Chapter 2097
Chapter 2097 - 68: A Virtuous Wife at Home
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Flossie Wright’s expression was subtly cold, yet her lips curved into a faint sneer, "No rush, we’ll take it one at a time."
The group looked at her suspiciously.
How to take?
"You." Flossie pointed at the first person in the first row.
Suddenly called out, the previously pompous male student now shouted nervously.
"What are you dissatisfied with?" One hand in her pocket, Flossie looked at him lazily.
"Report, I excel in all subjects, why do those who are worse than me get to stay, but not me?!" The male student straightened his back and protested with great displeasure.
Flossie narrowed her eyes, speaking calmly, "You had ten days, and you’ve shown no improvement."
"So what, I’m better than many people!" the male student retorted.
"Being better than them is not an excuse to stand still." Flossie frowned slightly, then spoke calmly, "I think I don’t need to remind you, in these ten days, you haven’t put in a tenth of the effort of those who didn’t get to stay, we don’t need people who give up progressing just because they have some good grades."
Flossie’s words immediately made the male student blush.
Every word felt like a slap on his face, painful and stinging, leaving him unable to say a word.
"Do you have anything else to say?" Flossie stared at the male student, asking one last question.
The male student hesitated for a moment, finally gritting his teeth and shouting, "Report, no!"
There was no denying, he was indeed somewhat complacent. Knowing that his abilities surpassed most, he relaxed, and in those ten days, apart from some Basic Training, he did no extra practice, not putting in much effort.
Flossie’s straightforward explanation had long left him ashamed beyond words.
"You." Flossie looked at the second person in the first row, asking word by word, "Any objections?"
"Report, none!"
The second person, alarm bells ringing in his mind, responded honestly.
In fact, the troublemakers here mostly had the same reason as the first. They felt unbalanced, believing themselves to be better than many others, but Aaron Doom insisted on selecting qualified members based on "growth rate," which they couldn’t comprehend.
However, Flossie had just given one person an explanation, and it gradually made them understand and feel ashamed of their protest behavior.
Flossie was right. Compared to others, they indeed weren’t as hardworking, and with their existing abilities, they were somewhat arrogant.
As Flossie questioned one by one, the last female student standing in that row shouted loudly.
Flossie stopped asking, casually glanced at the female student, and then raised her eyebrows, "Speak."
"May I ask, are you biased?!"
The female student stared intensely, her sharp gaze sweeping toward Flossie.
Flossie paused, surveying her twice, then smiled, "Continue."
"Of the eight people you lead, I have no objection to Callie Stewart and Nancy Phillips staying, but the other six have average abilities, and their improvement after ten days is not significant. So, are you biased toward those who rely on you?"
The female student’s eyes glinted sharply at Flossie, each word seeming to turn into a blade, sweeping over.
With this questioning, the students, whose arrogance had just been suppressed, started to feel suspicious inside, and their expressions became peculiar when looking at Flossie.
Everyone has self-interest, if the students who rely on Flossie are better at social interactions and build good relationships with her...
Once such dark thoughts appeared in their minds, they couldn’t suppress them from rising.
At this moment, they were failures, and equally, the greatest comfort to a failure is a dark society, making them feel less ashamed of their abilities and more at ease in their hearts.
This is considered human nature.
"They can persist in completing the plans I formulated, regardless of how much they improve, they can stay." Flossie spoke slowly, staring at the female student with a significantly cooler gaze, "You have eyes, you should see how they train usually."
The female student was startled, instinctively avoiding her gaze, lightly biting her lip.
She simply wanted to embarrass Flossie, nothing more.
But since Flossie pointed it out, she indeed saw, and others probably saw too, those taken in by Flossie worked tirelessly every day, counting every moment seriously, and Iris Dukes was not gentle at all, strictly following the training schedule.
— End of Chapter 2097 —