Everyone was silent. 

Even the instructors who had just finished rendering their opening lectures began to worry about their own performance.

When Qin Ye’s score of 90 teaching credits first surfaced, several people had the exact same thoughts that Huang Chengyang did - We’re not as good as you when it comes to purging evil ghosts, but matters of education… given your age, we still have an edge over you.

If you can score 90 credits, this must mean that the scoring system this semester must be on the lenient side of things. Perhaps they might be concerned about the face of their own instructors, so this time, everyone would be scoring 90 and above. The benchmark ought to be around 90 credits.

Yet the release of the results for the other instructors told them otherwise.

No additional points were awarded on account of preserving the face of their instructors. They were awarded whatever the leaders thought they deserved. With that, Qin Ye’s 90 credits suddenly seemed completely unattainable!

“If he keeps this up, he can practically secure the title of an outstanding instructor without having to participate in any forums or the like! This kid… what kind of a god is he?! Is he an incarnation of a guru of knowledge?!” An instructor who had also rendered his opening lecture this morning stuffed his phone back into his pocket with great exasperation, and he began to rethink his strategy for the rest of the semester.

Qin Ye switched off his Momo app as though deep in thought.

These two old fogeys… are truly devious.

These rules might...