Before experiencing certain things, Qian always thought of teachers as diligent gardeners, teaching with dedication and positivity.
Standing beneath the faculty's duplex of the school building, Qian looked up at the weathered teaching building and softly said.
"If it weren't for you, teacher, for overturning my worldview, demonstrating what it means to be inconsistent, occupying a position without fulfilling its duties, and always chasing money, I think, as a psychologist, I wouldn't just chase money like you do without considering my sacred mission. For the patients in my past life who I excessively charged, I've decided to settle the score with you."
She pushed her glasses and added.
"That line was a formal phrase. To put it bluntly, just give back what you took from me. It's that simple."
The homeroom teacher is a woman in her thirties, wearing black-framed glasses, looking meticulous, exuding the intense righteousness of a homeroom teacher.
