Chapter 10: After a while, the class monitor was completely kidnapped.
Monday arrived in the blink of an eye. Lin Youcheng had ironed her school uniform jacket and hung it in the cloakroom. After washing up, Lin Yihuan combed her long, slightly wavy hair into a cute bun, adorned with an adorable strawberry clip. She ran barefoot into the cloakroom, and Lin Youcheng, seeing this, shouted, "Lin Yihuan, you're not wearing slippers again! No wonder your stomach hurts..."
Hearing her father's irritable voice, Lin Yihuan quickly picked out a pair of socks and put them on, then grabbed a pair of slippers and put them on as well, otherwise she would get scolded again.
After Lin Yihuan changed into her school uniform, she couldn't find the bow tie and school badge.
"Dad, have you seen my bow tie and school badge? I can't find them..."
Lin Youcheng poked her forehead helplessly and said, "You little scatterbrain, don't worry, it's all here. Just don't throw things away next time, or I won't be responsible for you if you lose them."
Lin Yihuan playfully stuck out her little tongue and said perfunctorily, "Okay!!"
After breakfast, Lin Youcheng reached out and picked up Lin Yihuan's schoolbag to take her to school. He stuffed several hand warmers into her schoolbag, filled her thermos with brown sugar water, and then added a few strawberry-flavored candies.
Lin Yihuan squatted in front of the shoe cabinet, picking out what shoes to wear today. Lin Youcheng walked over and picked out a pair that was more comfortable for her, saying, "Baby, wear these..."
Before I even got to school, I received a call from the dance academy affiliated with S city, saying they were waiting for us at No. 1 Middle School.
Class 3, Grade 1
Duan Jiahe walked in looking dejected and pulled up Lin Yihuan's chair to sit down.
"Brother Lu, the dance academy affiliated with our school is trying to poach our students."
Lu Xingche glanced at him sitting in Lin Yihuan's chair, frowned, and felt very uncomfortable.
"Duan Jiahe, move aside..."
After Duan Jiahe got up, Lu Xingche took out disinfectant wipes from his school uniform pocket and carefully wiped the chair Duan Jiahe had sat on, not even sparing the table.
Duan Jiahe: "..." How come he's a virus?
Duan Jiahe glanced at Lu Xingche's expression and immediately cowered, muttering resentfully, "Just keep wiping, or the class monitor will be completely lured away..."
Lu Xingche paused slightly as he wiped the table, then looked up at him, signaling him to continue.
Duan Jiahe immediately perked up and said, "The affiliated high school of the dance academy is trying to recruit us. They're waiting for the class monitor at the school gate..."
Lu Xingche threw the wet wipe into the trash can in a parabolic arc, then grabbed Duan Jiahe and sprinted towards the school gate.
You dare to dig up my class monitor?!
When Lu Xingche and Duan Jiahe arrived, Lin Yihuan had just entered the school gate with her schoolbag, and Lin Youcheng followed her around, worried about her.
Immediately afterwards, someone from the affiliated high school pulled Lin Yihuan aside and said, "Hello, Lin, we are from the affiliated high school of S Dance Academy. We watched your competition before and think you are very talented. Would you be interested in coming to our academy?"
Lin Yihuan politely thanked them, then said with a smile, "Teachers, thank you so much for your kindness. However, I only learn dance as a hobby, and my future career will definitely not be related to dance. You are all busy, and I have to go to class, so I won't bother you any longer..."
After waving goodbye to Lin Youcheng, she was about to walk into the school when a teacher from the affiliated high school grabbed her and whispered in her ear, "I respect your choice. I hope you won't regret it later. Don't even think about participating in dance competitions anymore..."
Lin Yihuan responded nonchalantly, "Oh, so what?"
Lin Yihuan shook off her hand and strode into the campus. Lin Youcheng watched his daughter enter the campus safely, glanced at the teachers with disdain in his eyes, and then drove to the police station.
Lin Yihuan looked at the group standing not far from the school gate and asked in confusion, "Why are you all here? Planning to skip class?"
Before Duan Jiahe could say anything, Lu Xingche said in a low, slightly hoarse voice with a wronged expression, "I didn't!"
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