Now, Nao Nao was even more puzzled. "Dad, did my sister get into trouble at school?"
Han Bin immediately replied, "No." However, because he answered so quickly, he seemed a little guilty.
Xiaoman raised an eyebrow at Han Bin.
Han Bin thought to himself: It might not actually be Professor Kang. "I just find it strange. Why would a university professor come for a home visit? By the way, did the security guard say what the professor's last name was?"
"His surname is Kang."
Han Bin thought to himself: Daughter, you can't hide this anymore. Dad will confess to your mother now and try to get her to be lenient with us. "Wife, there's something I forgot to tell you?"
Xiaoman smiled. "What is it?"
“Our daughter has recently taken a liking to oil painting.”
"Then?"
"And then...and then I transferred her to the oil painting department."
"Okay. Go pick them up."
"Okay." Han Bin stood up from the sofa. "Wife, you're not angry, are you?"
Xiaoman raised an eyebrow. "Guess."
“I bet you’re not angry. Honey, after our daughter has studied for a while longer, let’s have her draw a family portrait for us. We’ll have her include Little Black, Old Wolf, and Old Wolf’s son in it too.”
Xiaoman glanced at Han Bin. "Don't keep the guests waiting."
"Then I'll go."
"Um."
After Han Bin left, Nao Nao asked Xiao Man, "Mom, changing majors isn't something shameful, why didn't Dad and my sister tell us?"
"You'll know when the teacher arrives."
On the other side, after Han Bin met Teacher Kang, he first exchanged a few polite words with her. "Teacher Kang, what brings you here today?"
Teacher Kang looked at Han Bin and said, "Han Jiejie is very talented in painting, but she is too lazy. I hope you can urge her to practice more. I assure you, as long as she practices diligently, she will definitely become a top master."
Han Bin wanted to persuade Teacher Kang to change her mind before he got home. "I'm very happy to hear you say my daughter is talented. But girls should learn some skills so they can support themselves, that's enough."
Teacher Kang's brows furrowed immediately. "How could you think like that? You call yourself a commander." Teacher Kang hadn't known Han Bin was a commander before he came. When Han Bin went to pick him up earlier, the gatekeeper saluted him and said, "Greetings, Commander."
Han Bin smiled. "I don't want my daughter to be too tired."
"How come you share the same idea as your daughter? What about your spouse? Does your spouse think the same way?"
Han Bin wondered: If I told her it was you, would she turn around and leave? "I don't know what my wife is thinking."
Is your spouse home now?
"Yes, Professor Kang. Do you know why my daughter changed her major?"
"Um."
"Can you not tell my partner? I told my partner that my daughter switched to the oil painting department because she loved oil painting."
Teacher Kang looked at Han Bin: "Are you Han Jiejie's stepfather?"
Han Bin wanted to curse Teacher Kang as soon as he heard that. However, Teacher Kang had come to their door to ask them to urge their sister to study harder. Han Bin gritted his teeth. "I am Han Jie Jie's biological father, and Han Jie Jie is my biological daughter. I transferred her to the oil painting department simply because I didn't want her to be too tired."
Teacher Kang stared at Han Bin and said, "Spoiling a child is like killing a child. If you continue to spoil Han Jiejie like this, he will never become a master in his life."
"I don't need my daughter to become a master. I just want my daughter to be happy every day."
"People must have aspirations."
Han Bin felt he couldn't communicate with Teacher Kang. "Kang, let me tell you, if you dare tell my wife that my daughter transferred to the oil painting department because she disliked the amount of homework, I'll...I'll..." Han Bin wanted to say he'd beat him up, but he was afraid it wouldn't work. Han Bin thought of a painter's brush as a soldier's gun. He figured every soldier cherished their gun, so a painter must cherish their brush. Someone like Teacher Kang must value their brushes immensely. So... Han Bin stared at Teacher Kang and said, "If you dare say that, I'll smash all your brushes."
Teacher Kang was furious. "You!"
Han Bin put his hand on Teacher Kang's shoulder. "As long as you don't tell me why my daughter changed her major, I won't touch your pen."
Teacher Kang was both frustrated and angry. "Han Jiejie is spoiled rotten by you."
"Hahaha...Young man, you might spoil your daughter even more than I do when you have one. Young man, when did you start learning to paint?"
"Seven years old."
"That's early. Who did you learn from?"
...
When they got home, Han Bin had already smoothed out Teacher Kang's fur. Han Bin introduced him to everyone. After greeting them, everyone sat down.
Nao Nao poured Teacher Kang a cup of tea. "Teacher Kang, please have some tea."
Okay. Thank you.
"You're welcome. Teacher Kang, did my sister get into trouble at school?"
"No." Teacher Kang looked at Xiaoman and said, "Auntie, do you want your daughter to become a world-class master?"
Xiaoman smiled. "What do you want? What if you don't?"
"If you want to, you need to urge your daughter to practice more. Your daughter has plenty of talent, but not enough diligence."
Xiaoman glanced at Han Bin. "Teacher Kang, have you already urged my daughter to be more at ease?"
"Um."
"What was the result?"
"In the end..." Teacher Kang hesitated for a moment, but finally felt that his sister's talent was more important than his pen. "In the end, she transferred to the oil painting department."
Han Bin glared at Teacher Kang. The message was clear: You just wait! I'll smash all your paintbrushes!
Nao Nao winked at Han Bin, as if to say, "Dad, you and my sister are incredibly audacious. You actually dared to team up and deceive my mother."
Xiaoman wasn't surprised at all by Teacher Kang's answer. "I understand. Naonao, go pick up your sister."
Han Bin: "Our daughter has class this afternoon."
Xiaoman raised an eyebrow: "How did you know?"
Han Bin: "I've memorized our daughter's class schedule. Our daughter really does have class this afternoon."
Xiaoman: "Then I'll ask for the afternoon off."
Teacher Kang was reluctant to let her older sister take leave: "No. Let's wait until after your sister finishes class before we talk about it."
Xiaoman: "Teacher Kang, do you have classes this afternoon?"
Teacher Kang: "No."
Xiaoman: "Can I ask you a few questions about painting?"
Teacher Kang: "You can draw?"
Xiaoman: "Mmm."
Teacher Kang: "What do you want to ask? Go ahead and ask."
"Okay." Xiaoman looked at Han Bin: "Shouldn't you be going to work?"
"I..." Han Bin wanted to hear what Xiaoman and Teacher Kang were saying. But since Xiaoman asked, it meant she wanted him to go to work. "I'll go after I change my clothes."
That evening, as soon as her get out of class ended, her older sister saw Nao Nao standing at the entrance of the teaching building. "Brother Nao Nao, what brings you here?"
Nao Nao raised her hand and tapped her sister's forehead. "You're getting bolder and bolder."
The older sister's eyelid twitched: "Mother knows?"
"Um."
"Is Mother very angry?"
"I don't know. I feel like I'm angry, but I also feel like I'm not."
"Oh no?! Oh no! Brother Nao Nao, did Mom dig out that little whip again?"
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