Chapter 62 I Will Be the Last Guest
The next second, Wei arrogantly put his arm around his son and looked at the teachers: "Teachers, what do you think? Do you think Zesheng should apologize?"
Threats between adults don't require a single word.
Someone immediately gave Teacher Hong a push.
Teacher Hong looked troubled, hesitated for a long time, rubbed her face hard, gritted her teeth and said, "Well... Fatty."
"Big Fatty's sister, this isn't a big deal. Let Big Fatty come to school again tomorrow, and let's just let it go."
[This is infuriating! What is this? What does it mean to never have to apologize to anyone in your life, and your teacher just let it slide like that?]
Hmm...actually, I also think it's best not to make them apologize.
[At first you said my sister had no evidence, but now that she's produced proof, you've changed your tune. What, are you saying that Da Pang and my sister, who have been slandered and looked down upon, don't deserve an apology?!]
That being said, let's not embarrass them. To put it bluntly, a hidden class system does exist.
But why force a young girl who has just come of age to witness the ugliness of the adult world so quickly? All she wants is an apology!
Suddenly, the comments section erupted in a noisy uproar.
Tu Yao, still holding Da Pang's hand, looked at Teacher Hong's troubled expression and suddenly spoke up:
"Because they donated a lot of things to the school, we can't afford to offend her, otherwise she will take everything back."
"But the school really needs the things she donated, right?"
Everyone fell silent instantly, as if they hadn't expected Tu Yao to be so clear-headed.
But in fact, that's exactly how it is.
This school accommodates all the children from eight villages in Yonghe County.
Equipment shortages and weak teaching staff are characteristics of almost all schools in impoverished areas, and this school is no exception.
Teacher Hong came here ten years ago when the school was first built, and has witnessed the school go from being on the verge of collapse to barely surviving now.
Like most teachers, he may not have been unaware that he was flattering Wei Tai, nor was he unaware that suspending Da Pang from school was too severe a punishment.
But there's nothing we can do.
The musical instruments, sports equipment, and electronic devices donated by Wei Tai are exactly what the school needs most right now.
When asked about Tu Yao's question, Teacher Hong neither nodded nor shook her head, unsure how to respond.
Just when everyone thought the stalemate would continue, Tu Yao nodded knowingly the next second, her tone casual and natural: "I understand."
"Then let's not apologize."
Then he looked down at Big Fatty: "Big Fatty, is it okay?"
Big Fatty looked up and said, "I'll listen to Little Mao."
Teacher Hong was taken aback: "You..."
Tu Yao looked at the school across the street, then at the familiar and unfamiliar villagers around her.
She then looked at Teacher Hong and smiled, "Then Big Fatty will continue to come to school next week."
Teacher Hong's eyes suddenly reddened, and after a long while, she nodded repeatedly: "...Okay, okay."
Tu Yao then had Da Pang say goodbye to the teacher, without giving Wei Tai a second glance, before turning around and pulling Da Pang away.
Upon looking up and seeing the camera, she exclaimed with delight, "Oh, Uncle, you're here!"
Compared to Tu Yao's open-mindedness, watching the entire video shoot left me with a somewhat uneasy feeling.
Pointing to the opposite side, he said, "Your brother and Nan Ke are here too."
Tu Yao quickly turned her head, and sure enough, ten meters away, there were two vans, one in front of the other. Xiao Chi and the male protagonist had already gotten into the one they had driven, while her two brothers were standing in front of the other van, staring at her.
Tu Yao immediately grabbed Da Pang and ran over with a grin.
"Brother! What brings you here!"
Tu Chaoxi reached out with a complicated expression, ruffled her hair, and suddenly asked, "...Do you feel wronged?"
Tu Yao was taken aback and shook her head.
No.
"I originally came here because of Da Pang's suspension from school, and now it's been proven that the boy ate Da Pang's rice cake, so my goal has been exceeded."
An apology is a bonus if the objective is achieved, but it can be problematic if there is a conflict between a hypocritical apology and a genuine need.
She can give up the former.
Tu Chaoxi, however, was not giving up: "I have money. Make her apologize, and I'll make up for the donation!"
Tu Yao shook her head repeatedly: "No, no, that's too much of a loss."
She is not powerful, and the people around her are not powerful enough to act without restraint. Therefore, when faced with sudden pressure, they are always forced to submit and compromise.
It's good enough that she and they aren't backing down now.
Tu Chaoxi sighed and continued to rub her head.
Nan Ke gazed tenderly at Tu Yao the entire time, remaining silent, lost in thought.
Most of the viewers in the live stream remained silent for a long time, until this point when they finally posted a few messages, somewhat listlessly.
If my sister had argued her case logically, I might have gotten a little agitated but then let it go. But she simply didn't argue.
[There's no way to argue with her. I just checked, and this Mrs. Wei's husband is the brother of Mrs. Bai from Gangcheng. Luckily, she didn't listen to Tu Chaoxi, otherwise Teacher Tu, who barely came back to life, would have died again.]
Although she hasn't seen much of the world, she probably understands that, for the moment, this is the best choice. Ah... this damned adult world!
[Ugh, I wish I were rich! Otherwise, I'd throw a hundred million at the problem and support my sister!]
[I feel so sorry for him; I kind of want to be his dad, like a little sister.]
[Please have some self-respect, upstairs.]
On the other side, Wei Tai straightened his back and scoffed, "They're quite pragmatic, aren't they?"
"Forget it, we won't attend the parent-teacher conference. Zesheng won't be coming to class for the next few days either. He has to attend Mr. Cormier's concert audition in a couple of days."
Cormier is a legendary musician, and next month he will be holding a concert in the country, with four special guests invited as supporting performers.
However, an unexpected incident occurred last week when one of the guest performers was accused of plagiarism, thus creating a vacancy for one of the spots.
So Mr. Cormier announced that he would be looking for an outstanding guest performer.
He has no requirements regarding the identity or age of the guests, which means that even a kid like Wei Zesheng can become a guest performer as long as he passes the audition!
However, Wei Zesheng's skills and talent were limited at the moment, so Wei Tai cleverly took advantage of the loophole.
It just so happens that the eldest son of the second wife of the Wei family has been studying music since elementary school and is quite talented in violin. She persuaded him to bring Wei Zesheng along, and the two brothers practiced a duet piece so they could go to the audition together.
The interviews are divided into two modes: online and in person. The online session will officially begin at 7 p.m. tonight.
But Mrs. Wei planned to let her son prepare for a couple more days before going to the on-site interview.
The teachers chuckled awkwardly.
Wei Tai suddenly felt bored: "You wouldn't understand even if I told you. You probably don't even know who Mr. Cormier is."
She turned and left with her son.
The extended Mercedes-Benz limousine was parked near the two vans. Tu Yao had already led Da Pang into the car, with Tu Chaoxi following closely behind.
Only Nan Ke remained standing beside the car.
Wei Tai glanced at it as he passed by, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.
She deliberately gave instructions to her son who was standing beside her.
"Zesheng, when you get back, remember not to touch any of those shady things."
"Otherwise, if it affects your performance in front of Mr. Cormier, Mom will be angry, and your brother will be angry too."
But just then, Nan Ke, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly turned his head, smiled slightly, and spoke:
“But I think that even if there are no wounds or stains on his body, your son will not have a chance.”
Wei Tai suddenly froze, then looked up instantly. "You know Cormier?"
A surge of pent-up anger welled up within her, and she continued to demand, "What makes you think my son won't have a chance?!"
Nan Ke's eyes and brows were gentle, yet they exuded a faint chill.
"Because I will be the last guest performer for Cormier."
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