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Since Kevin Clark found out that Daisy Zane was going to participate in this variety show, the first thing he did was to sponsor the program team’s videography equipment.

Although the show was not a live stream, Kevin Clark could still see the synchronized high-definition shots.

He could see almost every place except for the girl’s dormitory.

So, when Daisy Zane came out of the dormitory building in her school uniform for the first time, he saw it right away.

In everyone’s eyes, Daisy Zane’s image had always been indifferent, mature, and resourceful.

But when she suddenly put on her school uniform, she not only exuded vitality but also revealed a bit of innocence.

Although her face and cold image remained unchanged, there was a touch of childlike innocence about her.

Michael Jackson was driving Arthur North Home and saw that Third Master had been staring at his laptop screen without moving.

Usually, when Third Master opened his laptop in the car, he would be busily typing away. Today, he didn’t even move.

Michael Jackson was curious, so he couldn’t help but take a few more glances at him.

He didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary, except for Third Master unbuttoning his shirt two buttons while still staring at the screen.

Michael Jackson:

They had all been following Kevin Clark for a long time, but rarely could they figure out his thoughts.

But judging from the action of unbuttoning his shirt, Third Master seemed to be feeling hot. So, Michael Jackson kindly lowered the car’s temperature by two degrees.

However… What was he looking at that made him feel hot?

Assistant Jackson couldn’t figure it out.

At the school, their group of eight was divided into two groups of four per class, except for George Dunn

George Dunn bribed the Director so that no matter which class Daisy Zane was in, he would be assigned to that class as well.

Three of the boys, along with Serena Buster, ended up in Senior Three Class Fifteen. Daisy Zane, George Dunn, Celeste Martin, and Turner Daniel were in Senior Three Class Sixteen.

Both homeroom teachers were women. Class 15’s teacher was an English teacher, and Class 16’s teacher was a math teacher.

After receiving their students at the entrance of the teaching building, the teachers took them back to their offices since the morning self-study session was almost over.

They handed out textbooks, school rules, class rules, and explained some discipline policies in the office. They also introduced the students to other subject teachers…

The time after morning self-study was for breakfast. There was a relatively long break.

So the teachers chatted with the students while eating their breakfast.

The initial conversation was quite meaningful, but gradually, the topics turned to gossip.

It continued until there were only 5 minutes left before class, and then the teachers with classes to teach left.

The homeroom teachers were also ready to take them to their classrooms. The teacher of Class 16 was named Skyler Thomas. She wasn’t very pretty, but she had an excellent temperament. Her bearing also carried a unique math-specific vibe.

She walked and spoke quickly.

However, her inner character seemed to be very honest, gentle, and soft.

“There are a total of 46 students in our class, with 25 girls and 21 boys. The four of you make it an even 50,” Skyler Thomas said, “This class is my class.” “Teacher, will you ask questions?” Celeste Martin suddenly asked.

“Yes,” Skyler Thomas shook the name list in her hand. “I call on half the class to answer questions in each lesson.”

Celeste Martin’s mouth twitched: “Teacher, I’m bad at math. I only know addition and subtraction. Please don’t ask me.”

Skyler Thomas smiled enigmatically but said nothing.

“Ask him. He knows everything. He’s a talented student,” Celeste Martin pointed at Turner Daniel. “Don’t ask me and Daisy. We both don’t know.”

For once, Daisy Zane wasn’t putting her hands in her pockets, but instead, she kept them by her side.

She usually didn’t talk much, and they didn’t know her very well, so if no one spoke to her, she rarely spoke.

This time, hearing Celeste Martin’s words, she didn’t reply or even look at her. She just quietly followed them to the classroom.

“Don’t worry, I’ll treat everyone fairly.” Skyler Thomas glanced at Daisy Zane, and despite his quick speech, his comforting tone was clear, “Everyone starts from not knowing to knowing. You’ll learn eventually.”

Celeste Martin pouted, “But it’s really hard to learn. I thought I had a good foundation before. However, once I got to high school, even my foundation didn’t help. I truly can’t understand.”

George Dunn, walking behind Daisy Zane, said, “This just goes to show that it has nothing to do with having a foundation or not. Maybe those without a foundation might learn even faster.”

Celeste Martin’s eyelashes fluttered, then she laughed, “I think you have a point.”

As Skyler Thomas chatted with them, he led them towards the classroom.

As they passed by a classroom entrance, a teacher suddenly emerged from inside.

They almost collided with Skyler Thomas.

Fortunately, Daisy Zane pulled Skyler Thomas to prevent the collision.

Startled, Skyler Thomas steadied herself and looked at the person who had come out of the classroom.

The person standing in the classroom was a woman in her forties, dressed in formal attire, with a mask on her face, concealing everything but her eyes.

Her eyes, however, were sharp and cunning.

She seemed very formidable.

Skyler Thomas had intended to speak up, but upon seeing this woman, not only did she refrain from speaking, her smile also vanished from her face.

“Teacher Skyler, taking your students to the classroom?” The opening remark was sarcastic.

Skyler Thomas glanced at her and forced a smile, “Yes.”

“Then hurry, every second counts in Senior Three.” The teacher spoke while her eyes swept over the four of them, “Don’t waste time.”

Everyone could tell that her reference to wasting time wasn’t really about being here, but more pointing to something else.

While speaking in front of them, she was probably referring to their show recording.

Daisy Zane glanced at the class name on the door: Senior Three Class Eight.

Perhaps out of concern for the camera, Skyler Thomas still smiled and said, “Ms. Elizabeth, you’re busy, we’ll leave first.”

After speaking, she led them away.

Ms. Elizabeth watched them leave from the doorway.

Only after they were far away did she remove her mask and mutter, “These ancestors were crappy to begin with, and now they have this pointless thing for two weeks. They really think they’re saviors.”

When they arrived at the classroom, the cameraman didn’t need to follow

anymore.

Standing at the entrance to capture their arrival, the camera guys quietly retreated to one side.

As soon as Skyler Thomas led them in, the class first erupted into applause, some cheers, and some banging on desks.

It looked very enthusiastic.

After all, George Dunn’s influence was evident, with fans everywhere.

Celeste Martin and Turner Daniel smiled as they waved slightly to greet everyone. George Dunn also had a smile on his face.

But before he laughed, he covered his mic, prompting Daisy Zane to laugh as well.

But, inexplicably, there was nothing really funny. Daisy Zane could only manage to make herself look a little less indifferent.

As the others interacted, she stood quietly to one side observing the people in the class.

Then, by the window, she saw Olivia Lane.

Olivia Lane, dressed in a school uniform, leaned against the back of her chair, twirling a pen in her hand, and watched Daisy Zane.

She had the air of a small-time gangster boss.

But when Daisy Zane met her gaze, Olivia Lane immediately straightened her body, averted her eyes, and looked out the window.

Her twisted head seemed to tell Daisy Zane, “Don’t flatter yourself, I’m not looking at you!”

Daisy Zane looked at Olivia Lane and gently raised the corner of her mouth..