Tang Ya walked into the Divine Creator faculty office, her body heavy with exhaustion.

"Good morning, Teacher Tang. Did you not sleep well last night?" Teacher Zhao greeted her.

"Good morning, Teacher Zhao. I was a bit busy last night." Tang Ya returned to her seat and rubbed her forehead.

"By the way, Teacher Zhao, have you looked at the submissions from our class yesterday?" Tang Ya asked.

"I've read more than half of them, but you should already know the results." At the mention of the submissions, Teacher Zhao began to sigh.

"This batch of students is as poor as ever," Teacher Zhao said. "The things they write are the kind that are completely unreadable."

"I don't know where they get the confidence to choose the profession of Divine Creator."

"Not everyone is suited to be a Divine Creator."

"Even if they don't understand, they could find a bit of information if they searched properly online. At the very least, they could talk to a professional; it's not like it's a complete secret."

Tang Ya deeply agreed with Teacher Zhao's words.

"Also, this group of students starts writing directly without understanding anything. They don't even know how to use paragraph breaks. Don't they know to let things settle before starting?"

"Oh, I just remembered something else I need to criticize."

"Teacher Tang, there seems to be a student in your class named Qin Feng who wrote over a hundred thousand words in one night. Isn't that a joke?"

"He's treating the profession of Divine Creator like child's play."

"Qin Feng?" An image surfaced in Tang Ya's mind, and she shook her head helplessly.

"I have some impression of Qin Feng. I remember when I first talked about how difficult the path of a Divine Creator is, he didn't seem to care at all."

"Later in class, he was also sleeping, only waking up when the class ended."

"I originally thought he might be a Genius, which is why he acted that way."

As Tang Ya said this, a look of disappointment appeared in her eyes.

"Looking at it now, this person is completely unsuitable to become a Divine Creator."

Writing hundreds of thousands of words in one night was something that had never happened in history.

Combining this with Qin Feng's previous behavior, Tang Ya believed that Qin Feng was just there to cause trouble.

"It's not a solution to continue like this. If anyone can become a Divine Creator, is there any future for this profession?"

Teacher Zhao sighed and said worriedly, "Recently, the market response to works by some Eight-Star Divine Creators has also been mediocre."

"At this rate, the gap between us and other international countries is only going to get wider."

"If no excellent works appear soon, we will eventually be slowly swallowed up by them."

"Yes." Tang Ya was also filled with anxiety.

As teachers of Divine Creators, they knew more about the situation than ordinary people.

Currently, some foreign 'Divine Creators' had already created very excellent and powerful works.

The market for these works was very good, and the power of the derived combat techniques and skills was also extremely formidable.

Therefore, they were obtaining more and more resources in the game, and more and more treasures were being fed back into reality.

They were already behind them, and now the gap was widening.

Moreover, the wild ambitions of certain countries had never ceased.

Many countries were already eyeing Huaxia like tigers watching their prey.

The office suddenly fell silent. Tang Ya checked the time.

"I'll stop here; it's time for class." Tang Ya picked up her controller and prepared to go to class.

"Teacher Tang," Teacher Zhao spoke up.

"Teacher Zhao, what is it?" Tang Ya asked.

"I feel like this group of students might not even know the most basic things."

"Since they lack talent, they should study the basics properly. Maybe they can still write some decent works."

"So I recommend giving them a good explanation first on how to imitate others' creations."

"And then let them try to create on their own."

Teacher Zhao had been in this industry longer than Tang Ya, and his suggestion was very pertinent. Tang Ya took it to heart.

Inside the classroom, a group of students was still chatting idly.

"Qin Feng, I read the latest chapters of 'Mad Dragon Swashbuckler' yesterday. It's really good."

"And I also have some very good ideas." A classmate leaned over to Qin Feng and spoke.

Qin Feng had absolutely no interest in that book, but he didn't want to ruin classmate relations, so he smiled and nodded.

"Qin Feng, I didn't expect you to like this book too?" The classmate was pleasantly surprised.

Qin Feng didn't want to talk, signaling for him to continue his performance.

"Since you like it too, I'll share my thoughts."

"I've figured it out. To write a good book, 'cuckolding' is definitely essential."

"This book 'Mad Dragon Swashbuckler' explains everything."

"So, I feel that if we write in the future, the beginning must be about the girlfriend having some issues before things can develop."

Qin Feng wore a smile, but his mind was already starting to drift elsewhere.

After speaking for a while, the classmate saw that Qin Feng hadn't responded. "Qin Feng, do you disagree with me? Otherwise, why aren't you saying anything?"

"If that's the case, it seems we can't be friends."

Qin Feng felt exhausted and had to speak up. "No, I agree very much, and I have some ideas."

"Like if we write 'Terrifying! My Girlfriend Did This on the Bed Before Sleep, and It Actually Led to Infertility!'"

"Or 'At the Ball, My Girlfriend Danced with a Man, and Her Face Actually Flushed.'"

"Writing like this should attract a wave of readers' attention, right?"

"Wow, Qin Feng, you really have great ideas! You've opened up my thinking all at once. You're truly my mentor and friend!"

The classmate couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, his face full of worship.

Qin Feng rolled his eyes. Were his classmates' personalities always this fickle?

"Zhang Mou, Qin Feng just mentioned a few ideas. I think they're great. Why don't we discuss them together?"

Soon, many classmates gathered around Qin Feng. After learning of his ideas, they were all amazed by his Genius thinking.

"Brothers, what do you think of this title: 'Blushing! Golden Retriever Unsatisfied Late at Night, Master Actually Takes It to the Wilderness for a Naked Brawl with a Burly Man!'"

"Brilliant! He's practically a second Qin Feng!"

The classmates in the room let out shocked voices.

Tang Ya walked in at this moment and heard their words, her heart instantly filled with extreme disappointment.

She didn't expect the students in her class to want to write like this. They were going down the wrong path! A naked brawl between a Golden Retriever and a burly man?

Tang Ya didn't even dare to imagine the scene!

With a Golden Retriever? What kind of Wuxia Cultivation system was this? Were they going to turn into animals?

And seeing that Qin Feng was in the center of this group, Tang Ya's impression of him became even worse.

She was certain in her heart that it must be Qin Feng who had led the students astray.

Not only did he not study properly, but he also led others off course.

How could there be such a loathsome student in her class?