After being reborn, I have seven older sisters.

Chunsheng and Hongqin were slightly startled. They exchanged a glance and stood still.

In their memory, their Chinese teacher, Wang Tianhe, was always gentle and calm in the face of adversity.

But something seemed off today. The atmosphere in the office, including that of the other three teachers, felt strange.

When the teachers saw the title on the cover of Chunsheng's competition essay, "A Day in the Life of a Grandparent and Grandchild," they all frowned instantly.

No matter how you look at it, this essay seems to have nothing to do with "science fiction," so Wang Tianhe quickly took out Hongqin's essay instead.

The four teachers' expressions softened slightly when they saw that Hongqin's essay was titled "A Day at the Weather Bureau".

"Read this first!"

As Wang Tianhe spoke, he opened the cover and began reading it carefully with the other three teachers.

Although the teachers' expressions initially held a hint of doubt and worry, halfway through, the teacher sitting next to Wang Tian nodded slightly, "This content is actually quite plausible; it has a touch of 'science fiction'!"

After reading everything, Wang Tianhe finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his lips. The atmosphere in the office was no longer as oppressive as before.

Wang Tianhe opened Chunsheng's essay cover again and reviewed the text with his colleagues.

Chunsheng and Hongqin leaned against a desk next to the door, their eyes fixed on the teachers who were reading the essays.

"How's it going? Is there anything else I can watch?"

Suddenly, a deep male voice drifted in from outside the door behind them.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man in his fifties with slightly graying temples and wearing thick glasses walked in.

"Hello, Principal Wang!"

"Hello, Principal Wang!"

Upon seeing this person, Chunsheng and Hongqin immediately stood up straight and nodded respectfully in greeting.

Principal Wang nodded and smiled at the two men, then walked straight toward Wang Tianhe and the others.

The visitor was named Wang Changqing, the vice principal of Qinyuan Middle School. He was in charge of specific tasks such as ideological and political education, teaching, and logistics at the school. He was the main person in charge of this provincial "Science Fiction" essay competition.

He originally thought this essay competition was just an ordinary competition within the province, but after he called an old classmate who was the secretary of a key high school in the provincial capital, he realized that this essay competition was not as simple as he thought.

In addition to the Provincial Party Committee Propaganda Department participating in this essay competition, I heard that several surrounding provinces are also carrying out similar activities.

According to his classmate who is a secretary, similar essay competitions have already started in some parts of the south, right after the Chinese New Year.

Although Shaanxi Province was not the last to start, it was already several months behind the southern provinces.

Moreover, his classmate who was also the secretary learned from a rumor that this essay competition seemed to be closely related to a major adjustment in education policy this year.

If a school stands out in this competition, it will not only greatly benefit its future reputation and applications for various national grants, but also the school leaders and teachers associated with the award will benefit.

A raise and a promotion are expected, and if you're lucky, you might even be transferred to a key school in the county or region.

Wang Changqing had no doubt about the gossip his classmate had shared.

Therefore, when he sent this message to the Chinese language group, he immediately made a promise to the teachers that if any student could win a prize in this competition, in addition to rewarding the student with 30 yuan, the substitute teacher would also receive the same amount of reward.

Wang Changqing knew very well that in this kind of provincial competition, no teacher or leader from any school dared to be 100% certain that their school's students would definitely win a prize; everyone was starting from roughly the same point.

That's why he did everything he could to push this matter forward, hoping to achieve some results.

However, to his surprise, just yesterday, after reading the essays submitted by several teachers for the competition, he was instantly discouraged, and even somewhat furious.

Because the articles he read, on the surface, were "science fiction" essays, but in reality, they contained a lot of folk mythology and legends, including all sorts of gods and ghosts.

Wang Changqing also knew that the students or teachers could not be entirely blamed, because there was very little science fiction literature in China at that time, and many science fiction novels published in magazines were just a sham.

It's supposed to be science fiction, but the content is actually a hodgepodge, a jumbled mess that's hard to categorize.

Wang Changqing would never allow such a shoddy job to happen at his school, because he firmly believed that a good start was half the battle.

Whether or not we win an award is another matter. We have to be on the right track from the very beginning. The whole article must be built on the big framework of "science fiction" and absolutely cannot be anything else.

Although Wang Changqing's major in college was not Chinese, he read extensively and had read one or two foreign science fiction novels in his early years.

Therefore, as soon as he arrived at work this morning, he immediately gathered all the Chinese language teachers and gave them a lesson on what constitutes a true science fiction novel.

They were also required to submit 8 to 10 truly meaningful science fiction essays by the end of the day, by whatever means necessary.

Then, from those essays, select five that are acceptable and submit them to the county education commission.

After a morning of hard work, the dozen or so Chinese language teachers at Qinyuan Middle School finally managed to put together three decent essays for Wang Changqing before lunch.

After reading them, Wang Changqing felt that although they were much better than the dozen or so he had read yesterday, they were still far from the kind of "science fiction" essays he wanted.

So, as soon as he started work in the afternoon, he immediately left his office and ran to the Chinese language group to check on the progress.

As soon as Wang Tianhe saw the leader arrive, he immediately stood up and said with a smile, "I just received two more papers. The one written by Song Hongqin is quite good, and I've just started reading the other one written by Song Chunsheng."

"Really? Then let me see the one Song Hongqin wrote!"

After taking Hongqin's essay, "A Day at the Weather Bureau," from Wang Tianhe, Wang Changqing raised an eyebrow slightly and smiled, saying, "This title is quite interesting. Alright, you two move on to the other essay; I'll take a look at this one, 'A Day at the Weather Bureau,' first!"

After Wang Changqing finished speaking, he ignored the others, pulled up a chair, sat down, and began to read attentively.

Just then, a high school teacher who was reading Chun Sheng's essay with Wang Tianhe suddenly exclaimed in surprise in a low voice, "Wow! This idea is absolutely brilliant, and the things mentioned in it are also very interesting!"

As the teacher spoke, he couldn't help but turn and glance at Chunsheng, as if wondering if he really wrote the essay.

Immediately afterwards, apart from Wang Tianhe, the other two teachers also turned to look at Chunsheng, their eyes flashing with curiosity.

After Wang Tianhe finished reading Chunsheng's entire essay, he didn't say anything. Instead, he looked at Chunsheng with a mixture of surprise and satisfaction, then let out a long breath, stood up, and walked to Vice Principal Wang Changqing.

"Principal Wang, please take another look at this. It should be the kind of science fiction you're looking for..."

At this moment, Wang Changqing had finished reading Hongqin's essay and was savoring the plot and its rich imagination.

He found the story's bold imagination of artificially intervening in the natural climate through human technology incredibly appealing!