Partie 3

As usual, she skipped down the stairs, and just as she reached the corner and peeked out, she saw Qin Zhaoyang standing together with their homeroom teacher. The young boy had delicate features, his face adorned with exquisite and attractive features, and against the light, his eyes were as dark as black gemstones.

Su Xiaocheng slowly followed behind Qin Zhaoyang into the school, habitually glancing at the bulletin board to the side

Because you were born in the morning, your parents hope that you will be full of vitality. Your father is quite successful and can provide you with a good environment, so you do not need to achieve great things in the future; being happy is enough. He paused for a moment to ensure she was listening, then gently continued: "But your brother Zhaoyang is different; he is a man and must have ambition."

Su Xiaocheng's face grew even warmer, "I... I don't know..."

"Of course, Dad likes it," he said, kissing her on the cheek. "Does Xiaocheng like Dad?"

As she spoke, she packed her things and walked towards the classroom, her hand brushing against her pocket, nearly bringing her to tears. What on earth had she just done in a moment of madness!

This matter caused Su Xiaocheng to be unable to concentrate properly in class for the entire afternoon, and even on the way home after school, he was constantly distracted

Dad, do you like me?

Qin Zhaoyang noticed that she had been frequently looking at the bulletin board recently, so he followed her gaze and then realized that his photo was no longer there

Su Xiaocheng felt that everyone could discover the guilty deed she had committed. After hesitating for a while, she still thought it best not to confess. Lowering her voice and speaking in a tone of regret, she said: "Qin Zhaoyang is going to skip a grade"

The publicity committee member looked on with suspicion for quite a while, "I guess it must have been taken away by the teacher"

The implication is that no matter how abnormal Qin Zhaoyang's monster hunting and leveling up may be, it is all considered normal

Qin Zhaoyang seemed to pause for a moment, his voice cold, "Not yet, but I believe they have no objections."

The publicity committee member helped her secure the announcement, and as she closed the small window, she let out a light exclamation, "Where has Qin Zhaoyang's photo gone?"

He guided her patiently, and Su Xiaocheng understood it only partially, but she still grasped the general idea, nodding vigorously. "I understand."

Of course, your father does not mean for you to neglect your studies. You are also a grown child now, and you need to understand your position and also be clear about your aspirations. Do you understand what I am saying?

Su Xiaocheng shook her head

Su Xiaocheng confirmed that her mother was not here, and then quietly leaned close to his ear to whisper, "I like Dad a little more."

Su Xiaocheng had just committed a guilty act, feeling extremely uneasy, shaking his head, drenched in cold sweat

Upon hearing that his daughter's self-esteem had been hurt, when Su Xiaocheng came out in her pajamas, Su's father immediately picked up his precious darling and took her to bed to share some heartfelt words of comfort

Su Qiancheng was afraid that the results of one night's education would be completely undone, so he let out a muffled laugh and refrained from further discouraging her. However, in the future, she would inevitably have to experience it herself, finally understanding the truth—that no matter how she rode the rainbow cloud or furiously stepped on the fire wheel, she could never catch up with the clever Qin Zhaoyang

She nodded slightly and also learned to kiss him on the face, "I love Daddy"

Qin Zhaoyang looked at the apple that rolled away and lightly uttered, "Why are you feeling guilty about something I didn't mention?"

Qin Zhaoyang glanced at her and snatched the mathematics book from her hands, "When did you learn to eavesdrop?"

Then she heard Qin Zhaoyang's homeroom teacher say to him, "Zhaoyang, have you discussed the matter of skipping a grade with your parents?"

She went back and flipped through it again, bumping her head against the desk several times. Damn it, these questions look exactly the same, bastard

"What is it?" asked Father Su, whose heart was filled with joy after being coaxed by his daughter all night.

Su Qiancheng's sense of happiness instantly surged to the maximum level. He playfully tapped the little girl's nose with his finger and then said, "Do you know why your name is Xiaocheng?"

Su Xiaocheng inexplicably felt more guilty

Qin Zhaoyang watched as the cars opposite were about to crash into her, yet she still kept her head down, not dodging or avoiding. Finally, someone reached out and pulled her back, asking, "Are you feeling hopeless and unable to think straight?"

Whether or not gunpowder has been consumed is unknown, but Su Xiaocheng must have consumed the courage of a lion.

Have you consumed gunpowder

Han Xiaoli wiped her little face with her soapy hands, which made her giggle. "I haven't whispered to Mom in a long time"

"What do you want me to call you?" he retorted with an air of entitlement, his eyes looking particularly sincere as they gazed at Su Xiaocheng, making her feel guilty once again, and she silently lowered her head. "It seems there isn't..."

She was immersed in the water, covered in bubbles, squeezing the little yellow duck that her father had bought for her, and then she smiled.

However, Qin Zhaoyang did not expect that Su Xiaocheng would dare to boldly confront him at this moment, standing in place with a book in hand, looking somewhat ... ... bewildered.

