The moment Shi Feng broke the thermos cup on the podium, the world was completely turned upside down. When I opened my eyes again, the familiar classroom became unfamiliar - male colleagues were discussing making soup for their wives, and the female principal emphasized that "male faculty and staff need to pay attention to their appearance." As a senior physics teacher, he has become an "alien" in the world of sexual transformation.
Women dominate here and are responsible for buying houses and cars, while men are assumed to put family first. Shi Feng held his teacher's ID card. The photo was still his own, but the word "male" in the gender column of his ID card looked like a shackle. What's even more surprising is that the school arranged for him to partner with Jiang Yue to lead the graduating class.
Jiang Yue is a popular figure in the school. She has been awarded "City Outstanding Teacher" three times in a row. She is also the only daughter of a local real estate tycoon. She often wears neat suits and skirts, and is full of aura. There is an economics magazine on her desk. When they worked together to prepare lessons for the first time, Shi Feng was criticized by her for "not being elegant enough in writing on the blackboard." Only when he saw her casually signing a seven-digit scientific research funding bill did he understand that the rules of the world had been turned upside down.
Jiang Yue gave him a "Family Condolences" shopping card, and his colleagues joked, "Teacher Jiang is excellent, you have to hurry up." Shi Feng's hand holding the chalk trembled. He has to hide the secret of time travel, adapt to the expectations of a "male protagonist", and maintain his dignity as a teacher. During the collision, he discovered that Jiang Yue's fatigue under her cold appearance and the pressure from her family to "find a stable man" coincided with the situation in which he was forced to get married in his previous life.
Can two souls struggling under misaligned rules find their way to a reversal of marriage through the cracks in worldly vision?
