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

A serious-looking, middle-aged parent stood up, his voice dripping with disdain: "Plagiarism, in any form, is a grave insult to oneself! We cannot condone this behavior simply because children are young. If we tolerate even a little 'borrowing' today, society will make them pay the price tomorrow with even harsher measures!"

"Imagine what our children would think if their creativity and hard work were easily copied by others when they grow up? They would feel desperate and unfair! Therefore, we must start from now on and teach them to respect originality, defend their own intellectual property rights, and also respect the fruits of others' labor." Xiao Liu, a technician at the steel plant, also stood up to speak. His child is also Xie Yan's classmate.

Another young female parent also stood up, her eyes gleaming with an unyielding glint: "I completely agree! How can a plagiarized article be given full marks?! We can't let our children become the ones who promote this kind of bad behavior."

"That's right, plagiarizing other people's articles and swearing that they were written by themselves? This kid has bad character and still wants to show off!" A man in a suit continued to speak, his tone calm and powerful.

"Zero! She's zero!"

"Yes! Zero points for plagiarism!"

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The classroom was like a boiling pot, with parents and children joining in, waves of voices rising one after another, seeming to fill the entire space.

Yang Shuang lowered her head, clenched her hands into fists, and tried hard to hold back the tears in her eyes, which eventually fell to the ground.

Her heart was cold, it was all Xie Yan's fault, she was making trouble out of nothing.

Teacher Zhou was standing on the podium. She didn't expect that Yang Shuang had actually plagiarized, and the plagiarism was so obvious.

The content of the article was far from the title. She had put a lot of effort into making the article sound very relevant to the title. Now that she had been publicly slapped in the face, she felt a little embarrassed.

The principal who was touring the school and the officials from the Education Bureau who came to inspect heard the noise and came over. This was the busiest place on the entire floor.

When Teacher Zhou saw the grade director, the principal, and two or three people wearing administrative jackets, who were suspected to be higher-level leaders, standing at the classroom door, sweat began to appear on her forehead involuntarily.

The enormous pressure forced her to sacrifice her job to save herself. She couldn't possibly lose her job just to flatter the daughter of a steel plant director, right?

Teacher Zhou can clearly distinguish what is important and what is not.

She coughed lightly, trying to calm the noise. "Everyone, please be quiet. Now that there's evidence that Yang Shuang plagiarized, then plagiarized essays will indeed receive zero points."

When Yang Shuang heard what Teacher Zhou said, her eyes widened immediately. Why?

Yang Shuang, who was usually pampered and used to everyone's compliments, glanced at Xie Yan angrily, then unwillingly took her own test paper and threw it on the ground, shouting, "Even if I copied it, Xie Yan still got zero points! What are you so proud of?"

When Xie Yan heard Yang Shuang's question, she didn't get angry but smiled instead. Her black pupils reflected Yang Shuang's arrogant figure.

She stepped forward and bowed gently. "Everyone, Teacher Zhou said Yang Shuang's essay received full marks, but in fact it received zero. So, I'd like to take a few minutes of your time to ask you to judge whether my essay deserves a zero. Is that okay?"

When Teacher Zhou heard what Xie Yan said, her slightly obese middle-aged body trembled. She couldn't let Xie Yan read out the content of the composition.

She wished Xie Yan would disappear immediately so that she could preserve her remaining dignity and credibility.

Xie Yan's composition was very wonderful. Normally, the full score of 40 points would be given simply because the full score is 40 points, not because the composition is only worth 40 points.

Lin Hui frowned slightly, and he keenly caught the subtle changes in Teacher Zhou's facial expression.

Teacher Zhou spoke first, "Do you think this is your home? Do you know how precious parents' time is? They come here to see their children in class and hear about their children's grades! If you want to argue about this, you can just come to the office after class and talk it over!"

Yang Shuang got excited when she heard that. She said in a bossy tone, "Right. Why do you let others listen to your zero-point essay? You're so shameless!"

The director of the Education Bureau standing at the door glanced at Teacher Zhou in front of him and frowned slightly. He had just walked here and had already heard the general situation.

Teacher Zhou gave full marks to the student who plagiarized and even brought him to the podium to praise him profusely. This move clearly violated the principle of fairness in education, betrayed the trust parents placed in the school, and affected the teacher's credibility.

The director of the Education Bureau thought to himself that if this kind of teaching atmosphere was not strictly rectified, it would probably have a very negative impact on students.

The principal was a keen observer. He immediately noticed the apprehension in the old cadre's eyes and quickly stepped forward, bowing apologetically to the parents below the podium. He gestured for Teacher Zhou to calm down and said in the gentlest tone, "Dear parents and students, why don't we be judges and listen to this student's composition? That way, we can more fairly judge its true nature."

After the principal finished speaking, he gently patted Teacher Zhou on the shoulder, signaling her to give the student a chance, and asked Xie Yan to read her composition aloud.

Teacher Zhou took a deep breath, and although he was reluctant, he still followed the principal's advice.

She turned to look at Xie Yan with a complicated look in her eyes. She had been teaching for more than 20 years, and when she was about to retire, she fell into the hands of an eight-year-old child.

The atmosphere in the classroom became subtle. The parents' eyes were full of expectations and doubts, while the students were a little excited and curious.

The director of the Education Bureau stood quietly by, his eyes fixed on Xie Yan. His expression was serious as he thought carefully about Xie Yan's article.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xie Yan was not at all nervous. She exuded a calmness and confidence beyond her peers.

She cleared her throat calmly and began to read: "The title is "If Memory Can Be Transplanted"..."

As Xie Yan's voice rang out, only her voice echoed in the entire classroom, and every word was clearly heard by everyone.

Her articles are not those that are full of flowery words. On the contrary, they are written in simple language and with sincere emotions.

Xie Yan's composition is not only precise in word choice but also sincere in emotion. She uses a child's perspective to describe the little bits of beauty in future life and her infinite longing for the future.

Her articles are full of patriotism and profound ideas, and a strong sense of national pride emerges from her passionate reading.

The parents began to nod in approval, and the students looked at them with admiration.

Even Teacher Zhou was moved by Xie Yan's writing and speech, and the resentment in her eyes was gradually replaced by admiration.

When Xie Yan read that the motherland will have its own aircraft carrier in the future and that foreigners are lying on the new energy vehicles made in my country to thoroughly observe and learn from them, many parents' eyes flashed with emotion, and some even quietly wiped away tears from the corners of their eyes.

The students were also deeply attracted and began to imagine how powerful and wealthy the country would be in twenty years.

Especially Xie Yan's emotional reading, which makes people feel as if they are on a warship, looking down on the world and feeling pity for the people.

After the reading, there was warm applause in the classroom.

The director of the Education Bureau's expression eased somewhat, and even a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. He nodded with satisfaction, seemingly delighted with Xie Yan's performance.

The principal also showed a gratified smile and said softly to Teacher Zhou, "You see, sometimes when we give children a chance, they will bring us unexpected surprises."