"That person actually took part in the make-up exam class. It's really surprising..."
"Yes, that's right. Wouldn't it be better to directly apply for a make-up exam when the semester starts?"
Wayne heard many people whispering.
The temporary make-up exam class will use the vacant large classrooms and enroll all students with F grades in the entire grade. Therefore, this class not only includes Wayne's former classmates from Class B, but also many children from other classes.
"Wayne, sit here, sit here!"
Gavin's eyes lit up when he saw him walking into the classroom, and he quickly greeted him.
Seeing how enthusiastic he looked, Wayne calmly sat down behind him.
It would be an incredible thing to see members of the Lily Club here. It was obvious from the people who had been looking at themselves with vague eyes.
"By the way, why didn't Gavin apply for a make-up exam when school starts?"
He had long known that Gavin would participate in tutoring like him, but he still didn't understand why he didn't use it even though he had the privileges he could use. After all, Gavin was also a member of the Lily Club.
Gavin looked bitter: "Privileges are not given to us, but to provide convenience to the big shots behind the scenes."
"If my father had already informed me in advance that I must attend tutoring, how could the people on the campus council refute his intention?"
Gavin's father is the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Kingdom of St. Lornes and has always been active in various foreign affairs with a sharp diplomatic style.
It turned out that the family had a strict father. Wayne nodded understandingly.
Although they are assigned to the same class, the subjects in which everyone here fails are not exactly the same.
Therefore, in this classroom, the main task is to do the questions.
"Each of you is a pillar of the kingdom! You occupy some of the country's best educational resources!"
On the podium, the bald devil was spitting.
"I don't ask you to be outstanding and perfect like His Royal Highness Prince Richard in the future..."
As he spoke, he saw Wayne sitting in the middle and back, listening to his long speech with a very serious look on his face.
So there was a slight pause, and then he immediately continued: "Even if you surpass yourself like Miss Chrissie Wincher, you are still a good example for everyone to learn from!"
For a moment, Wayne wondered if he meant this to himself.
After a series of compliments, he finally returned to the topic.
"Now, hand out the test papers! The time limit is two hours, and get out of class will not be allowed to end until you finish it!"
Kamil, who was the temporary class president, stood up, took the test papers from the podium, and distributed them to the corresponding people one by one by name.
The bald devil glanced around with a majestic expression.
"I don't know how to invigilate exams," he said, "but anyone who wants to cheat should be prepared to be punished!"
He laughed darkly twice.
"Anyway, I personally welcome you to do something special~."
After saying that, he walked out with a high head, as if he didn't care whether the people in the classroom would do the questions as he said.
Gavin sat up straight in his seat and didn't look back, but lowered his voice and whispered: "That bald pervert is peeping, so be careful."
Wayne turned his pen and said "hmm".
He didn't want to do any small tricks at first, so he just thought of reviewing the knowledge points. After writing his name, he went through the questions one by one.
However, there are still occasional rustling noises in the classroom.
After a while, Wayne had finished all the questions in the blink of an eye.
He checked again, this time there must be nothing missing, and then stood up to hand in the paper.
"No, you finished writing it so quickly!"
Gavin looked up in astonishment as he walked onto the podium and then walked out of the classroom.
He said sadly: "Ugh... I have only written less than half of it!"
After leaving the classroom, Wayne relaxed and stretched his arms.
Today was Saturday, and the sunshine outside the window was just right. Looking at the bright light, he suddenly wanted to visit other areas of the academy.
He turned around and was about to take steps, but his movements stopped.
Outside the last window near the corridor, a figure squatted and lay beside the classroom, with half of his bald head exposed, staring at the people inside.
The figure still held a pen and paper in his hand, writing down something from time to time.
Sensing Wayne's gaze, the dean turned his face, put his finger in front of his lips and gave a gentle "shush" to signal him not to speak.
Then he continued to look back and register the students who were flirting with each other inside.
...It’s really perverted.
Wayne pretended to look away as if nothing had happened, and left the corridor from him.
Walking on the path that extends from the teaching building to the public service area, the lush leaves block the sun, and tiny rays of light are projected from the gaps.
In the academy on weekends, human figures are even rarer.
After two hours of problem-solving time, there is a twenty-minute break.
But it only took him less than half an hour to finish the test paper, which meant that he now had nearly two hours of rest time.
From this point of view, it is not bad to take part in tutoring.
The only regret is that Chris just wants to sleep in on the weekend and doesn't want to come to school, otherwise it would be more interesting.
Unknowingly, Wayne walked to the public service area, and a small house surrounded by woods appeared in front of him.
He touched the considerable amount of money in his pocket, showed a confident smile, walked over and opened the glass door of the tea restaurant.
The wind chimes hanging by the door tinkled loudly.
Now, he wants to use Miss Songli's money to enjoy the services provided by the Edgeworth family.
Rounding off is equal to free whoring.
Perfect!
"welcome!"
A tall waiter with a short beard greeted: "What do you want?"
Wayne leaned against the bar, with only his head exposed due to his height.
“Is there a menu with pictures here?”
"...No, guest. Only a plain text catalog." The waiter said.
"You can improve this aspect in the future. If there are corresponding pictures, customers will be able to know how the finished product looks, which will make it easier for them to consume." Wein suggested enthusiastically.
Upon hearing his strange request, the waiter showed a hint of confusion.
"Okay, I will report your opinion to my superiors." He said humbly.
In fact, what he wanted to say was that there shouldn't be any restaurant in the capital that had its own pictures on the menu. After all, hiring a good realist painter would cost a lot.
What's more, the reason why this store is opened in the academy is not to attract more customers to make money. Basically, the customers who come are regular customers with clear preferences.
However, you can't be so rude to customers in front of that lady.
"Also, if you can have cute waiters in maid uniforms serving tea and water, your business will definitely be better!"
Wayne said meaningfully.
The expression of the short-bearded waiter who originally had a sincere expression changed, he raised his finger in horror, pointed at himself in disbelief and said:
"Me, wearing a maid outfit?"
"Don't listen to his nonsense."
A familiar voice sounded from behind, his tone full of mockery.
