Zhong Qing thinks that when you're unlucky, bad luck really does come at you nonstop.
After leaving school with the unmistakable stench of a teacher's day about her,
she transmigrated.
The bad news:
Her ex, whom she'd broken up with six months ago, transmigrated with her.
And they had transmigrated as a newlywed couple, already registered as married.
The shameless man blinked at her with the Japanese-style monolid puppy eyes she'd once loved most. His nonexistent dog tail wagged furiously as he sidled up to Zhong Qing. "Qingqing, we really are fated to be tangled up together forever."
Sniff, sniff.
Wife smells so good.
Zhong Qing shoved him away with her elbow. "Get lost!"
The good news:
She'd transmigrated to an era when teachers were still quite respected.
But... it was in the poorest mountainous region of Xiajiang District.
The school had only one classroom, and the whole school had just one teacher.
Her. Zhong Qing.
Zhong Qing: "..."
She looked at the little waifs below the podium, all dark-skinned but bright-eyed.
The youngest was three and still sucking on a finger.
The oldest was twelve. In a thick local accent, they called out, "Stand up."
One by one, everyone stood, backs straight.
"Good morning, Teacher Zhong!"
Zhong Qing took a deep breath, ready to water the tender seedlings before her like a gardener.
"Good morning, class. Please sit down. Our first lesson is..."
"Study for the rise of China."
Content notes:
1. Their breakup wasn't over any fundamental issue. Their outlooks clashed badly, but the conflict will be resolved later.
2. The heroine is completely focused on her career, while the hero is shameless and hopelessly lovestruck.
3. While they were broken up, the hero was sent overseas and couldn't return. He kept sending flowers from afar to beg her to get back together, but the heroine had moved and he didn't know. They'd been apart for six months, and he spent all six of them going crazy.
Theme: Teaching and nurturing students
