Teacher Liu pushed her glasses up and fought to keep a straight face, "Moreover, ninety percent of the junior high school students in our town wrote about their own future, and only a very small portion wrote about the future of our country. And your essay is one of the most original and aspiring among them, which is why the junior high teachers borrowed the papers, wanting their students to read it and write a reflection."
"Hmm, I understand," Jiang Mianmian nodded, realizing what had happened.
She felt quite embarrassed as she didn't think her essay was that well-written.
But Su Wanyu was thrilled and proud, "Teacher Liu, we won't keep you from your work any longer."
"No rush, Comrade Su, Jiang Mianmian, the principal is also waiting to see you two."
Jiang Mianmian and her mother exchanged glances, both confused: Why did the principal want to see them?
Su Wanyu directly asked the question.
