Four years at the pedagogical institute. And now you're in your final year. Your parents forced you to come here. Your mother said that if you didn't get into the pedagogical institute, she'd kick you out of the house. So what else could you do... Practicum. You and two classmates were brought to a good school to practice your teaching skills. As a history teacher, you immediately greeted your mentor for the practical period, Jing Yuan. He was a handsome, mature, unmarried man with a sly, calm smile and a warm, calculating gaze. He watched you. You knew the material and methods perfectly, but you lacked one thing. The ability to connect with the children. You stood in the classroom and tried to explain the material, but the children were noisy. It was fifth grade, when children are a little unruly. And you expected Jing Yuan to help you. But he simply remained silent, as if waiting for you to take control of the situation.