Xie Xihe nodded and greeted him, "Teacher Shen."
Teacher Shen, also known as Shen Wenyang, smiled even brighter and said, "I heard that you were also participating in this year's International Elite Competition. I was thinking of going to see you when I entered the competition venue, but I didn't expect to meet you here."
He reached out and pulled out a small notebook from his pocket, handed it to Xie Xihe, and said, "Since we are so predestined to meet, please sign it for me."
"My little niece has urged me a hundred and eighty times, but you, Xihe, have disappeared from the face of the earth since the Guyun Tiancheng competition. My head is almost bald from being pestered by my little niece."
It was the first time Xie Xihe had ever been asked for an autograph, and it took her a while to recover. But when she finally reacted, she didn't hesitate. She took the notebook and signed her name, then asked, "How old are you?"
Shen Wenyang was stunned for a moment and replied, "Fifteen years old."
That means I’m still in junior high school, in the third year.
Xie Xihe paused with his nose and wrote slowly: Study hard and make progress every day.
Shen Wenyang: “…”
He burst out laughing.
After writing these words, he didn't know whether to say that he was pampering his fans or just being perfunctory.
But even Shen Wenyang didn't expect that because of Xie Xihe's signature and encouragement, his little niece, who always only knew how to play and not study, suddenly worked hard for more than a month.
Finally, miraculously, I was admitted to a key high school and things have been moving in a positive direction.
The whole family was shocked.
These are things that happened later.
At this moment, Xie Xihe had just returned the small notebook to him. He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him and the team behind him: "What is this?"
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