Rebirth 08: A Happy Life Begins in Elementary School

Huang Keyun caught up with Li Zhao and He Shuyao in her high heels and successfully left Li Zhao alone in the office.

"Li Zhao, your teacher suggests that you attend a national competition training course. Of course, this is just a suggestion."

Huang Keyun didn't know why she had to be so careful when talking to a primary school student.

"It's unnecessary."

"Of course, with your level, what the training course taught isn't very useful. The teacher just thought that some students had reservations about your temporary addition, so if you demonstrated your abilities, they would have less to say."

"Teacher, you're overthinking it. If I actually went to demonstrate it, I would offend even more people."

"..." Huang Keyun blinked.

"You don't need to worry about these things," Li Zhao stretched. "However, if you have any past national competition papers, you can give me one."

"Yes, yes, wait a minute!" Huang Keyun hurriedly got up and bent down to search through the desk drawers and the cardboard boxes next to her.

Teachers, you can't be completely unguarded just because you're teaching elementary school students...

A gentleman does not look at what is improper.

Huang Keyun finally found the exam paper after some effort. "Hey? Li Zhao, what are you looking at?"

"Look at the trees outside the window."

This child is truly incomprehensible.

Li Zhao took the test paper and started reading it on the spot. Huang Keyun sat quietly to the side, looking at Li Zhao with anticipation.

A slight misalignment occurred between the teacher and the student.

At the same time, a middle-aged man with his legs crossed put down his newspaper at the coffee table and said, "Take a look at this article; it really resonates with me."

The man is the Chinese teacher of Class 3, Grade 6, and his surname is Wu.

Sitting opposite him was He Lin, the troupe leader of Li Zhao's troupe.

"What's wrong, Teacher Wu? Is it another masterpiece by Chairman Liu?"

"No, a newcomer. But I think it must be some scholar."

"Do Cities Make Life Better? — Some Questions About 'Livability'," you're still interested in this?

Li Zhao's ears immediately perked up.

"Take a look first. I didn't think much of it at first, but after skimming through the points, I found that it was very relatable, used specific examples to illustrate broader concepts, and was quite insightful. It was very forward-thinking, well-reasoned, and clearly very professional. I finished reading it in no time."

Teacher Wu, you have good taste!

"Okay, let me see."

So Huang Keyun was waiting for Li Zhao's reaction, and Li Zhao was waiting for He Lin's reaction.

However, Li Zhao was faster. He just wanted to understand the difficulty of the national competition finals. After a quick look, he found that the vocabulary was very simple, the reading was no problem, and the essay requirements were at most at the junior high school level, so he was relieved.

"How is it?"

"No training is needed."

Huang Keyun was so happy that she immediately stood up and put her arm around Li Zhao's shoulder.

Teachers, just because you're teaching elementary school students doesn't mean you can't be approachable...

Perhaps sensing Li Zhao's stiffness, Huang Keyun interpreted it as a form of "rejection" and awkwardly released her grip.

Huang Keyun, who was always successful with men, found a sense of defeat in a primary school student.

"Teacher Huang, can I also take a look at this year's preliminary exam paper?"

"Okay, wait a minute."

Li Zhao certainly didn't really want to see it; he was waiting for He Lin's comments.

"That's great," He Lin finally spoke up. "Just as Teacher Wu said, it's profound yet easy to understand. I don't understand the technical terms, but I have a very clear understanding of what this article is trying to say. It's very impressive; it feels like the kind of article that can resonate with the public."

Just then, an old man walked in. "As soon as I came in, I heard Xiao He praising the article. Let me see it."

"Then we should still go with Team Leader Liu's comments." He Lin handed over the newspaper with a smile.

The homeroom teacher is a real genius; he's wasted his talents being a teacher.

This old man must be the head of the Chinese language group, and he fits the stereotype perfectly—a seemingly cheerful and unpretentious old man with gray hair.

Li Zhao hadn't even wanted to wait any longer and was ready to grab a set of final exam papers and leave, but Team Leader Liu made his conclusion in less than two minutes:

"This article is not something an ordinary person could write."

Wow, are all the Chinese language teachers at New Taipei No. 6 Elementary School so knowledgeable?

"I recognize these four knives."

Ok?

These words drew Huang Keyun's attention.

"One of the directors at our New Taipei City Planning Institute is named Tian Li. You see, Li looks a lot like a knife, and Tian looks like four mouths, right?"

...Kou Dao is Zhao. Li Zhao originally planned to call him "Ri Kou Dao". On the one hand, this was too conspicuous, and on the other hand, although "Ri" still represented the sun in 08, this word would be too fierce in the future.

After thinking about it for a moment, I started experiencing intense phantom pain.

As for the "four," that's just something I made up.

I know this Tian Li and Li Zhao. He has radical ideas, is self-important, and finds it hard to listen to other people's new viewpoints and theories.

Later, when he became the vice dean, he even blocked a project in Li Zhao's hands because Li Zhao "did not respect him enough".

Looking back, Li Zhao had only one assessment:

What an idiot.

"Does Group Leader Liu have such a wide network of connections?" He Lin asked with a smile.

"He and I are alumni of Linyi University, so he's actually my junior."

The classic example of seniority-based ranking.

"Did he really write that? Director Tian is not only highly skilled in his profession, but also has remarkable writing ability," said Teacher Wu.

Team Leader Liu took out his phone. "I'll send him a text message and ask him."

"Um, Teacher Huang."

"Um?"

"Is there anything else you can give me?"

Li Zhao wanted to stay a little longer; these three Chinese language teachers were quite a show.

As a result, Huang Keyun gave her last loaf of bread to Li Zhao.

"Um?"

"Don't you like it?"

"...I need the test paper, teacher."

Huang Keyun started frantically searching again.

It's all her fault for putting away all the relevant materials after discovering that no one in her class could participate in the finals.

Being willful always comes at a price, Keyun!

No sooner had the text message been sent than Liu Zu smiled and touched his thinning, graying hair:

"It was written by Tadokoro. He even said I had a good eye for talent, hahaha."

As a result, Teacher Wu showered He Lin with praise.

It's a fart...

In such a short time, there's no way to call back a text message.

If you try to show off in front of the person in question, you're likely to get blown away, old man.

Boasting is all about being "hypocritical"; if you make things too clear, you'll only end up getting slapped in the face.

Li Zhao gave a cold laugh.

Just then, Huang Keyun, who had finally found the exam paper, turned around and met his gaze.

Like being struck by lightning.

"Is he getting impatient with me because I couldn't find the exam paper after all that time? Does he think I'm ridiculous?"

Li Zhao quickly switched to a childlike demeanor, took the test paper, and said thank you, Teacher Huang. Just then, the bell rang to signal the end of lunch break, so he simply left the office.

Huang Keyun sat dejectedly in the chair.

shame.

In front of this elementary school student, she always felt that she was the childish one.

I searched for the exam paper for ages but couldn't find it. I didn't know how to give any advice either. All I could do was hope that this kid would get first place in the national competition and make me proud.

Huang Keyun, Huang Keyun, Li Zhao was right. He doesn't need this award; it's you who needs it.

Li Zhao paid no attention to any of this. The small discussion with his Chinese teacher had given him some good information: the article had been published in the South China Weekly, the leading publication in the South, in just one week.

The manuscript was selected almost as soon as it arrived at the editorial department.

Regardless of any professional issues, the writing skills are certainly impeccable. Considering the demeanor of the three language arts teachers, it wouldn't be unreasonable to hope that the article will circulate widely.

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