Mr. President, Unbridled Love

Chapter 1175: Looking forward to Xiaoyouyou's performance (plus 5)

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Shen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

Youyou just skipped a grade to the elementary school, so it stands to reason that he had contact with this head teacher, that is, during the summer camp.

Shen Yi has always paid attention to Youyou's situation. Although he doesn't talk much, he is better than ordinary children in terms of grades and performance in school.

In the past, he was always loved by the teacher in the class.

It is impossible for a normal teacher to have such great hostility towards Youyou.

Others are not from the Emperor's Courtyard, so maybe they don't know.

But Shen Yi knew the situation in the Emperor's 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.

Now that he has withdrawn the person, it will affect other children in the class. After the report performance is over, the teacher will be suspended and dealt with severely.

"Okay, you can go back and do your work. I will arrange my grand-nephew's report performance, and it's none of your business here."

"Yes, yes. Director Shen, Chairman Lu, then I'll go first." The teacher in charge of the class ran away without a trace as if he had been pardoned.

She thought she ran fast and escaped unharmed.

But they didn't know that as soon as the performance was over, she would be arrested by Shen Yi's men and taken to the military interrogation room.

"Uncle, what about my performance?"

The summer camp report performances are to be recorded in the credits. The Imperial Military Academy has its own teaching system, and such extracurricular activities always have extremely high scores.

"Is there any talent you are good at? Piano, violin, singing, and reciting are all fine."

Shen Yi was going to put on a solo show for his little nephew, which would also score higher than group shows.

Youyou thought for a while, then shook his head, "I have learned the piano and the violin, and I have never tried singing and reciting, but... I don't want to perform these."

He would like to listen to his mother, but he doesn't want to listen to others.

"This..." Shen Yi frowned in embarrassment, but he immediately thought of a way, "Let's go, let's go, uncle knows what is good to perform, uncle will take you to the backstage to change your clothes."

Before Shen Yilin left, he still didn't forget to tell Lu Yuchen, "Go to the parents' seat in front, so that Xinluo won't find you later."

After finishing speaking, without giving Lu Yuchen a chance to ask, Shen Yi rushed away happily holding Youyou in his arms.

Xinluo...

Doubt flashed across Lu Yuchen's deep black eyes, too many questions lingered in his mind.

After hearing Shen Yi's words, Lu Yuchen subconsciously thought that 'Tang Xinluo' would go outside to find him later.

Although he doesn't like the current 'Tang Xinluo', it's been a long time since he left, and he doesn't want to miss his son's growing up.

The little baby who used to stay in the crib has grown into what it is now 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, many people were already sitting at the parents' seat.

Lu Yuchen found the seat in Youyou's class and took an empty seat at random.

At the same time, Wan Weiwei was walking from the back stage to the front stage with a limp.

After Lu Yuchen and Lu Qilin left, she waited for a while under the accusations of everyone, and finally stood up reluctantly.

She was unwilling to lose like this, she didn't believe that her charm would be inferior to a dead Tang Xinluo.

Wan Weiwei quickly regained her composure, found a place, removed her makeup, and reapplied her makeup.

When she was touching up her makeup, she saw the two red marks left on her face, so she made up her mind to trick Lu Yuchen into her hands.

At that time, she will be Lu Qilin's mother.

She must torture that little kid who dared to leave marks on her face.

While fantasizing, Wan Weiwei covered up the red marks with thick powder.

But in her eyes, only the deep resentment and the inevitable.