Let's not do that!
I'm not wearing makeup today!
Besides, I didn't get enough sleep today, and my eyelids are a bit swollen. It's so uncomfortable.
The receptionist was like an emotionless robot, politely smiling, but not awkwardly looking at Lan Qingyue.
Lan Qingyue slowly pulled her mask down to her chin, then lifted her sunglasses and put them on her head. "I'm not wearing makeup. I shouldn't look too different from the photos, right? You can tell it's the same person, right?"
The receptionist handed the ID card back to Lan Qingyue with both hands. "Of course, Ms. Lan, please go to classroom 313 on the third floor. Chu Chu is having her art class in classroom 313 today."
Lan Qingyue: "Thank you, beautiful lady."
Lan Qingyue couldn't see the stairs, so she had to walk towards the elevator and go straight to the third floor.
The hallway is spacious enough that several children could easily play bumper cars in it.
The classrooms were divided into two sides, ten classrooms on each side. Lan Qingyue quickly glanced at them. Each classroom was quite large, with colorful small tables and chairs. Soft carpets covered the floor, and several children sat around the tables, their chubby little hands fiddling with something. The gentle and beautiful teacher walked quietly to each child, praising one and complimenting another with great patience.
Lan Qingyue looked up at the sign above. Chu Chu's classroom was the third one on the right. The professor's door was wide open, and he could see the little dumpling sitting on the pink carpet, her chubby legs swaying.
Lan Qingyue gently knocked three times. The teacher inside looked over, and it was another beautiful young woman, with her hair tied in a high ponytail, youthful and energetic. "Hello, I'm Chuchu's mother. I'm here to accompany Chuchu..."
The teacher understood. "Hello, hello, you must be Chuchu's mother. Chuchu's grandmother has already given instructions. Please come in."
As the teacher spoke, Chu Chu's attention was immediately drawn to her. The little one pushed herself up from the carpet, took short strides, and wobbled over, grabbing Lan Qingyue's leg with both hands. "Mommy, you're back! Chu Chu missed Mommy so much~~~"
The little guy's face was pressed against Lan Qingyue's leg and distorted, chubby and tender, making Lan Qingyue's hands itch, and she really wanted to pinch it.
But it was class time, so she stopped pinching him. She gently pushed Chuchu away, squatted down, and said, "Chuchu, I'm here with you this morning. You have to study hard, okay?"
The little one nodded emphatically, her double chin looking even plumper, and said in a sweet and earnest tone, "Mommy Chuchu is very serious~"
Lan Qingyue patted Chu Chu on the back, "Then go to class, don't keep your teacher and classmates waiting."
There were other children in the classroom, including Qi Huanhuan and Xiu Kaijie, who greeted everyone very politely. There were also a few other children I didn't recognize, who also greeted me politely and shyly.
Lan Qingyue left the classroom; she had no intention of going back in to see Chu Chu.
The teacher came out and said to Lan Qingyue, "Chu Chu's mother, there are still more than ten minutes before the children's get out of class ends. You can look around at your leisure. Several parents are also looking around. You might bump into them as you walk."
Here, even though Lan Qingyue is a public figure, and even though the teacher has recognized her, out of politeness and out of a teacher's professional ethics, the teacher addresses all parents as "so-and-so's child's father" or "so-and-so's child's mother."
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