At five o'clock in the afternoon, in the key classroom of the Martial Arts Department, the third year of high school, the parent-teacher meeting is coming to an end.
"... The above is a summary of the class situation this semester, as well as an analysis of the results of this final unified examination."
The head teacher Han Zhen stood on the podium and glanced at the parents present. "From tomorrow onwards, the school will officially enter the winter vacation. The vacation will start from tomorrow and end one week after the new year, for a total of 23 days."
His tone turned solemn, "This winter vacation is the last and most important independent sprint stage before College Entrance Exam!
I hope that parents can remind their children that while they relax and rest appropriately, they must maintain the daily rhythm of study and martial arts practice, and must not relax. Once they fall behind at this stage, it will be very difficult to catch up after school starts.
Everyone has my contact information. During the holidays, if your children encounter any problems in their studies or spiritual practice, or parents have any questions, you can contact me at any time through the terminal... That concludes today's parent-teacher meeting. Thank you again for your understanding, support and cooperation throughout the semester!"
After Han Zhen finished his concluding remarks, the parents stood up one after another and began to leave the classroom.
There are also some parents who still stay in the classroom. Some go to the podium to talk to Han Zhen individually about their children's situation, while others gather together in twos and threes to chat.
There was a small circle of people surrounding Ye Min. With a decent smile on her face, she calmly dealt with them one by one, dealing with these conversations that were either sincere or polite.
After everyone left, she breathed a sigh of relief without leaving a trace. She didn't expect that her child would be so outstanding that he would have such a burden. However, compared with the cold reception she felt when her son's grades were sluggish, now these can only be regarded as happy worries.
She looked at the podium and saw two parents talking to Han Zhen, so she didn't rush forward, but returned to her seat and waited quietly.
I learned from my son that Han Zhen has given her a lot of extraordinary help and guidance this semester. It didn't matter that she had been on a business trip before, but now that she is back, she must express her gratitude in person, both emotionally and rationally.
After waiting for a few minutes, Han Zhen sent the last parent away and was finally free. Seeing that Ye Min was obviously waiting for him, he took the initiative to greet him and said enthusiastically, "Chen Mochuan is the best and most worry-free student I have taught in recent years. You have really raised a good son."
Hearing such straightforward praise from the head teacher, Ye Min felt proud and a little ashamed at the same time, "Teacher Han, you have given me the award, all because you teach well. I am usually too busy with work and often travel on business, so in fact, I didn't help him at all..."
When I come back this time, in addition to attending the parent-teacher meeting, I also want to thank you in person.
Mo Chuan has told me that thanks to the careful guidance and care of you and Teacher Lin in the past few months, he has been able to make such rapid progress."
"You are so polite. This is what we should do as teachers. Being able to see students grow up is our biggest gain." Han Zhen smiled and waved his hand, then asked, "Are you going to find Chen Mochuan now? He should be practicing with Teacher Lin at Martial Arts Arena right now. I will take you there directly."
The two chatted while walking. Ye Min kept thanking Han Zhen for taking care of his son. Han Zhen was also happy to share some interesting things and details about Chen Mochuan's progress during school. He expressed his appreciation for this student in his words.
Soon, they arrived at Martial Arts Arena.
In the field, Chen Mochuan and Lin Hong were fighting fiercely with fists and kicks. When they noticed someone coming in, the two of them tacitly stopped fighting at the same time.
Ye Min took out some specialties that he had prepared a long time ago and bought in the city where he was traveling from his suitcase, and gave them to the two teachers.
Han Zhen and Lin Hong knew that this was the other's intention, so they did not refuse and accepted it with a smile.
After briefly chatting for a few words and saying goodbye to the two of them, Ye Min and Chen Mochuan left.
As soon as they walked a short distance away, Ye Min stretched out his hand and pinched his son's arm, but did not hesitate to use any force. When he saw Chen Mochuan looking at him, he frowned and said, "You brat, you don't even say such a great thing as being ranked third in the city, you insist on hiding it... Now you have really hardened your wings, you have learned how to talk to your mother, right?"
