"We still have one spot available for this art competition. The two children are about the same level, so we'd like to hear about the parents' plans for their children's futures."

"For example, if you want to develop professionally in this area, we will give you priority."

Yu Rou said, "In that case, I think we should ask the children to come over. I support children studying what they like. If she wants to major in fine arts, I support that, too."

Guo Ying asked, "Dad Peng Nuan, is this what you mean?"

Peng Bo said: "Okay, call the children over first and ask them what they think."

Peng Nuan and Feng Yueyue were soon called to the office.

Perhaps it was a coincidence, but Peng Nuan had never met Feng Yueyue face to face at school.

The moment Peng Nuan saw Feng Yueyue in the art teacher's office, his breathing almost stopped.

Although Feng Yueyue's appearance has been changing, she doesn't even look as much like Wan Jingjing as she did when she was a child.

But Peng Nuan's sense of crisis allows her to pay attention to details that everyone else would ignore.

This Feng Yueyue is most likely Nuannuan?

Even if she wasn't, she wouldn't take the risk.

Peng Bo saw his daughter's face turn pale when she looked at Feng Yueyue, and he thought Feng Yueyue was a difficult girl to get along with. He immediately became displeased.

Besides, my daughter loves painting so much, and I’m afraid that this spot will be taken away.

She asked with concern: "Nuannuan, tell Dad, do you really want to participate?"

Peng Nuan saw her father patiently asking her questions, and then saw that he didn't pay any attention to Feng Yueyue. Suddenly, she felt like she could breathe again.

Not only did Dad not recognize Feng Yueyue, but he also focused all his attention on himself.

She is the little princess that the Peng family has devoted all their efforts to cultivating!

She didn't want Feng Yueyue to touch anything that belonged to her.

Thinking of this, Peng Nuan said without hesitation, "Dad, I want to participate! I really want to."

On the other side, Yu Rou was also asking Yueyue: "My daughter, do you want to pursue a career in art in the future?"

Before Feng Yueyue could answer, Bloomberg and Mr. Guo had already made their positions clear.

"Our child's current tutor is an art professor from Kyoto University. From all aspects, we are more competitive."

"Teacher Guo, I don't think we need to consider this spot anymore. Can we just give it to them?"

Their family has all the conditions and teachers, so this spot is obviously more suitable for Peng Nuan.

Besides, it is inevitable that a father would favor his daughter. The Peng family only has this one child, so of course they hope she has all the opportunities she deserves.

Guo Ying...how can this parent speak so bluntly? It's so embarrassing.

"Dad Peng Nuan, this depends on what Yueyue's mother says."

It was originally just a matter between children, but I didn't expect the adults to speak so inappropriately.

Impolite and protective of his children, this is Yu Rou's impression of Peng Bo, and she will naturally not tolerate him.

"Dad Peng Nuan, I understand that this competition mainly depends on the child's level, right?"

"If we look at the tutors, we can also hire teachers from Kyoto University, and I can also hire designers from outside. Isn't that right?"

Peng Bo argued, "Our child is a native of Beijing, so his overall quality is naturally higher. There's nothing wrong with us giving him priority for this spot, right?"

Yu Rou retorted, "If that's the case, our child's qualities aren't bad either. Ever since transferring here, his grades have been among the best. Shouldn't we be given priority?"

The two people's conversation gradually became confrontational, and Guo Ying quickly intervened.

"Both parents have their own reasons. How about having both children draw the same picture and then compare them?"

Peng Bo said: "I don't think it's necessary. Peng Nuan is both a good student and a good person. No kid from the countryside can compare to her."

Yu Rou...I didn't check the almanac before going out today, and I met an idiot!

"Father Peng Nuan, what you said is wrong. What's wrong with coming from the countryside? Do you think I'm eating your rice? If you have the guts, why don't you stop eating the food grown by people in the countryside?"

"If you can go on a hunger strike, we'll give you this spot!"

Bloomberg...

Guo Ying...

Peng Bo: "Feng Yueyue's mother, I'm just stating the facts. Rural areas are inferior to cities in many aspects, and Peng Nuan received a better education than Feng Yueyue since childhood. This cannot be denied."

Yu Rou: "Dad Peng Nuan, did you look in the mirror when you went out today? You really are like Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, proclaiming yourself king!"

Phew!

Guo Ying: “I’m sorry, I, I, this is the first time I’ve heard this proverb.”

Being ridiculed by a woman, Peng Bo couldn't do anything, so he said angrily: "You, you, I won't argue with you!"

Yueyue, however, pulled Yu Roudao and said, "Teacher Guo, please give this spot to Peng Nuan."

Yu Rou said to Yueyue, "My daughter, if you want to go, then fight for it. Why should you give in? It would be fine if they just talked to you nicely, but I've never seen them step on others like this."

Yueyue explained, "Mom, that's not the case. I learned this painting from Sister Yanyan. Actually, I don't like it that much on my own."

"Compared to painting, I prefer dancing. Next year, I will try to participate in the city's dance competition."

Yu Rou: "Really?"

She was afraid that Yueyue would see her arguing and compromise, after all, this child has been very sensible since she was a child.

Yueyue nodded: "Really, I have been learning dance for a while. I really like it."

"On the contrary, I didn't study art that seriously when I was learning it. I just did it as a hobby. I might as well not waste my time on it."

Yu Rou touched Yueyue's head and said softly, "Okay then. If you like dancing, let's learn it."

After saying that, he turned to Peng Bo and said, "See? Some people are probably worse off than me, a rural kid. They don't know the difference between a rich and powerful son and a spoiled child!"

"My daughter hasn't taken painting seriously, but she can still draw like this. Today, we'll let you draw, and show you what noble character means!"

Phew!

A noble son from a poor family! A rich and luxurious woman! I don’t know if Peng Nuan’s father understood, but she did!

It means that there are talented people in poor families, and there are shallow and ignorant people in rich families.

Feng Yueyue’s mother is so cute!

Bloomberg...

Guo Ying said, "Yes, I'm sorry. I just thought Yueyue was very sensible to give up her spot."

"Peng Nuan's father, then we'll decide to let Peng Nuan participate."

"Well, now that the matter has been handled, thank you two parents for your support of the school's work. You can go back first."

"Peng Nuan, Feng Yueyue, you can go back to the classroom now."

Peng Nuan gave Feng Yueyue a hostile look before returning to the classroom. Regardless, the spot was hers.

Feng Yueyue didn't understand why, she just felt that the name Peng Nuan sounded a little familiar.

Yu Rou gave Peng Bo a final disdainful glance and turned away.

Bloomberg... I feel so bad! Even though I got a spot for my daughter, I still feel bad!

Looking at the behavior of this mother and daughter, rural women are really no good!