The little phantom dressed in a grey uniform quietly floated to the podium and dragged the empty white mug out of the classroom.
Old Yao pulled out his pipe from his pocket again, tapping it on the blackboard a few times. A piece of chalk sprung nimbly from the ground and began to work hard.
"The third thing." The professor raised his right hand, showing three fingers: "About the top students and the class leader."
The classroom fell silent.
Old Yao held his pipe, continuing his slow pacing on the stage.
He didn't stuff the pipe with tobacco, it seemed that holding the pipe made him feel more natural.
"In Jiuyou Academy, the top students are those who excel academically. We're not like Alpha Academy, we don't care about social connections, bloodline, or origin. You don't need to provide proof of a five hundred years worth of lineage. We only care about grades."
"So, the top student of the first semester is given to student Liu Fei Fei."
"Does anyone have any objections?"
