"Unity is strength———"

As soon as Jiang Cheng sang the first line, half of the people inside the bus started laughing.

No other reason, the note was way off!

Jiang Cheng laughed awkwardly while holding the microphone, "Singing isn’t my strong suit, let me try again."

As she started again, just when she sang the word "Unity," a teacher stopped her.

"Let me start."

"Alright, that’s great!"

Jiang Cheng quickly supported the teacher in standing up. She held the microphone while the teacher faced it, waving his arms.

"Unity.... is.... strength.... sing!"

With the word "sing," the teachers inside the bus began singing in unison.

Jiang Cheng looked admiringly at the teacher who had started, her eyes full of respect.

The teacher she admired felt a strong sense of being needed, sitting back down with a satisfied expression.

The song was quickly finished, and Jiang Cheng suggested singing another one.

Without any doubt, Jiang Cheng was again pushed aside, and another teacher took the lead.

Jiang Cheng transformed once more into a cheerleader, interacting with the whole bus, inviting one teacher to sing a duet, and another to dance together.

If someone was observant, they would notice that Jiang Cheng only invited the slightly extroverted teachers, while those introverted and somewhat socially anxious sat quietly, going with the flow.

On the way back, due to the enthusiasm for singing, no one realized the bus had been driving for over an hour, far exceeding the time spent going.

After the singing ended, Jiang Cheng transformed into "Ten Thousand Whys," humbly seeking advice from the teachers.

Asking the history teacher about history, the etiquette teacher about etiquette, and the language teacher about language.

In every teacher’s familiar field, as the questions got answered, they became more and more relaxed.

It was like returning to a classroom with free speech and heated discussions.

When the bus stopped, everyone still felt a bit unsatisfied.

"We have arrived, teachers."

Jiang Cheng assisted each teacher off the bus, reminding and advising them where their rooms were.

After helping the last teacher, Jiang Cheng transformed into a volunteer water delivery person, starting to deliver water and hot water bags to every room.

As for the hot water bags, Jiang Cheng requested Director Leng to approve them.

Aiming to spend the director’s money, not her own.

After this busy session, Jiang Cheng returned to her room, already past eleven.

She quietly washed up outside, trying not to make a sound as she went back into the room.

Jiang Cheng tiptoed, bent down, and moved her head little by little, feeling like a sneaky thief.

Teacher Qi opposite wasn’t asleep at all, but she didn’t intend to expose Jiang Cheng’s kind intentions.

Jiang Cheng quietly climbed into bed, tucked herself in, and went to sleep.

That night, many teachers felt a tiny bit less stressed.

With Jiang Cheng, they felt needed, as if they were still valuable?

Holding onto this curiosity, the night passed quickly.

When Jiang Cheng got up, more than two-thirds of the teachers were already awake.

Around five in the morning, all twenty teachers were up. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

The bus would come to pick them up at six, with just an hour to go.

Jiang Cheng decided to organize all the teachers to stand on the open ground outside the guest house, in four rows with five people each.

She led at the very front.

"Everyone follow me, one two three four, five six seven eight, two two three four, five six seven eight."

Under Jiang Cheng’s leadership, the improved fitness routine began.

Initially, many teachers were shy to do it, but couldn’t resist Jiang Cheng’s enthusiasm burning for all twenty.

By the time the bus came, the teachers were able to do it skillfully, even starting to get addicted.

Learning a new move felt impressive.

Noticing everyone’s lingering desire, Jiang Cheng’s lips curved slightly upwards.

What is this, the square dance of the future is famous worldwide.

At the moment, she hasn’t added music yet!

After the morning exercise, all the teachers were energetic, a stark contrast to yesterday’s somber atmosphere.

The bus headed to the guest house, arriving in under half an hour.

Director Leng had not yet approached when he saw the teachers in groups of three, pairs, discussing passionately.

He nodded repeatedly.

"As expected of seasoned teachers, each so dedicated, discussing the syllabus so attentively."

Director Leng smiled as he walked over.

Hmm?

What is swinging arms back? What kind of new question type is thirty-degree foot lifting?

In Director Leng’s bewilderment, Jiang Cheng waved and greeted him.

"Good morning, Director Leng!"

Director Leng looked at Jiang Cheng, no need to ask, this must be Jiang Cheng’s doing.

"What are they discussing?"

"The foundation of the revolution."

Jiang Cheng spoke earnestly, seeing Director Leng even more confused, she simply explained:

"The body is the foundation of the revolution; without good health, how can we manage, so we started with a morning exercise."

"By the way, Director Leng, I’d like to apply for some funds for our morning exercise, we’re feeling something’s missing."

Director Leng clicked his tongue, making sounds.

"Yesterday applying for microphones, hot water bags, today what next?"

Jiang Cheng was quite innocent.

"Director Leng, considering our relationship, if I were to mislead you, I’d feel uneasy, so I decided to be honest."

"Ah———" Jiang Cheng deliberately sighed, continuing, "Who knew, being a good person is so hard, guess I won’t tell the truth——"

"Alright, alright, I’ll give it to you! You go write the application——"

Director Leng hurriedly interrupted Jiang Cheng, this little ancestor whose family lived on tricks, what else could he do!!

Jiang Cheng immediately, smiling, took out a pre-written application from her backpack and handed it to Director Leng.

"Trouble you, the pen is here."

Director Leng glared at the filled-out form, almost wishing to poke two holes in it, his teeth nearly grinding out sparks.

Wasn’t it agreed not to mislead?

What about integrity? What about mutual trust?

He seriously suspected the prior conversation was just a part of Jiang Cheng’s deceit.

Jiang Cheng chuckled, without a hint of embarrassment, "I just know Director Leng is dedicated to education, foresighted, with a heart for cultivating talents for the country, someone with your vision would surely agree; I’m mainly saving some time."

"I’m not saving for myself, mainly for education."

Director Leng signed his name, listening as Jiang Cheng finished her flattery.

Why not listen, he earned it with his being tricked.

After signing, Director Leng waved Jiang Cheng away, "Go quickly."

"Roger that!"

Jiang Cheng, with her backpack, quickly ran to catch up with the front teachers, entering the canteen together.

Director Leng called over Xiao Zhao, asking about the teachers’ morning activities.

After hearing, Director Leng didn’t feel so bad, the group clearly displayed a change from their previous state.

"Not bad, follow Jiang Cheng’s arrangement."

"Understood!"

Mr. Zhao took the task and headed to prepare, while Director Leng looked forward to the transformation of the teachers after today.

Forty minutes later, after breakfast, the teachers and Jiang Cheng were listening to Mr. Zhao arranging the day’s tasks.

"This morning, we’ll arrange for an on-site assessment of the trainees, teachers will board the bus, and you’ll soon learn how to evaluate."