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

Chen Chu squatted down and gently pushed Chen Xiayu forward half a step, looking up at Teacher Wu: "Teacher, although she is... a little different from other children, she can communicate normally. She's just a little slow, but given time, she can explain herself clearly."

Teacher Wu glanced at the little girl standing in front of her. Chen Xiayu looked up at her, her eyes as clear as a pool of water, without any impurities.

She didn't flinch or show any fear; she just stood there quietly.

Ms. Wu sighed, "Father, I still don't recommend sending her here. You know, the gap between normal children and... and children with special needs is huge. Especially your child, who has communication difficulties, you should know that better than I do. If she comes here, she might not be able to keep up, and she might not be able to integrate into the class. She'll suffer then..."

Chen Chu fell silent.

He thought for a moment and then changed his approach: "Um... actually, I know your kindergarten director."

Ms. Wu raised an eyebrow slightly: "Oh? Then tell me, what's our kindergarten principal's name?"

Chen Chu: "..."

Seeing his embarrassed expression, Teacher Wu didn't press him further, but simply sighed again.

"Alright, come with me. I can only let you see the headmistress, but I can't guarantee she'll accept you."

She turned and walked ahead, with Chen Chu holding Chen Xiayu's hand and following behind.

Chen Xiayu's small hand gripped his fingers tightly, her steps were small but steady.

As they crossed the playground, several children playing games looked over curiously. Chen Xiayu shrank closer to Chen Chu's legs, but didn't stop.

When the door to the principal's office was pushed open, Chen Chu expected to see an old man with gray hair and reading glasses. After all, a kindergarten principal must be a senior with a lot of experience.

But sitting behind that desk was a young girl who looked no more than twenty-three or twenty-four years old.

She had her hair tied in a neat ponytail, wore a beige knitted cardigan, and was holding a cup of coffee while looking at her phone.

Teacher Wu knocked on the door: "Principal Qiu, a parent would like to talk to you about their child's school enrollment."

Qiu Tian raised her head, her gaze passing over Teacher Wu's shoulder and landing on Chen Chu.

She didn't seem surprised and put down her coffee cup: "Hello."

Chen Chu immediately put on a warm smile, strode forward, and extended his hand: "Hello, hello, old classmate, long time no see!"

Qiu Tian glanced down at his outstretched hand but did not shake it.

She looked up at him with a grin, her tone slightly teasing: "Excuse me, do we know each other?"

Chen Chu's hand froze in mid-air.

Teacher Wu, who was still standing at the door, didn't leave either. She leaned against the door frame, crossed her arms, and looked at Chen Chu with an expression that said, "Let's see how you act now."

The office was silent for about two seconds.

Chen Chu withdrew his hand, his expression returned to normal, and he finally gave up struggling.

amount……

They've been exposed again.

Okay, okay, I'll stop pretending.

He cleared his throat. "Principal, it's like this, my daughter is five years old this year, and I would like to enroll her in school."

Qiu Tian leaned back in her chair and waved her hand: "Actually, I know everything about you."

Chen Chu was taken aback for a moment: "I haven't said anything yet."

Qiu Tian picked up his phone from the table. The screen was lit up, showing the live stream of "Effective Parenting," which showed him talking to Teacher Wu at the school gate.

Chen Chu was stunned for a moment before realizing that the principal had watched the live broadcast. But that was understandable; the program was so popular, and given that the principal worked in the education industry, it wasn't surprising that she was interested.

Qiu Tian smiled and said, "Actually, you're not wrong. We do know each other."

She pointed to the phone screen.

"But I know you, and you don't know me."

Chen Chu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

They're fans.

That makes things easier.

"Can I use facial recognition?"

What do you think?

Qiu Tian put down her phone impatiently and placed her hands on the table, folded over each other: "It's not impossible to get your child into school. But there's one condition."

Chen Chu nodded immediately: "You mean... plucking stars and grabbing the moon, or something like that?"

Qiu Tian chuckled at his "reaching for the stars and seizing the moon" analogy and shook her head: "It's not that difficult."

She straightened her expression. "I can get Xia Yu enrolled. But, could we also have our kindergarten filmed together?"

Chen Chu was taken aback. Qiu Tian continued, her tone becoming much more serious.

"With the birth rate continuing to decline, there are fewer and fewer children of school age. Our kindergarten has also been greatly impacted in the past two years, with a continuous loss of students. As the principal, I bear a lot of responsibility. But if the kindergarten can be filmed with the program, it would be a great publicity opportunity for us."

