The fallen Sky Knight was the sky's tears, and with altitude still at hand, he wouldn't give up, Blood and Fire and Iron descended from the heavens, Behold, the heavens were crying! The roaring soul was rising through the sky!!!
"Volunteer teaching in remote mountain areas comes with age limits, under 30 years old you can teach up to three years, and under 50 you're allowed up to ten. Staff need to rotate to give new young people the opportunity. I've completed my three years, and besides, my father has found a job for me at the corporate group."
After explaining the rules and conventions of the international education organization, Teacher Shen Fei looked at Chen Fei with some regret. She would soon be leaving while he would remain here.
Though the two hadn't spent a long time together, they'd experienced more than most people ever would in their lifetime.
Her father was the deputy director of the local Northern Weapons Industry Group; finding jobs for his children was practically an unwritten benefit within the company.
Iron rice bowls passed down from generation to generation, with the precious 'water' never flowing into an outsider's field. After decades, it had become an impregnable giant entity.