The newly developed game by Yiku Technology belongs to the children's educational category, and the test subjects were selected from kindergartens, which is perfectly fine.
Given that Yi Kangle was Yi An's son, no one thought much of it, and even the headmaster cooperated wholeheartedly with a smile.
Yi An looked around the classroom and only saw Yi Kangle enthusiastically introducing himself to the other children, but she didn't notice the other small figure.
He turned to the teacher next to him and asked, "Have all the children arrived?"
The teacher looked puzzled, glanced around, and nodded in confusion.
"The children are all here, and Xiao Bao is over there."
Yi An frowned and searched again, but still couldn't find the small figure.
He asked again, "Are you sure all the children are here?"
After repeated questioning, the teacher finally remembered Su Xiaoyu's existence.
She suddenly realized and explained, "There is one child missing. Su Xiaoyu is drawing in the classroom and didn't come over."
This explanation didn't seem to satisfy Yi An; instead, it made him furrow his brows into a tight knot.
"This test cannot miss a single child. I'll go find her and bring her over."
The teacher was taken aback, "President Yi!"
By the time she realized what was happening and tried to call out to her, she could only see Yi An's back as she left the classroom.
The teacher wanted to chase after her, but the principal stopped her.
Let him be.
Teacher: Principal, I now seriously suspect that you're being so easy to talk to because you accepted the testing fee from Xiaobao's father.
Yi An strode out.
As soon as I entered the classroom, I saw that familiar petite figure through the glass.
His expression softened unconsciously, and even his steps became lighter.
He carefully pushed open the classroom door, trying not to disturb her thoughts, and tiptoed behind her.
Su Xiaoyu was focused on the painting in her hands, seemingly oblivious to the sound of Yi An entering.
Yi An looked down at the painting in her hand; he had seen her paintings before.
Although the brushstrokes are childish, both the composition and the depiction are far beyond that of an average child.
It must be due to good genes from one of the parents.
only……
Yi An's brows furrowed slightly without her noticing.
"Why is everything black?"
He still asked the question that had been bothering him.
Su Xiaoyu ignored him and continued with her work without being affected.
But this did not stop Yi'an's wild thoughts.
Amidst these complex thoughts, a bad idea popped into my head.
"Could he be colorblind?"
The moment those words left his mouth, Yi'an realized how hurtful they were to a child, and he hurriedly covered his mouth.
Su Xiaoyu only paused when she first heard those words, and then had no other reaction.
Just as Yi An was feeling relieved, a small figure who had come looking for him was already standing at the classroom door.
Yi Kangle looked at the two figures leaning together and murmured to himself, "Why did Dad come to Xiaoyu?"
The test results were much better than expected. After thanking the principal for his cooperation, Yi'an headed home.
When Zhao Bowen arrived at Yi An's office, he found Yi An sitting in a chair, looking exhausted.
"It's just a test, why did you have to put yourself through this?"
Yi An ignored him and pointed towards the sofa.
"Give me the eye drops from my coat, my eyes are a bit dry."
Zhao Bo picked up his clothes, took out his eye drops, and was about to hand them over when he froze.
He withdrew his hand and looked at the unidentified black liquid in the eye drops.
"Are you sure this is eye drops?! Are you sure you won't become colorblind if you use it?!"
Upon hearing the words "colorblind," Yi'an's back stiffened.
Things probably won't turn out the way he guessed...
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