Except for the student union members on duty, everyone stood upright here, waiting quietly for Jason. They were not absent due to the previous accident.
"Um?"
Edward, who was walking behind Jason, looked at these student union members and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
As a man from the military, Edward was very familiar with the routine of the military camp.
Therefore, he could clearly see that the members of the St. Mungo's Student Union in front of him had received training similar to that of a military camp.
Although it is not complete, these student union members also appear immature because they have no experience in gunfire, but some basics are still there.
"Wasn't St. Mungo's a church school before?"
Edward couldn't help but asked in a low voice.
"Just because it is a church school, it will retain some traditions, right?"
"I heard that at the beginning, the school before St. Mungo's College was in a very chaotic era."
"The school needs protection, so it's natural for some guards to appear, right?"
The female pastry chef answered.
However, the tone was not certain.
Obviously, she only heard about it and didn't really understand it.
"Yeah?"
Edward was a little skeptical.
However, he didn't ask any more questions.
Because, at this time, Jason had already walked over.
"Teacher Jason, good morning."
"Teacher Jason, good morning."
The female president stood at the front of the line and took the lead in greetings, and the student council members behind her immediately followed.
"Good morning."
Jason responded.
Then, he looked at everyone quietly, waiting for someone to ask what they wanted to learn, and he would teach them.
But everyone, including the female student council president, looked at Jason, waiting for Jason to take the initiative to teach.
Time passes minute by minute.
Jason stood still
The members of the student union did not dare to move.
Just looking at each other.
Edward looked at this scene thoughtfully, but there was still some confusion in his eyes.
"Is it necessary to do this?"
"They are still children."
The leader of the special operations team whispered to himself.
The female pastry chef on the side replied softly:
"certainly."
"Because this is the way Jason is used to."
"Although he has retired from the army, some things have already been imprinted on Jason's body!"
"So, when facing these students who called themselves teachers, Jason subconsciously wanted to use this boring but effective method to determine the physical fitness and willpower of the student council members in front of him."
"Then, teach students in accordance with their aptitude."
Speaking of this, the female pastry chef looked at Jason with admiration in her eyes.
If Jason hadn't practiced it in front of her, she wouldn't have known there was such a simple method.
“Teaching students in accordance with their aptitude?”
Edward was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this was not a military camp after all, and it was impossible to have a training camp like a military camp.
Teaching students in accordance with their aptitude is the best choice.
The leader of the special operations team couldn't help but nodded.
"So that's it."
He sighed softly.
Although the conversation between the two was very soft, they were standing not far from the student council members. In addition, everyone stood breathlessly and attentively, so they did not make a single sound.
Therefore, members of the student union can hear this conversation clearly.
Immediately, the student council members who were still a little confused stood up straight, and everyone's expressions exuded a sense of "I understand".
There was determination in their eyes.
Their faces became meticulous.
Especially the female student council president was filled with admiration.
She had previously wondered whether Jason had never been a teacher and didn't know what to do.
Now it seems that she was overthinking it.
Jason may not have been a teacher, but he definitely has rich teaching experience, but his method is a little different.
Immediately, the female student council president became even more wary of Jason.
She had already sent out the message, but she could not relax her vigilance until it was confirmed whether Jason was a member of the 'Ghost Team'.
In fact, regardless of whether Jason is a member of the "Ghost Team" or not, she needs to pay attention to people like Jason who are exposed to secrets that ordinary people don't know.
Especially Jason seems to be aware of her secret.
Hope it's not the worst outcome.
The female student council president thought.
Facing everyone's expressions of 'I understand' and 'I'll try my best', Jason looked calm.
That's right.
It's just what you think.
I am testing the physical fitness and willpower of you "Maodong" expatriate students.
Then, he began to recall the almost forgotten memories in his mind.
Jason has never been a teacher.
But he was a student.
The teacher's appearance in class was too long, and he was a little blurry.
Can!
He still remembers a sentence.
The next moment, Jason spoke——
"You are the worst class I have ever led."
His habitually calm tone became serious at this time.
There was confusion and a hint of anger on the faces of the student council members in front of them.
They have done well enough, why do they say they are the worst?
So does Edward.
He had just seen it. The physical fitness of these student union members was not bad, and their willpower was also very commendable.
You know, in the cold wind of winter, someone who can stand for half an hour and still keep his body straight is already more than most people.
The female pastry chef nodded slightly.
Once again she understood what Jason meant.
"trust!"
"It was only after our reminder that they eliminated their doubts and chose to continue standing - this is a sign of disbelief in Jason."
"Imagine what if we didn't have a reminder?"
"What will they do?"
Upon hearing the female pastry chef's explanation, Edward nodded immediately.
"yes."
"trust."
"The military is about obedience, unconditional obedience. Without trust..."
As a man from the military, Edward knew this very well.
Suddenly, he, who had thought these student union members were good before, immediately shook his head.
The student council members who heard the conversation between the two were suddenly enlightened again.
They don't trust Teacher Jason enough!
Yes, that’s it!
If we hadn't heard Gichel's words, we might have been unable to help raising doubts at this time, right?
How could he still be standing here?
Teacher Jason said that we were the worst class because the people he trained before believed in him unconditionally.
Unlike us, we are not only suspicious, but also angry when faced with Teacher Jason's blunt words.
Sure enough... we are the worst class.
The student council members lowered their heads with guilt.
Facing the female pastry chef who 'understood him' again, Jason had no fluctuation in his heart.
He is used to it.
He would not turn his head, look at the other person and say something like, 'How about you do it?'
"Next, I will teach you..."
Jason spoke again, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a voice.
"Is this what you want to learn from standing here blowing the wind in winter?"
"How stupid!"
"You who learn these things are foolish, and those who teach you are even more foolish!"
