Chapter 280 042: Freshmen

  The course continues until the end.

after class.

   "Mr Heath, I'm leaving now."

"goodbye teacher."

  The students left one after another.

  Alba walked up to Heath with a twist.

  Heath raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there anything wrong, Alba?"

  Alba hesitated for a moment, and said, "Teacher, the students don’t understand why you want Eric to come here. The classroom is a sacred place, and that’s a hooligan."

  Heath was startled.

  He had never thought that students would have such a big resistance.

  He glanced over the several apprentices who hadn't left, but saw that everyone was standing ears up and waiting for Heath's answer. Obviously, more than Alba had doubts about this.

  Heath said: "There is nothing to explain, I am a teacher, and teaching knowledge is justified. Okay, hurry back."

  Everyone looked at each other.

  Alba said unwillingly: ". Yes."

  Heath thought that it would just pass by, and it was just a matter of one more student, but he did not expect that there would be a lot of trouble surrounding this student in the next few days.

  First, two students did not continue to come to class the next morning. Although on the surface it was said that there was something at home, but according to Heath’s private understanding, it was because of Eric’s that the adults at home were not at ease.

  Why does a child cause so many people to hate it?

Heath's specific in-depth understanding, and then realized that this Eric, in addition to often troublesome, often mingled with the "red bandana" on the dock, that is an underground gang in Harbour Town, and it is basically notorious here. .

  After that, some parents even came to the door directly, begging Heath to let Eric leave the class.

  Eric was not too determined when he came to class. After all the troubles of students and their parents, feeling isolated, he also retreated.

   But just when he was about to leave, Heath stood up.

  He patiently explained to the parents of the students who came to the door: "There are high and low in front of knowledge."

  Parents are still persuading: "Teacher Heath, we are just worried that you will get into trouble, trust us, that is really not a good boy, he will cause trouble."

  It's always the same words around, just to let Heath drive Eric away.

  Hearing so much, Heath couldn’t help but feel a little impatient: “This is my class, who to teach? Teach or not, this is my final say, I can avoid making irresponsible remarks.”

  Life as a scholar here is just a way for him to experience life. To teach or not to teach is purely based on his own personal preferences. As for the student's identity, background, good and evil, etc., it is completely meaningless to him.

   "This is all right."

  Speaking of this, the parents can only shut their mouths no matter how reluctantly, they can only take their children home when they feel dissatisfied.

  But in fact, there are only a handful of people who do this, not at all.

  After all, this is a rare opportunity to receive education. For these generations of civilians at the bottom, it is tantamount to gold falling from the sky.

  Including the two children who had gone home before, they also returned to the classroom within a few days.

  Afterwards, Eric went down to find Heath in private.

  He said to Heath in a very big voice: "Actually, you don't have to do this. I am here only because I have agreed to other people's requirements. This is a shabby place. I simply do."

  He paused, then snorted: "Very, I don't care."

"If those people come again, I will leave tomorrow. There is no need for you to stand up for me. Anyway, when I become a knight, those who look down on me will all kneel at my feet and lick my boots. Humph."

  Heath rolled up the scroll and knocked on his head: "To be polite in front of the teacher, you must first use the honorific ‘you’ instead of ‘you’."

   Eric was startled, and asked with some doubts: "Aren't you afraid of me? It will cause you trouble."

  Heath knocked on his head again: “Speaking a few times, use honorifics. Don’t talk to me until you learn this.”

   "Other troubles are not something that a child should consider. Take lessons well."

  After a few days of getting acquainted with it, Eric came back to find Heath in private and explained it again.

"fake."

  Heath asked: "What?"

   Eric said: "The rumors about me are not like that. I am not a person with a red headscarf, and I have never joined them. It is a friend I know who joined them, not me."

   "We did play together before, but after he joined the red bandana, we no longer contacted."

   "I am a knight, I am not a villain."

  Heath said: "Oh."

  Eric thought it was very strange. Most people shivered when they heard the red turban, and everyone even hated him for it.

  But the teacher seemed to have never cared before. He couldn’t help asking: "Aren’t you afraid?"

  Heath smiled: "Finally learned to use whales."

  Eric's cheeks are slightly red.

  Heath then replied: "I remember that I answered this question to you last time. Put my mind on studying, and other things are not something you should consider as a child."

   Eric was startled.

  Although I don’t know why my teacher’s courage comes from, Eric really likes it here.

  There are many children of the same age as him. Everyone is dedicated to learning and listening to classes instead of fighting. You can learn a lot of knowledge here, and even hear many stories about wizards.

  In short, after staying for a few days, Eric did feel that this is a place he likes.

  He nodded heavily: "I will."

  As time passed, everyone gradually accepted Eric as a member of this class.

  In fact, people didn’t like him more because of his lack of discipline and his mischief and the bad reputation related to him and the red scarf.

  But after actually getting along with each other, everyone gradually realized that this ‘bad boy’ was actually not as annoying as imagined. He didn’t bully other children, or block anyone in the doorway.

  He also attends classes like ordinary children and listens to the teacher's lectures, and likes them to listen to the legends of the wizards.

  So, after getting along for a while, everyone gradually accepted Eric. No one took care of him before. Now it is slowly starting to have children invite him to play with him.

  Everything seems to be moving in a good direction.

  But at this moment, Eric, who was the first to come to class every day, suddenly skipped class

  (End of this chapter)