When I stood on the podium on the first day, the student said, "Teacher, your name is so boring."
Later, he took the lead in teasing: "If you punish me corporally, I will ask my mother to go to the Education Bureau to sue you."
A letter of complaint signed by parents was delivered to the principal's desk. My colleagues isolated me, and my boss scolded me in public.
I don't cry, make trouble, or explain.
I have only one word: kill.
Ranked first in the entire class in mathematics.
They went to the whole school to replace the running tracks.
He killed the corrupt vice-principal and stayed there for six years.
The assassin who wanted to sue me came back on his knees and begged me to accept him as my apprentice.
Ten years later, I stood at the city-wide commendation meeting.
Someone in the audience asked: Who is that female principal?
I said: The one whose name you said was stupid back then.
