Live Stream: Overly Pampered Education Creates Three Superstars in One Family

As soon as Zhao Shuilan's seemingly rational and objective comment, which was verified by a verified influencer, floated by, the live stream room, which was already filled with indignation due to Zhou Liying's egregious behavior, instantly exploded like a bomb had been dropped into it.

Her remarks that "her sharp language stemmed from disappointment" and "people are too harsh on parents" not only failed to quell the anger but also precisely hit the sore spots of countless netizens.

In an instant, the screen was filled with comments that almost completely drowned out Zhao Shuilan's name, and a tidal wave of ridicule swept in.

"Expert Zhao, please shut up! If you don't understand, don't speak. Trying to ride the wave of popularity only makes you look extremely ignorant!"

"666, I couldn't help but laugh the moment Expert Zhao opened his mouth. Anyone who didn't know better would think the show had hired a professional comedian to liven things up. Trying to whitewash public bullying as 'sharp language,' has your heart been tilted to the Atlantic Ocean?"

"I really don't understand what's going on in the heads of these high and mighty experts. This is supposed to be 'just a little sharp-tongued'? This is completely disregarding their own child! Stripping a little girl of her self-esteem and trampling on her in public—besides satisfying that mother's twisted desire for control, what good does it do for the child? I really don't understand!"

"Perhaps when Zhao was a child, her parents publicly belittled her like this, so she thinks it's a fine tradition that has been passed down from generation to generation."

Of course, there is never a shortage of people on the internet who try to go against the grain to show their individuality. Some older netizens, or those with traditional feudal patriarchal ideas, also jumped out to support Zhao Shuilan and Zhou Liying, criticizing the younger netizens for making a mountain out of a molehill.

"Honestly, being a parent these days is really tough. Zhou Liying was just being modest in front of others, saying a few bad things about her child, and you keyboard warriors are chasing after her and attacking her. Back in our day, we wouldn't dare say a word even if our parents were hitting us with a stick. Now, it's like we can't even say anything to our parents!"

"You old geezer upstairs, you deserved to be beaten back then because of your servile mentality! Times have changed, put away your disgusting corporal punishment methods!"

"There's too much negativity online these days. What good does it do you to viciously attack an anxious mother like this? Do you think parents deserve to be cursed like this just because they make a small mistake? Don't you ever want to be parents?"

Faced with this cliché of "parents are never wrong," young netizens instantly unleashed their fury, sharply tearing away the other side's pretense of double standards.

"Hahaha, this is hilarious! Open your eyes and see how hypocritical you are! When Zhou Liying pointed at her own daughter and called her a piece of trash and a pig, you guys just casually said, 'She was just being modest.' Now that we netizens have only said a few words to Zhou Liying, why don't you say we were also 'being modest'? And now you're arguing with us and acting all heartbroken? I don't know where you get the nerve!"

"I totally agree with the comment above! A bunch of notorious hypocrites. If they were the ones being publicly called trash today, these old fogies would have already thrown a tantrum, not standing here casually spouting 'humility'!"

The live stream was buzzing with excitement, and the barrage of comments was refreshing at a dizzying speed.

Although netizens' counterattacks were extremely sharp, because Zhao Shuilan was the only regular guest in the official live broadcast room today, Zhou Zhenyang was not there, and Sun Xuerong was also attending an offline educational lecture, there was simply no one in the studio who could compete with her.

Zhao Shuilan stared at the barrage of comments attacking her on the screen, momentarily at a loss for how to react. She sat in the live stream, her brows furrowed tightly.

She wasn't faking it; she genuinely felt that this was no big deal and was extremely puzzled as to why so many netizens were reacting so strongly.

In the traditional social logic of Zhao Shuilan, who considers herself an elite, if parents don't act humble and point out their children's shortcomings in front of outsiders, especially those who are better than them, are they supposed to praise their children to the skies like nouveau riche who have never seen the world?

That kind of behavior is practically synonymous with being ill-mannered in her circle; just thinking about it makes me feel embarrassed.

Moreover, Wang Jiajia does seem rather dull and slow-witted.

If a mother says her child isn't outstanding or is just average, and then tries to save face by saying something harsh or belittling them in public, is that some heinous mistake? Does it warrant being cyberbullied by the entire internet?

