At Xue Jiamin's age, winning such a major award was no exaggeration—this child had a bright future ahead of him.
"Heh heh..."
Xie Chuchu smiled brightly.
Suddenly, she thought of something and lowered her hand.
She hurriedly fished her phone out of her pocket.
"I have to tell Mom this good news right away."
After Mom found out she was coming to watch Xue Jiamin's competition, she'd asked Xie Chuchu to let her know the results as soon as she could.
Mom cared a lot about Xue Jiamin's competition.
When she learned that the boy had made it all the way to the final, defeating one competitor after another, Xie's mother was delighted.
And when she heard that Xue Jiamin's goal was to win the championship, she praised him for being confident.
Besides, it was good to set your sights high. That way, you could go further.
Xie's mother was looking forward to seeing how Xue Jiamin would do in the end.
"Mom will be so happy when she finds out Xue Jiamin won the championship."
Xie Chuchu muttered to herself.
"Wait."
As if she'd suddenly remembered something, Xie Chuchu's expression turned anxious.
"I should record this first."
How had she forgotten something so important?
She scolded herself inwardly as she hurriedly opened her phone's camera.
But it was too late.
The award ceremony had already ended.
Xue Jiamin was giving his acceptance speech now.
The little boy stood tall at center stage, the focus of everyone's attention, the trophy in his hands gleaming brightly.
His voice sounded a little unfamiliar coming through the microphone.
But once she got used to it, it seemed unchanged.
Xie Chuchu looked away from her phone screen.
She looked at the little boy onstage.
The anxiety and frustration on her