The Self-cultivation of Omega Running with the Ball

Soon it was September and school started. Wen Zhiyao was six years old this year and skipped a grade to go to the first grade of Yanshi No. 1 Primary School.

This is the best primary school in Yan City. He did not use any backdoor to get in, but took the exams directly and got the first place in all subjects, including Chinese - you have to know that he grew up in the UK and only took two months of intensive Chinese lessons before the exam.

He grew fast and was a little taller than the other first graders. At this moment, wearing a neat little suit uniform, he looked like a tall and lush little tree.

On the first day of school, Wen Qiu sent him to school and saw many first-grade children crying at the school gate, hugging their parents and refusing to leave. He was a little moved by the scene and couldn't help but look down at Wen Zhiyao, and found that he also had a solemn expression and was holding his clothes and refusing to let go.

Wen Qiu was so soft-hearted that he thought that as the child grew up, there would be more and more farewells like this. He squatted down and touched the child's head, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, baby, you will definitely adapt to school life and make many new friends. If you encounter any difficulties, you can tell the teacher and tell Dad when you come back..."

"I'm still a little worried," Wen Zhiyao said to Wen Qiu with a frown on his face, "Who will take care of Daddy when I go to school? What if you work all night again? What if you drink a lot and don't eat? And the weather is so cold, and you don't even know to put on more clothes..."

The more Wen Qiu listened, the wider his eyes opened. This kid must be worried about him! Hearing him list his crimes one by one, Wen Qiu broke into a cold sweat, "Hehe, don't worry, baby, Daddy will take good care of himself!"

"Really?" Wen Zhiyao looked at him suspiciously.

"Really." Wen Qiu shook hands with him, then touched his forehead affectionately - although it was a little strange, it did look like a father acting coquettishly to his child.

Wen Zhiyao seemed to be relieved, and he walked into the school gate with his small schoolbag on his back, looking back every few steps. Wen Qiu stood outside the school gate, smiling and waving at him, watching the little figure disappear into the teaching building, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart.

As a result, after returning from the first day of class, Wen Zhiyao excitedly announced that he liked school and had made good friends!
Wen Zhiyao adapted very well, no, it should be said that Yanshi No. 1 Primary School tried hard to adapt to the existence of this genius. Not long after the school started, the head teacher called Wen Qiu to a meeting, saying that many classes were a waste of time for this child - Wen Zhiyao was already learning calculus with a private tutor, and there was no need to learn English. Even in Chinese, which was his weakest subject, he could remember everything he saw, and the speed at which he bought books could hardly keep up with the speed at which he read.

"It's okay," Wen Qiu tried to comfort the head teacher. When it comes to being scared by a genius baby, who can compare to him? "Zhi Yao said he likes school very much. Even if he is not here to learn knowledge, I think it would be good for him to meet some children of the same age."

"He is indeed a good kid." The head teacher agreed with this. She had seen geniuses in her teaching career, but she had rarely seen such a healthy one. Wen Zhiyao was sensible, polite and well-educated. He would greet everyone sweetly, protect classmates who were bullied, and help the teacher to enforce discipline... All the children in the class liked him and wanted to be friends with him. They would even quarrel over who was his best friend.

She was really curious about what kind of parents could raise such an excellent child, so she specially asked the parents to come and meet. This time, Wen Zhiyao's father really left a deep impression on her - first of all, he was young, almost not like a father, more like a brother, and there was a kind of charm in his gestures that was hard to describe, like the exquisite and fragile exhibits in the window, such a temperament would naturally attract people's love and pursuit.

It would be impolite to stare any further, so the head teacher lowered his head to cover up and took a sip of tea, then asked casually, "Where is the child's father Alpha? Did he go to work?"

There was silence for a second, "He doesn't have ALPHA dad."

The head teacher was shocked and said quickly: "Sorry, I shouldn't ask..."

"It's okay, have some cookies? I made them myself." Wen Qiu greeted with a smile, "I heard from Zhiyao that these cookies are very popular in school?"

That's not true. The kids were going crazy trying to get them. It turns out that behind a sinful baby there is an even more sinful parent...

"Oh, there's one more thing, Zhiyao's father. We have a parent-teacher meeting for new students this week. Can you speak as a parent representative? Don't be nervous. Just share your educational experience."

Wen Qiu happily agreed: "Okay, no problem."

In fact, he is very busy, but he has to go to such occasions no matter how busy he is. Other children have both parents to go, so he must show his strength and support his children.

Wen Qiu prepared his speech carefully, even more carefully than when he went on stage to receive an award. However, when he walked into the door on the day of the parents' meeting, his mind buzzed and he suddenly forgot all the words -

He saw Pei Du sitting in a corner of the classroom, holding Wen Zhiyao's hand and talking to him with a smile!
Because it was the first parent-teacher conference in the elementary school, all the parents took it very seriously and dressed up very formally. Among all these people, Pei Du was dressed very casually, as if he was just here for a pleasant autumn outing.

