Song Baiyan sat on the Imperial Consort’s Couch and said, "If you want to understand this kind of knowledge, figuring things out on your own has its limits. A good ntor can make your efforts much more effective."
Tang Li certainly understood this principle.
However, nowadays she was no longer just an average fresh graduate.
Not to ntion the concerns regarding her status, Song Xiaohua is still small.
Though Song Xiaohua had started to wean and didn’t cling to her mom often, Tang Li felt that if she really wasn’t around the child, it would be hard to ensure the child wouldn’t fuss.
There’s a kind of love called mother believes you love her.
At so point, unbeknownst to Song Xiaohua, she had already beco a stumbling block to her mother’s ambitions.
Tang Li also knew the application conditions for going overseas to study: "I graduated from Art College, even if I applied for an offer, they would reject ."
Many foreign universities don’t accept applications to switch majors.
Just this aspect alone ant she didn’t et the requirents.
Knowing that she’d be shut out, one would have to feel utterly reckless to apply.
Song Baiyan, however, said, you won’t know if you don’t try.
Tang Li couldn’t help but look up.
"Rules are rigid, but people are flexible." Song Baiyan spoke again, his tone generous: "A truly outstanding student, there’s always a school willing to make an exception for her."
"That doesn’t refer to ."
Tang Li was self-aware, being clear-eyed about reality: "To make these schools break the norm, you’d have to be the kind of academic god like a top scorer in the national college entrance exam. For soone like , they wouldn’t be bothered to inflate the value of a pig."
Song Baiyan was amused by her taphor, his smile breaking through a bit: "Sotis, overly dissecting oneself can lead to a loss of objectivity."
Continuing down this path, Tang Li feared she’d be left speechless.
If it were a battle of eloquence, she’d surely be no match for Song Baiyan.
So, she could only appeal emotionally: "Studying abroad for a master’s, so programs take two years—are you really willing?"
"One year, two years, they pass in the blink of an eye."
Song Baiyan said: "Two people ant to spend the rest of their lives together shouldn’t only focus on the present."
"You’re quite open-minded," Tang Li muttered.
After speaking, she was slightly pulled forward, Song Baiyan’s large hand brushing over her shoulder: "There should be pride, not worry, when one is ambitious as a partner."
"It’s said that the capitalism in Europe and Arica is most corrupting, aren’t you afraid I won’t want to co back?"
Considering how many students go abroad and never want to return.
For the sake of so-called prospects, many disregard their aging parents.
"If by then I settle overseas, won’t the entire country laugh at you?"
Song Baiyan spoke up: "If it truly cos to that, you must be ruthless."
Tang Li said, "Not every abandonnt of family and children is by a man."
Looking at the person speaking harshly right in front of him, Song Baiyan chuckled, then said, "Even weary birds know to return to the nest. If there’s not a hint of nostalgia, it only shows I’m unqualified as a partner; and as for Xiaohua, it would fulfill the saying about resentnt extending to all."
Tang Li felt deeply touched.
Even with soone like Song Baiyan, there might not be anyone else in the world who suits her.
With this thought, Tang Li leaned forward and circled Song Baiyan’s waist, her cheek lightly pressing against his lower abdon: "Here’s that line back to you, overly dissecting oneself doesn’t possess factual objectivity."
Song Baiyan embraced her in return: "No matter when, this ho will always be your fallback."
Tang Li understood the subtext of Song Baiyan’s words.
——Song Baiyan wouldn’t oppose her studying abroad.
Even though the arrangents for her to study abroad would be far more complex than for ordinary people.
Studying abroad also ant relinquishing her current responsibilities.
Actually, dostic universities also have these specialized programs.
However, the academic atmosphere abroad is indeed better at the mont.
To quote Song Baiyan’s words——
"Since you’re starting to learn, you should learn with genuine substance."
Tang Li had yet to decide whether to pursue a master’s degree, but in Tan Palace, soone had already begun mulling over studying abroad.
The next morning, still in the master bedroom, Tang Li and Song Jingtian stared wide-eyed at each other, thinking she had misheard. Seeing no reaction from her, the little fellow had to repeat himself.
"You said you want to study abroad in Chiang Mai Prefecture?"
"That’s right." Song Jingtian nodded.
Tang Li: "..."
First ti hearing about applying to study abroad for primary school.
Song Jingtian, however, didn’t find this absurd, pulling out his little notebook: "I’ve done my research, the better primary schools in Chiang Mai Prefecture are just those two or three, among which Chiang Mai Primary School is the largest local public school, but I personally prefer the Lanna British International School and Chiang Mai Pacific International School."
As for why he didn’t choose public primary school, Song Jingtian had very sufficient reasons.
The language barrier was one aspect.
More importantly, the coursework in Siase public schools is too relaxed!
Tang Li looked into the information regarding the two international schools, then at the little fellow: "The entire curriculum is taught in English, can you keep up?"
This elicited a sidelong glance from the little fellow.
"..." Tang Li finally rembered that Steinway also taught entirely in English.
As soone adept at thriving in stressful environnts, Song Jingtian wasn’t exactly fond of the relaxed teaching style at Siase public primary schools.
However, looking at the little carrot head in front of her, barely one and a half ters tall, Tang Li simply couldn’t imagine him living alone in a foreign land, even with a nanny accompanying him, it was hard to feel at ease.
Tang Li also expressed her doubts: "Why do you want to study elentary school in Siam?"
Siam’s education level is far inferior to the nation’s dostic standards.
If the little guy wanted to go to Europe and Arica, Tang Li could understand, as indeed so families send their children abroad to study from a young age, but to go to Siam...
It truly was indescribable.
No wonder the little fellow didn’t dare tell Xiao Minglan or Song Baiyan directly, opting for her help in speaking up.
"Just thought the fruits there are pretty tasty."
Song Jingtian replied, "I figured it would be best to eat them every day."
Tang Li: "..."
Tang Li suspected it wasn’t that simple, yet the little fellow kept his lips tight, insisting he wanted fresh tropical fruits.
As for the real reason, he certainly couldn’t tell Tang Li.
Tang Li returned the little notebook to Song Jingtian and suddenly spoke: "Is it because of Little Button?"
Song Jingtian: "......"
Seeing the blush on his face, Tang Li knew she guessed right.
During Song Xiaohua’s first birthday party, the Li Family sent many gifts.
And the representative was still Li Ling.
Little Button ca along with Li Ling.
Now six years old, Little Button was growing increasingly clever and adorable, looking just like Tang Li, as if carved from the sa mold, even more like Tang Li’s daughter than Song Xiaohua.
Tang Li thought back to the day Song Jingtian t Little Button in the living room——
After two years, the little guy didn’t move his feet again.
During Little Button’s stay at Tan Palace, Song Jingtian often ’harassed’ the little girl.
If Li Ruan were here, noticing Song Jingtian’s impure motives, she might have hung him on the flagpole at Tan Palace’s main entrance.
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Good night!
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