"It would be fine if she was a math major, but she's not one. Why would she teach us math?"
"Isn't she a second-generation rich kid? Speaking of which, her family is also quite wealthy, right? Tan Yue Furniture." The male monitor with glasses said, "I just don't know how much effort the Tan family has put into this matter, and how much they have donated to the school, to be able to directly sponsor Tan Mo to become a teaching assistant."
"That Tan Mo is pretty funny. If she'd been a teaching assistant in history or a major related to Classical Chinese, there wouldn't have been such a backlash," said the square-faced man with glasses. "But she chose mathematics. It seems like she thinks money means she can do whatever she wants and isn't afraid of disapproval at all."
"However, how could the school allow her to do such a thing?" said the class monitor with a ponytail. "This is Kyoto University!"
"No matter how great a school is, it still needs to survive. Things like this are bound to happen, no matter where you are." The bespectacled male monitor looked mature and worldly-wise. "But, if Tan Mo wants to go to another department, I don't care. But if she wants to bring disaster to our math department, no! We're here to learn, not to build up Tan Mo's resume!"
"right!"
"You're right!"
Everyone agreed.
The ponytailed monitor glanced at her phone and said, "We should go to class. This class is Tan Mo's. What should we do in this class?"
"We'll see what happens," the square-faced boy said. "If we get a chance to ask her a few questions and embarrass her, that would be even better. If you don't have the ability, don't come and embarrass yourself."
After everyone discussed this, they went to class.
Tan Mo took the textbook to find Associate Professor Yang who taught the real analysis course.
Originally, Principal Mu had agreed to let Tan Mo be in charge of the elective courses.
But after much research, President Mu and several professors felt that with Tan Mo's ability, it would be a waste to only teach elective courses.
Especially the aspects included in the mathematics competition are very suitable for Tan Mo. We can't waste Tan Mo's talents, right?
Maybe Tan Mo can even teach a few students to win awards in math competitions.
So, under Tan Mo's condemning gaze, Principal Mu, despite the tremendous pressure brought by Tan Mo's condemning gaze, still gave Tan Mo two classes.
Although, under Tan Mo's gaze, Principal Mu also felt that his behavior was not very kind.
I clearly promised Tan Mo that I would only give her elective courses.
Besides, Tan Mo is so busy now.
Professor Gu, Professor Tang and Professor Yue were very happy because he was still staying at Peking University for graduate studies.
So he kept Tan Modu in his laboratory and continued his research.
In addition, Tan Mo also has to attend classes, and Principal Mu has arranged two compulsory courses for Tan Mo.
Principal Mu could only convince himself that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.
"Tan Mo, let's go." Seeing Tan Mo coming, Associate Professor Yang smiled and picked up the textbook and walked with her. "It's okay now for the first year, but if you go further, there will probably be some difficult questions. Only you can teach them. I can't teach them."
"No, the most important thing is that our teaching methods are different." Tan Mo said with a smile.
Associate Professor Yang waved his hand. "Don't be so modest, and don't try to take my feelings into consideration. I'm not a mathematician, far from that level. Naturally, there are many questions I don't understand."
Tan Mo smiled and was no longer so modest.
"Speaking of which, some freshmen have recently expressed dissatisfaction with your role as a teaching assistant. Don't take it to heart," Associate Professor Yang said. "They're new here and don't know you well enough to know your achievements in this area."
Tan Mo really didn't care. She shrugged and said, "I don't really care. If the first graders are not satisfied, then I won't teach them. We'll see how the principal coordinates it then."
To be honest, it wasn't her initiative to come to class.
Associate Professor Yang knew that President Mu had to coax and trick Tan Mo into teaching the class.
I just hope that the freshmen can be more sensible and not let Principal Mu’s efforts go to waste.
If Tan Mo were to teach courses for sophomores and above, or even graduate students, the students would be overjoyed.
Even though Tan Mo has just officially started his graduate studies today, the students in the Department of Mathematics who are currently studying for a master's degree will still welcome him.
The reason why Principal Mu arranged Tan Mo to be in the freshman year was that he hoped that students could lay a good foundation from the freshman year, absorb more, learn more, and prepare for studying more in-depth topics in the future.
"Indeed, if these freshmen aren't sensible, the sophomores and above are eagerly waiting for you. They wish you wouldn't teach the freshmen and teach them instead," Associate Professor Yang said. "Ever since the freshmen complained, many seniors have privately said they don't appreciate their blessings. If they had been able to take your class as freshmen, maybe they would have been able to try out for the math competition."
Tan Mo said embarrassedly: "It's not that exaggerated."
Although it is true, I can't admit it so openly.
It shows how thick-skinned she is.
Speaking of this, Associate Professor Yang suddenly paused, and the expression on his face became strange.
Tan Mo asked curiously, "Teacher Yang, what's wrong?"
"Ahem!" Associate Professor Yang said awkwardly, "It's okay to tell you, but please don't tell anyone else. It would be embarrassing if someone heard me, a teacher, gossiping about my students."
Tan Mo's eyes twitched, and he became even more curious when he heard what Associate Professor Yang said.
She even looked around to make sure that although there were people around, they were too far away to hear their conversation. However, she still lowered her voice and said, "I definitely won't tell anyone."
"Ahem!" Associate Professor Yang looked around with a guilty conscience, then whispered to Tan Mo, "I think the seniors all know your abilities, but they're deliberately not telling the freshmen."
Seeing Tan Mo looking over, Associate Professor Yang said, "Think about it. Before the new students enrolled, they didn't know your abilities, but after they enrolled, wouldn't they hear anything about you?"
"You are very famous in our school! All your deeds are well known to our students! Not to mention that there are many who apply to Peking University because of you." Associate Professor Yang said.
Because during this summer vacation, there were too many things to talk about and I really couldn't take care of them.
Even Principal Mu didn't have the nerve to coax or trick Tan Mo into participating in the enrollment mission.
Naturally, no freshmen had the opportunity to witness Tan Mo's mathematical abilities.
"Unless the seniors agree not to tell the freshmen, it's impossible for the freshmen to not hear anything at all," Associate Professor Yang said in a low voice. "Of course, with so many students in our school, sophomores and above, it's impossible for everyone to reach a consensus on the situation. It would be too difficult."
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