The intern taught a top-performing class, and the parents wanted to change the homeroom teacher.

Hearing that he was being called out, Lu Qian turned his head and looked upstairs, looking at the person with some surprise.

"Hey, Zhai Yumo?"

Two minutes later, Zhai Yumo came down the escalator from the other side, wearing a loose-fitting jacket and pants, carrying a bag, and wearing a baseball cap. She looked very energetic.

Upon meeting Lu Qian, she showed no restraint or nervousness, greeting him energetically, "Good morning, Teacher Lu."

"Hey there, Yu Mo, what brings you here... out shopping?" Lu Qian asked.

"Uh..." Zhai Yumo paused, "I came here to learn dance."

Lu Qian nodded, noting that the market is now diversified.

Eating, drinking, having fun, clothing, housing, and transportation—everything is contained within the shopping mall.

You can even see people finishing their workout and heading straight to the internet cafe next door to play games together.

"Teacher Lu can also ice skate?" Zhai Yumo didn't really want to talk about her dance studies, so she immediately changed the subject to Lu Qian.

Lu Qian nodded. "A little, it's just a personal hobby."

"It's not just a little!" The kid, Zhu Jiale, appeared out of nowhere, his expression exaggerated. "Big brother is super amazing! He can do quadruple jumps! And jumps so high!"

"A quadruple jump?" Zhai Yumo looked at Lu Qian with great surprise, her pupils wide with shock. "Teacher Lu, you're really hiding your talent! You're so good at skating."

She had never skated, but she had watched the Olympics and knew what level a quadruple jump was; very few skaters in the world could do that move.

Athletes who can perform quadruple jumps are undoubtedly at the very top of the pyramid in this field.

True hell difficulty!

Lu Qian smiled and said, "You'll get it with practice."

Then she turned to the boy next to her and said, "Go play with your sister, I'll chat with this girl for a while."

"Big brother! She's my sister!" the kid wrinkled his nose and corrected him, then scurried away.

"Teacher Lu, is this your younger brother?" Zhai Yumo asked curiously.

"No, they were just kids I met by chance at the ice rink. We taught each other for a while and got to know each other quickly," Lu Qian explained.

Zhai Yumo nodded, a hint of envy flashing in her eyes. As expected of Teacher Lu, she got along so well with the children, and they were so obedient.

I wish she could do it too.

Unfortunately, not all children are obedient; they can be difficult!

Thinking this, she asked, "Teacher Lu, how do you manage to get the children to listen to you?"

Lu Qian thought for a moment, "Hmm... how about maintaining a bit of childlike fun?"

"oh--"

Why are you asking this?

"No, just asking."

Lu Qian nodded. He remembered that Zhai Yumo had top-notch skating talent. He happened to run into her today, and since the venue was suitable, he could ask her for her opinion on skating.

"Yu Mo, do you like ice skating?"

Zhai Yumo leaned against the low wall of the ice rink, looking inside, her pupils reflecting the tourists coming and going.

"I think I'll like it. I think ice skating is pretty cool. The stage is huge, and you can glide to the other side in no time. It looks very free and unrestrained."

Is the stage very big?

Lu Qian's heart skipped a beat; this answer was quite interesting.

Is it because you yearn for the big stage?

However, upon closer reflection, compared to ice skating, the dance stage is indeed pitifully small. You only need to take a few steps to reach the edge of the rink, and you don't have that light and graceful feeling of wearing ice skates on the ice.

"How about we try ice skating at the ice rink?" Lu Qian asked.

Zhai Yumo hesitated for a moment. Every week when she came to the mall, she would watch the skating tourists and professional skaters below from upstairs.

Even though she didn't step onto the ice, she could feel the sense of freedom and unrestrainedness that others experienced on the ice.

Will it feel like the sky's the limit?

Hearing Teacher Lu ask this question, her longing for freedom on the ice rekindled.

