The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

“My name is James Walker. I am your new English teacher. Nice to meet you.”

His melodious voice, like a spring breeze, knocked on every girl’s eardrum and made their hearts feel itchy.

The girls clutched their hearts, their eyes full of infatuation.

It seemed that they would faint at any time.

“He’ s so handsome!”

“I’m dying…”

“I want to give him a baby!”

Suddenly, someone boldly asked him. “Mr. Walker, do you have a girlfriend?”

James smiled and replied. “No.”

“Then are you seeing anyone?”

“What are your criteria for choosing your girlfriend?”

“Will you date a girl who is much younger than you?”

The students began to bombard him with questions and there was a hubbub of voices in the classroom.

James put his index finger on his lips, hushed them quiet, and smiled. “Shall we have our lesson first”

“Okay!”

Then there were only book-flipping sounds in the classroom.

The previous English classes were boring.

Now, however, everyone was energetic. Their eyes closely followed the man on the podium, reluctant to move away for a moment.

James glanced at the class and saw that everyone was listening attentively, except for the two students bending over the desk and sleeping soundly in the last row.

He checked the roster and found their names.

Claire and Derek.

After class, James closed the book.

A girl raised her hand. “Mr. Walker, I have a question for you, may I?”

James smiled and nodded. “Sure.”

“I’ve got one too!”

“Me too!”

The girls swarmed up to the podium and surrounded James, following him out of the classroom.

The boys sneered. “These nymphos, now they suddenly become interested in English!”

As the monthly exam was approaching, in Lance Middle School where the competition was fierce, the students no longer frolicked and began to actively prepare for the exam.

The atmosphere in the classroom was tense.

Only Claire was bending over the desk and asleep as always.

Derek elbowed her awake. “Hey, the monthly exam is coming. Don’t you want to prepare for the exam?”

Claire replied impatiently. “I’m too lazy to do that.”

How lazy was she?

When she got the test paper, she just filled out the multiple-choice questions in a few seconds and then handed in the test paper.

Derek was stunned.

Teachers’ office.

James was marking the test paper when he suddenly found a blank paper. Not only was there no name written on it, but a big turtle was drawn in the top left corner.

He frowned.

Even when he frowned, he looked gorgeous.

The history teacher was stunned for a while by his handsome face. Then she leaned in and asked enthusiastically, “What’s the matter, Mr. Walker, you don’t look very good.”

“There is a blank test paper.”

The history teacher took a closer look and was not surprised. “That’s Little Overlord.”

James asked, “Who?”

Such a hilarious nickname.

“Derek Brown, everyone calls him that.”

James remembered this name.

He was one of the two who were sleeping in his class.

The history teacher comforted him. “Little Overlord hands in blank papers every time he takes an English exam. Just get used to it.”

James opened the grade record at hand. “But his previous English scores have always been high.”

The history teacher asked, “Do you know Simon Johnson? And Hunter Johnson?”

James nodded.

“Little Overlord is Simon Johnson’s nephew, Hunter Johnson’s cousin. Who dares to offend him? No one can refuse him when he threatens the teachers to give him a high score.” The history teacher drew closer and lowered her voice, whispering. “Once he even put money inside his English test paper. In fact, all the previous English teachers quit because of him.”

James frowned slightly. “Really?”