"Modern silver-plated glass mirrors were introduced to my country in the early years of the Republic of China. It wasn't until the late 1920s that modern dressing tables appeared. Because glass doesn't wear easily, there's no need for a mirror cover."
After a whole night of ideological struggle, Ji Nianqin finally decided to wear the jeans. Unexpectedly, they looked really handsome, especially suitable for people with a tomboyish personality like her. Moreover, there were always gusts of cool breeze when she walked, which made her very comfortable. However, the long strip that was almost reaching her buttocks was torn, so Ji Nianqin tied it up with a silk scarf. Unexpectedly, the effect was so significant that her classmates blindly imitated it. It seems that the power of excellent role models is really important.
"Your V-neck is too revealing. Try covering it up with a scarf like the teacher. Look, how beautiful it is."
"You're showing too much thigh. It would be better to make a ribbon under your skirt. That way it would be beautiful and elegant."
Ji Nianqin is educating the children one by one by setting an example, not only teaching them theoretical knowledge, but also how to behave in society and be a good person.
"By the way, look at this, don't you look more like a student now? It will be a long time for you to become the person you want to be in the future, but the time you spend wearing a school uniform is very short, it will pass in the blink of an eye. That's why the teacher is so patient in educating you."
"Teacher, if you had come earlier, I wouldn't have to stop studying just because I hated my former homeroom teacher. Now I really regret it, because entering society too early is really not a particularly cool thing."
"It's not too late, everyone. Don't change your uniforms anymore. I understand that you're all striving for uniqueness. I used to be just like you, but back then, I didn't have the resources you have. I could only do things that girls can do. I envy you so much, you probably don't know. Okay, enough small talk, let's get started. Students who want to take notes, please take out your pens and paper. I'll finish what I left off from last class and give you a few final points."
"Some movies describe that Empress Dowager Cixi once had a dressing table with a bronze mirror half a person's height in the palace. Teacher, is that true?" A classmate interrupted again.
"I don't know about that, but I can study movies on my own after class."
"Mirrors originated during the Shang Dynasty. They were made of copper. One side of this mirror was polished to a shine, and the other side was engraved with patterns. Because bronze mirrors were primarily used to reflect one's own face, they were also called 'jian' or 'jingjian' (mirror mirror). Remember this; it will be tested on the exam."
"Teacher, do you have a big screen? We can just take a picture with our phones. We don't need to waste time memorizing it."
"No, put your phones away. A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. Are you really sure you will read it when you get back? I asked you to write so that you can digest it in class."
"But our brains are just like storage disks, not real things. Of course I need to go back and review them. Anyway, I'll be even less interested in reading the words I wrote down later. Wouldn't that be like learning in vain?"
Ji Nianqin pursed her lips. It seemed that although her classmates were small, they had a lot to do. Almost every classmate had his or her own unique ideas, which were much better than hers at that time. She even thought that she was the only one like that. She insisted that she was a genius who was reincarnated from a god.
It seems that when you arrive at a new place, your first job is to be a teacher, which seems to help you adapt to the city more quickly.
"I'll go back and research how to play the software on the big screen."
At this moment, Ji Nianqin's cell phone rang, and the call was actually from...
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