I was approached by a cat-eared girl.

Compared to his silly son, he felt like a very immature father.

Anyway, when Chen Shuo turned fifteen or sixteen, at that age when he was just beginning to experience romantic feelings, he still refused to play with girls and even found it difficult to get along with them.

When two boys sit together, they can communicate well both in and out of class.

Even if the other person isn't interested in the topic, you can ask them a few more questions and they'll become interested, and then you can have a pleasant conversation.

Even if there's a conflict, it doesn't matter. They might get all worked up at the time, but after a while, they're back to normal.

But it's different with girls. If you sit next to them and have a good chat, everyone's happy. But if you can't get their interest in the topic, they'll just ignore you.

At this point, you need to know when to stop. If you dare to say a few more words, or even nudge her a couple of times, like, "Hey, I'm talking to you..."

The other party immediately filed a report.

"Teacher, Chen Shuo keeps talking in class, which is affecting my studies."

What the hell?

Chen Shuo looked completely bewildered, then silently got up and went to stand at the back of the classroom.

After picking up his wife from the driving school, Chen Shuo went home and told her about it.

Bai Xiaoqi was also shocked upon hearing this. She pulled her son and looked him over from left to right for a long time before finally asking, "You like Qiuqiu?"

"I don't like you at all!" Chen Qi'an's face turned bright red, and his voice was extremely loud.

Seeing this, Chen Shuo's expression turned serious. There was no doubt about it; this brat really liked her.

But does a little kid who's not even four years old know what it means to like?

Or is it simply that you enjoy playing with the other person?

Or does he really understand?

Regardless of the reason, Chen Shuo wasn't angry; that's just how fathers are—double standards.

When he discovered that the chubby boy named Lu Haotian liked Da Bao, he was so angry that he almost went berserk on the spot, wishing he could kick the chubby boy away.

But upon discovering that Chen Qi'an liked Nie Qingqiu, he only cared about one thing.

What are Qiuqiu's feelings for him?

Or rather, would anyone even be interested in him?

Don't let it all turn out to be just unrequited love.

Chen Shuo squatted down and patted his son's head. "Dad's asking you something: you like Qiuqiu, but does Qiuqiu like you?"

"I don't..." Chen Qi'an was about to answer instinctively when he suddenly realized he had almost gotten himself into a trap, and shouted, "I don't like her!"

"Don't yell. Here's what we'll do: let's assume you like Qiuqiu. You understand? Just suppose. If you like Qiuqiu, will Qiuqiu like you back?"

“…”

Chen Qi'an was stunned for a moment. After all, he was only three or four years old. It was all hypothetical and hypothetical. This made his little brain turn around. He moved his lips a couple of times and stared at the ground with some disappointment, saying, "I don't know."

"Then go ask her tomorrow."

"?"

Chen Qi'an was stunned; how could he possibly ask such a question?

"Dad's teaching you: Don't go up to her and ask if she likes you. First, ask her if she likes playing with you. If she says yes, that means she has feelings for you. You understand what feelings for someone are, right? Once you have a vague feeling of liking someone, then it's not far from liking them in real life..."

Chen Shuo squatted on the ground, giving the little kid a lecture. Bai Xiaoqi couldn't help but purse her lips. The kid was so young, and this guy was already teaching him how to chase girls. It was so inappropriate.

And this son must have taken after his father; he's started liking young girls at such a young age.

Bah, no wonder they're father and son, they're both shameless.

Chen Shuo was unaware that he had been dragged into this for no reason. He just felt a little itchy on his knee, scratched it a couple of times, and then said, "And about your desire to learn dance, Dad won't allow it. It's not right for a boy to learn that. You can go to other hobby classes, like calligraphy or painting."

Before Chen Qi'an could answer, Bai Xiaoqi interjected with some surprise, "He also wants to learn to dance?"

What was this guy thinking when he went to learn dance?

"Well, Nie Xi enrolled his daughter in a dance class, and this kid wants to go too."

Mentioning this, Chen Shuo's expression became somewhat complicated. The little brat had somehow figured out what it meant to be in a good position and have an advantage. This kid might not be very smart, but his shamelessness was quite admirable.

Putting aside the hardships and lack of holidays, just the fact that he's learning dance is quite something. While everyone else is taking extracurricular classes, a little boy going to dance classes like a girl would be a laughingstock if his kindergarten friends knew.

Don't underestimate little kids just because they're young; they can still make fun of people.

But this guy would do anything to be with the little girl he liked.

I don't know who I inherited this trait from.

It definitely wasn't me.

