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

In the live stream, Sun Xuerong's face was still on the screen, her calm and confident smile as if it were etched onto her face.

Chen Chu leaned back on the sofa, crossed his arms, stared at the screen for a few seconds, and then nodded in a way that surprised everyone: "But to be honest, her idea isn't wrong."

A row of question marks instantly filled the screen.

【Hey Chen, if you've been kidnapped, blink twice!】

【Seriously? You surrendered right after they ordered you?】

Chen Chu waved his hand, as if talking to an imagined audience: "I'm telling you, being able to think about your child and being willing to spend time figuring out how to educate them is already very good. It's much better than those who don't care about their children, say 'I have to make money to support my family and don't have time to take care of you,' but in the end, they neither make money nor take good care of their children. In reality, they're just looking for their own pleasure."

He paused, tapping his fingers on his knee. "But..."

The moment that "but" came out, the comments section went quiet for a moment.

"Why do you say my teaching methods are no good?"

Chen Chu's tone was not agitated at all, but even carried a hint of confusion, as if he were someone who was seriously considering this issue. "I don't think there's anything wrong with my way of educating my children. Every child is different. If you use one ruler to measure everyone, that's not education, that's producing standardized parts."

Chen Ziran, sitting next to him with a glass of milk in her hand, couldn't help but nod when she heard this.

The comments section erupted once again.

Well said! Every child is different, how can you teach them all the same way?

Yes, you have to be nicer to your kids. My dad beat me every day when I was a kid, and now I don't want to say a word to him.

[However, after all that, I have to disagree. What about Wang Zihao's parents? Were their actions good? Wang Wenwu also provided money and resources; is that considered good education?]

[And then there's Xu Danian. He's been pretty good to Xu Ziang, hasn't he? He was even thinking of starting a live stream to raise money for Xu Ziang's dowry. Even if his methods were questionable, his intentions were probably for the child's sake, right?]

To be honest, although Chen Chu's parenting style seems good, everyone knows that Chen Ziran is just more obedient. If it were any other child, would they listen to you just because you praised them a few times? That's impossible. His method isn't universally applicable.

Indeed, I think children should still act like children. If they're spoiled too much, who will spoil them when they enter society?

What kind of child should we expect? Obedient? Well-behaved? Never crying or making a fuss? Are they children or robots?

The comments section became increasingly heated, with both sides holding firm to their opinions, and the text scrolling on the screen was so fast that it was almost impossible to read.

Chen Chu glanced at the comments section, but instead of immediately refuting the dissenting opinions, he remained silent for a few seconds before slowly speaking.

"Actually, I think education is something that varies from person to person. Some children are naturally introverted, while others are naturally extroverted. Some children respond better to gentle persuasion than harsh persuasion, while others respond better to harsh persuasion than gentle persuasion. Can you educate all children in one way?" He shrugged. "That's not education, that's an assembly line."

Chen Ziran put down her milk glass, turned to look at him, and asked, "Dad, what kind of education do we have in our family?"

Chen Chu glanced at him sideways, not answering directly, but instead asking, "When you're doing math problems, do you ask the teacher, 'What's the answer key?'"

Chen Ziran paused for a moment, then scratched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly: "Dad, you're right."

Chen Chu reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "But your thirst for knowledge is commendable. Take your time to figure it out, don't rush for the answer."

Chen Ziran was a little embarrassed by the praise. He lowered his head, touched his nose, and chuckled twice: "I'm just a bit curious."

【Seriously, you can praise this? ???】

[Chen Chu: My son asked a great question, he deserves praise.]

[Ziran: I'm just a bit curious. Chen Chu: See! My son is curious! Genius!]

[This is hilarious! This father-son conversation is basically Chen Chu blindly praising someone, while Zi Ran is completely overwhelmed by the praise.]

[But you know what, Ziran has really improved. Going from over 400 to 600, that can't be just empty talk, right?]

