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

Chen Xiayu didn't react much.

Chen Chu rubbed the little guy's head.

It's fine.

At least he's always been there.

No matter what Chen Xiayu becomes, she will always be his child.

A father should be there for his child when the child is young and vulnerable, shouldn't he?

……

The bell rang throughout the campus signaling the end of the exam.

As Chen Ziran handed in his last answer sheet and walked out of the examination room, he felt as if a heavy burden had finally been lifted off his shoulders.

He stretched lazily in the corridor, sunlight streaming in from the end and falling on his face.

When he got home, his steps were much lighter than in the morning.

He tossed his schoolbag onto the sofa, flopped down, let out a long sigh of relief, then turned to look at Chen Chu, who was pouring water in the kitchen, his tone tinged with the smugness typical of a young man: "Dad, I'm telling you, the advantage is mine."

Chen Chu came out carrying two glasses of water, handing one to him: "So confident?"

Chen Ziran took the water glass and took a big gulp, then leaned back on the sofa: "Anyway, I've done all I can. The rest is up to the examiners."

Chen Chu sat down next to him and gave him a thumbs up: "Good, good attitude."

Chen Ziran put down his water glass and picked up his phone: "Dad, wanna play a game? Let's have a great duo match."

Chen Chu raised an eyebrow. He took the initiative to ask him to play games? This kid isn't usually this enthusiastic.

He didn't ask any more questions and logged into the game.

After about ten minutes, Chen Ziran started to feel hot.

His gameplay was somewhat erratic; he charged into team fights he shouldn't have, and then went straight to sleep.

While mending his line, Chen Chu slowly spoke up: "You asked me to play games with you, so what's up?"

Chen Ziran was silent for a moment, then controlled the resurrected hero to step out of the fountain, his voice carrying a deliberately casual tone: "Dad... do you think I'm handsome?"

Chen Chu paused, his hand holding the phone pausing for a moment. "Huh? What are you talking about?"

Chen Ziran looked down at the screen: "It's...that..."

He stammered for a long time but couldn't come up with a coherent explanation.

Chen Chu immediately understood when he saw Chen Chu's hesitant expression.

This kid's having romantic feelings.

He put down his phone, his expression turning serious: "Don't worry, you've inherited your dad's good looks, you're definitely going to be handsome."

Chen Ziran's expression didn't improve; instead, it became even more worried: "Then it's over."

Chen Chu: "...What do you mean 'finished'?"

"You're not even handsome," Chen Ziran said matter-of-factly, looking up at him. "Anyone with eyes can see that."

Chen Chu's eyelids twitched: "You're just trying to smear your dad? Your dad was more handsome than you can imagine when he was young, he just hasn't been dressing up much these past two years."

Chen Ziran looked at him with a "I understand, you don't need to explain" look and nodded perfunctorily.

"Yes, I understand."

Chen Chu was thoroughly enraged by his perfunctory attitude.

He put down his phone and went into the bedroom. After flipping through the pages for a while, he took out an old photo album, turned to a certain page, and showed a photo to Chen Ziran: "Come on, take a look at who this is."

The person in the photo is wearing a white shirt, with neat and tidy hair, sharp facial features, and a slightly roguish smile.

Chen Ziran took the photo and looked at it for a long time, then looked up at his unshaven old father in front of him.

"...This is you? You're kidding."

The live chat exploded at that moment.

[Is this Chen Chu? Holy crap, he looks like a completely different person!]

Is this Chen Chu, the guy who always hangs around the house in just a pair of shorts?

Time is a cruel mistress... and it always seems to ravage our appearance.

Chen Chu took the photo back, a hint of smugness in his voice: "Otherwise? How do you think your dad won over your mom?"

They were both somewhat attracted to each other's looks, and the reason they hit it off back then was largely because they liked each other at first sight.

Chen Ziran was silent for a moment, then lowered his head, his voice muffled: "But Dad... why am I so ugly? Did you pass on all your bad genes to me? My sister is so pretty, and I remember my older brother was quite handsome too..."

Seeing his son's self-doubting expression, Chen Chu put down the photo album and looked at him seriously: "You're not ugly. You're just too haggard, just like your dad. You're in class until midnight every night and get up at six in the morning, your hair is greasy, do you think you can be handsome?"

Chen Ziran touched her face. Indeed, she hadn't looked in the mirror since washing her face that morning, and her hair was a mess.

He looked up at Chen Chu: "But..."

Chen Chu interrupted him: "If you don't believe me, ask the live streamers. How many people are handsome during work hours? Don't they just throw on some clothes and go out? They're only handsome after they've finished work, taken a shower, and cleaned themselves up."

A flood of comments expressing strong agreement appeared in the live chat.

Chen Ziran didn't look at the comments; he kept his head down, his fingers fidgeting, looking very conflicted.

Chen Chu looked at him like this and remained silent for a moment: "Do you want your dad to give you a makeover?"

Chen Ziran looked up at him, puzzled. "What do you mean?"

"Dad can make you handsome." Chen Chu stood up, walked to the locker, rummaged around for a while, and took out a pair of scissors and a comb.

Chen Ziran's eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately stood up, clasping his hands in a fist and palm salute: "Father, please accept my bow!"

Chen Chu turned around with the scissors and comb in hand, coughed, and cleared his throat: "Rise."

The comments section was filled with laughter.

[No! Chen Chu, please don't use Zi Ran's hair as practice! Please!]

I feel like I can foresee Ziran becoming Jiahao in the future...

[Ziran, wake up! Your dad's hands, which have ever held scissors, have only ever cut through delivery packaging!]

After half an hour.

Chen Ziran sat in front of the mirror, completely motionless as if the pause button had been pressed.

He looked at the person in the mirror. His hair was shorter, his bangs were thinned out, and after revealing his forehead, he looked much more refreshed.

Chen Chu used a comb to straighten his originally messy hair, and then used a hairdryer to create a natural curve.

He didn't have any complicated styling; he was just clean and tidy. But this simple change made him look like a completely different person.

He couldn't help but touch his hair, and the more he looked at it, the more handsome he felt.

"Dad, your cooking skills... are amazing!"

Chen Chu put the scissors and comb back into the locker, his tone calm but a smile playing on his lips: "You think your father's years of life experience were all for nothing?"

The style of the comments section suddenly changed.

[Holy crap? Is that really the same greasy-haired kid from before? His looks have improved by at least two levels!]

"Wow...isn't he that handsome? If he went to school, wouldn't girls be lining up at the classroom door?"

How many more hidden skills does Chen Chu possess that we don't know about?

However, some discordant voices soon appeared in the comments section.

[What's the point of students spending so much time on their hair instead of studying? Will it feed them in the future?]

Yes, a student's primary task is to study, not to be vain.

In the studio, Zhao Shuilang adjusted her glasses: "What's the use of students spending so much time on their appearance instead of studying hard? This age is a crucial time for diligent study, not wasting time on these pointless things. Will they be able to put food on the table later?"

Chen Ziran didn't hear those words. He stood in front of the mirror, looking at himself from left to right, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.

He turned to look at Chen Chu and asked seriously, "Dad, do you think I look handsome now?"

Chen Chu leaned against the doorframe, looked at him, and nodded seriously: "Okay."

"After all, one percent of your dad's good looks are enough for you."

"With such good looks, remember to wear a mask when you go out, lest you get scouted."

Chen Ziran's lips curled up.

It was clearly Chen Chu bragging, but it sounded pleasant to listen to.