Yukinoshita's Correction Method

"But that's not enough. There are also some stubborn parents who insist they are right and refuse to change their minds." Dong Yunshan stared at Xue's mother. "This is the issue I want to discuss in detail next, and it's also the most serious problem at present."

Yukimura tilted her head slightly, a cute gesture quite similar to the way Yukino Yukinoshita looked when a little question mark appeared above her head.

Dong Yunshan took out her phone and showed photos she had taken at the beach earlier. "Excuse me, is this kind of activity within the scope of what parents are worried about?"

The fiery sunset illuminated the magnificent waves, where students on the beach were either barbecuing or chasing the waves, their youthful energy running wild.

Snow's mother's gaze lingered on the photo for a moment, then she spotted Dong Yunshan's figure. "There are people I know very well in here, so for me, this is an activity I don't need to worry about. But for other parents, it might not be the same."

"Absolutely flawless..." Dong Yunshan swiped the screen to show another photo. "How about this?"

Besides the students, Shizuka Hiratsuka is also seen eating barbecue in the photo.

Snow Mother glanced at Shizuka Hiratsuka sitting to the side. "In that case, most parents should be able to rest assured."

"But the event is still just an event." Dong Yunshan put down his phone. "From the beginning, the parents' concerns did not stem from the event itself, but from the students' actions outside of their supervision."

"That's why, when parents see the dance, their first thought isn't to work with the Student Council to improve it, but to simply ban it," Yukino Yukinoshita added. "This kind of thinking is the most serious problem."

"Education issues...?" Snow Mother's lips curled into a beautiful smile. "It's time you all considered this. Share your thoughts."

"My parents hardly interfered in my affairs. Once I proved my abilities, they would let me do what I was supposed to do." Dong Yunshan took a deep breath. "But I know I'm an exception; not all children are suited to this kind of education."

"But..." Yukino Yukinoshita lowered her head, biting her lower lip. After a moment's hesitation, she looked up to meet her mother's scrutinizing gaze. "If parents control everything and don't allow their children to have any of their own thoughts... it's torture for both parents and children."

Haruno Yukinoshita stared blankly at her younger sister, her lips moving as if she wanted to reveal a smile of anticipation.

But the forced smile quickly turned into a tightly pursed line.

Snow Mother opened her fan, obscuring half her face, her bright eyes seeming to hold a half-smile, "That doesn't really count as an answer."

"My answer is..." Yukino Yukinoshita took a deep breath, "Children cannot live without their parents' education, but the purpose of parental education should be to enable children to have the ability to leave themselves."

Snow Mother's gaze grew even colder, an invisible pressure rising in the reception room as if to freeze the air, making even breathing a burden. "So?"

Before Dong Yunshan could speak, Yukino Yukinoshita placed her hand on his leg first.

"Therefore... parents cannot simply stop their children's activities, nor can they completely ignore them." Yukino Yukinoshita straightened her back as if resisting an invisible pressure, "But should participate, contribute their own efforts, and witness their children's efforts."

"That's just your opinion." Xue's mother turned her gaze to Dong Yunshan. "Just as he said, there are exceptions where little intervention is needed, and of course, there are exceptions where comprehensive control is required."

"That's why we need to give it a try." Yukino Yukinoshita leaned forward slightly. "Directly involving parents in their children's activities might provoke resentment from the children, while not involving parents might also cause resistance from them. So we need a dance party like this, where as many parents and children as possible can participate in activities organized by the school, allowing parents to try to explore their children's interests and children to try to accept parental guidance."

Even if the dance goes smoothly, it's hard to guarantee that the students will actually learn anything.

To help students understand the things they should pay attention to when participating in various activities, continuous education from parents is essential.

A single dance party cannot guarantee that students will fully learn how to use the internet or how to participate in activities.

But this is a good start.

Let parents know that the activities students participate in are not as dangerous as they seem.

Let students know that parents can also participate in their activities.

Parents are not there to stop the activity, but to help make it better.

This is a very good and necessary opportunity for mutual understanding.

The reception room fell silent for a moment, the invisible pressure steadily increasing until it abruptly vanished in the soft laughter of Xue Mu at a certain critical point.

The unfolded folding fan was moved aside, revealing Yukimura's adorable smile, devoid of any coldness. "With that reason in mind, a ball is indeed very necessary—right, Teacher Hiratsuka?"

"The school has always been very supportive of such educational activities," Shizuka Hiratsuka said firmly, "Especially those organized by the students themselves."

Iroha Isshiki's face lit up with joy. "Then the ball..."

"I agree." Shizuka Hiratsuka smiled smugly. "Because the school administration entrusted me with full authority, my agreement means the school administration has agreed."

To facilitate accountability, the school handed the matter over entirely to Shizuka Hiratsuka.

So now Shizuka Hiratsuka is in charge.

"I 'Parents' Association conference." Yuki's mother's smile remained unchanged as she closed her fan and looked at Shizuka Hiratsuka. "If possible, I hope the teacher can accompany you."