The tone of the comments gradually shifted amidst the arguments. Although some still questioned the universality of Chen Chu's educational methods, more people began to acknowledge that, at least in the case of Chen Ziran, this approach was effective.

Under the same night sky, an angry curse came from another room.

Wang Zihao slammed his phone onto the bed, Sun Xuerong's words "problem child" still echoing in his mind.

He picked up his phone again and opened Sun Xuerong's live stream. She was answering viewers' questions with that standard, gentle, and impeccable smile on her face.

Without saying a word, Wang Zihao opened the gift menu, selected the most expensive gift, Carnival, and then sent five gifts in a row.

Amidst the exploding fireworks and special effects of the gifts, he typed a comment, each word brimming with undisguised anger: "Who are you talking about? You're the problem child, you piece of trash."

He pressed send, then tossed his phone aside, lay back on the bed, and stared at the ceiling.

He didn't mind spending the money on those gifts.

Anyway, there's still some money in the card.

But the pent-up frustration in my chest didn't dissipate after the gift was given.

On the other side of the city, the lights are still on in an office building.

Li Minghui, the director of the program "Effective Parenting," walked briskly down the corridor, the hem of his suit jacket swaying slightly with his steps.

His assistant jogged alongside him, reporting the situation quickly: "Director Li, the station's leaders and the education bureau's leaders are waiting in the conference room. It seems they have new instructions to convey."

Li Minghui nodded, without slowing his pace.

Pushing open the meeting room door, the lights inside were much brighter than in the corridor.

At one end of the long table sat the deputy director of the station, and at the other end sat a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. Li Minghui recognized him; he was a deputy director of the Municipal Education Bureau, whom he had met at several education-related meetings before.

Several unfamiliar faces sat next to the two men; they appeared to be leaders from relevant departments.

The deputy director waved to him as he entered, saying, "Minghui's here, have a seat."

Li Minghui sat down at the conference table, feeling a mix of nervousness and anticipation. The deputy director got straight to the point: "I've called you here today because there's something quite important I'd like to discuss with you."

He paused, glanced at the education bureau leader beside him, and said, "Recently, the national government has been paying close attention to the physical and mental health of teenagers. As you know, the environment is different now than before. With the influx of foreign cultures and the rise of various short video and live streaming platforms, many children start using the internet from elementary school. The information on the internet is a mixed bag, both good and bad, which has a significant impact on the formation of teenagers' values."

The deputy director of the Education Bureau took over, speaking gently but earnestly: "Therefore, we hope that your program can achieve something new based on its existing foundation. Ideally, it should have a clearer educational significance and provide positive guidance for teenagers."

He took off his glasses, wiped them, and put them back on. "These past few years, streaming media has developed so rapidly. Children are exposed to far more and more diverse information than we were back then. Many parents themselves don't know how to guide their children. So, if there were a positive and uplifting variety show that could serve as a role model, that would be a very meaningful thing."

Li Minghui sat there, feeling his heartbeat exceptionally clear in the quiet conference room.

His fingers clenched slightly under the table, a strange, inexplicable excitement welling up inside him.

Such macro-policy directions at the national level are beyond the control of a small variety show director like him; and this heavy social responsibility cannot be shouldered by a single variety show.

However, being able to participate in such a matter, even as just a tiny cog in the machine, was enough to make his blood boil.

Moreover, what if?

What if he really does achieve something and subtly influences the growth trajectory of this generation of teenagers?

People should always have dreams.

He looked up at the deputy director and the deputy section chief, his voice much calmer than he had expected.

"I understand. I will seriously consider the direction of the program going forward."

After the meeting ended, Li Minghui walked out of the conference room, stood by the window at the end of the corridor, and looked at the city lights outside.

A night breeze blew in, carrying the cool scent of early summer. He took out his phone, opened the notes app, and typed a few words.

"New direction: positive guidance and universal educational philosophy."