Huayu 1987: Childhood Sweetheart Anfeng Qianmeizi

Chapter 114 The Cooked Duck Flees

The director smoothed his bald patch on his head, waved his hand, and smiled dismissively.

"Take a day off? No problem."

"Chen Lang and Liu Yifei are the pride of our school."

"Their learning progress is far ahead of their peers, so it's only right that they take a few days off to rest."

"Don't even mention a few days, even if you need to take ten days or half a month, it's no problem."

Upon hearing this, Liu Xiaoli's smile became slightly awkward.

She glanced at Chen Lang beside her, finding it difficult to speak.

Knowing that his wet nurse was shy, Chen Lang took the initiative to step forward.

"Director Wang, thank you for your concern."

"Well, we're taking a bit too much leave this time."

Director Wang adjusted his glasses, still sporting his usual smiling expression.

"Oh? How long is it? A month?"

"Three months."

"Pfft"

Director Wang almost spat out the tea he had just taken a sip of.

He coughed violently twice, his face turning red.

"Three, three months?"

Director Wang's voice even changed in tone.

"Ms. Liu, you're not joking, are you?"

"This isn't just asking for leave, it's practically taking a break from school!"

Liu Xiaoli chuckled awkwardly, unsure how to explain.

"That's roughly the idea."

She knew this request was unreasonable, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Chen Lang took out the memorandum of understanding for the contract with China Record Corporation from his bag and handed it over.

"Director Wang, please calm down."

"There's a reason why we're taking such a long leave."

"We have signed a contract with China Record Corporation."

"China Record Corporation assigned me a lot of songwriting tasks, as well as the recording of a children's album."

"We don't learn anything new at school anymore, so staying here is a waste of time."

"And after summer vacation, we're going to Beijing."

"China Record Corporation will arrange a new school for us in Beijing for junior high school."

Director Wang took the document, his eyes widening like saucers.

I originally thought it was just parents spoiling their children, but I never expected it would involve a national-level organization.

China Record Corporation.

This is the leading company in the domestic record industry.

And judging from this, even the school in Beijing has been arranged.

He carefully examined the terms on the document and the bright red official seal, and after a while, he handed it back with a sigh.

"Amazing! Absolutely amazing!"

Chen Lang took it and put it back in his schoolbag.

"Actually, we wanted to apply for a leave of absence directly, but that might affect the school's reputation."

He glanced at Director Wang's receding hairline and pointed at Liu Xiaoli.

"Mom said to ask for leave as an excuse, and then ask the director to send our student records directly to Beijing."

Director Wang snapped out of his daze, clapped his hands, and nodded repeatedly to Liu Xiaoli.

"Yes, yes, Ms. Liu is very thoughtful."

Liu Xiaoli smiled, thinking to herself that her son was quite clever and cunning.

The director walked back to his desk, sat down, and filled out a leave application form.

He wrote with a regretful expression, but his tone was unusually relaxed.

"Since it's an arrangement by a state-owned enterprise, that's a great thing."

"The school certainly cannot jeopardize the future of these two students."

"Chen Lang, once you've contacted the school in Beijing, give me a call. Don't worry about the student registration information."

Director Wang chuckled inwardly.

Several top junior high schools in the city have been calling every day to inquire about the two children; they all want to poach them.

Now that's great, they've gone straight to Beijing.

Hey! Our Fanyang Street Elementary School's prize has flown away, and none of you will get to eat it.

Anyway, the news that these two little geniuses skipped grades at Poyang Street Elementary School has already spread.

The school has already earned the honor of nurturing geniuses.

As for where they go to junior high school in the future, what does that have to do with Poyang Street Primary School?

Going to Beijing to study will actually improve the school's reputation.

Director Wang handed the approved leave slip to Liu Xiaoli.

"The formalities are complete."

On behalf of the school, I congratulate Chen Lang and Liu Yifei on their bright future!

"Poyang Street Primary School will always be your alma mater. Whenever you want to come back and visit, the school gates will always be open for you!"

Stepping out of the dean's office, the sunlight in the corridor was somewhat dazzling.

Chen Lang stopped and turned to look at Liu Yifei.

"Let's go say goodbye to your good friends."

Liu Yifei nodded vigorously and gripped the straps of her backpack tightly.

The two first arrived at the classroom door of Class 2, Grade 1.

It was during recess, and the classroom was noisy.

Liu Yifei stood at the door, peering inside.

"Little Orange! Che Yue!"

The two little girls whose names were called turned their heads in unison.

Upon seeing Liu Yifei, the two immediately put down their pencils and excitedly ran out.

Huang Chengzi grabbed Liu Yifei's arm.

"Sissi, what brings you here?"

Che Yue also came over, looking at her curiously.

Liu Yifei unzipped his backpack, took out two cassette tapes, and handed them to the two of them.

"Langlang and I are transferring to Beijing. We won't be attending Poyang Street Elementary School anymore."

Huang Chengzi froze, and her outstretched hand trembled.

"Go to Beijing?"

"Does that mean we'll never see each other again?"

Che Yue also put away her usual smiling face, biting her lower lip and remaining silent.

Liu Yifei stuffed the cassette tape into their hands.

"This is a signed album by Leslie Cheung that you all like. I'm giving it to you as a souvenir."

Huang Chengzi looked down at the cassette tape in her hand that bore Leslie Cheung's signature, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

She sniffed, and tears streamed down her face.

"Sissi, I can't bear to part with you."

Che Yue's eyes also reddened, and she reached out to hug Liu Yifei.

"Remember us when you go to Beijing."

Liu Yifei sniffed, holding back her tears.

"Yes, I will write to you."

Chen Lang stood aside, watching the three little girls' reluctant farewell.

He patted Liu Yifei on the shoulder.

"Alright, time to go to Class 1, Grade 6."

Liu Yifei released his grip and waved to the two of them.

Goodbye.

The classroom of Class 1, Grade 6 is at the end of the corridor.

Chen Lang walked to the door and knocked on the open door.

"Ah Fu, come out for a moment."

The classroom fell silent instantly.

All eyes were on Chen Lang standing at the door.

Afu was sleeping on the table when his classmate Wang Zhenyu woke him up.

He rubbed his eyes, saw that it was Chen Lang, and immediately jumped up.

"Brother Lang!"

Afu trotted out of the classroom and followed Chen Lang to the corner of the stairs.

Chen Lang stopped and turned around to look at him.

Afu felt a little uneasy under their gaze and scratched the back of his head.

"Brother Lang, what's up?"

Chen Lang took a cassette tape out of his pocket and threw it over.

Afu caught it in a flurry of activity.

Looking down, his eyes widened instantly.

"Monica!"

"It even has my brother's autograph!"

Chen Lang stood with his hands in his pockets, leaning against the wall.

"I tricked you so many times when you were little, and I never called you by your full name."

"Are you furious?"

Afu was stunned, then looked up at Chen Lang with a complicated expression.

The two lived in the same compound, and when they were kids, Chen Lang, that sly little devil, tricked them all the time.

He was even beaten up by Liu Yifei at school.

But ever since Chen Lang became more and more famous, and after he recognized his elder brother, he has been very powerful and influential wherever he goes.

He was even thinking of going to junior high together and continuing to be so impressive.

Chen Lang straightened up and patted him on the shoulder.

"I'm going to Beijing."

"No one will bully you anymore."

Afu's eyes instantly reddened.

He gripped the cassette tape he had been longing for for so long so tightly that the plastic casing rattled under his fingers.

"Brother Lang————"

Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

"Brother Lang, don't go!"

"If you leave, who will protect me?"

Chen Lang sighed.

Life is never all smooth sailing; parting is the norm.