"Dad, before I answer your question, I have to confess something to you. I know the two people at the car accident scene yesterday. Cheng Maixiang was my classmate in college."
Lu Chengyi was stunned for a moment before he realized what she said, "Then why didn't she even say hello to you at the scene yesterday?"
"Today at school, she told me that when she saw me, she was thinking of letting the matter go for my sake, but she didn't expect her brother to come up and complain first. She can't tolerate any sand in her eyes, so she simply ignored me and told me everything."
Lu Chengyi nodded. He saw Lu Genggeng's arrogance. Even he found it intolerable, let alone outsiders.
"Dad, I think that although what happened to my brother was a bad thing, it would be a good thing if he could learn a lesson from it. As long as he knows his mistakes and can correct them, Dad, please forgive him. After all, he is still young, and maybe he will get better when he grows up."
The more Lu Chengyi listened, the more he felt that his daughter was sensible. It was a pity that his son was spoiled by his mother and did not understand his painstaking efforts at all.
Seeing that he was somewhat discouraged, Lu Chengcheng advised, "Dad, go see your younger brothers and sisters in a few days. If they realize their mistakes, you can take them back. It's not good for the family to be separated like this forever."
Thinking of Lan Lili pointing at him and scolding him before she left, he felt extremely irritated and responded casually, "Let's talk about it later."
Lu Chengcheng handed him the diary and said, "Dad, this is Mom's diary. If you want to read it, take it home and read it."
"Okay, then you go ahead and get busy. Dad's going out first." Lu Chengyi took the well-preserved diary, walked to the door, and said, "After school tomorrow, don't go home. Come directly to my workplace and we'll go to a restaurant for dinner together."
"Okay." Seeing that he was so determined, Lu Chengcheng nodded and agreed.
"Well, the solution I came up with is pretty good, isn't it? Doesn't your relationship with your dad have improved a lot?"
The cafeteria was crowded as usual at lunchtime. Fortunately, Cheng Maixiang found three empty seats in the corner, and the three of them sat down and chatted while eating.
"Well, Peiling, you asked me to find a way to make my dad remember my mom. I brought him to my room and found my paintings. He did talk to me a lot, and he also asked me to meet him at his workplace after school this afternoon. He wanted to take me to a restaurant to celebrate my paintings being reprinted in the provincial capital's daily newspaper."
Cheng Maixiang saw a faint smile on her face. It seemed that she still wanted her father to pay attention to her. "Then do you know what you are going to do when you go to dinner with your father this time?"
Seeing Lu Chengcheng's bewildered expression, completely unaware of Cheng Maixiang's intentions, Ruan Peiling couldn't help but laugh. "Maizi, I suddenly feel guilty. I feel like we're corrupting a good child. What do you think we should do?"
Lu Chengcheng quickly shook his head. "No, no, you are all my good friends. You are all trying to help me. I am very grateful, really."
Cheng Maixiang chuckled and patted Ruan Peiling on the shoulder.
"Okay, since Chengcheng likes to take everything seriously, stop teasing her," Cheng Maixiang turned and said to Lu Chengcheng with a smile, "While we're having dinner together, you should invite your father to our school's welcome party this weekend so he can see his daughter's performance."
According to the previous practice of the Provincial Capital University, the welcome party is always scheduled in late April, and this year is no exception. Ruan Peiling and Su Zhiyun have discussed and encouraged talented students to actively sign up to participate, and they especially welcome novel program formats.
Ever since the Student Union issued the notice, Ruan Peiling has been encouraging her two friends to sign up, but Cheng Maixiang has no special talents and is busy with the clothing store, so she directly refused.
Lu Chengcheng, on the other hand, was eager to try. Ever since the comic strip in the school newspaper column came out, it had received unanimous praise from many classmates. She had gained some confidence in herself. Moreover, she was now also the correspondent of the school student union in the Chinese department, so naturally she wanted to contribute to the school student union.
She thought of many programs, but later she found that she was not good at singing, dancing or reciting, and the worst thing was that her legs would go weak involuntarily when she thought about performing in front of so many people.
She asked for help from two good friends. Ruan Peiling thought of many programs but none of them were suitable. However, Cheng Maixiang gave her a good idea and asked her to perform a sand painting show.
Few people of this generation have heard of sand painting, and Ruan Peiling and Lu Chengcheng are no exception. It was not until Cheng Maixiang explained the relevant principles to them that they suddenly realized it.
The format of this program is very novel, and more importantly, during the performance, the painter does not appear on screen at all. All the audience sees, apart from the ever-changing sand painting on the glass, is the painter's hand. This kind of program is simply tailor-made for Lu Chengcheng.
Lu Chengcheng agreed without hesitation. When she was a child, she had no playmates and was extremely lonely. She often drew in the sand alone, so sand painting was not unfamiliar to her. However, she had never thought that sand painting could be performed as a show.
Now that Cheng Maixiang said that she could also invite her father to watch her performance, she couldn't help but feel excited.
After class in the afternoon, Lu Chengcheng took the bus and got off in front of the gate of the Provincial Capital Hospital. Seeing that there was a guard room next to the gate, she walked to the door and knocked gently.
A man in his fifties walked out of the door and saw a girl of eighteen or nineteen, carrying a schoolbag, standing timidly at the door. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Hey classmate, who are you?"
"Hello, uncle!" Lu Chengcheng said softly, "I'm looking for Director Lu Chengyi."
The old man looked her up and down and asked, "Who are you to Director Lu?"
"Uncle, I'm her daughter. My name is Lu Chengcheng."
Director Lu’s daughter?!
The old man stared at her in surprise. She had seen Director Lu's daughter before. She was much prettier than this one, but she was also arrogant and looked down on others.
Lu Chengcheng felt embarrassed by his stare, "Uncle, is it inconvenient to go in? Then I'll wait for him to get off work at the door."
The old man immediately felt an indescribable liking for the girl. Look at this girl, how polite she is. She calls him "old man" and doesn't look down on him just because he is a gatekeeper.
"Wait a minute, I'll call and ask." The old man picked up the phone and hung up the internal line. After a while, he said with a smile, "Student, come in. It's in the second room on the east side of the third floor."
"Thank you, sir." Lu Chengcheng thanked him and entered the office building. He came to the director's office and knocked on the door gently.
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