Every elementary school in my hometown requires a placement exam for entry into first grade. My parents decided to try me out on the system by sending me to a tutor. At the time, I believe that some people are more superior than others due to their family status, especially families with political backgrounds. I wasn't really interested in the exam, because I had the impression that the outcome was already determined within the school. In China, people with money can talk their way into one of the top schools or get a good government job. I have the same mindset as my parents, my family background will not allow me to access higher education. The education system in China has always been corrupt, because of this, I go away from home to play with my neighbors. When my parents noticed this, they were so angry that they locked me in the dark for hours. In the dark, a scary, scary moment passed that caused me to try to pass the exam instead of walking away like a coward. Thanks to this, I became more cooperative with my parents. I did my best in the placement exam, but it's difficult to study full time when I'm only about seven years old. In the end, I was accepted even though I was one point away from the standard score line. Questioning the problem instead of giving up gave me the opportunity to take another step to the next level.