If it were in the past, Jiang Tian would be so proud of herself for getting such a good score.

But today, facing the booing and congratulations from her classmates, she shook her head and smiled bitterly:

"You're only going to school for these two years, so you have to make your grades look better, right?"

"No, He Tiantian, what do you mean? What do you mean by 'just study for these two years'?" Xu Ying was stunned.

He Sanhua was also anxious: "Tiantian, your results in the pre-school test this time are better than mine. As long as you keep up the good performance and don't fall behind in the third year of junior high school, you will definitely be able to get into a general high school. Your family can afford to send you to school. You won't really stop studying after junior high school, right?"

“Who stops studying after junior high school?”

The head teacher Ouyang Sihai appeared at the back door of the classroom at some point in time.

He Sanhua, the traitor!

Without waiting for Jiang Tian to wink at her, He Sanhua stood up and pointed at Jiang Tian and complained to Ouyang Sihai:

"Teacher Ouyang, it's He Tiantian! Teacher Ouyang, please tell me about her."

"She did so well in the test this time. If she keeps going, she will definitely be able to get into a regular high school. If she works harder, she may even have a chance to get into a county high school."

"She just said that she will stop studying after junior high school. Teacher Ouyang, please try to persuade her."

He Sanhua helps Jiang Tian with her homework, and now she has developed a sense of responsibility.

Even if he didn't do well in the exam, he wanted Jiang Tian to be far ahead of others and to be in the top ten in the class, or even better, to be in the top fifty in the grade.

According to Caoding Middle School’s senior high school entrance exam results in previous years, being in the top 50 in the grade basically meant having one foot into a regular high school.

If Jiang Tian's results in this baseline test are still similar to those at the beginning of the school year, then He Sanhua would not think it a pity if she said she would not continue her studies after junior high school.

After all, there are many such students in Caoding Middle School every year. They are ranked at the bottom of the class or the whole grade in the placement tests in the first and second years of junior high school, so they simply don't come to school in the third year of junior high school.

Anyway, with this score, even if I study for another year, I will be eliminated in the high school entrance examination. It is better to give up directly and save some money for my family.

But the problem is that Jiang Tian's score in the baseline test at the beginning of the semester has improved compared to the final exam.

Moreover, Hu Qiongfang comes from a wealthy family and is also the president of the local Chamber of Commerce. No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a family that cannot afford to send their daughter to school.

With such a good family background and her grades constantly improving, He Sanhua really couldn't understand why Jiang Tian didn't want to go to high school.

He Sanhua didn't know, but Teacher Ouyang, who personally marked Jiang Tian's Chinese test at the beginning of the semester, might have understood what Jiang Tian meant.

"Student He Sanhua, please sit down first."

"Students, be quiet and listen to me!"

"During the initial test at the beginning of the semester, our class wrote an essay that all the Chinese teachers in the school felt should be given a full score."

"I have submitted this composition to the magazine 'Middle School Student Composition'."

"Next, let's give the warmest applause to the author of this essay, He Tiantian from our class, to read her essay to us."

"Student He Tiantian, would you like to share this story with us?"

Jiang Tian was stunned for a moment, her eyes became hot, she nodded vigorously, took out her Chinese test paper, and stood on the podium.

The topic of the composition test for the second year of junior high school this year is a panacea-like "I Have a Dream".

Who hasn’t written this essay in elementary and junior high school?

The original intention of the teacher who set the question was to hope that students could combine the writing of this essay with the current trend of reform and opening up and write an essay that is high-level, thoughtful and profound.

Unexpectedly, He Tiantian took a different approach and wrote such a wonderful article that all the Chinese teachers in the school applauded and praised her!

He Tiantian’s dream is not to be admitted to a prestigious university, nor to become a scientist, doctor, teacher or nurse in the future.

She wanted to be a rich person who reeked of money.

With the money, she can rescue more out-of-school girls, help them change their destiny and become useful members of society.

With the money, she can open her fast food restaurants along Provincial Highway 336, and every provincial and national highway across the country, providing jobs for rural children who cannot get into high school or college, so that they can leave the mountain village and see the wider world outside.

With the money, she can also open her "Xiangjun Vocational and Technical School" all over the country.

By then, those children who want to learn a skill and rely on their own hands to get out of poor rural areas will not be deceived into going to strange cities just because they want to learn a craft, and whether they can survive and make it out will all be left to fate.

The reason why this composition is so shocking is that at the beginning of the composition, He Tiantian tells the tragic story of Wu Xiaomin as an eyewitness.

No one knew that the female devil who poisoned nine people, dismembered one person, and scared the people of the entire county half to death was once a kind and helpless girl.

Faced with the ravages of fate, she had asked for help from her parents, brother, and husband countless times. Even a little help and warmth from others could pull her back from the abyss.

But, there was no one.

No one reached out to her.

From birth to death, every hand around Wu Xiaomin was pushing her into the abyss!

By the time Grandma Hu and Jiang Tian reached out to her for help, Wu Xiaomin no longer trusted anyone.

…

There are many, many tragedies like Wu Xiaomin's in rural areas.

Jiang Tian didn’t want to write those empty clichés, saying that this was some “tragedy of the times.”

No! This is not the tragedy of the times, but the tragedy of poverty!

If Wu Xiaomin's family was rich, with her intelligence, even if she couldn't get into college, she could start her own business and she wouldn't have to marry an alcoholic and violent man.

Therefore, Jiang Tian’s dream is not to get into a prestigious university, nor to become a scientist or a doctor.

Doctors can cure diseases and save lives, and scientists can change the world through inventions and creations.

However, Jiang Tian’s dream is not to change the world. She just wants to use her “money power” to change the fate of more rural girls as much as possible.

When they fall into despair, pull them out of the abyss of fate!

At the end of the composition, Jiang Tian used a particularly famous short story in later generations.

After the tide went out, many small fish were stranded on the beach.

There was a little child squatting on the beach, picking up the little fish one by one and sending them back into the sea.

An adult nearby asked him: "There are so many small fish on the beach, can you pick them all up? It's just a small fish, who would care?"

While throwing fish into the sea, the child said: Look, this one cares, and that one cares too.

I finished reading an essay of more than 800 words very quickly.

Under the podium, the sentimental teacher Ouyang wiped his tears, stood up first, and applauded He Tiantian's composition.

Soon, one, two, and then the whole class stood up and applauded He Tiantian crazily.

"He Tiantian, you write so well!"

"It's really great, I was so moved that I cried."

At this moment, He Sanhua, who was sitting in the second to last row, suddenly jumped up from her seat, ran to the podium like a gust of wind, and hugged Jiang Tian tightly.

Jiang Tian was stunned for a moment, and the next second, she felt a few hot tears dripping onto her neck.

"Tiantian, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."

"Your dream is great, really great. I support your dream with both my hands and feet raised!"

"You're right. You don't have to get into high school or college to be a useful person to society."

"so!"

He Sanhua raised her head, opened her eyes which were swollen from crying, held Jiang Tian's hands tightly, and said to her with a firm look:

"Student He Tiantian, I have now solemnly decided that I want to join your team."

Jiang Tian blinked her eyes: "Student He Sanhua, isn't your dream to be admitted to a teachers' college and become a primary school teacher in the future?"

He Sanhua smiled and said, "These two dreams are not in conflict. When I graduate from the Teachers College, I can be a primary school teacher, or I can be a cultural teacher in your vocational school, right?"

"Can you? Give me a definite answer!"

Jiang Tian nodded vigorously: "Yes! Absolutely!"