Zhao Shuilan took a deep breath and decided to stop looking at the comments that were bothering her. She still firmly believed that she represented reason and justice, while the angry netizens on the other side of the screen were nothing more than a brainwashed mob of the lower classes who were obsessed with freedom.

As for Chen Chu himself, at this moment, he didn't have a single thought to pay attention to the bloody battle in the live broadcast room.

After extricating himself from the farce, Chen Chu declined the requests from several parents to continue discussing educational philosophies. He crossed the bustling lawn, following the colorful balloon archway, to find Chen Xiayu, who had taken advantage of the chaos to wander off alone.

Not far away, Chen Chu spotted the familiar figure in a princess dress in a small corner behind the slide.

What made Chen Chu chuckle was that a little girl with pigtails was clinging tightly to Chen Xiayu. That little girl was the same age who had just run over to play tag with Chen Xiayu.

Lin Zhouzhou was standing next to Chen Xiayu, so excited that she looked like a wriggling caterpillar. She held her rosy cheeks in her hands and kept stealing glances at Chen Xiayu. Her body was twisting and turning in place due to extreme excitement, as if she wanted to wriggle into a maggot on the spot.

Lin Zhouzhou was absolutely thrilled!

From the first day Chen Xiayu transferred to this kindergarten, Lin Zhouzhou noticed this extremely special girl.

Chen Xiayu is so beautiful, like a delicate porcelain doll, but she always sits quietly in the corner, not talking to anyone or playing with toys, exuding a cold and aloof aura that keeps strangers at bay.

This extremely mysterious and aloof aura instantly struck a chord with Lin Zhouzhou's imaginative little heart.

She secretly vowed to herself that she would definitely become friends with this beautiful transfer student!

However, the ideal was far from reality. Chen Xiayu was simply too aloof. No matter how Lin Zhouzhou tried to strike up a conversation or share snacks, Chen Xiayu just silently watched her, neither acknowledging nor rejecting her, like a soft but impenetrable wall. As a result, Lin Zhouzhou tried for a long time but never found a chance to get close.

Fortunately, perseverance pays off, and today this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity has finally arrived!

Seeing Chen Xiayu standing there all alone because her father was too tall and she couldn't play the game, Lin Zhouzhou rushed over without hesitation with the straps.

The moment Chen Xiayu took the bandage and nodded to her, Lin Zhouzhou felt as if all the flowers in the kindergarten had bloomed.

Just as Lin Zhouzhou was immersed in the immense happiness of "I finally became friends with my goddess," she suddenly caught a glimpse of a tall figure walking over out of the corner of her eye.

Lin Zhouzhou turned her head sharply and saw Chen Chu.

Upon recognizing that this was Chen Xiayu's father, Lin Zhouzhou's excitement instantly vanished, replaced by an exaggerated seriousness.

She suddenly stood at attention, feet together, hands pressed tightly against the seams of her trousers, back ramrod straight, almost ready to give a Young Pioneers salute on the spot.

Hello, Uncle!

Lin Zhouzhou shouted loudly with great force, her posture of being ready for battle was as if she were facing a formidable enemy, as if the person standing in front of her was not a classmate's parent, but a general reviewing troops.

Chen Chu was stunned by the sudden shout and stood there, three black lines slowly sliding down his forehead.

He looked the girl up and down, who was as stiff as a little wooden board, and couldn't help but wonder: Are kindergartens these days so hardcore? Even five- or six-year-olds are being subjected to military-style management?

Chen Chu cleared his throat, trying to make his expression appear more amiable. He squatted down, looked Lin Zhouzhou in the eye, and asked gently, "Um... little friend, what's your name? Did Xia Yu cause you any trouble while we were playing the game?"

"Uncle, my name is Lin Zhouzhou!" Lin Zhouzhou remained standing at attention, shaking her head wildly like a rattle-drum, her tone extremely firm, "Of course I didn't cause any trouble! It's my honor to play games with Xia Yu! An absolute honor!"

Chen Chu: "..."

Looking at Lin Zhouzhou's extremely serious and flushed face, Chen Chu was momentarily at a loss for words.

This little girl's vocabulary and way of expressing herself are somewhat unusual for her age, almost like a fanatical little fan meeting her idol's family.

However, although it was a bit strange, Chen Chu could genuinely feel the kindness and enthusiasm emanating from this little girl.

She is very caring and genuinely enjoys being friends with Chen Xiayu.

