My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Chapter 16

Royal Creek Institute was a top education institution that had received all kinds of talented students. The teachers were the ones assigning a student to a class. There had never been a situation where students chose teachers and classes. Who was this student from the countryside? 

“Class B,” Nicole said casually. Ms. Emerson was wide-eyed instantly again. 

Compared to the hypocritical Mr. Kennedy, Nicole preferred the forthright Ms. Emerson. 

“Okay, then Class B.” Ms. Farrell nodded in agreement with a hint of flattering look in her eyes, which surprised the two teachers. They wondered who Nicole was that she could make the headteacher grovel. 

“Ms. Farrell, how can you let students choose classes?” This was unheard of. Class A and B were the best classes in the eleventh grade. 

“It has been decided, Ms. Emerson. Take Nicole to class.” Ms. Farrell looked a little displeased now and gave the order. 

“Ms. Farrell…” Ms. Emerson’s face turned pale. She did not expect that there was no room for negotiation. 

Mr. Kennedy smiled triumphantly and said, “I will go now, Ms. Farrell.” 

Ms. Farrell nodded and sat down as if she did not want to waste time talking any further. 

Ms. Emerson bit her lip in frustration and turned to look at Nicole. “Let’s go!” 

Nicole followed her out of the office. Ms. Emerson walked quickly to the classroom in her high heels, as if she was eager to shake her off. 

stopped. “I don’t care who you are. Since you have chosen my class, don’t drag my class down with you. I want you to catch up with the rest of the classmates within a month.”

Emerson turned around and entered the classroom.

think she would drag the class down? Just because she was from the countryside? She was slightly unhappy but still followed Ms. Emerson into the

new classmate here.

reluctant as Ms. Emerson was, she still introduced Nicole to

young

Bradley Robertson, a committee member of the sports club, stood up and clapped his hands.

hands together. They were delighted to welcome such

Gary, look, there is a beautiful girl

elbowed Gary Finley sitting

He is only interested in the hottest girl

be even hotter,” said Jack

he heard Jack’s comment. His

a trace of arrogance and aloofness

come she resembles Snow?”

rolled his eyes at him and said, “All girls

picking at each other, Nicole started introducing herself. “I am Nicole, a transfer student. Nice to meet

said, “There is an empty seat in the third row from the last. You may sit

brag about. It turns out she can only sit in the third-to-last row.” Jack bemoaned. In Class B, the last three rows were usually reserved for those with the worst grades. It seemed that the grades of

did Ms. Emerson start the lecture. Gary took a few more glances at