Memories of the past flooded his mind, and Liang Shixian was a little dazed.
Elementary school.
"Daddy, Mommy! I'm the class monitor!"
On this day, Liang Shixian, who was only six years old, returned home with his school bag and excitedly shared his joy with his parents.
His mother gently took the bag and rubbed Liang Shixian's head.""Baby is awesome!"
"Mom, don't call me Baby anymore!" Liang Shixian said shyly. I'm the class monitor now, so I need to be more dignified."
His parents burst into laughter.
"Prestige?"
His father picked up Xiao Liang Shixian and placed him on his lap. He asked,""Then, son, what do you think a class monitor is?"
"The class monitor is the most outstanding person in the class! The best child! My classmates are so envious of me!"
"Yes, the most outstanding person and the best child. That's true, but not all of them.""Class monitor," his father said,"means responsibility. Do you know what responsibility it is?"