She looked at Chen Chu, a hint of expectation in her eyes, "This condition isn't unreasonable, is it?"

Chen Chu quickly considered the options in his mind. Although it was a bit difficult, it wasn't impossible. He just needed to convince the director.

He nodded, patting his chest to assure them, "Don't worry, I'll handle it."

Qiu Tian smiled and extended her hand: "Then welcome to join us. Looking forward to working together."

Chen Chu shook hands with her, then coughed and said, "Um... I'm going out to make a phone call."

He walked out of the office, turned into the restroom at the end of the corridor, and dialed the director's number.

The call connected, and the director's voice came through the receiver: "Hey? What's up?"

"Director, I have a big project here!"

Chen Chu's voice carried the enthusiasm unique to a salesperson, "I just got in touch with a kindergarten. It's very unique, perfect for filming, and has a huge amount of footage. It will be a huge benefit to your program! I worked so hard to get this project for you..."

The director sat in the control room, with the live broadcast playing on the large screen in front of him.

In the picture.

Chen Chu was standing in the restroom, passionately speaking into his phone.

The photographer was hiding in the next bathroom, taking pictures in a voyeuristic pose.

In the lower right corner of the screen, a split-screen view shows the entire process of him negotiating with Qiu Tian in the principal's office.

The director stared at the screen with a very complex expression, remaining silent for a few seconds.

Then he picked up the walkie-talkie and replied speechlessly, "Chen Chu, do you think I'm blind?"

Chen Chu's voice trailed off on the other end of the phone.

After a while.

"Director, I don't want to..."

"You son of a bitch!"

The director was speechless, then threatened him.

He sighed, looked at the frozen figure standing in the toilet on the screen, and nodded.

Although Chen Chu was deceiving both sides.

But in some ways, the matter itself isn't bad.

Making things convenient for Chen Chu is making things convenient for yourself; otherwise, who knows what kind of trouble this kid might cause.

Moreover, kindergarten material can indeed be used as new content for the program.

He released the call button on the walkie-talkie, picked up his phone, and formally replied, "Okay. But you better be reliable, and don't let it happen again."

……

The next morning, Chen Xiaoyu stood at the door of the kindergarten's middle class classroom, carrying a new schoolbag that was bigger than herself.

The children in the classroom all turned to look at her.

A little girl with pigtails asked curiously, "A new student?"

But that was all she asked; no one came up to greet her, and no one reached out to help her.

The children quickly turned back to their games and chatter.

Chen Xiayu stood alone at the door, blinking her big eyes, clutching the strap of her schoolbag, and quietly walked to an empty chair in the corner and sat down.

She is not good at communicating with people. Even if someone talks to her, it takes her a long time to react, let alone when no one pays any attention to her.

The teacher began the lesson from the podium.

Because she enrolled in school too late, Chen Xiayu was clearly falling behind.

While other children have already started learning simple multiplication, she is still at the stage of adding and subtracting single-digit numbers.

The teacher wrote a question on the blackboard and asked the students to come up and answer it. Several children raised their hands and rushed to go up. Chen Xiayu sat in the corner and looked at the numbers on the blackboard. The numbers jumped in front of her eyes, but she didn't know what they meant when they were combined.

She looked down at her fingers, counting them one by one. She stopped when she got to the fifth finger, and then forgot why she was counting in the first place. Then she continued counting...

The class is over.

The teacher found Chen Chu.

She stood at the classroom door, looking at Chen Xiayu who was squatting on the ground playing with ants not far away, and said in a low voice.

"Mr. Chen, your child is falling behind and the gap between her and the other children in her class is too large. She doesn't talk or interact with others in class, and the other children don't play with her… This will actually be detrimental to her development. My suggestion is to send her to a special school. The teaching methods there are more suitable for her."

In the studio, Zhao Shuilan held a thermos, her tone calm as if stating a fact: "If she can't keep up, she can't keep up. Each child should go to the appropriate school. This child is clearly lagging behind the other children, and we can't let the whole class and teachers suffer because of her."

She paused for a moment, then said, "One rotten apple spoils the whole barrel."

The live chat exploded at that moment.

[Chen Gou, no! Don't send your sister to a special needs school! Keep her with you for the rest of your life!]

But...my sister needs friends her own age too...she's still so young, what will she do when she's older...?

If you dare send her to a special needs school, I'll smear you for life!

That makes sense... She has communication problems and is falling behind in her studies... A special school might be more suitable for her...

[A rational analysis confirms this. But rational analysis is one thing; emotionally, I can't accept it!]