Tidying up everyone's homework, conveying messages between the teacher and the students, dealing with miscellaneous matters in the class, maintaining order and preventing the students from causing trouble.

Out of all the responsibilities of the class leader, only the last one was something that Mi Cheng completed naturally.

There was no other reason other than the fact that [Nullify] was a passive ability that could not be deactivated. Not only would controlling abilities not work on him, if there were any students around him who wanted to use their abilities to cause trouble, with just a glance from Tangerine, the "abnormality" of the person in the other party's hand would completely vanish.

As a homeroom teacher who was in charge of a class of adolescent brats, Teacher Ming Hai was moved to tears by the fact that the class monitor was so useful. Thus, other small flaws such as being too careless and not particularly smart could be ignored.

After all, not all head teachers could meet students like the support class F, whose brains were like high-performance computers. Besides, there was no sense of accomplishment in teaching such students, Ming Hai comforted himself.

Every night, both Satakura and Hotaru Imai returned to their rented apartment. After entering high school, both of them were much busier than expected.

"Little Ying, is there anything interesting in the support department?

Tell me about it … "

Mi Cheng held the name list of her class in one hand, while her other hand took out a stamp and stamped the enrollment information of the students one by one. Among the work of a chairman, such chores were the most common when one first entered the school.

Hotaru Imai was already lying on the upper layer of the bunk bed. Looking up from the desk, one could see the fine strands of hair sticking out from the edge of the bed.

Satakura raised her head and waited for a long time before Koimai spoke in a muffled voice.

"There's a girl in the next class with the same name as me. There's a large underground factory-like place in the support department where the students can make support equipment. The course content is quite complicated … and the support department's intranet, the content … is very rich."

Hotaru Imai used a few short sentences to finish her life in Sunyoung. Considering that the latter part of the content was a bit distant for Satakura, a student ID photo popped up on Satakura's phone.

Name: Ying Yumiya. Class: Support Course F Class.

"Wow!

She actually had the same name as Koimai!

Is your relationship very good?

Of course?

What the hell?

Was she trying to shake her head in front of Yu Mei?

Lu Moyu was jealous of Beta Kang Tun?

What is the meaning of this?

Jun

The series of questions made Hotaru Imai feel like she wouldn't be able to finish her homework if she continued the conversation, so she turned around and flipped open the heavy textbook for the support course.

Satakura was already used to his best friend's character, so he returned to his work as the chairman.

"Speaking of which, I met a student from Heroica today who was wearing super strange clothes.

It's hard to believe that among the students who want to be heroes, there are actually people with such terrible aesthetic standards. "

Satsuma was editing a message for her grandfather who was far away in Kansai while nagging Imai Ying who was reading.

Sakura's grandfather was puzzled by the fact that Hotaru Imai came all the way from Kansai to Sunyoung to study and gave up on Shijie High School, which was also a famous school, but he didn't have much of an opinion about it. Instead, he laughed and said that it was good to go out and see the world. You don't need to be outstanding in your studies, as long as you're happy.

Hotaru Imai's ears twitched when he heard the words "incomparably ugly hero uniform", and he thought to himself, Please don't share this mess with me. When he looked back, he saw that the girl didn't feel the pressure of entering a famous high school at all and was happily sending messages and photos. As expected of Satakura, other than being able to get along peacefully with all kinds of terrifying students, his nerves were also top-notch.

Class C and Heroica's Class B were neighbors, and the classroom walls weren't very soundproof. Occasionally, when class was over, a student from Class B could be heard laughing exaggeratedly. Usually, this kind of sound would come to an abrupt end with a heavy slap to the head, making people wonder what the guys from Heroica were doing every day.

"It's not good to always use violence."

Satakura commented with a frown.

However, Heroica always stood out in everything.

Class A was right next to Class B, and from one classroom away, he could faintly hear the shouts of "Go to hell" from Class A. He was worried, so he held his chin and spun his pen in the front row. He thought that if only he could squeeze Sakura into his class, it would probably be much quieter.

After all … it would be nullified.

As if to alleviate the youth of the hero stream students who had nowhere to go, the class teacher assigned to them was also a wonderful person. She had dead fish eyes all the time as if she would fall asleep in the next second. Other than working hours, most of the time, she wanted to stuff herself into a sleeping bag and take a nap — Imai Ying had secretly observed the sleeping bag in private. It was said that the sleeping bag gave her a new idea.

'It's hard to guess what Koimai is thinking,' Satakura thought.

For Minghai-sensei, although Satakura wasn't very smart, she was a very useful helper. If anyone wanted to cause trouble, they would immediately be nullified. In just a few days, the atmosphere in the class was inexplicably much calmer.

After all, in the teacher's office, when the class teachers communicated with each other and freeloaded off each other's snacks, it was a very common topic to talk about their classmates.

For example, the supercomputer student from Class F was simply an all-around class leader. He didn't need any assistant class leader's help to arrange everything in his mind. He didn't even need to take notes. He just sat there straight and looked like he was in a daze. However, when the teacher asked him a question, he would put on a calm expression as if he knew everything, which made the teacher feel quite unsatisfied.

Another example was Minghai-e from Class H, who was simply a troublemaker. When he just entered the school, he made a lot of consumables in the underground factory. Although most of them were already scrapped, the teacher of the Engineering Department still felt that such a passionate student would definitely become a great person in the future.

Another example was Taekwondo Kazuka from Class B, who had excellent grades and was able to unite his classmates. "You might die from a single punch" (crossed out). Those mischievous boys in the class would become listless and quiet after a single punch. Although this description wasn't quite right, in short, the Blood Emperor was quite satisfied with this student.

As a result … the class teacher of Class A, Kota Aizawa, who was judged to be the most outstanding, once again sank into self-doubt and decadence.

It was the Sunyoung Class 1A that received the most attention, but in the end, none of the students in his class made him feel at ease.