The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

"Shang Qingya really doesn't know how to post this?"

"Don't worry about it."

Lu Yuan didn't even look up when he answered; he was on his phone making a call the whole time.

I don't even know who I'm calling.

"You scared me to death!" Shen Jia breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't forget to ask why: "Why did you help me?"

She's not stupid.

Of course, she knew that Lu Yuan couldn't possibly be on her side.

"Ask less of what you shouldn't ask."

"Hehe, now she has no way to retaliate against me."

Shen Jia grinned happily and pointed to the position on the podium.

She said, "I'm going to speak on stage in a bit."

"Speaking opportunities are usually given to outstanding students, how come you got a chance?"

Lu Yuan clearly already knew about this news, so he just asked casually.

"My parents have given the teacher plenty of gifts, how could they possibly refuse such a small request?"

"Aren't you ashamed?"

"Originally, Shang Qingya was supposed to speak, but if we do this, wouldn't she be overshadowing me again?"

Shen Jia's plan is proceeding as scheduled.

...

"Now, please welcome a teacher representative to the stage to give a speech."

When those words were heard from the stage, Shang Qingya got up, took out the prepared script from her bag, and went backstage.

According to the procedure, she needs to go backstage to prepare.

Because the next segment is for outstanding student representatives to give speeches.

This was her only solace.

At least she can enjoy the fruits of her labor.

At least she could still present herself in front of Lu Yuan, even though she didn't know if Lu Yuan cared.

But perhaps it was a coincidence, or perhaps it was destiny.

She saw Shen Jia as soon as she entered the backstage area.

"You can go back to your seat now."

"I want to speak."

"It's my turn to speak."

???

A question mark immediately appeared on Shang Qingya's face.

Why would they steal this too?

Didn't the teacher notify you?

Shen Jia wore a malicious smile.

Shang Qingya shook her head, gave a bitter smile, and turned to walk away.

She no longer had the strength to say another word.

But where could she go if she went outside?

Should I return to my seat and endure the strange looks from those students and parents?

Or should we stay here and listen to Shen Jia's provocations?

Suddenly she realized she had nowhere to go, so she turned and walked away without looking back.

Until she heard a familiar voice.

"Yaya." "

She suddenly looked up.

The visitor turned out to be Shang Yan.

"Dad's late, the traffic was terrible, I'm so sorry."

"Why are you here?"

"Dad, did you miss the gift-giving ceremony?"

"A gift?"

Shang Qingya's eyes widened.

They watched in disbelief as Shang Yan conjured a formal dress as if by magic.

Shang Yan is a very rough person; he has no idea what controlling the volume means.

So his voice quickly attracted the attention of the audience.

Everyone turned their gaze in this direction.

"Didn't you say your classmate is an orphan?"

"Mainly because I've never met her father..."

"They were just stuck in traffic."

Shang Qingya stared at the scene before her with a look of disbelief, then reached out and took the dress with both hands.

"Go change quickly, don't you have to give a speech on stage?"

"This step has been cancelled."

Shang Qingya stood there, bewildered, subconsciously explaining in the simplest way possible.

"Shang Qingya! It's your turn to go on stage!"

The homeroom teacher came running over breathlessly and pulled Shang Qingya backstage.

Shen Jia, who witnessed everything from behind, looked puzzled:

"Teacher, wasn't I the spokesperson?"

"Your cousin just told me that it would be too embarrassing for you to go on stage, and that it would be better to let the original classmate go on stage instead."

The homeroom teacher hurriedly left a message and led Shang Qingya backstage.

"what?"

Shen Jia hurriedly searched everywhere for Lu Yuan's figure.

Unfortunately, I couldn't find it.

...

Spring sounds like a wonderful season.

Everything begins to sprout in this season.

Everything that belongs to spring sounds gentle.

The spring breeze doesn't sound stuffy, bleak, or cold; it's warm.

A gentle spring breeze caressed the hem of the dress, revealing glimpses of her fair calves as the skirt swayed.

Shang Qingya took a deep breath nervously and awkwardly adjusted her dress. Her high ponytail was temporarily tied up by the makeup artist, revealing her slightly angular profile.

Holding her script, she took small steps to the front of the stage and adjusted the microphone.

Spring is a beautiful season...

The content of the article comes from Doubao, and it's nothing special, nothing out of the ordinary.

The thunderous applause from the audience was mostly due to her outstanding performance.

