Chapter 1762 He Is Poor
All of a sudden, someone within that group mentioned Ian again.
And with that, a commotion broke out within the class, asking for their professor to show more “care and concern” for the new student.
The teacher had no choice but to turn to Ian.
“Then… Ian, do you understand this question?”
Within seconds, everyone averted their gazes on him. A contemptuous expression was apparent on their faces, an obvious sign that they were all waiting to watch a show.
Indeed. They were waiting to watch Ian make a fool out of himself.
Other than his words and actions that seemed out of the normal, the fact that the gorgeous beauties of their faculty—Zaylynn and Yasmin—had all got close to him after his arrival naturally made them feel even more uncomfortable about it.
“Sir, Ian—”
“I understand.”
Little did anyone expect that even before Zaylynn could finish her words, Ian cut her off and nodded his head as he stared expressionlessly at the professor standing right in front.
The professor put on a satisfied smile. “That’s great. Then—”
“Sir, how about we get Ian to demonstrate? We’re still a little confused about it, to be very honest. By getting Ian up, you can point out and clarify the mistakes he makes.”
“T-This…”
That put the professor in a tight spot.
While he was still in a dilemma, Ian stood up and walked to the front. His black eyes remained blank and glacial, and his statuesque face still carried his usual nonchalance.
Arriving at the podium, he uttered, “Give me the chalk.”
“O-Oh, sure.” The professor apparently had yet to pick up what was going on but went ahead to pass him the chalk. Under the crowd’s bewildered gazes, Ian began penning down notes on the blackboard as he elaborated.
It had taken him two minutes. Only two minutes!
That question, without a doubt, was a challenging one for an average year one student. Yet, he had written out the perfect explanation with his slender fingers.
“All right. There are two points that you didn’t illustrate clearly enough earlier, but I’ve corrected them for you.” Ian passed the chalk back to the professor.
The professor was dumbfounded.
Similarly, the students in the seating area gaped at the scenario, leaving the whole lecture hall to fall dead silent.
H-He actually corrected the professor? Oh my gosh. Did we hear wrongly? T-There’s… nothing wrong with that fellow?
Everyone felt like they were given a hard slap in the face.
With that, no one dared to make another comment about Ian for the rest of the class. As for that professor, he immediately returned to the office to look for the dean as soon as class concluded.
“Sir, didn’t you mention that the new transfer student in the Faculty of Finance has never attended high school? But how did he manage to solve a university question that easily? H-He even pointed my mistake out.”
The professor’s face grew red in embarrassment. In truth, that was the first time a student corrected him throughout his entire teaching career.
The dean regarded him with an icy cold gaze.
“What’s so strange about that? Do you mean that a person who hasn’t studied at a high school is incompetent?”
“Do you know what’s his relationship with Susan Jadeson from the Faculty of Business Administration?” the dean suddenly asked.
The professor was momentarily stunned.
Susan Jadeson? Isn’t she one of the two students that our school is putting extra focus on? Together with her brother, Timothy Jadeson!
“Uhm… what?”
“He calls her ‘Aunt Susan’. Now, go and figure it out yourself. Decide what kind of attitude you want to show toward that child again after you’ve thought it through.”
The dean picked up a lesson plan on the desk and shoved it in the professor’s hand.
The latter froze in shock.
When he finally came to realization, he widened his eyes. At the same time, his unhappiness toward Ian for correcting his mistake dissipated.
That’s right. What is there not to understand? As the descendant of the Jadesons, it’s no wonder he can point out my mistake.
With that, he merrily headed back for lessons.
Meanwhile, Ian was preparing to head home after classes.
He had planned to return home early since he would be meeting Yvonne and the others at his apartment to discuss the project.
“Ian, where are you going? Heading back home? Shall I give you a ride back?” A voice called him from behind as soon as he strode out of the building. Several seconds later, Zaylynn popped out and warmly asked if he wanted her to send him back home.
The Neal family was relatively wealthy and could be considered one of the prominent families in the city.
Needless to say, Zaylynn had a private chauffeur who would send her to and fro school daily. Because of that, many in the Faculty of Finance tried to suck up to her.
Sadly, she had been completely disregarded on that particular day.
Walking up to the bike-sharing zone, Ian fished out his phone and read through the instruction manual Susan sent him. Next, he scanned to make his payment and rode off on a bicycle.
That entire scene left Zaylynn seething with anger.
“Zaylynn, he’s ignoring you again? He has gone too far! What’s so good about that useless bicycle? He’s really blind to how lucky he is!”
“He probably has been too used to being poor. That’s why he doesn’t know how nice it is to have a luxury car send him home since he has never been on it before.”
Two other girls came running up to Zaylynn and began grumbling beside her.
