The afternoon classes passed in a blur, and when the first evening self-study session began, the horoom teacher ca back to the class.
The classmates initially thought he was there to maintain discipline, but then they saw him walk straight to Xiu Xi: "Xiu Xi, your father is here, in the principal’s office. You should go over there."
Xiu Xi was explaining a physics problem to Jiaojiao when they both looked up at his words.
"Go on, your father is waiting for you in the principal’s office. You know where it is, right? It’s the third room from the left on the second floor of the scientific building." Seeing Xiu Xi remain still, the horoom teacher urged him again.
The scientific building housed the school’s teaching equipnt and several eting rooms, with a total of just two floors and eight classrooms.
Xiu Xi nodded, and seeing Jiaojiao staring intently at him, he pulled her up to leave with him.
"Hey..." The horoom teacher waved his hand, intending to say that only Xiu Xi was called, but seeing Xiu Xi not even look back, and considering the person personally received by the principal, he thought the visitor’s identity was not simple, so he dropped his hand.
Of course, he would never admit it, mainly fearing that if he insisted and Xiu Xi didn’t listen, it would cause him to lose face in front of the whole class.
Being pulled out by Xiu Xi, Jiaojiao was actually quite happy, though she pretended to be concerned, asking, "Brother Xi, is it okay to take with you? Maybe Uncle Duan just wants to see you."
"It’s fine," Xiu Xi replied, holding her hand tightly. He didn’t want to leave her in the classroom, giving others the chance, even if the person in question were female, it was still not acceptable.
Jiaojiao felt sweet inside, and her lips curled up into a smile.
The scientific building was in front of the teaching building, separated by a lawn of about a hundred square ters.
Jiaojiao had never walked out during class hours before. Now, being led by Xiu Xi, she turned her head to look back at the well-lit teaching building, listening to the sparse and lively noises coming from each classroom, she felt a unique sensation.
She let her imagination run wild, then eagerly asked Xiu Xi, "Brother Xi, what major do you want to study in college?"
"What about you?" Xiu Xi asked back.
Jiaojiao shook her head, responding vaguely, "I don’t know either, I’m not outstanding at anything, not sure what major to choose."
Xiu Xi excelled in all science subjects and could choose any major in the future.
In contrast, apart from being a bit better at English, she really had no outstanding points. Moreover, with English becoming more common globally, her only strength seed likely to fade into the ordinary.
"But I’ll be a wealthy beauty in the future," thinking of her grown-up self, Jiaojiao couldn’t help but happily touch her still chubby little cheeks.
Wealthy beauty?
It was the first ti Xiu Xi had heard this term.
He turned to look at her, quickly nodding. She was indeed fair and beautiful. As for being wealthy, he would work hard to make her the richest.
"Alright, then aim to be a wealthy beauty." Xiu Xi nodded earnestly, calculating in his mind how much his current assets were and how long it would take for him to make her the wealthiest.
The two soon arrived at the entrance to the principal’s office.
The principal and several school leaders were inside, speaking with Duan Qianyang.
This was the third ti Jiaojiao had seen Duan Qianyang. She rembered the first ti was in the hospital when Duan Qianyang was sick, lying in bed, looking as if his days were numbered.
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