"Shang Qingya is an outstanding student representative, having received tuition fee reductions from the school for three consecutive years, and consistently ranking among the top students..."

The homeroom teacher quietly introduced her outstanding qualities.

The phrases "tuition fee reduction" and "top-ranking students" have clearly touched a nerve with many parents.

"Telling you to play fewer games is like harming you; look at what others do!"

"Mom, there are so many people here, don't talk about me!"

Similar remarks were heard in the audience.

At that moment, Shang Qingya almost burst into tears.

That's just how little girls are; that's all there is to her world.

They are easily saddened, but also easily happy.

She was almost the happiest person in the world.

So her eyes kept searching through the crowd without stopping.

Until she saw a figure waving at her from afar.

She didn't know where the courage came from, but she turned around and slipped off the stage.

...

The road ahead is far away, hands in pockets.

Seeing all this, he smiled with satisfaction.

Shang Yan was of course someone he had found. What could be a more perfect outcome than having one's own father come to one's coming-of-age ceremony?

As for how to subdue Shang Yan?

I also want to thank the station manager for the gift.

He made a three-point agreement with Shang Yan.

1. Go work for the security team.

2. I give half of my monthly salary to my daughter as living expenses.

3. Participate in the coming-of-age ceremony

Shang Yan had no choice but to agree.

Otherwise, it's considered attempted robbery, and you should go in and repent.

As for why he's working as a security guard instead of delivering food?

Because delivering food is a job that requires a high degree of initiative.

If Shang Yan were a hard-working person, would he have ended up like this?

The only job he could get was a security guard, doing the menial work of a monk striking a bell.

As for giving a speech on stage.

It happened just now when the two girls were arguing.

The teacher mentioned to him that the arrangements for the speech were complete.

Lu Yuan immediately told the teacher, "This is too embarrassing," and dismissed Shen Jia.

He's a parent, so the teacher will definitely listen to him.

Evening dress?

I bought it from Lu Yuan. Shang Qingya asked about the price when we were at the mall last time.

He went and bought it for me yesterday.

Then there's why I agreed to let Shen Jia participate in the coming-of-age ceremony.

This question is easier to answer now.

Didn't your parents find it troublesome and not contact me?

Now that I'm taking your place at the coming-of-age ceremony, will you still contact me?

Lu Yuan smiled as he looked at the call from an unknown number on his phone; the last four digits were 8888.

It's obviously a rich person's phone number.

He decisively pressed the reject button.

After you've finished disciplining your daughter, it's time to discipline you.

"It's far, shall we take a group photo?"

The sound entered his ears, and Lu Yuan looked up and looked back.

A girl in a white dress walked over and asked cautiously.

You look beautiful today.

"Thank you."

I didn't mean to say you're not pretty normally.

"I'm not just thanking you for praising me."

Shang Qingya tried her best to pout and not let her tears fall.

Of course she knew who did all this; that's just how Lu Yuan does things.

I'll do something secretly, and then make you cry your heart out.

"I was wearing a delivery vest, which wasn't very flattering."

"You look the most handsome in this."

This is the first photo of the two of them together; the photographer is Shang Yan.

He stood on the left, and she stood close to the right, not daring to be too intimate.

Above them is a warm spring sky, behind them is the lush greenery of the school sports field, and the person in the viewfinder is about to grow up.

Lu Yuan felt that this was how a coming-of-age ceremony should be.

Growing up is not just about growing up in age.

Even with many restrictions, one should be psychologically well-rounded.

Humans are social animals, so a perfect personality gained solely through self-reflection is illusory and will shatter upon contact with the outside world.

Only when a person has truly experienced an environment where they are recognized and accepted can they truly touch the boundaries of a complete personality.

Only love can do this.

Therefore, people spend their entire lives searching for love.

This was the first time Lu Yuan had done something like this, and he felt that his plan was pretty good.

He kept thinking.

Suddenly, a fair little hand took his arm.

He looked down and saw that the owner of the small hand was also looking down, her face flushed with embarrassment, too shy to look up at her.

The girl's blush was more important than anything else.

The photo framed by the phone was frozen in a group photo of two full-body shots.

The tall man smiled slyly, as if celebrating the launch of a grand plan.

The other girl blushed, holding the arm of the man beside her, her eyes glistening with lingering tears.

It is a beautiful spring.

Why do reunions always happen in spring? Why do all things bloom in spring? Why is the coming-of-age ceremony also in spring?

Because the world can offer no better gift than spring.