You're all in kindergarten, can you stop being so childish?

Jiang City Kindergarten, small class classroom.

The air was filled with the lively, distinct scent of children.

The children were gathered in small groups, some stacking blocks, others flipping through picture books, chirping away in a scene of bustling activity.

Yu Qingmeng, wearing her hair in pigtails and dressed in a pretty little skirt, sat quietly at a small table, painting.

Her expression was focused, making her look exceptionally delicate and cute.

Just then, two little boys walked over, pushing and shoving each other, their faces flushed with a hint of bashfulness.

One was round-faced and sturdy-looking, named Zichen.

The other had large, bright eyes and looked rather sharp, named Jiahao.

The two stood still in front of Yu Qingmeng, exchanging glances for a long time.

Finally, Zichen mustered his courage and spoke in a muffled voice: "Xiao... Xiaomeng, let's play house together!"

Jiahao quickly added, his eyes filled with hope:

"Yeah! You be the mommy! Which one of us do you want to be the daddy?"

He pointed at himself, then at Zichen, proposing a plan they considered very "fair":

"You choose! The other one can be our son!"

The two little boys held their breath, gazing at Yu Qingmeng with eager eyes, waiting for her "verdict."

However, Yu Qingmeng only slowly raised her head, glanced at them, and then, like a little adult, let out a faint sigh.

Her expression was a mix of helplessness and a hint of disdain.

"Sigh... you guys," she said, her crisp voice carrying an old-fashioned tone, "you're already in kindergarten, can't you be a bit more mature?"

Zichen and Jiahao were stunned.

Yu Qingmeng continued in her soft, sweet voice:

"I stopped playing house when I was two."

"And you call yourselves boys? You have no sense of manliness at all, only knowing how to play these things."

Crack—it was as if one could hear the sound of hearts shattering.

Zichen and Jiahao instantly froze in place, the anticipation on their faces solidifying.

They had only gathered the courage to invite her because they thought Yu Qingmeng was the prettiest girl there.

They never expected that not only would they fail to invite her, but they would also be fiercely "lectured" by this impossibly pretty little girl.

Zichen's face turned bright red, and he stiffened his neck, still trying to salvage the situation.

"It... it doesn't matter! Xiaomeng, if you don't want to play house, we can play other games, I... I can keep you company too!"

"I'm strong, I can help you move your toys!"

Beside him, Jiahao's eyes widened even further than before, looking at Zichen in disbelief.

As expected, Yu Qingmeng dealt another ruthless blow.

She pursed her little lips: "No."

"I find painting by myself very interesting, and you guys are too noisy."

Just then, the classroom door was pushed open.

The gentle Teacher Li walked in with a smile and clapped her hands:

"Alright, alright, children, please go back to your little seats. Teacher Li has something important to announce!"

Yu Qingmeng immediately tilted her little head, put on a well-behaved and cute expression, and waved her small hand at the two frozen boys:

"Okay, the teacher is calling, you guys go back now, don't disturb me."

"...Dis...turb..."

Zichen seemed to have his soul struck by those two words; he turned around, utterly dejected, forgetting even about Jiahao, and kept muttering the word to himself.

He wobbled back to his seat, his small back etched with the weight of his first life failure.

Seeing this, Jiahao could only droop his head and follow him back, feeling crestfallen.

Meanwhile, Yu Qingmeng was already sitting up straight, as if nothing had happened, looking like the most well-behaved baby in the entire kindergarten.

Only deep in her eyes did a flash of "finally, some peace and quiet" mischief appear.

Teacher Li stood at the front of the classroom, clapping her hands with a gentle smile to capture the attention of all the children:

"Children, quiet down now~ Teacher Li has some good news to announce!"

"Our Small Class (1) is about to have a new member join us!"

The children immediately opened their eyes wide with curiosity.

"And," Teacher Li said, intentionally building suspense, "this new member is even half a year younger than our class's youngest, Qingmeng!"

"Everyone must be good friends with him, take care of him, and not bully him, okay?"

"Alright--!" the children responded in unison, drawing out the long vowel.

Teacher Li nodded with satisfaction and turned to head out to welcome the new student.

Children's minds changed quickly; the "setback" from a moment ago was washed away in the blink of an eye by the excitement of the new arrival.

Zichen immediately forgot his previous embarrassment and leaned over to Yu Qingmeng, saying enthusiastically:

"Xiaomeng, when the little brother comes in a moment, he'll definitely be scared since it's his first time at kindergarten. Let's go comfort him together!"

Unexpectedly, Yu Qingmeng didn't refuse immediately this time; she only blinked her large, doll-like eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

Just then, the classroom door was pushed open once more.

Teacher Li walked in, holding the hand of a new child. The gaze of every student was instantly drawn to them.

The boy was thin and tall; although he was said to be younger, his frame appeared more slender and elongated than many of the other boys in the class.

His skin was fair, and his features were exquisitely refined. Just standing there, he carried a clean, striking aura that made people's eyes light up.

Recalling that Du Qionghua had mentioned her son was quite lively and bold, Teacher Li smiled and encouraged him:

"Come, Xiao Yan, be brave and introduce yourself to everyone, okay?"

Had it been a timid child, she would never have done this.

Teaching according to a child's aptitude was the hallmark of a good preschool teacher.

The boy called Xiao Yan was, naturally, Chen Yan.

Facing the classroom full of curious gazes, he showed no stage fright at all. He stepped forward and gave a proper, slight bow:

"Hello everyone, I am Chen Yan. It is a pleasure to meet you all; I look forward to your guidance."

This string of formal, sophisticated language—something that had never been heard in the kindergarten before—completely stunned the little beans below!

Jiahao blinked hard, his mouth hanging open, and tried to imitate him, stammering: "Ple... pleasure to meet you, please... please what was it again?"

He scratched his head, having completely failed to remember the second half of the sentence.

The little girls didn't care about that at all; they were already whispering and chattering: "He looks so good!"

"He's like a little star from the TV!"

Zichen looked confused and whispered to his companion: "Didn't they say he was younger than Xiaomeng? How... how does he look taller than me?"

Yu Qingmeng watched Chen Yan, who had instantly become the center of attention, and listened to the chatter of her peers.

Especially hearing the undisguised admiration from the little girls, a strong sense of crisis rose in her heart for no reason!

Almost without thinking, she hopped off her little chair with a thump and dashed over to stand right in front of Chen Yan.

Yu Qingmeng tilted her little face up, revealing a sweet smile that carried a hint of smugness, and called out in a crisp voice: "Brother Xiao Yan!"

That "brother" was called out with such natural ease, as if it were the most logical thing in the world.

The entire room went silent for a moment.

Chen Yan looked at this little girl, who possessed stunning looks but whose eyes were filled with a clear sense of territorial claim, and the corner of his mouth twitched imperceptibly.

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