"No playing the rascal, nobody’s allowed to kiss anyone!" Xu Chaomu glared at him.
"Oh." Xiaobao sat down in the chair, defeated.
"Learning all the bad things, huh." Xu Chaomu mumbled.
It seed necessary to remind Shen Chi to be mindful of his influence.
The parent-teacher eting started at nine o’clock, with each class holding their own.
When Xu Chaomu drove to school, it was exactly eight-thirty. The conference room for Class 1 was already filled with many parents.
Xiaobao’s school was an aristocratic school, so looking around, there were quite a few who ca with secretaries, and one kid who had seven or eight nannies along.
Xiaobao pointed at a boy and giggled, "Mom, look, Chaochao brought ten nannies again; his dad is a nouveau riche."
Xu Chaomu looked and counted, it was true, one, two, three... nine, ten, with ten entire nannies surrounding the little boy.
The chubby little boy was sitting in a convertible, gnawing on a chicken leg, with a nanny beside him wiping his mouth.
"Is he in your class?" Xu Chaomu asked.
"Yep, this ti I let him have the last place." Xiaobao laughed even harder.
Xu Chaomu covered her face, really not wanting her son to say: "So you used to score even lower than him?"
Xiaobao laughed again, "I usually get zero points. I was in a good mood this ti, so I answered a few questions, just to let Chaochao have the last place."
"Shen Yun, you can still laugh?!" Xu Chaomu tugged his ear, truly exasperated.
This Chaochao clearly spoiled and unmotivated, yet Xiaobao learned all the wrong things well.
"Ow, ow, mom let go, if you’re not happy, then I’ll get the last place next ti."
Chaochao saw Xiaobao, tossed the chicken leg, and shouted, "Hey, Mr. Zero, did you cheat this ti? Why didn’t you get zero again?"
Xiaobao ran over, hands on hips, "Chaochao, this ti the last place is yours."
"You definitely cheated."
"Do you want to fight?"
"Oh co on, fight? You want to fight ?" Chaochao pointed to two bodyguards beside his car, "I’ll have my family’s bodyguards finish you."
"Fatty, if you have the guts, get out of the car." Xiaobao shouted from outside the car.
Xu Chaomu was really having a headache and quickly went to pull Xiaobao, "Son, let’s go, don’t argue with classmates."
"Mom, he wants to finish off." Xiaobao pouted pleadingly.
Chaochao whistled, "Mr. Zero, scared now? Just see if you dare talk back to next ti."
"Scared of what?" Xiaobao was not scared at all, "I’m better looking than you! My mom is prettier than your mom! My dad is handsor than your dad!"
"..." Xu Chaomu felt overwheld, kids arguing is really childish.
"Let’s go!" Xu Chaomu pulled Xiaobao along to the conference room, unwilling to listen to the kids bicker.
Inside the dium-sized conference room, many people were seated; the classroom was not far from there.
"Son, when mom goes into the eting, you stay in the classroom and read. Don’t run around or argue with classmates, got it?" Xu Chaomu adjusted his hair.
"Got it." Xiaobao promised earnestly.
"Good boy." Xu Chaomu patted his head, "No more scoring zero next ti."
"How else to get your attention if not by scoring zero?" Xiaobao blurted out in anxiety.
"Hmm?"
"Got it, no more zero scores."
"Good, Xiaobao’s the best, now go to the classroom." Xu Chaomu let him go.
Xiaobao dashed away like a little whirlwind.
Watching him return, Xu Chaomu finally walked into the conference room.
Quite a few parents were already seated inside, so on the phone discussing business, so whispering, so playing on their phones.
Xu Chaomu didn’t recognize anyone, so she randomly chose a seat.
As soon as she sat down, she noticed the person beside her looked familiar...
Where had she seen him before?
Ah yes, wasn’t he the handso uncle Xiaobao ntioned? Doudou’s uncle, who even showed her his photo.
Xu Chaomu cleared her throat lightly, sure enough, university seniors were different, much more pleasing to the eye compared to those pot-bellied n in their thirties and forties.
The key point was, he had a good figure and was quite talented.
The guy saw Xu Chaomu looking at him and greeted her with a smile, "Hello, are you a sister of one of the students?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Chaomu was overjoyed, fresh at really was different, even his words were different.
"I’m here for my son’s parent-teacher eting," Xu Chaomu replied with a smile.
"You’re very young, you already have a son? You look about the sa age as my classmates, I’m a senior, my na’s Tan Cong, here for my nephew’s parent-teacher eting."
"Hello, hello." Xu Chaomu nodded.
She was rely looking at fresh faces, but this one was quite nice, she looked at him a few more tis and felt... suited to be a model for her studio.
Listening to Xiaobao, he was from a film academy, probably well-suited for modeling.
She wanted to find a model in the 22-25 age range, and upon seeing Tan Cong’s photo, she thought it was pretty good.
"I’ve heard my son ntion Mr. Tan, saying he often sees you and often praises you for being handso," Xu Chaomu said with a smile.
"Just call Tan Cong."
"I’ve heard you’re from the Film Academy?"
"Yep, senior year, almost graduated, just happened to be free, so I’m attending my nephew’s eting."
"That’s great."
Xu Chaomu quickly beca familiar with him, finding out that Tan Cong wasn’t busy recently and was preparing to smoothly graduate after completing his thesis defense.
His family was well off, and they didn’t want him to sign with an entertainnt company, preferring him to return to the family business.
But he had a deep interest in acting and didn’t want to return to the company.
Upon hearing this, Xu Chaomu asked if he was interested in being a freelance model for her studio.
Tan Cong was just free recently, so he thought of trying out for an audition.
If it suited him, he was willing to do it.
Xu Chaomu was delighted, finding Tan Cong had a great personality, was professional and serious, and communicating with him was effortless.
She had been troubled with not finding a suitable model, but now the problem was solved!
So, while Xiaobao’s horoom teacher was speaking during the parent-teacher eting, Xu Chaomu didn’t hear a word.
She was thinking about how to let Xiaomo communicate with Tan Cong soon, when to start shooting, and which company to partner with for advertisents.
Outside the conference room, at the classroom door.
Xiaobao and Chaochao stood face to face, neither willing to give in.
"Mr. Zero, weren’t you just saying you wanted to fight ?" Chaochao folded his arms, looking at Xiaobao with disdain.
Though Xiaobao, with his delicate features, was no match for Chaochao in size, he was no pushover when it ca to fighting.
"Bring it on, let’s fight!" Xiaobao wasn’t afraid of him at all.
Chaochao laughed loudly, "Haha, don’t cry."
The two kids imdiately started wrestling, Xiaobao was agile, not at a disadvantage, especially since his Taekwondo skills weren’t learned in vain.
With a "bang", Xiaobao punched Chaochao right on the nose!
"Ah!" Chaochao clutched his nose, and blood instantly flowed out.
"Young master, young master." The nannies panicked, flustered and chaotic.
The two bodyguards tried to catch Xiaobao, but Xiaobao made a quick escape.
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