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

Seven people stood at the toilet door, each holding a mop and a bucket, their expressions varied.

Chen Ziran stood at the front, Yang Xunran stood next to him, and behind them were the five brothers who had volunteered to take the blame.

Someone spoke first, saying, "How about... we become sworn brothers?"

Yang Xunran slapped his thigh: "That makes sense! We've been through thick and thin together today!"

He looked at Chen Ziran, "Ziran, you're the youngest, but you're the most courageous. You should be the youngest!"

Chen Ziran, carrying a mop, replied expressionlessly, "Why should I be the youngest? I contributed the most; I should be the eldest."

"How old are you to want to be the big brother?"

"So, how old were you when you wanted to be the eldest brother?"

The two men stood facing each other at the toilet door for three seconds, each holding a mop, and then burst out laughing at the same time.

The comments section was bursting with laughter.

[If you weren't friends, you'd think you guys were sworn brothers! Holding mops to swear brotherhood—the scene is too much for me to bear.]

[Initial: I will not betray my brothers. Ending: I will die for my brothers.]

Being friends with Ziran must be quite wonderful; he's truly a reliable person.

Chen Chu is also quite good. Without his proper guidance, Zi Ran definitely wouldn't dare to stick to her own ideas.

Waaah, I won't criticize you today.

[Upstairs, let's keep things separate. If you were matched with Chen Chu in a game, would you complain? I definitely would. Is his Yasuo even playable?]

In the studio, Zhao Shuilan looked at the seven boys carrying mops out of the restroom on the screen, frowned, and commented, "This is too childish. They're not ashamed of their mistakes, but proud of them. This kind of education..."

She didn't finish her sentence.

Zhou Zhenyang then chimed in, "Teacher Zhao, do you have no friends?"

Zhao Shuilan was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at him: "What do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything." Zhou Zhenyang pushed up his glasses, his tone calm. "I just feel that you might not understand the feeling of 'someone willing to share the burden with you'."

Zhao Shuilan opened her mouth, then turned back to continue looking at the screen.

The head of the teaching department stood by the office window, watching the seven boys downstairs line up, carrying mops and buckets, heading towards the toilet.

His lips twitched. The way those brats walked had an air of heroic sacrifice; anyone who didn't know better would think they weren't going to clean toilets, but to fight a war.

He looked away, sat back down at his desk, picked up his thermos and took a sip.

He made a silent vow.

We must find something to hold against Chen Chu; sooner or later we'll get our revenge.

……

At the same time, Chen Chu, who had just left school, suddenly heard a crisp notification sound in his mind.

[System notification: 103,000 netizens highly approve of your educational methods. You have gained 1,030,000 system points.]

He paused for a moment, glanced at the system panel, and saw that the total system points had accumulated to a very considerable number.

Before he could even look at it closely, his phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, his expression turned cold, and answered the phone: "Feed."

"Chen Chu." The voice on the other end of the phone was even calmer than the last time, a calmness tinged with an air of confident certainty. "You're really getting better and better; your son's even started smoking. Should I congratulate you?"

Chen Chu leaned back in his chair: "You've been spying on my life?"

"Your son's smoking incident is trending on social media, why would I need to spy on him?" Chu Qiuyue's voice carried an undisguised sarcasm.

"Oh, and then?" Chen Chu's tone was indifferent. "You called just to mock me? Are you done mocking me? If you're done, I'm hanging up."

"I wanted to tell you that I won't give up on the case a month from now. I will get custody of Xia Yu." Her tone regained its calm, unwavering certainty. "See you in court. You'd better find a lawyer."

Chen Chu was silent for a moment, then said very clearly into the microphone: "Idiot." Then he hung up the phone.

Chu Qiuyue sat in her office, listening to the busy tone coming from the receiver, and remained silent for several seconds.

She put down her phone and glanced out the window.

then.

She blushed...

At the same time, Chen Chu breathed a long sigh of relief.

comfortable.

Chu Qiuyue is still the same as before; her core values ​​haven't changed at all. Once she sets her mind on something, she's determined to do it.

She's a spoiled rich girl by nature, wanting whatever she wants without caring about others, and throwing a tantrum if she doesn't get it.

A little troublesome.

Chu Qiuyue meant what she said and wouldn't let him off easy.

However, he wasn't afraid. He was willing to fight the lawsuit if necessary; he would never hand over his daughter.

back home.

Chen Chu glanced at the time; it was almost noon.

Chen Ziran said he would eat at the school cafeteria today and wouldn't be coming home, so it was just him and Chen Xiayu at home.

He was debating whether to cook or order takeout.

As I opened the door, a delicious aroma wafted out from the kitchen.

He paused for a moment, then walked to the kitchen doorway.

A small figure is standing in front of the stove, with a small stool on his feet and a spatula in his hand.

A pot on the stove holds a bowl of omelet rice, with golden egg skin wrapping each grain of fried rice, and a smiley face drawn on top with ketchup.

The smiling face was drawn in an abstract style, but you could vaguely see that it resembled him somewhat.

Chen Xiaoyu carefully picked up the plate, turned around, and saw Chen Chu standing in the doorway. Her eyes lit up immediately: "Daddy!"

She placed the plate on the table, picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of omelet rice, and tiptoed to bring it to Chen Chu's mouth: "Daddy! Eat!"

Chen Chu lowered his head and ate the spoonful of rice. The egg crepe was fried to perfection, and the fried rice contained diced ham and corn kernels, making it taste surprisingly good.

He chewed his food, looking at the little girl in front of him. She was looking up at him with bright, sparkling eyes, waiting for his evaluation.

He knelt down and kissed her on the cheek: "Our little girl is so sensible."

Chen Xiayu chuckled and buried her head in his chest, nuzzling against him.

Chen Chu held her in his arms and remained silent for a long while.

He looked down at the little one in his arms. She was almost eight years old, but the only people she could interact with were him and her brother.

She should go to a wider world, meet more people, and have more people to talk to.

He gently patted her back and said, "Little girl, do you want to go to school? Do you want to make more friends? Do you want to play with other children your age?"

Chen Xiaoyu lifted her head from his embrace, tilted her head blankly, and thought for a moment: "Nannan wants Daddy."

"But if Nannan had more friends, Daddy would be very happy."

Chen Xiayu looked at him with her clear eyes. Then she nodded: "My daughter needs to go to school. My daughter needs her father to be happy."

At 2 p.m. that day, Chen Chu and Chen Xiayu stood at the entrance of a nearby kindergarten.

They were greeted by a female teacher who looked to be in her forties, surnamed Wu.

She glanced at Chen Xiayu's household registration book and age, then looked down at the little girl with pigtails standing quietly next to Chen Chu, and her brows furrowed slightly.

"Dad, your child must be disabled."

She closed the household registration booklet. "This is a regular kindergarten. There might be some differences between your child and their classmates, and your child might fall behind. Would you like to reconsider..."