"Xiaoyu, you see clearly, this is 20,000 yuan, all for your study. You have to remember how thick these 20,000 yuan are." My name is Tian Xiaoyu, and I am in high school. My father didn't want me to go to the town's high school, so he sent money to the city's high school to get me into it. In that era, there were many corrupt officials. Fuyuan Middle School, one of the best high schools in the city. Will I spend the next three years there?
Concept: The concept of love of the poor but talented Tian Xiaoyu