Shizuka Hiratsuka nodded. "As long as you provide the dates, I can adjust the schedule."

"Furthermore, since parents are involved, the budget and scale need to be adjusted accordingly, so that the children can experience the benefits of parental involvement." Snow Mother then looked at Iroha Isshiki, "The details of the ball still need further discussion."

"Huh?" Iroha Isshiki's expression froze. "This..."

Time is already very tight; if we make too many revisions, we might not make it in time...

"Parents are meant to participate in the activities, not stop them. With authorization from the school and the Parents' Association, and with sufficient manpower and resources, there's absolutely no need to worry about the progress." Snow Mother, as if reading through Iroha Isshiki's thoughts, added with a smile, "That was your original goal, wasn't it?"

He'd been seen through... Iroha Isshiki subconsciously glanced at Dong Yunshan and Yukino Yukinoshita.

"It's one of the goals." Yukino Yukinoshita's gaze shifted slightly, from her mother to her sister, and then back to her mother. "I...we all hope that this ball can truly be a great start."

"But even if it's good, it's just the beginning." Snow Mother's smile became even more perfect. "There's still a long road ahead."

"Thinking about it, I am a little worried," Dong Yunshan replied with a smile. "Then I hope you will help me as much as you have today."

"Okay." Snow Mother blinked. "If you do as well as you did today."

Let's take a look at Chapter 812.

"Cheers!!!"

In the karaoke room, everyone raised their glasses to celebrate the official confirmation of the dance party, which had received strong support from the Parents' Association and the school.

During the drinking session, no one in the private room spoke, as expected.

But after putting down the cup, no one spoke, which made things a little awkward.

The table in the middle of the private room was filled with various foods, with the boys and girls sitting on opposite sides.

As the only couple on the field, Dong Yunshan and Yukino Yukinoshita sat in the middle, becoming the dividing line between the two sides.

It wasn't until Shizuka Hiratsuka couldn't stand the couple's affectionate behavior that she sat down between them.

Dong Yunshan was accompanied by Saika Totsuka, then came the Service Club consultant, Yoshiteru Zaimokuza, who was dragged over directly, followed by Hayama Hayato and Tobe Kakeru.

Hina Ebina and Yumiko Miura sat opposite each other. Iroha Isshiki and Yumiko Miura didn't get along, but Iroha Isshiki sat next to her. Saki Kawasaki sat Komachi Hikigaya, Yui Yuigahama sat next to Yukino Yukinoshita.

Iroha Isshiki also invited members of the Student Council, but the vice president and secretary went on a date, and the accountant was also busy.

"The atmosphere feels a bit serious," Shizuka Hiratsuka, her gaze sweeping across the room. "How about you guys sing yourselves?"

"It's more reassuring to have teachers involved in student group activities," Dong Yunshan said with a smile as she poured Shizuka Hiratsuka a drink. "A celebration party can't be without young teachers, after all."

"Well..." Shizuka Hiratsuka picked up her drink, "If that's how you put it, then that's certainly how it should be."

Iroha Isshiki clapped her hands happily. "Then we'll leave the first song to the teacher!"

"Huh?" Shizuka Hiratsuka almost spat out her drink. "It's me again?"

"Huh?" Hina Ebina looked at her curiously. "Was the teacher the first to sing before?"

"Last time it was decided by drawing lots..." Shizuka Hiratsuka muttered, "Well, it's about time you guys experienced the atmosphere of a group activity."

Being brought to the celebration party by the students and sitting among couples (which she had chosen herself) was tough enough, but she also had to endure the somewhat somber atmosphere. Coupled with all the troubles that had happened before, Shizuka Hiratsuka needed to vent properly.

She picked up the karaoke machine, chose a song, and as soon as the very retro intro started, Shizuka Hiratsuka regretted it.

These old songs... don't seem to suit the style of a young teacher.

In the instant she hesitated, Dong Yunshan had already picked up the microphone and reflexively made "oh oh oh" sounds.

The Most Important Thing

He knew this song very well.

Shizuka Hiratsuka paused for a moment, then, as the upbeat rhythm began, Yui Yuigahama waved her glow stick first, followed by the other students clapping along, her last vestige of hesitation vanished, and a powerful voice rang out. "Things we can't give up on~ Things we can't abandon~ Things we can't run away from~ Things we hold onto our beliefs."

When you're about to fail, those are the Most Important Thing.

Dong Yunshan's voice followed closely behind, lacking the soaring tone of Shizuka Hiratsuka, but its deep, resonant strength was even more abundant. "It's nothing to shed tears in front of others."

"As long as we don't forget those things, that's enough. Rather than erecting an expensive tombstone, it's better to live a simple life and be happy..."

The two singers took turns singing, and amidst the waving glow sticks and the rhythm of the music, the atmosphere became increasingly lively.

