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

After evening self-study, the quiet campus came alive again.

Students left the school in twos and threes, and a group of parents gathered at the school gate.

Every now and then, you could hear voices asking, "How did the exam go?" or "Have the results come out yet?"

The results are out, but not all students want to go home so soon.

Li Jun stood at his doorstep, wiped the corner of his mouth downwards with his finger, blinked, and recalled the iconic dead fish eyes of the anime character Hikigaya Hachiman, deliberately imitating a forlorn look. He also slightly hunched his shoulders, making himself look completely lost.

He had already made up his mind before school ended.

We've already had the straightforward surprise last time, so this time let's try something different: build suspense before revealing the truth.

After everything was adjusted, Li Jun opened the door and went inside.

Li Zhiyuan sat on the sofa, his laptop still on his lap, processing urgent company documents and approvals.

Li Jun stepped inside and suddenly froze for a moment. It seemed that every time he came home from school, as long as his father was home, he would see him working on the sofa.

If I don't see it, I'm either working overtime or on a business trip.

Is working on a sofa comfortable?

Li Jun was confused, and his face still wore the disappointed expression he had been putting on outside the door.

"You're back?" Li Zhiyuan glanced at Li Jun, then looked back at the computer screen.

"Um……"

"Hmm?" Li Zhiyuan paused, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

In the past, when Li Jun came back and greeted them, he would either chatter away or be in a hurry. Father and son could exchange a few words, but their tone and reactions were always cheerful.

Why this reaction today?

He knew that the monthly exam results would be released today, and thinking about what happened when he went home after the last results were released, he thought that Li Jun might repeat the same thing: "Dad, polish my shoes."

Then he'll pretend to get angry, and the father and son will play around a bit.

Aside from weekends, we can only talk face-to-face in the evenings.

But Li Jun's reaction...

Li Zhiyuan's heart skipped a beat. Had he failed the exam?

If I ranked 250th last time and don't do well this time, it will definitely dampen my enthusiasm for improvement.

"Come, sit here."

Li Zhiyuan closed his laptop and placed it on the coffee table. He would review the documents later; his son was more important.

Li Jun slowly sat down, slumped back on the sofa, and looked utterly hopeless.

Li Zhiyuan said seriously, "Well... Xiao Jun, when a person is on the road to progress, they will encounter many things. Moving forward, retreating, and even taking the wrong path are all common occurrences."

"When I first started my business, I lost a lot of money. Many people laughed at me back then, but I've made it through now."

"Grades are not everything in your life. One setback doesn't mean anything. Your excellence isn't reflected in your grades. You are still an excellent person even without grades."

Li Jun was somewhat moved, his lips pursed tightly, and he nodded slightly.

"So what if you failed the exam? Is there anything you want lately? Dad will buy it for you to cheer you up!" Li Zhiyuan said generously.

Li Jun's eyes lit up. Was this really happening?

"Thank you, Dad."

"So whatever your score was, don't worry about it being low. Tell us, and we'll face it together." Li Zhiyuan patted his shoulder.

He had already thought of it; even if his son was last in the entire grade, he would still comfort him properly.

"Sigh..." Li Jun sighed, "Not very high, last in the class, 199th in the grade."

"So what if you're last? You gain more than just grades at school, you also..." These words slipped out, but Li Zhiyuan only realized something was wrong halfway through his sentence.

"Last in the class... What grade are they in?!"

"199".

"Ah~ 199, I remember you got 250 last time, right?"

Li Zhiyuan's lips twitched, his hand already reaching for his belt, and then he roared, "Are you trying to make fun of your old man here?!"

Li Jun remained motionless and continued to sigh, "The results are alright, but the archery competition... sigh."

Li Zhiyuan's hand speed slowed down. Could it be that he suffered a setback in the archery competition?

That's true, my son really loves archery, so he probably doesn't care that much about grades.

It's really sad when your hobby gets hurt.

"Well, um..." Li Zhiyuan prepared his words to comfort his son.

Li Jun casually added, "I only won a gold medal."

After saying that, he darted to the other side.

"Heh, heh heh, Li Jun, you're quite the actor." Li Zhiyuan pulled out his belt expressionlessly.

"Isn't this a case of building suspense before praising?" Li Jun explained.

"Well done, the 'praise first, then I'll slap you a few times, then you can be happy." Li Zhiyuan chased after him.

……

A few minutes later, the father and son sat on the sofa.

Li Jun sat on the sofa, rubbing his buttocks.

Li Zhiyuan glanced at him sideways, "Pretending, I didn't even get to draw your number."

"I bumped into something myself," Li Junqian laughed.

"Report Card"

"oh."

Li Zhiyuan finally smiled when he spotted Li Jun's name at a glance.

He said he didn't care much about grades, but he was still very happy to see his son doing well in school.

"You did well on the exam!" Li Zhiyuan patted Li Jun's shoulder hard. "199th place! You've worked hard studying."

Li Jun grimaced in pain, feeling that his father was deliberately retaliating for his previous teasing.

As for how hard it is to study? It's so-so.

"What about the gold medal?"

"Inside the house."

"Let me see it; I can't be bothered to go into your doghouse."

"A mere gold medal? You seem more excited than I am."

"Go now!"

"oh."

Li Jun went upstairs to get it.

The second gold medal was neatly displayed in the glass case, but Li Zhiyuan did not have the habit of entering Li Jun's room without permission.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been fooled by Li Jun's lies.

Li Zhiyuan held the gold medal in his left hand and the report card in his right, his smile even brighter than when he had closed a big deal.

"You've done a great job, son! Not bad at all!"

Li Jun leaned back on the sofa, acting all high and mighty. On the surface, he just gave a smug hum, but inside he was ecstatic.

I love seeing my dad's shocked expression.

"Oh, right, Dad, Teacher Lu organized a dumpling-making activity in class for the Winter Solstice. I need to get some cooking utensils," Li Jun said.

"The class is making dumplings?" Li Zhiyuan was a little surprised, but he also thought it was something Teacher Lu could do. "Okay, but you can make dumplings? Don't go and cause trouble."

Li Jun looked speechless. "It's group division of labor; that's called teamwork!"

"Okay, okay, okay." Li Zhiyuan nodded repeatedly, but couldn't help reminding her, "You can go ask Aunt Wang how to make dumplings first."

Aunt Wang is their nanny, responsible for daily cooking. She has excellent cooking skills and can cook multiple cuisines.

"OK."

Li Jun thought about it and realized that he could really learn it and show off his skills later!

He then saw the computer that Li Zhiyuan had placed on the table, got up, picked it up, and imitated Li Zhiyuan's posture to turn on the computer, mimicking his office work posture.

However, this posture is not very comfortable. You either have to stretch your arms or stretch your neck. If you don't do either, you have to enlarge the document, but it is inconvenient to read after enlarging it.

Li Jun put the computer back and asked, puzzled, "Dad, this position is so uncomfortable. Why do you like working on the sofa?"

Li Zhiyuan was still happily looking at his gold medal and report card when he heard this and looked over, smiling slightly.

"I'm used to it. Okay, take your things back. I have to get back to work."

"OK."

Li Jun packed his things and went upstairs.

Li Zhiyuan also got up, stretched his neck, and took his computer back to his study to work.

Working on the sofa isn't very comfortable, but being able to see my son coming home first thing makes it quite comfortable.

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