Translator: CKtalon

“…” For a moment, I’m at a loss on how to respond to Anderson Hood. I’m afraid that I would end up quarreling with him the moment I open my mouth.

After a few seconds, I finally find a relatively euphemistic solution.

“Oh, you’re even able to paint?”

The receptionist eagerly says, “Heh, he knows a lot of things. He originally came to our country to learn banter, claiming that he’s proficient in all kinds of things.”

That sounds like sarcasm… The receptionist and this foreign teacher don’t seem to be on good terms… I wonder if he’s speaking the truth or just joking… Although I’m not particularly good at observing people, his behavior is a little obvious.

“Haha, if you wish to learn banter, I can teach you as well,” Anderson Hood says with a well-enunciated Chinese accent.

“We’ll see?” I’m a little confused about the current situation, and I have no choice but to say something perfunctory like “I’ll check my schedule.”

After watching Anderson walk into the office, I turn my head and ask the male receptionist, “Can I not sign up for his class?”

“That’s one of your rights.” The male receptionist looks excited. “A wise choice!”

He then gives me a thumbs up.

“T-this… foreign teacher—Anderson… Is he that bad?” I glance in the direction of the office.

The male receptionist chuckles.

“To be honest, he’s very capable. His only flaw is…”

He pauses.

“What is it?” I can’t help but ask in response.

male receptionist turns

not

I laugh,

curiously, “Do people sign

The male

they aware that you can’t withdraw from classes and switch teachers after signing

quickly corrects me. “We have one trial

He pauses and laughs.

you know, some people just like to get mocked and

like they have a special fetish… I stop

up for your

The male receptionist quickly does

time. After paying 6,666 yuan, I sign up for the Dream Tutoring

find a quiet corner and take in the feel of the air conditioner. I

like a commercial

look at the department chat to prevent myself from missing

bringing a VIP over

Oh, that client named Zaratulstra. Heh heh, I actually missed him again. Looks like we aren’t fated to meet…

to have free time in the afternoon

people at this time. With that thought in mind, I immediately head to the larger mall next door. Then, I take the elevator to the

many people lining up at the entrance of a

author is here to

pass by and see a

Slacker Without a Dream… This pen name, heh, the authors nowadays really have weird pen names… I don’t know the author of the fansign event, nor do I have

what the author looks like. After all, the few poster stands that aren’t

road signs to the other side

thought of what to watch, I stay in the lobby and look for something

I feel the light

man appears

almost two meters… I look at him from the corner of my eye and realize that he looks like

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