“Xiao Bao, how about Dad enrolls you in a painting class?” Chen Shuo suggested. It just so happens that the child likes to draw maps, those irregular outlines and patterns with varying shades have a very postmodern art feel.

Chen Qi'an looked up at him, then at his mother, and said, "I don't want to go."

"And what about calligraphy?"

"Do not want to."

"What about Go?"

"Do not want to."

"..."

Chen Shuo asked several more questions in a row, and unsurprisingly, the answer was always no. He understood what the kid was thinking and didn't ask any more questions.

Then he turned to his daughter and asked, "Dabao, would you like to go to an extracurricular class, like learning dance or a musical instrument?"

"I don't want to," Chen Qinghan shook her head vigorously.

"..."

Chen Shuo looked at his two children and decided that since neither of them wanted to study, so be it.

He didn't forcefully assert his so-called fatherly dignity, shouting that it was for your own good, and then insist on enrolling you in a program.

The two kids are still young, and right now they should focus on enjoying their childhood.

As for involution, let others get involved first.

It was a time to enjoy a happy childhood, spending every day attending this English tutoring class and that hobby class.

Even adults find it exhausting, let alone children. At such a young age, they are taken by their parents to various tutoring classes, all in the hope that their children will acquire all sorts of special skills and talents, as if having these skills will give them a head start in life.

If the two children really want to learn, Chen Shuo wouldn't mind sending them to learn and getting a head start.

If they are unwilling now, he will respect their wishes. Their lives have just begun, and they have a long road ahead with endless possibilities.

If life is like a long-distance race, then the person who takes the lead at the beginning may not necessarily be the one who laughs last.

Some people make a strong comeback in the second half and achieve great success later in life; some people rise to the top and become dark horses; some people drop out of the race midway; and some people are born at the finish line.

But there was no real winner in this game, or rather, everyone was a winner.

Because everyone has won that race against hundreds of millions of people.

Chapter 326 I'll Break It for You

It was a little after nine o'clock at night.

"Go to sleep obediently, and don't knock on Mommy and Daddy's door to play at night. Little Bao, do you want to go to the toilet again?"

"I'm not going."

"Then don't wet the bed at night."

"I won't pee!" Chen Qi'an exclaimed anxiously, how could someone slander someone's innocence out of thin air.

"Remember what you said. Okay, everyone close your eyes and go to sleep. Daddy's turning off the lights."

With a click, the room plunged into darkness. Chen Shuo closed the door to the siblings' room and turned back to his bedroom.

Bai Xiaoqi had changed into her pajamas, the pure white skirt falling to her knees, revealing her fair calves. She was leaning against the headboard, watching driving test videos for her third subject on her phone.

She's going to take her driving test tomorrow, and she's feeling very anxious, so she's going to study late into the night.

Upon entering the room, Chen Shuo climbed onto the large bed and, without saying a word, tried to burrow into her.

Bai Xiaoqi pushed him away with her hand, "I'm studying, stop fooling around."

"Oh..." Chen Shuo uttered softly, and the way she said it sounded so out of place.

After all, she's the spokesperson for studying—study what?

A few years ago, we tried to get her to study, but she stopped before she even finished elementary school math. If we hadn't spent money to buy her a vocational school diploma, her household registration would still list her as blind or semi-blind in the "degree of cultural literacy" section.

And this is considered studying?

Chen Shuo tried to burrow into her again, but still failed. This time, he was pinned down on the bed and couldn't move at all.

"Behave yourself, I have to take my driving test tomorrow. What if I fail?"

"If you can't pass the exam, just keep taking it."

"You make it sound so easy. You're the one who's embarrassed." Bai Xiaoqi pouted. If you can't pass the test, keep taking it. You make it sound so easy.

Over the course of two years, I watched wave after wave of students pass their driving tests and leave happily with their licenses, while I remained at the driving school.

The students at that driving school now all call themselves "Senior Sister".

He even called himself the evergreen pine of the driving school.

Don't I have any pride?

“Learning like this is useless. This kind of thing still requires hands-on practice. What’s the point of just watching videos? At most, it will let you know the points you need to pay attention to in the exam, but its effect is actually not significant and very limited.”

Chen Shuo rolled over on the bed to the other side, then sat up and leaned against the headboard with her before asking, "Do you want to try it out on me?"

"How do we practice?" Bai Xiaoqi's mind didn't quite process it for a moment.

"I can't say anything else, but I can let you practice shifting gears on me."

"..."

Bai Xiaoqi paused for a moment, then her gaze followed his lower abdomen down to where the so-called gear shift was, and then she spat at him, "Pah!"