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

Chapter 82: A child's rest time belongs to the child.

Chen Ziran leaned closer to the photographer's screen, looking at the rapidly changing comments in the comment section, and couldn't help but let out a sigh filled with complex emotions.

"Seriously, why are you all so fickle? You were just calling my dad a lazybones, and now you're all praising him like a good father? Where's your stance? Where's your conviction?"

Chen Chu carried Chen Xiayu over, put the little girl back on the sofa, and then turned to look at Chen Ziran, only to find his son staring at him with an indescribable look.

He raised an eyebrow: "Ziran, why are you looking at me so strangely?"

Chen Ziran put down his phone and held up three fingers.

"Dad, your persona has changed three times since the start of the live stream."

"What the hell?" Chen Chu asked, completely bewildered.

"At first, you were a lazybones. After eating, you would just lie on the sofa and sleep like a hibernating bear."

Chen Ziran withdrew one finger, then extended a second one. "And then you became a useless, drunken, domestic abuser who only knows how to get drunk and go home to sleep. That's the new persona netizens gave you."

He retracted his second finger, extended his third, and wore a blank expression. "Finally, right now, you are a loving and devoted husband. Netizens are lining up to say they want to marry you or adopt your daughter."

Chen Chu's expression froze for a full three seconds.

He opened his mouth, then closed it again, and uttered a confused sound: "...How come I didn't know I had changed so much?"

Chen Ziran handed over his phone, the screen displaying the latest top comments in the comment section of the official account of the program "Effective Parenting".

Chen Chu took the phone, swiped his finger up and down on the screen a few times, and the expression on his face changed from confusion to speechlessness, and then from speechlessness to a subtle, indescribable feeling.

He saw the comments that criticized him, the comments that praised him, and the comments that said they wanted to "adopt a baby girl".

His finger stopped on a comment that had a lot of likes. The comment read, "Expert Sun is right. This kind of father should be reported. It's good that Ziran's live stream was shut down."

Chen Chu's gaze lingered on the comment for a moment, then he looked up at Chen Ziran: "Ziran, I just heard you say something about 'Sun Xuerong having someone report and shut down your live stream'?"

Chen Ziran felt a chill run down his spine from his father's calm tone.

He shrank back, but still answered honestly.

"Well... at noon when I was playing games, Sun Xuerong said in her live stream that I shouldn't be playing games during my break time, saying that it has a bad influence on teenagers, and then she had the people in her live stream report me. Then my live stream was banned a little while later."

After he finished speaking, he added, "But it's okay, I have a way to bypass the ban and continue broadcasting... Well, it's true that I can't broadcast it now."

Chen Chu did not speak immediately.

He was silent for a few seconds, then walked over and sat down on the sofa.

Chen Xiayu sensed that the atmosphere was a little awkward. She looked up at him, then looked down again and continued reading her picture book.

Chen Chu spoke, his voice not loud but clear: "Ziran, I need to make things clear to you about playing games during lunch break."

He looked at Chen Ziran with a calm and serious gaze.

"Lunch break is your time. It's your own time, and you can do whatever you want. It's your freedom. Even if you want to go back to your room and secretly play those... little games..., Dad will never interfere. Because it's your free time."

Chen Ziran paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Don't worry, Dad, I won't secretly play games."

"So," Chen Chu said calmly, "you did nothing wrong by playing games."

Chen Ziran couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth slightly.

Then Chen Chu remained silent for a while.

He didn't speak, but just sat there quietly, his gaze fixed on some intangible spot on the coffee table.

The air in the living room seemed to have been paused; it was so quiet that you could hear the second hand of the clock on the wall ticking.

Seeing his father's expression, Chen Ziran felt a chill run down his spine; he was all too familiar with that expression.

Whenever Dad makes that face, it means someone is about to be in trouble.

The photographer also keenly noticed the change in atmosphere.

He subtly pointed the camera at Chen Chu and quietly zoomed in for a close-up.

[It's coming! It's coming! The big one is coming!]

[All that effort was worth it! I've finally waited for this moment!]

[Chen Chu is about to unleash his power on Sun Xuerong! (Sold popcorn, peanuts, and other snacks in the front row!)]

[I came from Sun Xuerong's live stream; everything was peaceful and serene there, with no idea what was about to happen here.]

Chen Chu looked up at the camera, then at the comments that were still scrolling on his phone screen.

He suddenly smiled, not a gentle smile, but a slightly chilly smile with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

The netizens in the live chat were even more excited than him, with rows of "string" text flying everywhere, and some even shouting "Chen Gou Chong her" and "We want to see bloodshed."

Chen Chu glanced at the comments and was speechless. "Why are netizens getting worse and worse these days?"

He shook his head, but did not refute it, because he really didn't intend to give Sun Xuerong any face.

He sat up straight, clasped his hands on his knees, and his tone returned to a calm yet sharp one.

"I often say that as an expert, you must first have solid professional knowledge. Don't just learn a little bit and then wander around doing things that make you a laughing stock."

but!

I still underestimated the intelligence and moral standards of some experts.

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, yet it possessed a power to calm people down.

"As an education expert, I'm completely baffled when it comes to children's time management."

Chen Chu's tone gradually became more forceful, "Since lunchtime is a rest period, how the children want to rest is their own business. What they want to do, and what they consider rest, are also their rights. If even children's rest time is taken away, arranged, and dictated to by others, then what kind of rest time is it?"

He paused, looked directly at the camera, and his voice turned cold: "What time to go to bed, how long to sleep, what to do when you wake up—every moment has to be on a fixed schedule and in a fixed amount. I've only seen this kind of lifestyle in one place."

Chen Ziran was excited and suddenly raised his hand, shouting like someone answering a question in class, "Dad! Dad! I know, it's prison!"

Chen Chu shook his head, glanced at Chen Ziran, and said with a meaningful tone, "Son, you're wrong about that. At least in prison, you can report problems to higher authorities, there's outdoor exercise time, and human rights are protected."

His voice paused, then he slowly uttered the last few words, like a stone thrown into calm water: "Only concentration camps have this kind of life. Because even if you want to speak out, there's nowhere to do so, nowhere for you to voice your opinions. Only concentration camps have this inhumane way of life."

After he finished speaking, the living room fell silent for a moment.

Then the comments section exploded.

[Holy crap! Concentration camp! He said it out loud!]

[I was originally trying to connect with Chen Chu, but I really can't refute this statement... Fixed times, fixed quantities, fixed locations, even rest periods are scheduled, what is this if not a concentration camp?]

[While Sun Xuerong is enjoying a peaceful day, Chen Gou has unleashed his ultimate move. I declare Chen Gou the winner of this round!]

To be honest, Chen Chu was right about something: prisons don't have this kind of life; only concentration camps do. It's like a dream back to the 90s. I'm talking about 1990.

【Wait, how come you all betrayed us one by one? Weren't you just cursing Chen Gou? Now you think he's right?】

That's what a fence-sitter is like. They follow whoever makes sense, no problem there.

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