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Chapter 1530 School

New Year had just passed in the Human Realm. The sun was shining brightly as the new year rolled

by.

Spring had arrived earlier than usual this year. The accumulated snow in Clodston gradually melted

into puddles and evaporated, causing the air to turn rather humid. Nonetheless, the trees by the

roadside looked lush as they sprouted new buds.

A young girl with a backpack was stuffing a bun in her mouth as she ran out the door.

"Grandma! I'm off to school! I'm going to be late! Oh, no. I hope I won't be late!"

Another girl grabbed her hand and dragged her along, saying nonchalantly, "Let's go! Don't worry. I

have tons of experience being late! If you get to the classroom and find that the teacher is already

there, just sneak in through the back door! When the teacher turns to face the blackboard, you can

slide in. If the teacher notices you before you get to your seat, just say you want to go to the bathroom!"

Bettany chased them out of the house with a pan in her hand, shouting sternly, "Hannah Crawford!

What nonsense are you filling your sister's head with?!"

The two girls' faces changed as they fled from the demon chasing after them.

They couldn't help but burst into giggles after running away. Nonetheless, they didn't waste a second

squirreling into the car.

Edward shifted gears, causing the engine to roar. "Don't worry! You won't be late as long as I'm here!"

The car roared and shot out like an arrow off its string.

Bettany had her hands on her hips as she glowered. "Oh, those two. Do they really think I've lost the

skill to swing a pan around because of my hip?!"

Hugh felt particularly refreshed after his morning exercise, replying candidly, "I think you're just

worrying for nothing! Lilly can finally go to school like normal girls her age. She's never been late

before. So, what's the big deal if she experiences it once in her life? Still, that does sound like it has

Hannah's prints all over. Of course, there's nothing wrong with that. Back in my day—"

Bang!

The pan promptly hit Hugh on the head.

Hugh wisely bit his tongue and fell silent.

He rubbed his head in response as he blinked at her innocently. It doesn't hurt. God knows how many

times I've been on the receiving end of the pan! Fortunately, I eventually developed an iron skull

because of her habit.

…

The flashy sports car roared to a stop at the school gate. Hannah immediately dragged Lilly through the

school gate before they could get written up.

Alas, the bell rang as soon as they stepped foot into the school.

Hannah said in dismay, "We're really done for this time! My homeroom teacher is a strict disciplinarian.

Lilly, I'll see you later!"

Hannah was in high school while Lilly was still in junior high. So, she couldn't afford to dawdle as she

darted to the opposite building.

"Lilly, remember what I taught you! Don't panic! Stay calm! Good luck on your first day!"

Although Hannah's figure had long disappeared from her line of sight, her voice still echoed through

half the school.

Lilly chuckled, muttering to herself, "Hannah, have you forgotten who I am? Maybe I wouldn't have to

use your tricks!"

Although she was power-walking toward her classroom, she vanished the minute there wasn't anyone

around, and she was in a blind spot of the cameras.

A few students in Grade 9 Class 3 whispered, "Hey, do you know the new student? She was absolutely

amazing this morning."

"She arrives in a luxury car every day. She probably thinks it's not flashy enough. So, she decided to

come to school on a sports call. Tsk."

"I hate those who love to show off just because they have some money at home!"

The homeroom teacher walked in with her high heels clacking against the ground. Then, she tossed

her notebook on the desk, effectively silencing the chattering students!

"Our class has gotten our points deducted this week. Your exams are fast approaching! So, why are

you all still slacking off?! Those who were late had better stand up before I say your names!"

She crossed her arms as she felt her temper rising. "You're all getting far too lax with your education.

Don't you want to go to high school? Your parents work hard to earn money for your education. Is this

how you repay them?!"

The innocent students could only stare at her dumbly.

They didn't know what to say. They were already frustrated at being forced to wake up early just to

make it to school on time. Now, they were getting reprimanded for something they didn't even do!

It had only been a week since school started. Frankly, most of them were still rather antsy. Besides,

there was still half a year until their midterms.

"Miss! Lilly Crawford is late!" A student raised his hand and said loudly, "Everyone in our class behaved

well today. Only Lilly Crawford is late to class today!"

The homeroom teacher looked angrily at the seat near the back wall.

Just as she was about to explode, an innocent-looking head popped up. "Miss, I'm not late. I was just

tying my shoelaces."

The homeroom teacher practically deflated when she caught sight of Lilly.

The tattletale's eyes widened in disbelief as their jaw fell.

Lilly looked at the tattletale with large eyes before blinking at them.

My, my. What's this familiar feeling, hm? She felt as though she had traveled back in time, specifically

to when she and Master were catching ghosts for a living.

Didn't the thing making itself comfortable on the teacher's pet head look like a tattletale ghost?

Regardless, Lilly wasn't in a rush to achieve power and fight for her freedom. So, she decided to let the

ghost roam around for a little longer.

The homeroom teacher failed to catch any latecomers. As a result, the anger she wanted to vent failed

to find any release. Still, she also felt her mood improve as there wouldn't be any points being

deducted from her class.

Nevertheless, she didn't hesitate to turn her target to the entire class, saying sternly, "What's with all

the noise and commotion?" Before anyone could reply, she made them start their lessons with some

reading. When they didn't meet her standards, she yelled, "What's with your lackadaisical attitude? I Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

want some clear pronunciations, not some vague grunting noises!"

Lilly had jumped straight from primary school to middle school. So, this was her first time experiencing

such a tense atmosphere in class.

However, she couldn't help but find the whole thing nostalgic as she immersed herself in the role of

becoming a student.

She took out her textbook and obediently read the passages before her.

Once they were done with their morning reading, the teacher's pop quiz test papers were distributed.

"Last year, our class was at the bottom of the grade! This year we have to catch up to the other

classes! You've all handed in your winter vacation homework, yes? Let's see if you were really studying

during the holidays or just scrolling through TikTok."

There was an immediate groan in the class.

Lilly was suddenly singled out. "That goes doubly for you, Lilly Crawford! You've been absent for two

years! Did you copy the answers for your winter vacation homework?"

The class teacher got angry just thinking about Lilly's winter vacation homework.

Sure, her handwriting was indeed very beautiful.

Unfortunately, the entire homework paper was very neat. There wasn't even a hint of her fumbling

through the questions. There were no extra doodles or calculations. In fact, every question was filled

with answers that could be found right from the answer sheet.

Lilly said, "Miss, I didn't copy. I did it myself."

The teacher frowned before saying begrudgingly, "You'd better have."

It didn't matter if she did. A test would reveal the truth of this particular problem student's skills.

If this student had copied the answers and did so blatantly, she would have reprimanded this student

regardless of the girl's strong family background!

If she's nothing but a copycat, she'll face my wrath! I'll tell her in no uncertain terms that she'll have to

redo her work. Of course, I'll give her a stern talking to. Maybe prodding her lack of ambition would

help? I don't care if she's some rich kid. She will do the work in my class, or else!

Lilly scratched her cheek as she tilted her head in bewilderment.

Suddenly, she recalled what Hannah had mentioned, 'Lilly, when you do your homework, you should at

least take the time to circle some of the key parts of the question if you're gonna copy the answer

sheet. You got that?'

Lilly stared at the clearly fuming teacher before her.

She didn't understand why she had to do something like that. Considering her situation now, she could

understand why Hannah had bothered to give her that particular advice!