Especially in the second half, more and more voices joined in, creating a vibrant atmosphere in the brightly lit space, culminating in a lively cheer after the song ended.

"Let's get hyped!" Shizuka Hiratsuka took a big gulp of her drink, then realized it wasn't alcohol, and her enthusiasm instantly dwindled by half.

Inspired by the teacher's singing, the students also began to request songs they wanted to sing.

The atmosphere was better on the girls' side; even Iroha Isshiki and Yumiko Miura, who didn't get along well, were exchanging barbs.

In contrast, the boys' side was much quieter.

Tobe Kakeru tried his best to liven up the atmosphere, but Saika Totsuka too nervous, while Zaimokuza was completely at a loss and sweating profusely.

Dong Yunshan and Hayama Hayato exchanged a glance and smiled knowingly.

Tilting her head slightly and lowering her voice, Dong Yunshan asked Saika Totsuka, "Is there any song you'd like to sing?"

"Uh... I'm not sure..." Saika Totsuka replied weakly, "Um, could you sing with me later?"

"I'm even less confident," Dong Yunshan chuckled. "I only know a few classic songs. You can pick whatever you like; maybe someone else knows how to sing it."

Saika Totsuka nervously, "What if we don't have it?"

Dong Yunshan: "Then sing however you want."

Saika Totsuka: "... Huh?"

"When I was reading Little Snowflake before, I noticed you seemed to be writing a light novel?" Hayama Hayato and Yoshiteru Zaimokuza a conversation. "The manuscript is such a thick stack."

"Huh?" Yoshiteru Zaimokuza became even more nervous. "You... how did you know?"

Hayama Hayato pointed to his fingerless gloves. "I can see your gloves in the photo."

"Oh no..." Yoshiteru Zaimokuza belatedly realized his mistake, forcing a dry laugh, "Well... I was just writing whatever came to mind..."

"That's not something you can just write casually," Hayama Hayato exclaimed. "So many words, let alone writing them, it would take a long time just to look at them. The process of conceiving them must have been very difficult."

"Well... it mainly depends on the feeling." Yoshiteru Zaimokuza scratched his head sheepishly. "When the feeling comes, I can write a lot in one go."

"So..." Hayama Hayato leaned back slightly, "You're a genius author?"

"Huh?" Yoshiteru Zaimokuza hurriedly waved his hands, "No, no, no..."

"Although I don't know much about creative writing, I think there are such classifications." Hayama Hayato picked up fried chicken and fries. "There's the diligent type who can consistently create content over a long period, and the genius type who often experiences writer's block but has a burst of inspiration as if divinely inspired."

"Hahahaha..." Yoshiteru Zaimokuza touched his nose sheepishly, "So, I guess I do belong to the latter category."

"Light novels~" Hina Ebina overheard the discussion and asked curiously, "What kind of genre are they?"

Upon hearing the girl's voice, Yoshiteru Zaimokuza shrank back, unable to face her, and turned to tell Hayama Hayato, "There are all kinds, like sword and sorcery, isekai and the like..."

"Wouldn't that be awesome!" Tobe Kakeru immediately joined the conversation, "Have you ever considered writing me in? As a big boss or something?"

Iroha Isshiki shook her finger. "Lively types like Tobe are usually just lowly grunts."

"Alas~" Tobe Kakeru sighed, "How could this happen..."

"Well..." Yoshiteru Zaimokuza spoke up, "They could also be a reliable companion for the protagonist."

"Yes, yes, yes!" A cold glint flashed in Hina Ebina's glasses. "The male supporting character and the male lead support each other throughout, loving each other deeply..."

"Take it easy." Yumiko Miura skillfully ended Hina Ebina's fantasy with a chop to the neck.

The atmosphere grew even more lively. Dong Yunshan glanced at the message on his phone, exchanged a look with Yukino Yukinoshita, and then got up and left the private room.

After waiting outside for a while, I saw Yukino Yukinoshita come out.

Yukino Yukinoshita stared at his face. "Back then, at Yui Yuigahama's birthday party, you came out halfway through to meet someone from Cloud Flash Delivery, right?"

"It's just something I did," Dong Yunshan said, taking Yukino Yukinoshita's hand. "Let's go check it out together this time."

"Hmm." Yukino Yukinoshita followed Dong Yunshan and went upstairs with him.

Led by a shop assistant, the two entered a spacious room that resembled a hall. People dressed in black suits simultaneously put down their work, stood up, and greeted them in unison, "Brother Shan! Boss Sister!"

Dong Yunshan nodded and waved for them to continue working.

Yukino Yukinoshita blinked, then put on a serious face.

It's strange enough that the company is located above a karaoke bar, but the overall company atmosphere is also a bit...

"This is my office." Dong Yunshan led Yukino Yukinoshita inside, "Although I haven't been here many times."

"I can tell." Yukino Yukinoshita glanced around and noticed the bookshelves with the books arranged too neatly and the desk with no signs of work.