Ruixi asked Luo Xiu, "Uncle Chen, can I go to receive the award?"
In a fit of anger, Luo Xiu kicked Rui Xi, knocking her to the ground.
"What's the point of getting second place? It's because you painted too slowly. Otherwise, you would have finished the other nine paintings, and first place would have been yours. You're as stupid as a pig. No wonder you're not as good as An'an at everything."
"What are you doing?" Lu Zhiwei walked over to stop Luo Xiu's violent behavior.
Angel rushed over and caught Mizuki, who had fallen to the ground.
Mizuki's eyes were brimming with tears, but she didn't dare to cry out loud.
Luo Xiu was in a bad mood and chose to ignore Lu Zhiwei's questioning.
"The three of you are quite in sync, making a fool of myself all day. I shouldn't have come today."
Luo Xiu snorted coldly and turned to leave.
Lu Zhiwei went over to check on Ruixi.
Angel had already carried Ruixi away.
Shen Jinmo carried Lu Anyu down from the podium. Lu Anyu, wearing a medal around his neck, was photographed several times by the teacher for publicity purposes.
Shen Jinmo patiently waited for him to finish taking photos.
After stepping down from the stage, Lu Anyu held Shen Jingmo's hand and said, "I wish you could always be my dad. Not just today, but every day from now on, I want you to be my dad. Uncle Shen, can you try your best?"
“Okay.” Shen Jinmo stopped in her tracks, squatted down, and held his small shoulders.
"Uncle Shen did such a great job today, can I ask you for a reward?"
"What reward do you want?" Lu Anyu asked, his big, dark eyes wide open.
"Can I have just one of your hairs?"
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