By the time I reached thirty, I hadn't managed to provide any of the happiness I wanted for my wife. I also still couldn't become the support my parents relied on. At this turning point in my fate, my income suddenly began to increase randomly. (A daily life tale in a wealthy family setting, featuring a single female lead and no harem.)
Chen An'an couldn't play casually anymore.
She obediently followed Bai Xin into her two-story children's room.
The room was beautifully decorated and spacious.
Bai Xin believed that there was always a reason why kids didn't like studying, like how she could always come first because she truly wanted to be first.
The daughter of the uncle's family was different; she seemed completely unaware of the importance of studying or even the idea of wanting to learn.
If her mindset wasn't fundamentally changed, even the best teachers would be useless.
Actually, a good teacher mainly works to ignite students' desire to learn.
Only then can they become self-motivated to improve.
If they can't even do that, the good will always be good, and the bad will always be bad.
This was precisely the current state of domestic education.
She decided to start with a psychological approach.
"An'an, can you tell the teacher what your dream is when you grow up?"