Chapter 21

A/N:- Hello everyone, it's been a while since I uploaded a chapter of this novel. It is because my laptop crashed while I was not at home. And all the chapters were stored in the laptop. So you can guess what happened. Now I am uploading this chapter from my mobile and it's really difficult to do it. So updates will be slow for this month.

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"When you came over, what was the situation with class 9 of grade 11?" Harry's office was in another building, so he didn't hear any commotion from class 9 of grade 11.

"After Edward Sir finished singing the song, the students of class 9 of grade 11 erupted in celebration. They started to whistle, shout and cheer." Just thinking about the lively scene he saw at the entrance of class 9 of grade 11, Mark couldn't help but smile. 'This Edward is truly a wonderful person. He was the first to lead the students of class 9 of grade 11 in madness. Could it be that he wanted to first integrate and then educate?'

Mark had also thought about this teaching method before, but he had self-awareness; he definitely couldn't do it. It's so difficult to gain the approval of all the students in class 9 of grade 11. Just the thought of it gave Mark a headache.

"Yes. All those students stood up. Cheering, applauding, whistling. It's too noisy. Students in my classroom can't concentrate on their studies. Please do something about them sir." Andrea thought Mark was finally speaking up for her. Little did she know that Mark's words were not what she thought they meant.

Since both Andrea and Mark were here, Harry naturally couldn't sit idly by and send them back. "Let's go, I'll go with you to take a look at the situation of class 9 of grade 11."

Saying that, the three of them got up and headed towards class 9 of grade 11.

In the classroom of class 9 of grade 11, Edward stood on the platform and pressed his hands down on the podium. From the moment he entered the class, he never sat down, both to observe the students well and to give everyone a sense of pressure.

This pressure, combined with a sense of awe, worked very well. Now, the vast majority of the students in class 9 of grade 11 have accepted him as their homeroom teacher. A physical education teacher. A homeroom teacher who doesn't follow the conventional way. A new homeroom teacher who doesn't start with long lectures on education.

A handsome homeroom teacher who sings so well. After the class gradually quieted down, Edward smiled and said, "Both Austin and I have finished singing, now let's start voting."

"Jim, come up and start counting the votes." Edward gestured to Jim, who was closest to him.

Jim jumped out of his seat in excitement, walked to the front of the greenboard, and wrote down two names. Austin, Edward Sir. Jim was completely won over by Edward.

Not only could he solve all his own traps, but he also sang so beautifully. Edward being a homeroom teacher, he felt it was just perfect. "Edward Sir, there's no need to count the votes, I admit my loss."

Austin stood up and said in a bit of dejection. He sings very well, and there's no sign of underperformance from him.

From the reactions of his classmates, this can also be proven. But Edward's singing completely conquered him. He is proud. Especially in singing, he has never been inferior to anyone since he was young.

In the semester's singing competition, he won the championship in one go, which was very impressive. But he is not narrow-minded.

On the contrary, Austin is actually a very broad-minded boy. His singing is not as good as Edward, that's it.

In his eyes, this is not embarrassing at all. On the contrary, he is happy to have such a homeroom teacher.

Because Edward respects him. Respects his interests and hobbies.

Without clichéd preaching, he didn't let him give up on the path of music. Instead, he gave him a chance. He has never felt such respect from other teachers before.

As long as his academic performance improves, can't he do what he likes without attending classes like Keith and Mike? For the first time, Austin's attitude towards learning is not so resistant.

"Austin, our competition must be fair and just. So let's continue with the process of counting votes."

Edward smiled and said, "Your singing is very nice, many students like it, right?"

His gaze swept around the classroom.

"Yes." Many students answered loudly.

"You see, there are still many students supporting you. How can you give up first?"

Edward waved down his hand, gesturing for Austin to sit down. Then, he started to have the students vote.

"First, those who like Austin's performance, please raise your hands."

More than half of the students in the classroom raised their hands high.

Austin looked at his classmates around him, many of them encouraging him with their eyes. His nose tingled, tears were already swirling in his eyes.

"Very good."

Edward nodded in satisfaction, signaling Jim to start counting the votes.

In the end, Jim wrote a number below Austin's name on the blackboard: 38.

There are only 45 students in class 9 of grade 11 of Grade 11. And in other classes of Grade 11, there are more students than in class 9 of grade 11. Except for class 9 of grade 11, the classes in Grade 11 have at least 60 students. Out of the 45 students in the class, 38 raised their hands in support of Austin's singing.

Austin looked at the number on the blackboard and couldn't help but burst into tears. He had never felt a strong sense of belonging to his class as he did at this moment.

"Students, put your hands down."

Edward smiled and signaled students to put their hands down. When everyone put their hands down, he said, "Now, students who like my singing, please raise your hands."

The students in class 9 of grade 11 raised their hands in unison, some even raised both hands mischievously, as if surrendering. They were truly impressed.

"Edward Sir is awesome."

"We are impressed."

"Edward Sir, sing another song!"

When Jim wrote 45 on the blackboard, the whole class cheered.

"Oh wow."

"Wu Hoo." (a slang expression for excitement)

"Edward Sir, you're awesome."

After the students calmed down, Edward picked up the file on the podium and opened it. His gaze focused on Austin's grades. In the previous final exams, Austin's subject scores were:

Physics 101, Mathematics 96, English 105, Humanities 206. All scores were above the passing line. He was considered one of the top students in class 9 of grade 11.

"Austin." Edward called out. Austin stood up. As a grown up, he had long wiped away his tears.

"I'll set a goal for you. In the midterm exam which will be conducted this month, you must score above 108 in Physics, Mathematics, and English, and above 214 in Humanities. As long as you can achieve it, I will find a professional teacher to teach you singing. Can you do it?"

"Yes." Austin replied loudly full of excitement. The goal Edward set for him was not high; with a little effort, he could achieve it.

"Students, as I always say, if you want to skip classes and develop your hobbies, then exchange it for grades with me."

Edward looked around at this group of energetic youths below. It's not easy to completely inspire their fighting spirit. Today's first meeting was just his attempt. The days ahead are long.

"If your hobby happens to be something I know, I will teach you. If it's something I don't know, I will hire the best teacher for you. I will cover all the costs. But I want to see your grades above. Do you have confidence?"

"Yes." The students in class 9 of grade 11 answered in union again disturbing the students of nearby classes.

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