"Mike, do you want to become a full-time online author?" Edward forced down the shock in his heart and asked with a smile on his face. Just like all the students Edward was also shocked by Mike's revelation.
The first online serialized novel of Mike which he published online, "Fighting Heaven and Earth" was able to attract the attention of the many readers. And he was able to earn more than three thousand dollars in its first month on the website. It shows the potential of Mike's writing.
Edward knew that as long as Mike continued to write, it would only be a matter of time before "Fighting Heaven And Earth" exploded all over the internet and became the talk of the city.
The further his novel's popularity increases, so does his income. Mike can also try to translate it in another language to increase its popularity. If it can be adapted for film and television, or for anime, the royalties can make him a millionaire.
Edward had no reason not to support Mike. Horizon High School, as a provincial-level key high school, had an annual undergraduate advancement rate of over 90%.
But out of so many students who go to university, how many of them will be able to earn millions, tens of millions or even billions later on when they step into society? Even if they graduated from a prestigious university, earning a couple of thousand dollars a month is already considered a lot for them.
The vast majority of people study hard for dozens of years, and come out to only earn a few thousand dollars every month.
Not to mention being rich and famous, even if they can't afford to pay the rent is a problem. Although it is said that money is not a measure of a person's value, in modern society, as an ordinary person, who does not want to make more money?
Mike didn't like to study but he could earn money that the vast majority of people couldn't earn in a lifetime just by writing novels. Heck he might be able to earn more money than Edward's salary in a few more months.
What reason did Edward have not to support it?
"Hmm." Mike nodded his head gently after hearing Edward's question.
"Good. Like your fellow classmate Keith, I will also give you a month's time. During this month's time, I'll keep an eye on the novels you write, the number of chapters, the number of subscribers, and this month's final salary will all be used as the final judgment criteria. Likewise, you'll still come to school every day, and I'll arrange the other things myself. You don't need to take any tension about it." Edward said with a smile.
Edward was simply happy with these conditions because he was also a fan of the novel Mike wrote. In the future, he would be able to take a first look at the new chapters of the novel.
"Wow."
"Another one that gets to skip class."
"Mike is awesome."
"I want to skip class too."
"Do you have any achievements?"
"Fuck off. I don't have any and you do?"
"Hmph."
Seeing Mike also getting the same treatment as Keith, many students started to talk with their friends. Some showed their dissatisfaction, some were happy for their friend while some lamented that they have no achievement by which they also skipped the class.
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Seeing Edward making a promise, Mike happily sat down on his seat. 'Now I don't have to sneakily write novels.'
The other students in the class were casting envious glances at Mike and Keith.
There was no way for them not to be envious of them. They didn't have to study in the class. One is ordered to play games and the other is ordered to write novels.
Edward looked at the reactions of the other students and nodded his head in satisfaction.
The reason for giving those two privileges was to give the entire class an example.
As long as you have excellent results in a certain field then you can get the same benefits as Mike and Keith.
Edward smiled and looked around the classroom, seeing that no other students raised their hands to speak, he continued, "Students, do you envy classmates Keith and Mike?"
"Yes." The majority of students answered in unison.
"Great." Edward smiled. "It doesn't matter if you missed today's opportunity, I'll give you two choices."
Hearing what Edward was saying, the students of class 9 of grade 11 immediately corrected their posture and leaned forward, making an appearance of listening attentively.
If this scene was seen by the teachers of the other subjects then they would definitely be shocked. When did the students of class 9 of grade 11 become so obedient?
"First, you guys turn your hobbies into accomplishments." Edward leisurely said.
"The achievement must be outstanding enough, just like students Keith and Mike. I am your homeroom teacher after all, I have to be responsible for you guys. If your hobbies are not enough to give you food and clothes, then these hobbies can only be used as a stress reliever outside of your studies." Edward said after thinking about it.
If one wants to follow his hobby then he must be talented, determined and hard working to live comfortably while following his hobby. Edward had seen many of his school and college friends who wanted to follow their passion but gave up after finding it very hard.
Edward can only show them the right path according to their talent.
If a person doesn't have any special talents, then studying well is his only way out. Going to work is bitter, but if one chooses between the two options of carrying bricks under the hot sun and going to work under air conditioning, most people will choose to go to work with air conditioning. Why? Because it's easier and more comfortable than working under the sun.
There won't really be anyone who would rather work in the sun and move bricks than be a white-collar worker in some company.
It's not that being a construction worker or a delivery boy is bad. Most of them make even more money than most white collar workers.
But it's very exhausting and it requires physical labor. How many people will be able to endure this kind of suffering and exhaustion?
Would they still do this job if they had a choice? Who wouldn't want to be able to drink tea, read the newspaper, and get their paychecks?
"Huh?" Most students sighed at the thought of needing to achieve what Keith, Mike had achieved.
It was too hard in the eyes of class 9 of grade 11 students.
4th grade in piano.
First place in the school singing contest, at least it's first in the whole school.
But these achievements, in Edward's eyes, were not even considered trash.
Edward, who was on the podium, watched the change in his students' expressions and secretly laughed in his mind.
'You still want to skip class without getting any good grades? I am not letting you.'
"Ahem." He cleared his throat and continued to increase the morale of the students.
"Look at you all bummed out. Is this difficulty enough to stop you? Do Mike and Keith have more arms or legs than you? Why are they able to make achievements in their favorite fields and you guys can't?"
'Yeah. Why are Keith and Mike able to get the privilege of not attending classes based on their hobbies, but we can't?'
A flame was rekindled in the eyes of many students. They were still only sixteen or seventeen years old.
The previous homeroom teachers, who only knew how to only teach, were like springs that naturally rebounded after being pressed to the limit. It's not that the previous homeroom teacher was at fault, but the students in class 9 of grade 11 were unusual.
If it wasn't for Edward's arrival with his system, Keith would only be able to go to school and work under his parents' arrangement. It was possible that his gaming talent would have never come into the light.
After three or five years, it would be nearly impossible for Keith to enter the professional team.
Keith is only 16 years old this year, so if he is properly guided while convincing his parents to let him become a professional ESports player.
Edward believed that Keith would definitely be able to earn great fame in a short period of time. After all, Keith had heavenly gaming talent.
"The second option is to take your academic achievements and exchange them with me for the opportunity to develop your hobbies." Edward continued while looking at the students from the podium.