For Chen Xiayu, who was extremely insecure and immersed in her own world, this was the best medicine.

Chen Chu stood up, a very gratified and sincere smile on his face.

He reached out and gently patted Lin Zhouzhou's shoulder, as if handing over some extremely important task, and solemnly said, "In that case, I'd like to ask you to take good care of my little Xia Yu on this playground today."

Upon hearing this solemn entrustment from her "parents," Lin Zhouzhou's eyes lit up instantly.

She immediately patted her chest loudly with her chubby little hands, as if she had received some sacred mission, and loudly promised, "Uncle, you can rest assured! Leave Xia Yu to me, I will definitely take good care of her! If anyone dares to bully her, I will tell the teacher!"

Standing to the side, Chen Xiayu silently watched Chen Chu.

In the little girl's clear eyes, she seemed to keenly capture the trace of weariness hidden in her father's eyes and the helplessness of dealing with other parents.

Unlike before, she didn't cling to Chen Chu out of fear of the unfamiliar environment. Instead, she stood obediently beside Lin Zhouzhou and even winked at Chen Chu very slightly, as if to say: Dad, you go ahead and do your work. I'll be fine here.

Seeing his daughter's sensible appearance, Chen Chu felt a warm current flowing into his heart.

All the fatigue and anger that had accumulated from Zhou Liying were completely healed at this moment.

Is there anything in this world more joyful than having a lovely and sensible daughter who is slowly opening her heart?

Chen Chu smiled and waved to the two little ones: "Please take care of yourself, Zhouzhou. You two have fun, I'll be watching you from over there."

After saying that, Chen Chu turned around and walked towards the other side of the playground where several parents were still waving to him.

Watching Chen Chu's tall figure walk away into the distance, Lin Zhouzhou immediately went into high alert "bodyguard" mode.

She turned around, looking at Chen Xiayu with utmost seriousness and earnestness, her little face tense, and like a little adult, she instructed, "Xiayu, did you hear me? Uncle has entrusted you to me. No matter what game we play later, you must stay close to me and don't run off, or you'll get lost!"

As Lin Zhouzhou spoke, she looked around with extreme vigilance.

The playground was bustling with noise, filled with students running around and parents taking photos with their phones.

Although this is a kindergarten with tight security, in Lin Zhouzhou's extremely responsible imagination, there are "dangerous factors" lurking everywhere that could cause Chen Xiaoyu to get lost.

"No, this is still not safe." Lin Zhouzhou silently calculated in her heart, a strong sense of mission and a solemn sense of responsibility welling up in her heart.

She turned her gaze back to Chen Xiayu's fair and delicate face, took a deep breath, mustered all her courage, and said loudly, "Xiayu, there are too many people here. To ensure your safety... hold my hand!"

When she said those words, Lin Zhouzhou felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

She had personally witnessed several mischievous boys in the class try to hold Chen Xiayu's hand, but Chen Xiayu dodged them all with a blank expression.

She didn't know if she, as a newly appointed "friend," was entitled to the privilege of holding hands.

Chen Xiayu slowly turned her head, her deep, calm eyes, like obsidian, quietly looking at Lin Zhouzhou.

Lin Zhouzhou was so nervous that she held her breath.

She added very seriously, trying to make her suggestion more impactful: "My uncle just asked me to protect you, and I'm a person of my word. I will definitely protect you!"

Chen Xiayu remained expressionless.

She just quietly watched Lin Zhouzhou's face, which was slightly flushed with nervousness, as if she were going through an extremely long and complicated process of thinking.

For a child who is used to isolating themselves, every physical contact is a huge challenge to their inner comfort zone.

Time seemed to slow down at that moment.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Just as Lin Zhouzhou thought she was about to be rejected and was about to awkwardly withdraw her hand, Chen Xiayu made a move.

Slowly and very gently, she extended a small, fair, and soft hand from the pocket of her princess dress, and then firmly placed it in Lin Zhouzhou's palm, which was slightly sweaty from nervousness.

Feeling the cool, real touch in her palm, Lin Zhouzhou swallowed hard.

With a loud "boom."

Lin Zhouzhou felt a surge of heat rush to the top of her head. Visibly, her round little face instantly turned red from her forehead all the way down to the base of her neck, and then spread from her neck to her entire head.

She was like a steam engine running at full capacity, completely red-hot...