NovelEndChapter 162 As soon as they reached the top of the stairs and caught sight of the scene outside the classroom, the group couldn't help but stare in disbelief.
The narrow hallway was packed with students, and the doorway itself was practically overflowing. Teenagers- most of them the notorious troublemakers who liked to style themselves as "tough guys" and "bad girls"-craned their necks, all fixated on the blackboard inside. Every so often, someone would jot something down in a battered notebook, faces set in expressions of such intense concentration that it was almost comical.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHad they all been hit on the head or something? The principal glanced at the teacher beside him, his tone incredulous. "Mr. Brown, are those really our students? Those kids outside the door-are they actually from Havencrest Technical College?" Mr. Brown's astonishment was just as plain. "These are the shooligans who usually act like they want to tear the classroom apart during lessons. I've honestly never seen them this focused before." The small group moved closer.
The back door of the classroom was wide open, but every inch of space inside was already claimed by students, standing shoulder to shoulder at the rear. The adults had no choice but to do as the others did lean in at the threshold and peer inside.
They listened quietly as a girl at the front of the room explained a math problem. Her teaching was meticulous, breaking down each step from the initial approach to the final formula with a clarity that put sof the faculty to shame.
Among those with the principal was a math teacher, who studied the girl's solution on the blackboard. His eyes widened, first in shock, then in genuine admiration. "That's remarkable," he whispered. "Her method is not only clearer, but also simpler than the standard approach. I've been teaching for years, and I never once thought of solving it like that." The principal nodded thoughtfully.
Havencrest Technical College hadn't always been so chaotic. In recent years, poor management and outdated resources had led it to decline, earning the dubious honor of being the worst high school in Havencrest.
It had been so long since the principal had seen students show any real passion for learning that the sight before him was almost enough to bring tears to his eyes. He looked at the girl in front of the class, feeling a flutter of excitement and hope. Almost without thinking, he asked, "Does anyone know which school that girl's from?" One of the teachers, who'd overheard sstudent gossip earlier, was quick to reply. "I heard she's the top student at Havencrest Preparatory Academy. She scored over 740 on the entrance exams, and she even holds the record for the highest score in the Primus Academy's practice test." "Incredible. She has a bright future ahead of her," the principal said, sincerely impressed.
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He couldn't help but recall his previous encounters with students from Primus Academy-most of them were arrogant, always looking down op Havencrest Technical College's kids. Watching Citrine now, his gaze softened. "I used to think all the top students from Primus Academy strutted around like peacocks, but she's so humble and poised. That's rare to see."
The dean agreed. "I know, right? I've witnessed plenty of clashes between their students and ours. Most of the e Primus Academy crowd won't even deign to speak to our kids. They act like just being near us might give them the plague."
The principal was quiet for a moment, then turned to the dean. "Tomorrow, make sure to arrange a bigger lecture hall, From now on, let's have our teachers cand observe her lessons as well. It's not every day you see students so absorbed in learning that they lose track of time. Our faculty could learn a thing or two from her as well." The group slipped away as quietly as they'd come, careful not to disturb the lesson unfolding inside.
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