Shen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.
Youyou had just skipped a grade and moved to the elementary school department, so he should have had contact with this head teacher during the summer camp.
Shen Yi has always been paying attention to Youyou's situation. Although he doesn't talk much, his grades and performance in school are better than those of ordinary children.
In the past, I was always loved by the teachers in the class.
It is impossible for a normal teacher to have such strong hostility towards Youyou.
Others are not from the Imperial Court, so they may not know.
But Shen Yi knew the situation in the Imperial Academy and could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with this teacher.
Maybe there are other people behind this.
Thinking of this, Shen Yi already had a plan.
If he removes the teacher now, it will affect other children in the class. After the performance report is over, the teacher will be suspended and severely punished.
"Okay, go back and do your own thing. I'll arrange the performance for my nephew and grandson. You have nothing to do here."
"Yes, yes. Director Shen, Chairman Lu, I'll be leaving first." The head teacher seemed to be pardoned and disappeared in a flash.
She thought she had escaped because she ran fast.
Little did she know that as soon as the performance was over, she would be captured by Shen Yi's men and taken to the military interrogation room.
*
"Uncle, what about my performance?"
The summer camp's report performance will be recorded in the credits. The Imperial Military Academy has its own teaching system, and this kind of extracurricular activities always account for extremely high scores.
"Does Youyou have any talents? Piano, violin, singing, reciting are all fine."
Shen Yi plans to organize a solo performance for his little nephew, which will score higher than a group performance.
Youyou thought about it and shook his head, "I have learned piano and violin, but I have never tried singing and reciting. But... I don't want to perform these."
He was willing to tell his mother, but he didn't want to tell anyone else.
"This..." Shen Yi frowned in embarrassment, but immediately thought of a solution, "Come on, come on, uncle knows what to perform, uncle will take you backstage to change clothes."
Before leaving, Shen Yi did not forget to say to Lu Yuchen, "You should go to the parents' seat in front, so that Xinluo won't be unable to find you when she comes later."
After saying that, without giving Lu Yuchen a chance to ask any more questions, Shen Yi happily carried Youyou away.
Xinluo...
Doubt flashed across Lu Yuchen's deep black eyes, and too many questions lingered in his mind.
*
After hearing what Shen Yi said, Lu Yuchen subconsciously thought that Tang Xinluo would go outside to look for him later.
Although he didn't like the current 'Tang Xinluo', he had been away from him for a long time and he didn't want to miss his son's growth process.
The baby who once could only stay in the crib has grown into his current appearance in the blink of an eye.
Thinking of this, even though he would be disturbed by that woman, he still went to the parents' seat.
At this time, there were already quite a few people sitting in the parents' seats.
Lu Yuchen found Youyou’s class seat and sat in an empty seat at random.
At the same time, Wan Weiwei was limping from the backstage to the front stage.
After Lu Yuchen and Lu Qilin left, she took a long time to calm down amid the accusations of the crowd before she reluctantly stood up.
She was unwilling to be defeated like this. She didn't believe that her charm would be inferior to that of a dead Tang Xinluo.
Wan Weiwei quickly cheered herself up, found a place, removed her makeup, and put it back on.
When she was putting on makeup, she saw two red marks on her face and made up her mind to trick Lu Yuchen into her heart's content.
By then, she will be Lu Qilin's mother.
She must severely torture that little brat who dared to leave a mark on her face.
Wan Weiwei fantasized while covering the red marks with heavy powder.
In her eyes, there was only deep hatred and determination to win. (To be continued)