But even so, he was the absolute focus of attention at the scene. No one would ignore his existence just because he was dressed casually. The aura of a superior seemed to have been integrated into his bones and blood, and his casual moves made people pay attention to him.

"Dad!" Wen Zhiyao was as excited as a little sparrow. He flew to Wen Qiu and circled around him, "Look, who I met!" The warm little hand grabbed his hand and dragged him to Pei Du. He was so happy that he didn't notice that Wen Qiu had a gloomy face and was on the verge of exploding.

He clenched his fists and looked at Pei Du coldly, without saying a word, fearing that he would burst into swearing as soon as he opened his mouth. Pei Du was the person in the world who had no right to use this child. How could he have the nerve to appear at the child's parent-teacher meeting, as if he had really fulfilled his responsibilities as a father?

Pei Du was still sitting there, looking up at him slightly. His hair was not as perfectly groomed as when he wore formal clothes, but was also scattered casually, just like the lazy and casual look he would see when he opened his eyes hazily in many past mornings.

Wen Zhiyao noticed the strange atmosphere between them, looked at his father, then looked at Uncle Pei, and decided to make some efforts. He shook Wen Qiu's hand, "Dad, this is Uncle Pei."

Then he said to Pei Du, "Uncle Pei, do you still remember Dad?"

"Of course I remember," Pei Du's eyes curved, and he raised his hand to pinch Wen Zhiyao's little face, "I won't forget it."

Wen Qiu took a deep breath. This was not the right occasion, and he didn't want to make things too awkward. He took Wen Zhiyao's hand and said, "Let's go sit over there."

He wanted to see who would be embarrassed when there was not even a child around after the parent-teacher meeting started.

The parents' meeting started, and the head teacher came up and introduced excitedly: "Today, we are honored to invite Mr. Pei, the head of the Xiuqin Foundation. Over the past three years, the foundation has sponsored countless students in need and provided them with selfless care. This time, Mr. Pei is attending this parents' meeting as the parent of student Liu..."

Wen Qiu was startled. He knew that classmate Liu was a very pitiful orphan who grew up in an orphanage. He turned around and saw the thin girl proudly holding Pei Du's hand and welcoming everyone's gaze - she was an orphan, and this was the first time in her life that someone came to attend her parent-teacher meeting, and this person looked taller and more handsome than all the classmates' fathers.

The whole audience burst into warm applause for the selfless philanthropist Mr. Pei. Of course, some parents knew more and knew that Pei Duyuan was more than just the head of a charity foundation. They clapped their hands until they were red, and their faces glowed with excitement.

Wen Qiu bit his lower lip. Well, this reason was impeccable, and he couldn't find fault with it. Moreover... he was a little confused. He had helped these students for three years instead of just recently. It was impossible that he had planned for this meeting for so long. It seemed more like he was simply doing good deeds...

He looked at Pei Du with complicated expression a few times, and when his gaze met, Pei Du narrowed his eyes and smiled at him, looking very gentle and harmless. When he was speaking gently to the little girl, the radiance of fatherhood was shining on him.

It was an illusion... Thinking back to the time when I met Pei Du after returning to China, it seemed that he had really shed all his sharp thorns and refined a more calm and honest temperament. Indeed, four years have passed, and perhaps time can really change a lot of things... Wen Qiu didn't know why he was so shaken, and thought about a lot of things that he shouldn't have thought about. Perhaps it was the parents around him who were in pairs who gave him some kind of stimulation.

He had asked Wen Zhiyao many times if he envied other children for having a complete family. Every time, Wen Zhiyao hugged him firmly and said that just having a father was enough for him.

And he is indeed a very strong child, he will not be sensitive and inferior about such things. But he doesn't care doesn't mean that I can deprive him of these things with peace of mind. Deep in Wen Qiu's heart, there is always an unspeakable sense of guilt.

"Pa pa pa pa..." Suddenly, a round of applause broke out, and everyone looked at him. Wen Qiu realized that it was his turn to speak.

He gathered his thoughts, walked up to the podium, and looked calmly at the audience without reading the manuscript. The parents looked at him eagerly. In this class, there is a more realistic version of "hoping for your son to become a dragon", which is "hoping that your big, stupid kid with a runny nose will grow up to look like Wen Zhiyao".

Wen Qiu gave a wonderful speech, which was met with continuous applause from the audience. Wen Zhiyao's face flushed, and he felt embarrassed by the praise.

Pei Du was also in the applauding crowd, with a smile on his face, as if he was proud of it. The little girl he sponsored whispered to him: "Wen Zhiyao's father is so handsome! No wonder he looks so good..."

"Yes, yes." Pei Du smiled and nodded.

"Uncle is also very handsome," the girl raised her innocent face and said to him, "I think Wen Zhiyao looks a lot like you!"

"..." Pei Du paused his clapping hands, then rubbed her head, without saying anything for a long time.

(End of this chapter)