After leaving the restaurant, I didn't rush to find a job, but instead enrolled in a night school.

Lily taught me the phonetic and dictionary recognition methods, laying a foundation for me.

It further strengthened my unwavering awareness: knowledge changes destiny.

I rented a ten-square-meter basement near the night school and found a job as a home cleaner at a labor dispatch store.

The cleaning job only required daytime work, making it convenient for me to attend night school at night.

And so, I embarked on a life of working and studying.

After finishing classes, I had to complete the homework assigned by the teacher, and sometimes, I had to come up with questions for myself.

To save paper, besides formal assignments, I mostly used a pencil for other tasks.

After filling both sides, once I finished ten notebooks, I would erase the words written in the first notebook with an eraser and continue with new content.

Even while cleaning as a cleaner, I would memorize words.

During my second year at night school, I transitioned from being a cleaner through labor dispatch to working as a cleaner for a fixed employer.

The employer was a middle-aged female boss, with a neat short hairdo and a suit paired with high heels, resembling a successful female entrepreneur from television.

It happened that one time while cleaning, I was muttering and reciting the new knowledge I had learned.

Upon hearing me reciting the text, the employer learned about my work-study situation and asked me to work exclusively for her company as a cleaner.

Not only did my salary increase, but I no longer had to give half of it to the labor dispatch.

How could I not agree? It was truly a stroke of luck.

At that moment, I almost wanted to kneel down and kowtow to the employer.

"Studying is not an easy task, you must persevere," the employer said.

The employer also suggested that I could collect the company's waste paper, bind it into draft notebooks, and write on the back.

This way, I saved some expenses again.