The days passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye it was late August.
Xiaosan Chen Lu held her birthday party at the Peace Hotel.
The one-year-old baby can barely utter a few nice words, and his parents can also call out clearly.
In a few days, Chen Anan will be in the last grade of elementary school.
Erpi Ya is about to enter the first grade. She has good grades and is quick to learn, so she doesn't feel too much pressure wherever she goes.
Chen Pingsheng still enrolled her in an international primary school, and the five-year-old girl carried a big schoolbag.
Running around the yard.
Chen Anan called over her good friends, Xiao Zi and Xiaomi, who were also second-generation members.
The three of them have the best relationship in the class, and Chen Pingsheng also knows their parents.
They hadn't gotten together during the summer vacation, and school was about to start, so Xiao Zi and Xiaomi came to her house together.
Chen Anan took them to her own Anle Fund, and Xiaozi and Xiaomi were so envious.
When I got home, I went to my parents and asked them to set up a fund like this.
After one person ate a small piece of pork, he immediately became obedient.
Although her family is rich, it is obvious that they are not rich enough to spend money recklessly.
Chen Anan also began to focus on her studies and even asked her cousin Xiao Le, who was in high school, to tutor her at home.
Xiao Le has been very happy recently. In the past, many of his classmates looked down on him at school because he was not a native of Shanghai.
Now that her uncle has given her mother a Cullinan, she feels so relieved.
Cousin An An needs to review her lessons, so as her cousin, she naturally has to take responsibility.
My eldest sister's two daughters have very good grades. If nothing unexpected happens, they will definitely have no problem getting into a 985 university in the future.
Unlike Chen Anan, who can only go to Harvard if she doesn't work hard.
This seems like an irony but it is also true.
After all, Harvard is a world-class university ranked high in the world, and Peking University and Tsinghua University are still far behind Harvard.
It would be difficult for An An to get into Peking University or Tsinghua University with this grade.
You don’t need to take an exam to get into Harvard, you can just donate money.
"Cousin, what do you say about me not attending an international school for junior high?"
"Aren't international schools good? Why don't you go there?"
"I want to make my dad proud with my performance." Chen Anan said seriously.
Xiao Le couldn't understand what she was thinking. His uncle was famous wherever he went, and besides, your grades wouldn't be good enough to shine.
The second girl played like crazy for two months, but she still got first place after going to school.
Chen Anan studied whenever she had free time during the summer vacation, and was able to barely maintain a middle ranking in the class.
Learning this thing obviously also requires talent.
"This is a bit difficult, isn't it?"
"It's only done if it's difficult."
Chen Anan said: "My father is so good to me. If I can't even do this, then I'm quite a failure."
"Okay!" Xiao Le agreed with this, but she didn't dare to say it directly.
"Public and private junior high schools prioritize academic performance. The pressure of studying in such places is much greater."
Chen Anan thought about it and decided to propose it to her father after finishing sixth grade.
I also studied for several hours in the afternoon.
She stretched and planned to go out for a walk with her cousin.
As for the second girl, she was digging the soil with her butt sticking out, and there was a mobile phone next to her that was live streaming.
The magic of the Internet is that everyone knows that she is the little princess of a wealthy family, but she never even shows her face during live broadcasts.
It is even more impossible to curry favor with the older brothers and sisters who give gifts.
But she receives nearly one million gifts every time she broadcasts live.
Those netizens just like to give gifts to people who are not short of money.
Isn’t that strange?
Erpi Ya doesn’t care about money at all. For her, if someone gives her a tip, it means they like her.
She never thought of using this thing to make money, but she could earn an ordinary person's ten-year salary in one day.
So far, she has never withdrawn the gift income in cash.
As usual, if I need money, I go to my dad. If I want to buy valuable items like a small hoe made of pure gold, I go to my mom.
"Erya, do you want to go out and play together?"
When her sister called her, the second girl thought about it and agreed.
He was too lazy to change his clothes and his body was dirty.
"Sister, where are you going to play?"
"Let's go shopping on Nanjing Street."
"Oh... then I want to go too."
Nanjing Street in Shanghai is definitely among the top ten in China, not just for its luxury.
It's about its prosperity.
To be able to open a store in a place like this, the family’s assets must be hundreds of millions.
There must be tens of millions.
…
Erya went shopping with her sister.
The three of them still rode in the driver's car, and along the way Xiao Le introduced his high school life to Chen Anan.
I won’t talk about my first and second year of high school.
The pressure is still very high after the third year of high school, and many parents choose to accompany their children during this period.
It’s okay for those who have the conditions, but it’s hard for those who don’t.
Although most of the students in Xiao Le's class are from Shanghai, there are also many students from other places.
Moreover, after entering high school, many girls start dating.
But after the third year of high school, we basically separated again.
Nanjing Street was still as bright and charming as ever, and the three of them walked around with cups of milk tea in hand.
Xiao Le introduced the class very enthusiastically and even said that there was a pretty female teacher in the class.
Then he was particularly nice to a sports student in the class, and it always felt like their relationship went beyond an ordinary teacher-student relationship.
But when I think about it carefully, it seems unlikely, after all, the female teacher is married.
Her husband also often drives a Mercedes to pick her up from school.
All I can say is that when a woman wants to develop some free love, this kind of love can transcend age.
Go beyond ordinary ethical constraints.
As the three of them were walking, they saw a woman wearing a duckbill hat leaning on the arms of a little boy.
And isn’t that boy her classmate?
As for that woman, Xiao Le would have been surprised if he hadn't accidentally seen her teacher wearing a duckbill hat that covered her face tightly.
She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to recognize him at all.
Xiao Le acted honestly, but he felt a little guilty.
He quickly pulled Chen Anan and the others to the side so that they wouldn't be seen by the teacher who was in a free love relationship in the distance.
Chen Anan also asked her, "Cousin, what are you doing?"
Xiao Le hushed her voice, signaling her to be quiet.
"An An, you saw the woman in the duckbill hat, she is my teacher."
"What? She's your teacher?"
Chen Anan immediately followed her gaze and asked, "What about the tall guy next to her?"
"My classmate, also the athlete in the class."
"So fierce?"
Chen Anan thought that the teacher was not very moral, and wondered if she should go over and expose her directly.
Because of his family situation, Xiao Le always thinks about keeping things peaceful before doing anything.
In other words, don't cause trouble, and when trouble comes, you will instinctively choose to avoid it at the first moment.
She pulled An An and Er Pi Ya and quickly turned around and walked the other way, pretending not to know anything about it.
But what she didn't realize was that the woman in the duckbill hat also noticed her.
Then his eyes instinctively tensed for a moment, but soon returned to normal.
She naturally recognized Xiao Le, but recognition was just recognition.
At this time, it is definitely impossible to run over and shout, Xiao Le, are you here shopping too?
After Xiao Le left, she patted her chest. After all, she was still a senior high school girl.
The development is also on a small scale, but the immaturity on his face has not yet faded.
At this moment, it seems that the thief is not the teacher.
But she was just like herself, more nervous than anyone else.
(End of this chapter)
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