Teresa gently brushed off a strand of hair from her forehead and murmured, "They should lower his salary, Uncle Richard who didn't notice this should have his salary lowered too."
Foster chuckled silently, shrugged, and said, "The Dean is quite busy."
"Hmm... Yes... I know..."
Gradually snapping out of some state, Teresa nodded lightly and mumbled, "You can understand the teachers too... After all, their skills are not enough... Ah... I shouldn't say that!"
Foster didn't mind, just gently patted Teresa's shoulder: "That's why in the next three years you must work hard, so our academy can have an exceptionally outstanding teacher."
Teresa blinked a few times in confusion and asked, "Which aspect should I work hard on?"
"At least not tripping every time you enter the classroom; being a teacher means wearing high heels."
With tea in hand, Lian walked over and affectionately pinched Teresa's little face, "So you might as well consider staying with me..."
