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While others are resting, Teacher He will give them feedback.

It was very hard work.

"Yuanhua, please sit down," He Tiantian said. "Let's take a look at your poetry!"

"Yes, thank you, Teacher He." Yuan Hua sat respectfully next to He Tiantian, looking very attentive.

He Tiantian smiled and said, "I don't have much insight into poetry, but I do know that literary works are all derived from reality but transcend it. Some are ornate, while others are simple, like the poets and lyricists of ancient times."

“Teacher He is right.” Yuan Hua’s eyes lit up. Literary works originate from reality but transcend it, which gave her a moment of enlightenment.

“Yes, but whether the language is ornate or simple, it’s all about expressing the poet’s emotions through poetry,” He Tiantian said. “That’s the true essence of poetry. In yours, there are some parts that I can’t see any emotion in; they just seem like a collection of words.”

Hearing what the teacher said, Yuan Hua was taken aback, his face flushed slightly, and he nodded, saying, "Yes, Teacher He is right!"

He Tiantian smiled and said, "Don't be discouraged. Poetry has always been a refined art form, requiring a person's delicate emotions and a keen eye for discovery."

“Yes, Teacher He, I’ve got it,” Yuan Hua said. “I know where my shortcomings lie now.”

"If you lack inspiration, you can observe more and think more," He Tiantian said. "Never forget your original intention, and you will achieve your goal."

He Tiantian simply pointed out the shortcomings of Yuan Hua's poetry, while also praising her.

Yuan Hua was not discouraged. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that his thinking was more open than before.

“Teacher He, I understand a little now,” Yuan Hua said happily, as if the veil that had been covering her eyes had been removed and everything had become transparent.

"Yes! You are very talented, keep up the good work," He Tiantian said with a smile. No matter what happens in the future, she has already done her best.

For the next two weeks, He Tiantian spent her time talking with her classmates.

Among them was a girl named Mo Xiaohui who loved romance novels, especially those by Eileen Chang, so He Tiantian suggested she write some romance novels; there was also a boy in the class named Ma Zichen who knew historical figures like the back of his hand, so He Tiantian suggested he write historical novels, and so on.

He Tiantian's efforts earned the gratitude of her classmates.

While they are studying hard, they are also cultivating their hobbies and future prospects.

Time flies, and winter is here in the blink of an eye.

The cold wind howled, and the snow fell heavily.

He Tiantian almost didn't want to leave the house, but she still had to go to school.

Fortunately, there are still two weeks until the exam. After finishing today's classes and preparing the exam papers, He Tiantian won't have to go to school.

When the exam comes, I can just go to the school to proctor it.

While He Tiantian was at home, the students were also busy reviewing their studies; no one wanted to fall behind in their learning.

If He Tiantian doesn't do well on the exam, she won't read their manuscripts anymore.

Therefore, the students were more attentive than usual, and with their good foundation, passing the exam was not difficult.

He Tiantian walked back from school, and Grandma Wang quickly stepped forward to help her brush the snow off, saying, "Oh, it's so pitiful that you have to go to work in this heavy snow. When are your exams? You can have a holiday after the exams."

"There are still two weeks until the exam, but I don't need to go to school during this time," He Tiantian said. "The students can study, and when the exam time comes, I can just go and proctor."

"Hmm, not bad," Grandma Wang said. "Come, come, quickly drink a bowl of ginger tea, and take this time to rest properly."

He Tiantian nodded and said, "Thank you, Grandma Wang. That's what I thought too."

With no need to go to school, He Tiantian had a lot of free time and was busy looking at the account books.

It's almost the end of the year, and business is at its best. We're currently stocking up on inventory.

Just as He Tiantian had a moment of peace, Huang Jingli arrived, beaming with delight.

"Sweetie, I have some good news for you," Huang Jingli said with a smile. This news made her even happier than the money her family was making.

He Tiantian asked in surprise, "What good news? You're pregnant again?"

"No, that's not true!" Huang Jingli laughed. "It's because Lin Xiaoru was chased and beaten all over the school by Qi Zhenzhen. Now almost everyone in their school knows that Lin Xiaoru seduced a married man."

"Hehe!" He Tiantian smiled slightly, "No wonder you're so happy!"

Huang Jingli smiled bitterly and said, "I've been tricked by Lin Xiaoru too many times. If I tell others, they might think I'm gloating or a petty person who's gotten away with something. I can only tell you, someone who knows Lin Xiaoru, that woman deserved what she got. She only cares about herself and never considers other people's feelings. She did such a vicious thing. If God doesn't punish her, someone else will."

"That's right," He Tiantian said with a smile. "You should keep the doors and windows closed, lest she come looking for trouble again."

Huang Jingli smiled smugly and said, "Hehe, probably not."

"Why?" He Tiantian asked, puzzled. "When a dog is cornered, it will do anything. If she's pushed to the limit, Lin Xiaoru is capable of anything."

"Hehe, so Lin Xiaoru went for an internship," Huang Jingli said. "I guess she slept with some school leader and was assigned to a large company under the jurisdiction of Nanshi. It seems to be a joint venture."

“Alright, Lin Xiaoru has started working now, and she’ll be able to earn money in the future,” He Tiantian said. “Although this woman is vicious, as long as she’s doing well, she’s eager to enjoy herself instead of seeking revenge.”

He Tiantian knows Lin Xiaoru very well.

Just like back in Qijia Village, Lin Xiaoru got a temporary job in the county town and went there happily, no longer having to work, and could dance and sing every day.

“Yes, you’re right,” Huang Jingli said. “Originally, I also wanted to write a letter of complaint to make Lin Xiaoru lose her job, just to vent my anger. But you’re right, she’s just a nuisance. She’s doing well and doesn’t care about anything else. She only cares about eating well, dressing well, and having fun. She won’t bother to cause me any trouble.”

"That's exactly what I mean. I'm glad you understand," He Tiantian said with a smile. "By the way, you've done a great job running your business back home."

"Yes, I'm working on it." Huang Jingli smiled. "On weekdays, I go to check on the temporary breeding farm that my family rents in the suburbs, look at the account books, and when I have free time, I read novels, books, and write some things."

He Tiantian asked curiously, "What are you writing?"

"Hehe, it's nothing, just writing a novel about educated youth." Huang Jingli smiled. "I want to record what I've heard and experienced in the form of a novel. Even if it's not published, I can still take it out for entertainment when I'm old."

"Okay, sure, let me see it when you have time. Maybe I can give you some advice!" He Tiantian said with a smile. She has read a lot and has the ability to appreciate art, but she can't write.

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