who were already top students in their class, follow the students from Class 2-6?
"Professor Zhuo, what's going on with your class?"
The homeroom teacher of Class Two looked at Zhuo Liang and questioned him angrily.
"You're asking me? I want to know too!"
Zhuo Liang was already dissatisfied with Di Moyu and the others' aloof attitude, and now he was so angry that he felt like his lungs were about to explode. He chased after them and stopped them, demanding, "Di Moyu, what do you mean by this? What have I done to wrong you that you're playing me like this!"
If the class assignments weren't decided by the academy, he would have thought that Di Moyu and the others were spies sent by Class 26 from the very beginning to work together from the inside!
When he learned that he could become the homeroom teacher of Class 1, he was full of pride and glory. He was the most proud one among all the homeroom teachers.
But now, he felt an unbearable pain in his face, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into.
The rations and glory that should have belonged to them have now been stolen by the good-for-nothings of Class 26.
He's absolutely furious!
"Professor Zhuo, we're sorry. Although we like you very much, we still like our master even more."
Upon hearing this, Di Moyu remained silent, while Fan Qiyue stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said with a smile, "Therefore, we will take the initiative to handle the transfer procedures later, so you don't need to worry about it."
"I...I..."
Upon hearing this, Zhuo Liang was speechless with anger, so much so that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Originally, he was thinking of using the threat of transferring to another class, but in the end, the other person wanted to leave on their own!
Although he was angry, he never intended to let Di Moyu and the others leave.
Three geniuses! Who would want to lose such outstanding students? These are all sales figures!
“We don’t care which class you go to, but this competition doesn’t count, and we have to start over.”
At this moment, the homeroom teacher of Class 3 stepped forward with a frustrated expression and said, "You won because the students from Class 1 helped you, not because of your own ability, so it doesn't count!"
"Professor, you're wrong about that."
Faced with the questioning, Fan Qiyue remained calm and composed. "The competition rules have already stated that Class 26 can ask others for help. Finding someone is certainly a skill."
"That's different!"
The homeroom teacher of Class Two also stepped forward and pointed at Di Moyu and the others, saying, "They are all students from Class One, so they don't count!"
"Hmm, is that so?"
Fan Qiyue maintained her smile and asked, "May I ask, which rule says it doesn't count?"
"this…"
Upon hearing this, the homeroom teacher of Class Two was instantly speechless.
"No, isn't that right?"
At this moment, Ji Fanya, carrying the black cauldron, raised his chin and sneered, "If you're so capable, why don't you get the students from Class 26 to help you?"
Class 2 homeroom teacher: "..."
Help me? Help me my ass!
No genius would want the useless gang from Class 26!
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