The female anchor turned into the dean of an ancient academy

The next day, as the sun rose, a long line had already formed in the academy square.

The students of the academy were wearing uniform academic robes and standing in neat rows, with anticipation and excitement on their faces. They were all waiting for the new principal, Cen Jiexiao, to give a speech to everyone.

Cen Jiexiao, dressed in a light purple robe, looked elegant and ethereal. She swayed gently in the wind as she walked, like a fairy descending to earth, and arrived at the academy square.

She walked briskly onto the podium in the square, glanced at the expectant eyes in front of her, took a deep breath, and slowly spoke: "Dear students, today I take office as the principal. I should have discussed academic matters with you, but today I have something else important to do..."

Cen Jiexiao paused, her eyes sweeping across the silent students below the stage. She said meaningfully, "Starting today, the academy will be closed for five days."

There was an uproar in the audience, with discussions rising one after another.

"Holiday? Really?"

"Yeah, stop kidding."

"The headmaster has just taken office. Could something have happened?"

"Five days off? Is the headmaster going to take us out for fun?"

Amid the students' whispers, Cen Jiexiao continued her announcement: "Today, I will be holding a meeting with all teachers and relevant personnel of the academy to discuss new reforms for the academy. This reform concerns every one of you."

The discussion grew louder and louder, but Sister Cen Xiao remained calm, her eyes as firm and cool as the ice of the north.

She turned and walked towards the inner courtyard, each step being resolute and unquestionable.

The clamor of the Academy Square gradually faded. She knew there would be obstacles ahead, but her heart was clear. As a modern person, how could she not know that only with change can there be a future, and only with a future can one survive?

Inside the meeting hall of the main building, the atmosphere was oppressive, the air was filled with unease, and even breathing became heavy.

Some people lowered their heads and whispered to each other, occasionally looking up and exchanging uneasy glances, as if confirming each other's guesses.

"Yu Lan, is everyone here?" Cen Jiexiao asked Yu Lan beside her confidently and calmly. Her tone was steady and firm, with unquestionable majesty.

Yu Lan replied respectfully, "Your Excellency, at this time, we are unable to attend due to any unforeseen circumstances. Dean Li has only asked a student to inform him of his illness, but he has not yet submitted a note of absence to the academy. Furthermore, our painter, Mr. Zuo Ju, has taken sick leave. Furthermore, Mr. Liu Li and Mr. Wang Qilin, who specialize in scripture and poetry, were absent due to family emergencies."

There was a sharp glint in Cen Jiexiao's eyes.

"Yu Lan, for all the gentlemen who have taken leave for personal reasons, their monthly salaries will be paid as normal. As for Dean Li not following the academy's leave policy, we will handle it accordingly."

The gentlemen below, seeing Cen Jiexiao acting like an old headmaster, couldn't help but wonder when this new official's three fires would be finished.

"This girl is so inexperienced, isn't she?" An elderly gentleman whispered quietly, with a hint of worry and uncertainty in his tone.

"A little girl actually dreams of reforming the academy!" another gentleman echoed, with a hint of sarcasm and disdain in his tone.

Before they could think about it, Cen Jiexiao stood up suddenly. Her tall figure stood out in the meeting hall. She saluted all the gentlemen respectfully with considerate and elegant etiquette.

"Gentlemen, I know that some of you may feel uneasy or even question my plan for academy reform." Cen Jiexiao's eyes swept over everyone present.

"But please believe me, this academy reform plan is for the future of Zhaoyin Academy and for the future of everyone here." Sister Cen Xiao's attitude was firm and confident, as if declaring her determination.

"Yulan, Xiaozhi, distribute the academy reform plan to all the gentlemen."

Yu Lan and another female teacher, Xiao Zhi, immediately took action and distributed reform plans to each teacher.

After everyone received the reform plan, they flipped through it one by one. Their expressions were different. Some were serious, some frowned, some were thinking seriously, and some looked disdainful.

"Okay, gentlemen, you've reviewed the reform plan for Zhaoyin Academy. If you have any ideas or suggestions, please feel free to share them. Since we're a team, we must pool our wisdom."

Cen Jiexiao's tone became much softer. She encouraged the gentlemen to express their opinions, showing an inclusive and open attitude.

A young man with a slightly yellow face and a slightly thin figure, his eyes focused and serious, asked, "I am Wu Cheng from the Craftsman Department. I would like to ask the headmaster, why is the title of headmaster changed to dean, and why are all of us gentlemen now called teachers?"

His question was simple and direct, because they also wanted to know why Cen Jiexiao made such a reform.

Cen Jiexiao smiled and said, "I once read a masterpiece from a 'friend'. I'll read it to you, and perhaps I won't need to explain it in detail."

"In ancient times, scholars must have a teacher. A teacher is someone who teaches the truth, accepts students, and resolves their doubts. No one is born with knowledge, so who can be without doubts? If one is confused and does not seek help from a teacher, his confusion will never be resolved. Those who were born before me, who knew the truth before me, I will follow and learn from them; those who were born after me, who knew the truth before me, I will follow and learn from them. My teacher is the truth, so how can I know whether he was born before or after me? Therefore, there is no one, noble or humble, old or young; where the truth is, there is the teacher." Sister Cen Cen recited in her mouth and silently in her heart, "Mr. Han Yu, please don't be surprised if I borrow your excellent work."