"Teacher Lu, I've never skated before," Zhai Yumo said honestly.

Lu Qian smiled slightly, "I'll teach you. Besides, you have a solid foundation in dance and good balance, so you'll pick up skating very quickly."

Zhai Yumo: "Then I..."

Before she could finish speaking, a little girl's innocent voice came from behind her.

"Teacher Zhai!"

Lu Qian and Zhai Yumo turned their heads at the same time, looking towards the source of the sound.

A little girl with a ponytail rushed over like a rocket headbutt, hugged Zhai Yumo's leg, and smiled, revealing two tiger teeth. Behind the little girl was her mother, carrying a schoolbag, who also smiled and greeted her as she walked in.

"Teacher Zhai."

Then, the girl's mother looked at Lu Qian with curiosity, her eyes filled with scrutiny and inquiry.

Lu Qian paused for a moment, his gaze towards Zhai Yumo becoming more meaningful, and his expression took on a half-smile.

Zhai Yumo felt embarrassed that her secret had been exposed. She greeted the little girl and her mother, "Good morning, Tian Tian. Good morning, Tian Tian's mother."

Tian Tian's mother nodded slightly, her gaze shifting back and forth between Lu Qian and Zhai Yumo a few times before she spoke, "Tian Tian saw you when she went upstairs and insisted on coming to find you."

Zhai Yumo nodded. His hidden identity had been revealed by the little prophet. He then squatted down, patted Tian Tian's head, and said softly, "Now that you've seen Teacher Zhai, go up to class obediently~"

Tian Tian smiled and let go of his hand. "Teacher Zhai, I'll go upstairs now!"

"Okay~" Zhai Yumo waved in response.

After the two left, Zhai Yumo's awkwardness was amplified, and she also felt nervous and helpless as her little secret was discovered.

"Hmm... Teacher Zhai?" Lu Qian asked jokingly.

He now understood why Zhai Yumo had asked him the question, "How can I make a child behave?"

Zhai Yumo rubbed her fingers together, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Teacher Lu, please stop teasing me."

Lu Qian smiled and gestured with his chin in the direction the two had just left.

"What happened? You should tell me about it."

Judging from the way she addressed me and Zhai Yumo's dance, she was probably teaching children to dance.

Zhai Yumo is 16 years old and legally allowed to do some part-time work, but as her teacher, Lu Qian felt it was necessary to find out more about this matter.

The waters of working life, the various contracts—it's a deep well.

Zhai Yumo pursed her lips and said, "Teacher Lu, I really did come here today to learn dance..."

She glanced at Lu Qian again before guiltily adding, "But I also work part-time as a dance assistant, teaching children to dance. The person just now was one of my students."

Just when Zhai Yumo thought Teacher Lu would say something like: Why are you doing part-time work? What if it affects your grades? You should be studying hard at this age...

Lu Qian spoke, his tone filled with sincere appreciation.

"That's great! To be a teaching assistant, your dance skills must be amazing."

Zhai Yumo paused for a moment, then nodded blankly, "It's alright, I can teach kids, it's all basic skills."

"I remember you were 16 years old, right?" Lu Qian asked.

Zhai Yumo's heart tightened, and she could only nod, "That's right."

"Did you sign a written agreement with the dance studio?" Lu Qian asked.

"Huh?" Zhai Yumo was taken aback.

"Didn't you sign a contract?" Lu Qian frowned slightly. "Even though it's a part-time job, you still need to sign a contract. Didn't the dance studio teacher tell you that when you started?"

After regaining her senses, Zhai Yumo hurriedly nodded, "Yes, yes, it's the dance studio where I've practiced since I was a child."

Lu Qian's expression softened, and he asked again, "How long are your working hours? Do your family members know?"

Zhai Yumo realized that Teacher Lu was asking these questions because she was afraid she would be deceived, so she quickly replied, "It's only on the weekend, four hours each day. My mother knows that too."

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