When BC Goose was awakened by the sound of rain falling on the window sill, the electronic clock in the duty room was jumping to 3:17 in the morning. He rubbed his eyes and glanced at the mountain of music scores piled up next to his desk - they were backup manuscripts for the rehearsal of "Ode to Joy" for the junior high school tomorrow. The edges of the pages were stained by a few drops of dark brown stains from the coffee he drank last night.
As the youngest music teacher at the city's No. 3 Middle School and a "non-staff member" in a junior staff position, most of BC Goose's daily life is spent in these trivial matters. He studied composition in college, but faced staff shortages during his graduation year, and ultimately had to accept this compound position that required him to lead classes and maintain an instrument room. At this moment, he was staring at the slogan "Love your job and work hard" on the wall, and suddenly felt a little funny - the cover of the "Junior Salary Qualification Certificate" he was holding in his arms was almost worn out by the rosin from the musical instrument.
