Her Cancellation of the Engagement

Chapter 47 This is The Newly Hired Homeroom Teacher

Chapter 47 This is The Newly Hired Homeroom Teacher

Gianna hailed a taxi and told the driver to go to Ranson High School. Upon arrival, she paid the fare and went straight to Mr. Galvan's office.

Having never been to Ranson High School before, she casually asked a student for directions and quickly found her way.

Just as she reached the door of Mr. Galvan's office, she heard voices coming from inside.

Gianna swore that she didn't intentionally eavesdrop and it was because the door was simply left open.

The people inside were talking, and she didn't feel comfortable barging in, so she decided to wait outside.

As a result, their conversation became crystal clear to her ears.

"Mr. Galvan, I really can't handle Class 18. Last time, those students put a trash can over my head and beat me up. I'm still not fully healed from the injuries. Please spare me. If you insist on assigning me to Class 18, I'll have no choice but to resign."

Gianna glanced at the office. The person speaking was a male teacher in his forties, wearing a pair of glasses and looking quite refined. He was rubbing one of his arms with his other hand, his face expressing a great deal of pain.

"I can't handle them either. They've put cockroaches and bugs in my textbooks before, but this time they went as far as putting a mouse in there. Mr. Galvan, you know I'm terrified of mice." Another female teacher in her thirties said, "These students are stubborn and unyielding. I truly have no way to handle them."

"Mr. Galvan, please don't make things difficult for us. It's not that we're not responsible or unwilling to teach. We simply can't handle it. We're here to teach, not to sacrifice ourselves!" Another male teacher beside them added.

Mr. Galvan sighed silently. "I understand you're all feeling wronged, but we can't just let it go. I've received orders from leaders. If Class 18 continues to perform like in previous years with no students being admitted to universities, Ranson High School will lose its status as an elite private school."

Mr. Galvan was also helpless regarding the teachers' complaints. Rheinsville City was a second-tier city with many high schools, but Ranson High School was the only elite private school in the area.

The tuition fees at the elite private school were very high, but every year there were still many people scrambling to get in. This had led to difficulties in enrollment for many ordinary schools. C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

In particular, Ranson High School had a notorious class, Class 18, Grade 3.

The students in this class were all wealthy and influential second-generation individuals. Due to their poor academic performance, they were placed in the same class during the grouping process. These students were usually spoiled and caused trouble. When they gathered together, things escalated even further.

Bullying teachers and classmates were commonplace.

The problem was that Mr. Galvan couldn't expel them!

Because the families of these students donated things to the school.

Although he was Mr. Galvan and had the authority to expel other students, he did not have the power to do so for Class 18, as this decision could only be made by the school board.

But the nature of Class 18 was too severe and had seriously affected other students. As a result, many parents have filed joint complaints, and the higher-ups took it seriously, demanding that Class 18 be rectified. If no one from Class 18 was admitted to universities this year, the school's elite status would be revoked.

The school board members were now in a panic and urgently asked Mr. Galvan to find a solution.

But what could he do?

"We also understand that this is related to the school's reputation, but Mr. Galvan, Class 18... is really not a place for people to go. We all want to live a few more years!" One of the teachers said.

Mr. Galvan was extremely troubled. He sat down, drank a glass of water, and remained silent for a while.

When he looked up, he noticed someone standing outside the door. Upon closer inspection, he became delighted and quickly stood up from his chair. "Ms. Geller, you've finally arrived!"

This was great!

His savior had come!

Someone would finally deal with those demons!

His spring was coming!

"Mr. Galvan," Gianna walked in and greeted him.

"I feel much more at ease seeing you here."

Mr. Galvan wasn't just flattering, and he genuinely felt relieved.

When he received the message from Gianna last night, he was ecstatic. But then he started worrying, afraid that she would change her mind after a good night's sleep, which caused him to lose another night's rest.

Now that he saw Gianna standing right in front of him, he felt that he could finally get a good night's sleep today.

"Mr. Galvan," Gianna greeted Mr. Galvan and didn't bother with too many formalities. She asked, "Should I go to class now?"

Regarding Class 18, Mr. Galvan had already sent her the information when he invited her to the school.

She had a general understanding of it.

She didn't really care about the students in Class 18. They were just spoiled kids, and she could easily handle people even more spoiled than them.

"Wait a moment. Let me introduce you."

Seeing the three teachers in the office looking at Gianna with confusion, Mr. Galvan said to them, "This is the newly hired homeroom teacher for Class 18, and she is responsible for all matters related to Class 18."

Then, he introduced the forty-year-old bespectacled male teacher to Gianna, saying, "This is Colin, who teaches mathematics."

He then pointed to the female teacher in her thirties and said, "This is Britney, in charge of teaching English."

Next, he pointed to the young male teacher and said, "This is Killian, responsible for teaching chemistry."

After the introductions, he said to Gianna, "It's study time now, and the other teachers have gone to the classrooms. I'll introduce them to you later."

Gianna nodded and greeted the three teachers one by one, saying, "Colin, Britney, Killian, hello."

The three teachers didn't react.

They were stunned!

It took them a while to come back to their senses and look at her in astonishment, then they turned to Mr. Galvan. "Mr. Galvan, are you sure you're not mistaken? She's the homeroom teacher for Class 18?"

She was too young!

At this age, she should only be nineteen, right?

She was only one year older than the students in Class 18. Wasn't she just a student herself?

Teaching others?

Mr. Galvan smiled and said, "That's right. She is the new homeroom teacher for Class 18. You can teach Class 18 with confidence in the future. With her there, those students won't dare to rebel!"

He had known Gianna for five years.

At that time, she was only fourteen years old!

That time, he went outing with his friends and accidentally trespassed into Lancaster Mountain. The terrain of Lancaster Mountain was treacherous, with many traps. He accidentally stepped into a trap and thought he was done for. When he was waiting for death, he was saved by Gianna.

He and his friends were taken care of at Lancaster Shrine to recover from their injuries. It was then that they learned that this place was not only a Taoist temple but also a martial arts training ground. Although there were only ten disciples, including Gianna.

But as the principal, he had seen many children from wealthy families. That day, he saw three of them, who had previously studied in Class 18.

As for Gianna, she was in charge of training. Those disciples under her were disciplined and obedient. Regardless of the intensity of the training, they remained silent.

Especially the three students who had once caused a commotion in the school. He had personally witnessed how they almost caused chaos in the school. But under Gianna's guidance, they were as docile as lambs.

He was greatly impressed by Gianna.

Later, he left Lancaster Mountain but kept in touch with Gianna. In fact, he took the initiative to ask for her contact information. He felt that one day, he would be able to ask for Gianna's help!

And now-he had asked for it!

"Mr. Galvan, this is not a joke! How old is she? Teaching? Has she graduated?" Killian looked at Gianna, furrowing his brow, "You're really desperate, hiring anyone for the school."