"Qianqian, I'm sorry, it's all Mom's fault..."
Gu Mei felt incredibly guilty when she thought about how she hadn't known her daughter couldn't eat raw food and had still let her eat it.
Incidentally, I also thought about the 16 years of poverty that Mu Qian endured with her adoptive parents.
Her eyes immediately welled up with tears.
Mu Qian's heart was touched, and she comforted her softly, "Mom, it's all in the past."
"Shallowly..."
"Mom, I suddenly crave your seaweed soup!" Mu Qian interrupted Gu Mei's guilty words with a smile.
Gu Mei stared blankly at her daughter, who had started to become closer to her today, and felt a warmth in her heart.
"I'll make it for you right away." Gu Mei smiled through her tears and got up to go to the kitchen.
Mu Yao remained silent, only looking at Mu Qian with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
However, that hint of doubt was quickly replaced by a smile that was almost imperceptible.
Soon, Gu Mei made seaweed soup, and the maid, Aunt Liu, also cooked a few more dishes.
Without Mu Silian, the family enjoyed their meal with extra ease and joy.
“Oh right,” Mu Qian said, taking a sip of soup as she thought of something, “The Dream Fly production team called me and invited me to participate. I’m going to record it the day after tomorrow.”
"Was that show tough?"
Unlike when Mu Silian mentioned recording "Dream Fly," Gu Mei was now somewhat worried when she heard that Mu Qian was also going to the show.
Mu Qian smiled and said, "Mom, it's just a variety show."
"Qianqian, if you need anything from home, be sure to ask, okay?" Gu Mei was still worried.
"good!"
Mu Qian originally wanted to refuse directly, but after thinking about it, she obediently nodded in agreement.
"I'll go to school to ask for leave this afternoon," Mu Qian said. "I probably won't be able to go to school intermittently during this recording."
"Will Dad take you to school?" Mu Yuancheng asked.
"No, I can go by myself." Mu Qian said, then suddenly turned her head to look at Mu Yao beside her.
I noticed a carrot that had been picked out from the little boy's plate, so I immediately reached out and ruffled his hair.
"Mu Qian!" Mu Yao frowned.
"Call me 'sister'!" Mu Qian glared. "And, no picky eating!"
Then, glancing at the carrot that had been set aside, he said, "Eat it."
His tone was slightly threatening.
Mu Yao, "..."
Mu Yuancheng and Gu Mei exchanged a glance but remained silent.
Um!
My son really dislikes carrots.
Even if they deliberately cut the carrots into very small pieces and mixed them into the dishes, the son would be very patient and even manage to pick them out little by little without getting impatient or angry.
"I..." Mu Yao's lips tightened slightly as he looked at Mu Qian with a slight frown.
Mu Qian looked like there was no room for negotiation.
Mu Yao clenched his fist, and finally, with Mu Yuancheng and Gu Mei's eyes practically popping out of their sockets in astonishment, he silently ate the carrot.
"That's a good boy!" Mu Qian praised, ruffling Mu Yao's hair again.
Mu Yao practically used every cell in his body to suppress the primal power surging within him, just to suppress the urge to go berserk.
Mu Qian raised an eyebrow slightly, then said, "Dad, Mom, I'm going upstairs to change my clothes for school."
Mu Yuancheng and Gu Mei responded, then both suppressed their laughter as they looked at the little boy's face, which was flushed from holding back his laughter.
"Is it that funny?" Mu Yao pursed his lips as he looked at his parents.
"Cough cough!"
Mu Yuancheng coughed lightly to cover it up, looking at Gu Mei as if he didn't know what had just happened.
"Honey, is there a board meeting this afternoon?"
"Huh?" Gu Mei reacted for a moment, "Oh, right, there's a meeting!"
"Oh, shall we go together later?"
"Okay!"
Then, the couple left as if nothing had happened.
Mu Yao was left sitting there alone, the lingering taste of carrots in his mouth driving him crazy.
...
The office of senior high school teachers at Dicheng No.1 High School.
"Ask for leave?"
Liu Lan, the homeroom teacher of Class 3, Grade 12, looked at Mu Qian and sneered.
"Mu Qian, your grades are already so bad, how dare you ask for leave?"
She originally thought she was a shoo-in for the Outstanding Class Teacher award.
Who knew that Mu Qian would transfer in?
At first, she thought that the school's arrangement meant that anyone who could get into her third class must be good.
But unexpectedly...
Mu Qian's foundation is poor, and she doesn't even study. She also frequently takes leave and doesn't come to school.
Class 3 produced someone who was at the bottom of the entire grade. Forget about being an outstanding homeroom teacher, she had nowhere to hide her face!
"Mu Qian, look at your scores from the last diagnostic test..."
Liu Lan slammed the test paper directly in front of Mu Qian.
"It's one thing to skip the big questions, but the multiple-choice questions... look at you, you managed to perfectly miss the correct answer for every single one!"
"With grades like that, you still have the nerve to ask for leave?"
Do you even know how to spell the word "shame"?
"Have you said enough?" Mu Qian asked indifferently, looking at Liu Lan's exasperated expression.
He then glanced at the document about selecting outstanding homeroom teachers placed next to his desk.
"To be recognized for excellence, one must first and foremost act like a role model for teachers!"
"Mu Qian, what are you saying?"
Liu Lan seemed to have been hit where it hurt, and immediately slammed her hand on the table and roared.
"Also," Mu Qian said, a slight smile playing on her lips, pointing to the computer screen, "Teacher, you solved this problem wrong!"
"How can someone who lacks solid professional knowledge be rated as outstanding?"
After saying this in a cool tone, Mu Qian turned around.
"Mu Qian, you stop right there!" Liu Lan was completely enraged. "You academic failure, how dare you say I solved the problem wrong!"
Mu Qian ignored her and walked out on her own.
Asking for leave is out of a sense of responsibility and courtesy.
Does it matter to her whether or not the application is approved?
"Teacher Liu, there's a problem you just sent me, and I got one of the solutions wrong!"
Just then, a figure rushed in.
"Director Zhang wants you to come over!"
Mu Qianwei paused slightly, turned her head to look at Liu Lan, a cold sneer flashing across her lips before she turned away with an air of arrogance and composure.
"Impossible!" Liu Lan couldn't care less about Mu Qian's mocking expression just now.
"Take another look at the last question!" the visitor said. "The answer should be..."
Mu Qian went downstairs and walked out of the school.
Passing by the results bulletin board, I saw the scores from the last monthly exam posted.
There's a tradition at Dicheng No.1 High School that the top three students in each grade are always highlighted in red.
The last three will also be highlighted in red.
One is heaven, the other is earth.
One represents glory, the other represents humiliation.
"慕思恋" is in the last red position marked in red.
As for Mu Qian...
I'm very fortunate to be in the last position marked in red.
However, Mu Silian came in third place, while Mu Qian came in last.
"Murong truly embodies the idea that what doesn't exist in reality, you can have in your fantasy..." Mu Qian sighed with a somewhat speechless smile, then turned and left the school.
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