Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby! Chapter 266 - 265: Who Do You Think You Are? If You Want to

"Mr. Lin."

Her voice was hoarse, but incredibly clear.

"I apologize for my previous prejudice and ignorance."

She straightened up.

Her eyes, bright and intense, looked at Lin Wan Yi with unprecedented solemnity and longing.

"In the na of the Director of the Military District Kindergarten, I formally invite you!"

"Please co to our kindergarten as a teacher!"

Zheng Xiulan, the most impartial director in the Military District compound, the woman who could make even the Demon Lord of Mayhem cry.

She was actually bowing to a "capitalist’s daughter".

"Oh my..."

Su Qing covered her mouth to keep from screaming.

The other won beside her dropped their grocery baskets to the ground with a "clatter", sending potatoes rolling everywhere.

No one picked them up.

All the parents seed rooted to the spot.

Lin Wan Yi was the first to react.

She sidestepped to avoid Zheng Xiulan’s grand gesture.

"Director Zheng, what are you doing? I can’t accept this."

Zheng Xiulan straightened up, and on her face, which had been serious all her life, there was an unprecedented earnestness.

"You deserve it."

Her voice was not loud, but her words were clear.

"I apologize for my previous prejudice and ignorance."

"And, in the na of the Director of the Military District Kindergarten, I formally invite you to co to our kindergarten as a teacher!"

This sentence was like a bomb.

Exploding loudly among the silent crowd.

"Teacher? Let Wanyi be a teacher?"

"That’s great! That’s really great!"

"If my kid finds out Teacher Lin is coming to kindergarten, he’ll be the first to rush to the door tomorrow!"

The parents, who had been scared stiff a mont ago, suddenly boiled over with excitent.

Shi Tou’s mom was the first to rush forward, grabbing Lin Wan Yi’s hand.

"Teacher Lin! Please agree! My Shi Tou was calling out for Happy Sheep even in his dreams last night!"

"Yes, yes! And my Xiao Hu, he now recognizes the word ’sheep’! He learned it from your book!" Su Qing echoed excitedly.

"Sa with my kid! It used to be like pulling teeth to get him to write, but now he asks every day how to write ’bravery’!"

"Teacher Lin, please agree!"

"We’re begging you!"

"For the children!"

The parents surrounded Lin Wan Yi, pleading earnestly on every face.

Lin Wan Yi found the situation both amusing and confusing.

She looked at Zheng Xiulan and shook her head humbly.

"Director Zheng, thank you for thinking so highly of . But I’m really not a professional; I only know how to draw a bit and tell stories."

"That’s enough."

Zheng Xiulan interrupted her.

She pointed to the children who had recovered from the shock and were looking at Lin Wan Yi with admiration and expectation.

"They are your best qualification."

Zheng Xiulan took a step forward and lowered her voice.

"Comrade Lin, I won’t force you to teach every day. However, I do have a huge problem and I would like your help."

Seeing her serious expression, the surrounding chatter gradually quieted down.

"Please, go ahead."

"You know the kindergarten’s outer wall is old and worn, with the paint peeling off." Zheng Xiulan sighed, "Next month, the city’s education departnt is coming for an inspection, and the wall’s condition... is really embarrassing."

She paused, her gaze falling on the newly pristine cloth book she had personally worn out.

"So, I would like to ask you to paint a picture on that wall."

Paint a picture?

On the wall?

"A mural?" Lin Wan Yi was sowhat surprised.

"Yes! Paint your sheep!" Zheng Xiulan’s tone was assertive, "Let’s make our kindergarten colorful too!"

This proposal excited all the parents.

"Painting Happy Sheep on the wall? That would be beautiful!"

"The kids could see it every day from now on!"

"Teacher Lin, paint it! We’ll help you with the manual work! Be it mixing cent or moving bricks!"

Just when everyone was enthusiastically imagining the beautiful cartoon wall.

An abrupt, sharp, and cold voice suddenly interjected.

"This is utterly ridiculous!"

The crowd automatically parted to make way.

A woman in her forties, wearing a cadre’s suit and with her hair ticulously gelled, was approaching from the direction of the kindergarten.

Her face was tense, her nasolabial folds deep-set, clearly not an easy person to get along with.

It was the kindergarten’s Vice Director, Liu ihua.

Liu ihua walked straight to Zheng Xiulan, ignoring everyone else.

She glanced at the dirty cloth book in Zheng Xiulan’s hand, wrinkling her nose in distaste.

"Director Zheng, are you growing senile with age?"

Her words caused the atmosphere to plumt.

Zheng Xiulan’s face darkened. "Vice Director Liu, mind your words."

"What’s wrong with my words?"

Liu ihua sneered and didn’t even look directly at Lin Wan Yi, just gesturing with her chin.

"Letting an unknown capitalist’s daughter beco a teacher? And letting her scribble on the kindergarten’s walls?"

Her voice rose, dripping with sarcasm.

"What’s to paint? Cats and dogs, or these limp sheep? What do you take our kindergarten for? An amusent park?"

"This is art! It’s sothing the children love!" Zheng Xiulan argued strongly.

"Art?"

Liu ihua seed to have heard a big joke.

"All I know is that kindergarten walls represent the face of our education! They should display ’Study Hard, Improve Every Day!’ and ’Strive to Be Successors of the Revolution’!"

She stepped forward aggressively.

"Not this decadent noise, not these capitalist sugar-coated shells!"

"That’s going overboard!" Zheng Xiulan trembled with anger.

"Am I going overboard?" Liu ihua finally turned her harsh glare to the silent Lin Wan Yi.

She looked Lin Wan Yi up and down as if inspecting a dirty product.

"A woman who got into the compound by relying on a man’s connections, who can only draw little trinkets to delight children."

Liu ihua’s voice was not loud, but it was filled with insult.

"Director Zheng, letting her paint on the wall is like inviting a wolf into the house! It’s polluting our genuinely revolutionary descendants!"

"You!" Zheng Xiulan was too angry to speak.

Su Qing and other parents could not stand it any longer, wanting to argue.

But Lin Wan Yi raised her hand, gently stopping them.

She looked at Liu ihua, her face expressionless.

Liu ihua was infuriated by her calmness.

She abruptly stood forward, spreading her arms wide like a wall, blocking the way between Lin Wan Yi and the kindergarten.

Pointing a finger at Lin Wan Yi’s nose, her voice pierced everyone’s eardrums.

"You want to paint your capitalist nonsense on our proletarian kindergarten’s wall?"

"Fine!"

Liu ihua’s chest heaved violently as she shouted each word.

"You’ll have to cross over my body first!"