The parents were all feeling amazed. Were elementary school students so impressive these days?
…
A few minutes later, The public lesson ended.
“End of class.”
“Rise.”
“Goodbye, students.”
“Goodbye, teacher.”
The language teacher smiled. “Thank you to all the parents who came. Today’s lesson will end here, so you can bring your children home. Today’s homework is for everyone to write a reflective piece after you read ‘Tribute to the White Poplar’. Tomorrow, I will check them in class.”
The moment that the lesson ended, Chenchen’s seat was surrounded by all the other children!
“Chenchen! Your uncle is so awesome!” Dede was the first to run over.
Chenchen was unlike her peers who would be smug in such a situation. She still had that grumpy little face of hers as she nonchalantly said, “Passable.”
“Is your uncle a superstar?” Another boy asked, “Why do the principal and the teachers know him?”
Chenchen quietly kept her pencil case and books, saying, “I guess so. I didn’t know he was that famous.”
“Chenchen, let’s go home together.”
“I want to go, too. Let my father drive us home.”
“Chenchen, Chenchen, do you want to come to my house and play? My house is nearby.”
A group of boys and girls surrounded her, asking all sorts of questions. They were very friendly.
Zhang Ye also felt relieved when he saw the current situation. He was greatly wishing to see this little rascal have good relationships with her classmates. Actually, little Chenchen was pretty and cute, like a porcelain doll, and probably no child in the school was prettier than her. From an aesthetic point of view, most people would be willing to play with her; however, as little Chenchen was too cold, and was mature beyond her years, this resulted in her not mixing well with others. After today’s matter, there was reason to believe that Chenchen’s interpersonal relationships would improve. This was also the only thing that Zhang Ye could do.