90s: You are all reborn, who will spoil you?

Xie Yan remained silent, listening to Teacher Zhou and Yang Shuang singing the same tune while openly and covertly disparaging Xie Yan.

When the two people's performance seemed to have finally come to an end, Xie Yan remained silent. There was no anger in her eyes, but rather a strange calmness.

Teacher Zhou and Yang Shuang didn't seem to notice the changes in Xie Yan's heart, or even if they did, they chose to ignore it.

Teacher Zhou continued to speak to Yang Shuang in a tone that was almost doting: "Yang Shuang, your composition really surprised me. I think you can consider participating in a higher-level composition competition. I believe you will be able to achieve excellent results."

Yang Shuang smiled even more brightly. She enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention and the recognition and praise from her teacher.

She even began to imagine herself becoming a famous writer in the future, and the feeling of being surrounded by glory intoxicated her.

At this moment, the classroom door was suddenly pushed open, and a young boy's voice broke the harmony in the room: "Hello, Teacher Zhou, I am Xie Yan's uncle. I am late."

Lin Hui is 1.8 meters tall and wears a simple T-shirt and jeans, but it can't hide the scholarly and sunny air that emanates from him.

He stood at the door of the classroom, his eyes gently sweeping over everyone present, finally stopping on Xie Yan, his eyes full of encouragement and love.

In the morning, brother-in-law Xie Jianhua came home to look for his sister. Lin Hui was on vacation and resting at home. He was very anxious when he knew that his sister was not at home.

Originally, he wanted to follow Xie Jianhua to find his sister Lin Luping, but his brother-in-law Xie Jianhua asked him to attend a parent-teacher meeting for his niece.

Lin Hui took a bus to the Lianghe Town Steel Plant Children's School where Xie Yan was studying.

As soon as I walked to the classroom door, I heard the head teacher, Mr. Zhou, announcing the scores, and then deliberately belittling Xie Yan in words.

He originally wanted to stand up and speak for Xie Yan.

However, his niece, who was usually soft, quiet and introverted, made him particularly admire her today.

Xie Yan's silence and tenacity moved Lin Hui's heart.

Lin Hui usually doesn't like his sister Lin Luping's educational methods. He always feels that his niece's introverted personality is related to his sister's education.

But today, Lin Hui felt that this seemingly weak niece actually had unknown strength and wisdom in her heart.

Lin Hui decided to listen to what Teacher Zhou would say next before making any plans.

Teacher Zhou was unaware of Lin Hui's arrival. She was still immersed in her own world, continuing her "educational speech": "Xie Yan, look at your essay this time. The sentences are not coherent and the logic is confusing. With such a level, how can you possibly win an essay competition? You need to learn from Yang Shuang, read more books, and accumulate more knowledge to improve your writing skills."

Lin Hui frowned as he listened to Teacher Zhou's words.

As a student himself, he understood that such words would be a huge blow to any child.

But Xie Yan just lowered her head slightly, gently stroking the edge of the textbook with her fingers, with a look of disdain.

It was not until later that Teacher Zhou called on the students who had scored full marks in their essays to come to the stage and recite their essays.

Lin Hui listened quietly. Wasn’t the topic she wrote about the same issue that his niece had discussed with him last time?

He frowned.

Xie Yan told the girl that her writing ideas were far superior to hers, so why did Teacher Zhou give her zero points?

Teacher Zhou obviously didn't expect Xie Yan's uncle to show up at this time. She was slightly startled, then recovered and nodded politely: "Oh, it's Xie Yan's uncle, welcome."

Lin Hui smiled and walked towards the podium step by step, his steps steady and confident.

He first gave a simple greeting to Teacher Zhou, then turned around, facing the entire class and parents, and began his speech: "Hello everyone, I am Xie Yan's uncle, Lin Hui. Today, I came here specifically to attend a parent-teacher conference for my niece. I want to share a few words from my heart with Teacher Zhou and everyone else."

He paused for a moment, his eyes falling on Xie Yan again, his eyes telling her: Don't be afraid, your uncle is here.

He then continued, "First of all, I want to thank Teacher Zhou for her care and guidance for the children. However, I believe that education is not just about imparting knowledge. More importantly, it is about cultivating a healthy mindset and self-confidence in children. Just now, I heard Teacher Zhou's praise for Yang Shuang, and I also heard Teacher Zhou's evaluation of my daughter Yanyan. I want to say that every child has their own strengths and potential. As educators, what we should do is discover and encourage them, rather than elevate one child by belittling another."

As soon as Lin Hui finished speaking, applause broke out in the classroom.

The parents nodded in agreement, feeling that Lin Hui's words expressed their thoughts.

Xie Yan felt warm in her heart. She didn't expect her uncle to stand up and speak for her at this time.

Teacher Zhou's face turned a little awkward, but she managed a forced smile. "Mr. Lin, you're quite right. As an educator, I should really be more careful with my words and approach."

Lin Hui smiled and nodded. "Teacher Zhou, I'm glad you think this way. I believe that under your guidance, the children will grow up healthily and happily. But I still have a question. Could you please help me answer it?"

Teacher Zhou looked at Lin Hui's gentle yet resolute eyes and couldn't help but feel a little respect in her heart. She bowed slightly to show respect: "Of course, Mr. Lin, please ask."

Lin Hui gently stroked the notebook in his hand. He'd been using it to record the key points from the parent-teacher conference, but now it had become a tool for him to ask questions. "It's about the topic of this essay competition. Xie Yan seems a little confused about it. I'd like to know what the topic is. Are there any specific requirements or guidelines that led to my niece getting a zero?"

Teacher Zhou was slightly stunned when he heard this.

She really didn't expect the parents to ask such a question. She felt a little embarrassed for a moment and didn't know what to say.

After a long silence, she quickly collected her thoughts and answered seriously, "The title of this essay is 'If Memory Could Be Transplanted.' It describes a conversation between a father and son at the ruins of the Old Summer Palace a hundred years later. The son asks his father what this dilapidated place is, and the father explains that it is the scar left by the British and French invasion of China."

After listening to this, Lin Hui nodded, as if he had a preliminary understanding of the topic.

But he didn't comment immediately. Instead, he continued to ask, "So, are there any specific requirements for writing style, language, or structure?"

Upon hearing this, the teacher was stunned again, and this time the embarrassment was more obvious on her face.

She didn't expect Lin Hui to explore the essay topic so deeply, which was beyond her original expectation.

Her eyes flickered, as if she was looking for the most appropriate words to answer the question.

Teacher Zhou knew that although Yang Shuang's writing style and plot were very good, they did not meet the requirements of the topic.

The atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became a little subtle, and Teacher Zhou's silence made Lin Hui realize her embarrassment.

Lin Hui did not rush him, but waited patiently, giving Teacher Zhou enough time to organize his words.

Finally, Teacher Zhou took a deep breath and tried to sound more confident. "There aren't any strict requirements for writing style, language, or structure. What we value more is whether the children can demonstrate their understanding and reflection on the topic through their writing. Whether it's delicate description or profound discussion, as long as it touches people's hearts, it's worthy of praise."