"Didn't I say I got third place in the exam..." Chen Mochuan muttered in a low voice. Seeing Ye Min's eyes widen, he raised his hand again and quickly apologized, "I don't want to give you and dad a surprise!"
"Surprise? I think it's a shock!" Ye Min recalled how he was unprepared at the parent-teacher meeting and almost lost his temper. He glanced at his son angrily and said, "If it weren't for your mother's excellent psychological quality, I would have been "surprised" by you!"
Chen Mochuan knew he was in the wrong, so he could only smile awkwardly and did not dare to talk back.
While they were talking, the two of them had already reached the first floor of the teaching building. When they passed the wall of honor again, Ye Min's footsteps stopped involuntarily.
She pointed to the two most eye-catching certificates on the wall and said warmly, "Son, if you encounter danger again in the future, promise your mother not to hide it, and report to your parents that you are safe no matter what, okay? Otherwise, after we find out through other channels, we will only be more worried and afraid..."
Chen Mochuan looked into his mother's eyes, was silent for a few seconds, nodded vigorously and promised, "Okay!"
At around seven o'clock in the evening, the mother and son, who had just finished eating hot pot outside, returned home carrying large and small packages.
It gets dark early in January, and there are no lights in the house, so it's pitch black.
"It's so late, why hasn't your dad come back yet? Does it take so long to report to the company?"
Ye Min, who walked in first, muttered and fumbled to turn on the light, only to find someone sitting on the sofa. It was her husband Chen Qingyang who was talking about her.
"Old Chen, why didn't you turn on the light when you got home? We didn't say anything when we entered the door. It shocked me!" Ye Min stroked his chest with an angry tone, "By the way, why did it take you so long to report on your work? I didn't even have time to ask you to eat your favorite hot pot. In the end, only my son and I could eat..."
"Mom," Chen Mochuan behind him whispered, "My dad seems to be asleep."
Ye Min Then she noticed that her husband was leaning on the sofa with his head raised and his eyes closed. He seemed to be sleeping deeply, so she immediately silenced her voice for fear of waking her husband.
Perhaps sensing the light and movement, Chen Qingyang on the sofa fluttered her eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes, "You are back..."
Ye Min asked, "Old Chen, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Why did you fall asleep on the sofa?"
Chen Qingyang sat upright, rubbed his temples a few times, and cheered up, "It's okay, maybe it's just that I have been too busy and exhausted at work these past few months, and I have been tense. Now I suddenly relaxed, and my body felt a little tired. I fell asleep just sitting on the sofa, don't make a fuss."
Mental Power Chen Mochuan, who has reached the peak of Martial Warrior, relied on his enhanced and extremely sharp senses to capture the fleeting and unconcealable fatigue on his father's face, as well as a trace of slight worry between his eyebrows.
Father seems to have something on his mind... Is there something wrong with the work report?
But seeing that the other party didn't mean to take the initiative to speak, Chen Mochuan didn't ask directly. He just made a mental note of the matter and planned to remind his mother privately to pay attention to it later.
Ye Min didn't notice her husband's slight emotional abnormality. Her mind was quickly occupied by another thing. A smile appeared on her face again, and she said with a somewhat showy tone, "Old Chen, do you know how powerful your son is now?"
Chen Qingyang has not yet completely woken up from his sleepiness. He was a little confused when he heard this. "Didn't I tell you earlier? I got third in the exam, which is great."
Ye Min smiled and said, "It is true that it is third, but it is not No. 8 High School's third, but the third in the city!"
"Third in the city?" Chen Qingyang was slightly startled. The remaining tiredness and worry on his face were instantly washed away by the huge surprise. He suddenly turned his head to look at Chen Mochuan, "Son, don't you have a chance to impact "The Big Six"?"
Without waiting for Chen Mochuan to answer, Ye Min rushed to say, "That goes without saying! Teacher Han Zhen told me personally that as long as the current momentum of progress is maintained, "The Big Six" will definitely have no problem! Our son will be a top Martial Artist person in the future!"
The three of them chatted about this topic for a while. Ye Min saw that it was getting late and was worried that it would affect his son's zhanzhuang practice, so he took his husband back to the bedroom and prepared to announce the good news to relatives and friends.