He pondered for a moment, looking at Su Xiaocheng with a forced smile, and asked, "Isn't there something missing there?"

What? She instinctively raised her head, her gaze landing directly on the spot where the photo had once been.

Su Xiaocheng remained silent, feeling sullen.

Su Xiaocheng quickly nodded, "It must be so"

Su Xiaocheng only gradually realized it after she got home, as if her feelings had taken her for a walk like a dog.

Su Xiaocheng thought for a moment and said seriously: "I want to experience what it means to be a top student; I also want to skip a grade"

After thinking for a moment, I suddenly remembered that I was here to return a book. I slapped my forehead and, without looking ahead, turned around to stand up, only to bump directly into Qin Zhaoyang.

The publicity committee member just finished their work and came over to help her. Seeing her flushed face, they asked with great concern: "Xiaocheng, are you running a fever?"

Su Qiancheng nodded in satisfaction, then reached out to tap her little nose with his finger, "Then tell Daddy, what is your pursuit in life?"

Su Xiaocheng also smiled sweetly, nestled in her father's arms like a well-behaved kitten. "Actually, Dad, I have another life pursuit."

Su Xiaocheng was holding an apple intended for dessert at lunch, but due to a slip of the hand, it fell directly onto the top of her foot

Su Xiaocheng was stunned, skipping a grade?

Su Xiaocheng happened to be arranging the bulletin board with the class teacher and the publicity committee member. The class teacher went to a meeting first, and while she was standing on a small stool putting up articles, she stared at the photo of Qin Zhaoyang, who had won the first prize in the provincial mathematics Olympiad, for quite a while. By some strange twist of fate, she secretly took it down and stuffed it into her pocket

Qin Zhaoyang is already in the fourth grade, and summer vacation is just around the corner. Is he really going to jump to the sixth grade

To Su Xiaocheng, the pursuit of life truly seems to be somewhat of a challenge for her. She furrowed her brows and thought for a long time, before suddenly becoming enlightened. She hugged her father's neck, pouted her little bottom, and playfully said: "My life pursuit is for both my dad and mom to be well."

She stood holding the book for a moment, contemplating whether to pretend she hadn't heard or to jump out now and ask, "Qin Zhaoyang, are you flaunting your superiority as an excellent student again?"

She can strive to be a top student, but a genius like that is truly not suited for someone like Su Xiaocheng

Qin Zhaoyang did not speak, but he should have nodded. This is because Su Xiaocheng only heard the sound of the homeroom teacher's high heels, growing fainter as she walked further away

As she watched the person disappear from her sight, Su Xiaocheng picked up the apple and chased after him. By the time she sat in the classroom with the bell ringing, she suddenly remembered the emotions she had been nurturing all the way, only to realize that she had forgotten to ask him whether he would skip a grade or not

She let out a deep sigh; if she were to die young, it would surely be due to the fright caused by Qin Zhaoyang

Su Xiaocheng came to her senses and, seeing the little sheep pass by, was so startled that she jumped directly to Qin Zhaoyang's side, saying, "Why didn't you call me when the car arrived!"

The homeroom teacher sighed and said, "You have always been a child with your own ideas. After discussing it with your parents tonight, remember to give me a call. There are some things I must clarify with your parents"

Su Xiaocheng was wearing a cow-patterned pajamas, her little belly round and plump. When her father tickled her, she curled up in his arms and laughed, her laughter crisp and melodious

When Su Xiaocheng finished class, she went downstairs to return Qin Zhaoyang's math book. Last night, he had mocked her, but still meddled by pointing out the math problems she had gotten wrong. After folding a few corners of the math book and throwing it to her, he went to sleep.

Well, then tell Dad, do you like Dad a little more or Mom a little more

Han Xiaoli rubbed the delicate arms of the young girl, who was smooth and tender all over, with an exceptionally pleasant touch. "Hmm, your brother Zhaoyang is much more accomplished than you."

That being said, Qin Zhaoyang is still quite considerate. When crossing the street, he turned back to glance at her, and upon seeing her lost in thought again, he directly tugged on the strap of her backpack and pulled her along. If she were not distracted, he would give a snort to signal her to follow.

Su Xiaocheng's heart skipped a beat, and she quietly withdrew her head, covering her chest and taking a deep breath

Qin Zhaoyang leaned in closer with a malicious intent as he saw her looking down, and whispered softly in her ear, "Do you feel the same way?"

In the evening, Su Xiaocheng finished her homework and went to find her mother to help her take a bath

Su Xiaocheng looked over with tearful eyes, only to see Qin Zhaoyang walking further and further away with a backpack.

Su Xiaocheng winced in pain, holding his nose. When he asked her this, she shot him a glare, indignant, "You never said I couldn't listen, is the school yours?" After saying this, she muttered to herself and turned to go upstairs.

"Little sycophant." He lightly patted his daughter's bottom, yet could not help but smile at the corners of his lips

Qin Zhaoyang immediately understood, glanced at the bulletin board, and deliberately said: "It's just as well that it's gone; it was quite an eyesore posted up there"