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29: Chapter 29 System God-Level Hint: How to Change Skills When Conquering the Goddess?
Fang Jiming returned to the substitute teacher's office, where even the radiators were rusted, plopped down into his chair, leaned his head back against the backrest, and stared blankly at the ceiling.
There was a water stain on the ceiling with an eyesore shape that perfectly matched his performance on the podium today.
Spread out on the table was the Physics lesson plan book Teacher Wen Ruyan had lent him, the densely packed force analysis diagrams and formulas making his head spin.
He reached out to grab the cup of instant coffee beside him that had already gone cold and took a big gulp, the bitterness causing his whole face to scrunch up.
Fang Jiming: ( ꒦ ິ ⍸ ꒦ ິ )
Just at this moment, that damned electronic synthesized voice rang out in his mind again.
[Ding]
[System detected that the host currently has serious shortcomings in teaching ability.]
[Physics subject knowledge reserve assessment: Below high school level.]
[Chemistry subject knowledge reserve assessment: Middle school level.]
[English subject knowledge reserve assessment: Barely passed CET-4.]
[Comprehensive judgment: Teaching ability is seriously insufficient; unable to meet the requirements for teaching all subjects in the third year of high school.]
Fang Jiming bit the rim of his cup while looking at this series of assessment reports, feeling completely embarrassed.
"Alright, alright." Fang Jiming rolled his eyes, "I know I suck, can you not list them out one by one and leave me some dignity?"
The system ignored his protest and continued to pop up new prompts.
[Suggest the host unlock teaching superpowers by wooing a female with a beauty score of 9 or above.]
[Current surrounding environment scan complete.]
[Primary target to woo: Teacher Wen Ruyan.]
[Beauty score: 9.2.]
[Personality tags: Sharp-tongued but soft-hearted, highly competitive, and cold on the outside but warm on the inside.]
[Current affinity: 42 (Base affinity threshold 50, romantic affinity threshold 80).]
[After confirming a romantic relationship, you can unlock the permanent teaching superpower: Photographic Memory.]
[Ability description: Permanently remember any knowledge seen, easily handle teaching, and never again draw unnecessary force analysis diagrams on the podium.]
The mouthful of instant coffee that Fang Jiming hadn't swallowed yet sprayed out directly, and coffee grounds splattered all over the table.
Fang Jiming: ( ꐦ ° Д ° )
He hurriedly wiped the coffee stains off the table with his sleeve, his mind in a complete mess.
"You want me to woo Teacher Wen Ruyan?"
"Are you a proper system or a matchmaking website?"
"I'm just a substitute teacher going after the female head teacher of the next class." Fang Jiming gritted his teeth, "If this gets out, wouldn't the other teachers at No. 19 Middle School paint me as some kind of low-life?"
The system replied coldly.
[System has no moral judgment module.]
[The wooing action does not involve any mandatory requirements; the host can choose the method of advancement independently.]
[However, the system suggests the host face their own emotional needs; data shows that the host's heart rate increases by an average of 17% in front of Teacher Wen Ruyan.]
Fang Jiming clenched his teeth.
"You even monitor my heart rate?" He widened his eyes, "Are you a cheat code or a wiretap?"
The system did not respond again, the prompt panel lingering on those massive words: Photographic Memory.
Fang Jiming stared at those four words for a full half-minute.
Photographic Memory.
Permanently remember any knowledge seen.
In other words, as long as he unlocked this ability, he would remember all those Physics formulas, chemical equations, and English grammar rules after seeing them just once.
He would no longer have to make a fool of himself on the podium, no longer have to be ignored by students with those cold gazes, and no longer have to let Teacher Wen Ruyan watch him embarrass himself.
He looked down at the Physics lesson plan book on the table, looked up again at the water stain on the ceiling, and finally slowly turned his head to look out the window.
At the end of the corridor outside the window, Teacher Wen Ruyan was walking towards the office, carrying a stainless steel lunchbox, her khaki trench coat fluttering slightly in the drafty corridor.
She was looking down at her phone, her slightly furrowed brows carrying an air of seriousness, even her walking pace stiff and methodical.
Fang Jiming withdrew his gaze and leaned back against the chair, rubbing his face with his palms and letting out an indistinct low roar.
"I'm doing this for the sake of teaching ability."
"Purely for those brats."
"It has nothing to do with whether Teacher Wen Ruyan is good-looking or not."
He himself felt incredibly guilty saying this, as ridiculous as Wang Tiezhu scoring nine points on a math test and claiming it was just due to carelessness.
He picked up his phone, opened the notes app, and typed a line about the first step of the wooing plan: understanding the target's preferences, but then felt it was inappropriate and deleted it all.
This kind of record was too deliberate, completely like an idiot who had written a business plan to woo a girl.
He changed his approach and re-typed the idea of bringing Teacher Wen a cup of coffee tomorrow to thank her for lending him the materials today; he read it over twice and felt it was acceptable.
Normal social interaction between ordinary colleagues is reasonable and logical, and it would definitely not arouse any suspicion.
Fang Jiming put his phone back in his pocket, stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the dilapidated playground downstairs.
The fighting corner in the back playground reflected a brand-new metallic luster under the setting sun, completely out of place with the surrounding dilapidated walls.
He thought of the feeling of helplessness on the podium today, and also thought of those students who lowered their heads and gave up listening to the lecture; in the end, only the solution provided by the system remained in his mind.
Fang Jiming: ( ¬ _ ¬ " )
"Wooing a female teacher can turn me into an all-subject genius."
"If my dad knew about such a good thing, he would take a green-skinned train from Quancheng overnight to help me deliver love letters."
He shook his head and walked out, slowing his pace involuntarily when passing Teacher Wen Ruyan's office.
The door was half-open.
Teacher Wen Ruyan sat at her desk, one hand holding chopsticks to feed herself stir-fried cabbage stalks from the Cafeteria, while the other hand was grading essays.
She was eating very intently, with a grain of rice stuck to the corner of her mouth.
Fang Jiming stood at the doorway for two seconds before looking away, pretending to be nonchalant as he continued walking forward.
He walked out of the office building; the autumn rain had stopped, and the air was filled with the smell of damp earth and the aroma of grilled skewers wafting from the night market in the distance.
He took out his phone and checked the balance on his banking app.
As of today, the cumulative amount credited by the system has exceeded 200 million.
With over 200 million sitting in his account, he couldn't even explain a single high school Physics problem.
This feeling was simply like carrying a Dragon-Slaying Saber to chop cabbage, only to find that he couldn't even cut through the cabbage stalks.
He locked his phone screen, put it back in his pocket, looked up at the gray sky above the dilapidated teaching building of No. 19 Middle School, and took a deep breath of the air that tasted of rust.
"Teacher Wen Ruyan."
"Photographic Memory."
"For those brats."
Yes, that's it, he muttered three times, carving these three keywords into his mind.