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

After Lu Qian and Zhai Yumo had practiced the Ludi 100-degree jump routine until they were familiar with it, they planned to leave.

"Yu Mo, you have class this afternoon, so I won't disturb your rest any longer. I'll be going now."

"Okay, Teacher Lu, you should go back and rest early too." Zhai Yumo skipped over to Lu Qian's side, intending to see him off.

Dance principal Liu Yaru followed, and the two escorted Lu Qian all the way to the escalator.

"I can go down by myself. By the way, Yu Mo, have you finished your homework?" Lu Qian finally asked the question that the homeroom teacher should ask.

Zhai Yumo nodded, "I finished writing it that very night."

"Very well, then I'm leaving." Lu Qian waved his hand and took the escalator down.

Watching Lu Qian's retreating figure, Liu Yaru said, "Yu Mo, your homeroom teacher is quite something. He talks and chats with you like a friend, without the inherent pressure of a school teacher."

"Of course!" Zhai Yumo said proudly, "Teacher Lu is the best teacher!"

"But he doesn't seem to have eaten enough," Liu Yaru suddenly said. "Look..."

Zhai Yumo looked in the direction Liu Yaru was pointing. After Lu Qian went down one floor, he walked back to the place where he had eaten earlier, and finally leaned against the railing, looking at the excavator not far away.

The two fell silent.

The child is sitting inside the excavator, operating the bucket and boom.

Several boys around were watching with great interest.

Their ages range from 10 to 40.

After watching for a while, the child's father left with the child, which made Lu Qian feel very sorry. He even wondered if the child's father would secretly play with the excavator while the child was not at home.

"I'm off to home."

I went downstairs and glanced at Coach Li, who was showing off with great enthusiasm.

After all, triple jumps aren't very common anymore.

Lu Qian didn't strike up a conversation, but the two became friends and would contact each other online if needed.

……

Zhai Yumo returned to the dance studio, sat cross-legged on the floor, opened her phone and found a video of ice skating, her face full of interest.

Liu Yaru was a little puzzled, "Yu Mo, is ice skating that fun?"

Zhai Yumo nodded repeatedly, "Sister Ru, it's a lot of fun. You can skate very far in no time. Do you want to try it? I'll teach you later. Dancers have an advantage when learning to skate."

Liu Yaru: "Hmm... okay."

Before I knew it, it was 2 PM, time for me to be a teaching assistant.

Zhai Yumo went to the bathroom to wash her face to clear her head, glanced at the sun outside the glass window, and thought that she might be able to go skating for a while after get off work.

...

Sunlight shone into Liu Mingchao's half-closed eyes. He stretched, and his body crackled with moisture.

I slept in late this morning and then studied all morning; it felt very fulfilling.

"What a wonderful feeling."

Twisting his neck, Liu Mingchao went to the living room to pour himself a glass of water. "Mom, where's Dad?"

Liu's mother was happily watching TV and eating sunflower seeds when she heard this. Without turning her head, she said, "Your dad went fishing early this morning. He said he'd stew fish for you tonight."

"By the way, would you like to eat ribs or chicken drumsticks for dinner?"

Liu Mingchao was stunned. "Isn't it supposed to be stewed fish?"

Liu's mother sneered, "He was just saying that, you actually believed he could catch fish? If you want to eat fish, I'll go to the market to buy some later."

Liu Mingchao shrugged. "You really know my dad."

"Ha, I can tell what his farts smell like." Liu's mother quickly gathered up the mountain of sunflower seed shells and put them in the trash can, then muttered, "Mingchao, your grades have improved a lot, but you can't rush your studies. Don't stifle yourself. Go out for a walk this weekend."

Our son is studying incredibly hard right now, so hard that it's making his parents a little worried. We're worried he'll become a fool from studying too much.

Liu Mingchao was speechless. Just as he was about to say something, his phone rang inside the room.

I went inside and glanced at the caller ID. It was a friend I used to hang out with, but he dropped out of junior high.

The call was connected.

"Feed?"

"Chaozi, come out and play billiards! I haven't seen you in ages."

Liu Mingchao glanced at the math problems on the table and then thought of what his mother had just said.

"Okay, I'll be there in a bit."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Mingchao quickly washed up and changed his clothes.

"Mom, I'm going out now, a friend is looking for me."

Liu's mother waved her hand, "Go ahead, but come back soon."

……

More than ten minutes later, Liu Mingchao arrived at a billiards hall. After not finding anyone on the first floor, he went directly to the second floor.

Several boys with dyed yellow hair, bowl cuts, and tight pants were gathered around the pool table, smoking and occasionally switching cues to take a shot. When they chatted, they couldn't stop talking about their mothers.

One of the blond-haired men glanced at the stairwell and immediately waved.

"Chaozi, here."

Liu Mingchao waved and quickly walked over, "Brother Tiger."

Tiger punched him when they met, saying, "Damn it, Chaozi, it's so hard to see you."

Liu Mingchao smiled and said, "I've been studying at home."

"Holy crap! You're pretty good at bragging, even pretending to be a model student." Another blond-haired guy laughed and cursed, handing Liu Mingchao his golf club. "Want a round?"

Liu Mingchao took it and promptly struck a pole.

Boom!

Enter the cave!

He then passed the pole to someone else.

Crowdfunding to play golf, one person, one club.

These were his old buddies who used to hang out with him. They dropped out of school and spent their days together eating, drinking, having fun, smoking, drinking, and playing cards. Some of them found jobs as waiters or barbers, working sporadically.

Some of them had gotten into fights, went to other schools to avenge their friends, and then got invited in and given a lecture.

Because Liu Mingchao had to attend classes regularly, he didn't pick up any bad habits. He only played billiards and went to internet cafes on weekends.

Previously, when Teacher Lu was mocked by Wu Bin, Liu Mingchao wanted to get his buddies to beat up Wu Bin, but Xie Tianming stopped him.

After that, he started studying hard and brushing up on his basics. He didn't go out much, just chatted online until today.

"Ah Yu, don't you work at a barbershop? Aren't you busy at this hour?" Liu Mingchao looked at a boy curiously.

"Damn, your information is way behind the times. I quit a long time ago." The boy called A-Yu cursed, rolled up his long sleeves, and showed off with a smug look on his face. "Chaozi, look, isn't this tattoo cool?"

A large, full-sleeve tattoo that extends all the way to the chest.

Liu Mingchao leaned closer to take a look, but couldn't make out any pattern. He only saw a scorpion on the back of his hand. He spat on his index finger and tried to rub it to see if it was real.

Ayu cursed and took a few steps back, "Damn it, what are you doing? This is real."

"Awesome." Liu Mingchao gave a thumbs up.

Ah Yu grinned contentedly, "Why don't you get one too? When we brothers stand on the street, we'll look so damn cool! I know people here, it'll be cheap."

Liu Mingchao waved his hands repeatedly, "Forget it, I'm not interested in tattoos. If I get a tattoo today, my mom will beat me to death tonight."

Ayu pouted, "Boring."

Liu Mingchao just smiled happily. If his grades weren't good, his mother would at most grumble a few words, but if he dared to get a tattoo, his mother would really beat him to death.

"Don't fucking corrupt Chaozi, get lost." Tiger kicked him.

Ah Yu chuckled, then grumbled as he grabbed the billiard cue, "Give me the last ball! Watch me!"

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