Preface: Youth is a war that everyone will go through. Maybe you don't know that you are going through this silent battle at this moment. You don't know the victory even if you win. You may think you have won if you lose. It is always a confusing but exciting walk for her.
It has been two years since Zhang Yiyi graduated from school on June 30 this year. She studied normal education and taught for two years in a school she thought was not suitable for human beings. She was punished many times by the principal, openly and secretly. Finally, helplessly, she walked to the principal's house with a large bag and presented her with the first tuition fee of a social university, 400 yuan and two large boxes of gifts, totaling more than 700 yuan. Later, practice proved that this tuition fee was far from enough for me to successfully "enroll", so in this small school where no one lived, Zhang Yiyi successively sent Xiao Yiwan's "tuition fee" and countless "blood and tears". It happened to be Zhang Yi's salary for one year of teaching.