She Only Cares About Cultivation

Among the people who came for the exam, An Yi wasn’t actually the oldest. At least, judging by appearance, she was still considered young, and most of the examinees were men. Out of the thirty people in the entire classroom, there were only three women, which was not just a large ratio, but simply exaggerated!

Entering the exam hall from outside the main gate, there weren’t many women seen, which clearly shows that in this era most girls were uneducated. Even if educated, those who could rise to educate others were indeed rare, but there were quite a few in other industries, demonstrating that not just anyone could be a teacher.

Middle school refers to junior high and vocational high school, not only requiring examination of comprehensive quality but also educational knowledge and abilities, subject knowledge, and teaching abilities. Comprehensive quality and the primary (elementary school level) does not differ much, educational knowledge and abilities according to different levels would improve, the last one, subject knowledge, and teaching ability, refer to all subjects at the middle school stage. It’s not just that if you take the Chinese exam, you’ll only be given content from the Chinese subject, it’s a comprehensive knowledge reserve and capability assessment.

Their classroom was for advanced qualification. She didn’t take the primary or intermediate level exams, going straight to advanced. The school initially disagreed, but in this era, there weren’t regulations saying you couldn’t take advanced exams without primary or intermediate qualifications. She exploited this loophole, thinking to go straight for one shot.

"If I don’t pass, I’ll take it next year, sign up for a lower level, and what if I do pass? Might as well give it a try!"

Though the school thought she was aiming too high, upon receiving the exam paper, she realized she’d overestimated the difficulty of the questions of this era. And that was without much preparation coming to take the exam; she really finished the entire paper in just half an hour.

When she stood up to hand in her paper at that moment, all the students in the class looked at her, but their eyes were full of disdain and contempt, presumably thinking she wouldn’t be able to do it?

"Student, what are you doing? You can’t hand in your paper now, at least wait until thirty minutes before the end of the exam. It’s still early, sit down."

"But teacher, I’ve already finished writing, and my kid is waiting for me at the hostel, I must hurry back."

Staying only wastes time, and besides, An Ran in the space was indeed on the verge of collapse, wailing for a good ten minutes.

"Finished writing? How is that possible? Just the last question is hard to complete in half an hour, whom are you fooling?"

The last big question was about debating the situation, presenting a current affairs topic, asking for examples and discussions of opinions. Since it involves politics, you absolutely cannot answer randomly, who knows if this might become evidence years later?

However, An Yi not only finished answering but also filled the paper full, and crucially, her handwriting was extremely pleasing to the eye.

The moment the teacher picked up her paper, she felt her intelligence was crushed, she subconsciously glanced at her name, then nodded.

"Alright, since you have an urgent matter, hurry on and leave!"

An Yi handed in her paper, quickly packed her things, and the teacher holding her paper went to the platform, engrossed in reading the content, not even knowing when she left.

Then she called over the teachers from the back to have a look. After the teachers went out, soon another two or three teachers came in, and even the patrol officer, everyone was first attracted by her handwriting, then took a closer look at the paper’s content, silently giving a thumbs up in their hearts: "This is a talent!"

Almost simultaneously, these words appeared in the teachers’ minds, talent, An Yi, they should really pay attention to this name.

An Yi left the school, quickly entered the grove, and as she entered the space, An Ran’s crying immediately stopped. After washing her hands, she took off her outer clothes and changed into another outfit before picking up An Ran, because her daughter liked to gnaw at the clothes on her shoulder. So after returning from outside, the clothes must be changed.

When not gnawing on clothes, she liked to suck her fingers. Anyway, she was currently very interested in sucking fingers, but there wasn’t much drooling, otherwise, the bib would need to be changed countless times.

After carrying her around coaxing for a while, the sobbing gradually stopped. When she stopped crying, she made milk for her, holding her with one hand to drink, grabbing her clothes with the other, afraid she might leave her again. It looked like she was tired too. After coaxing her to drink the milk, holding her upright to digest for a while, walked around the space, the little one was already asleep slanting her head on her shoulder.