Chapter 1567: The Troublesome Dark Horses

Wan'er told her daughters.

One must have a broad mind; being tit-for-tat might look satisfying on the surface, but it is narrow-minded.

Regarding classmates who used to mock them, doing this might be considered narrow-minded, but it is not entirely unacceptable; she does not demand her daughters be saints who repay malice with virtue to everyone.

But doing this to a teacher is simply wrong!

The mistake lies in only seeing one's own grievances while ignoring the efforts of others.

The teacher may have criticized them often in the past, but she never left them to their own devices; even if the method was wrong, the starting point and the result were good.

Today, seeing them treat their teacher this way, Wan'er feels very disheartened.

If one's eyes are filled only with hatred and lack a heart of gratitude, what does it matter how smart one is?

If her daughters are narrow-minded people who seek revenge for the slightest grievance, they will not go far, no matter how smart they are.

"Mom, we aren't that kind of person..." Youyou was so anxious she almost cried.

Taotao also explained: "We know we were wrong; I will go apologize to the teacher, please don't be angry."

Mengmeng: "We will change, we definitely will!"

In the end, this matter concluded with the children going to apologize to the teacher.

Her husband Jian Yining felt his wife was making a mountain out of a molehill; although the children did something wrong, there was no need for such intense educational methods, right?

Wan'er glared at him: "Do you have no idea what your own daughters are like? If I used gentle methods on them, not a single one would get into Jiang University."

Jian Yining chuckled and stopped arguing.

His wife was right; his daughters truly could not be handled with gentle methods.

Give them an inch and they'll take a mile.

He and Wan'er were both easygoing people who were never a cause for worry for their elders growing up.

Who on earth did these children take after?

During a gathering of friends, Shi Youxuan provided the answer.

"It's like the women of the Ji Family; when your daughter was born, who was the first to hold her?"

Wan'er:...

She thought about it carefully; it was her aunt Ji Yingjie who held her.

Wan'er widened her eyes: "No way? Can it really be that accurate?"

There is a saying in Jiangzhou that when a newborn child leaves the delivery room, whoever holds them first will determine the child's future personality.

Shi Youxuan: "Exactly; since it's a saying that has been passed down for many years, it has a certain rationality to it. It's pretty much like that; blame your aunt."

Jian Yixin laughed: "Stop talking nonsense; that kind of saying has no scientific basis at all."

"Then tell me, why don't their personalities take after me?" Wan'er asked.

Jian Yixin had, after all, attended medical school and had some understanding of genetics.

So she explained: "A child's personality can experience atavism; it doesn't necessarily have to resemble the parents. Resembling grandparents, maternal grandparents, or even ancestors from several generations back is all possible."

Everyone thought this made a lot of sense.

It was fortunate that the children grew up by Wan'er's side; if they had been snatched away by Ji Yingjie back then and raised by her, they would have turned into three living Female Devils!

When applying for college, the triplets all coincidentally filled in Jiang University.

They wanted to take their eldest cousin Shi Ran and eldest cousin Zichen as examples and become alumni!

Yulong went to police academy, and Meiyin's grades were not good, so she went to a second-tier university to study fashion design.

Zirui and Zihan were a bit strange; they didn't let anyone see their applications when they submitted them.

After applying, they wouldn't say where they had applied, only smiling and saying: "You'll know after the admission results come out, why ask?"

Shi Youxuan had a bad premonition; she told her husband, and her husband had the same thought.

But Sheng Hanyu was very zen: "It's fine, at worst they just didn't follow the path we paved for them. They won't go too far off track; every trade has its master."

Shi Youxuan:...

She discovered that ever since her husband stepped down, his thinking had also undergone quite a few changes.

Now, the father was becoming more and more popular with the children, while she, by comparison, seemed a bit too strict.

The admission notices arrived.

The three girls of the Jian Family got their wish and all got into Jiangzhou University.

Zirui also applied to Jiang University, for the Economics Department.

But Zihan was admitted to the Jiangzhou Film Academy.

Shi Youxuan asked her son: "You applied to the Film Academy; when did you go to take the art exam?"

For places like the Film Academy, candidates are required to go to the school to take an art exam a few months before the annual College Entrance Examination; only by passing the art exam are they eligible to take the academic subject exam.

Of course, the academic score requirement is not that high.

Zihan was the Top Scholar of this year's College Entrance Examination; using such a high academic score to get into the Film Academy, although she didn't say anything, she felt it was a pity in her heart.

Zihan stood before his parents and said calmly: "I went in April; I kept it from all of you!"

"With such a high score, what were you thinking applying to the Film Academy?"

"You have the order reversed; I've always wanted to go to the Film Academy, it has nothing to do with how high I scored. I didn't want to score that high either, I had no choice."

He looked innocent.

Scoring high really wasn't his fault!

With Teacher Tian and his deskmate Tian Yuanyuan watching him every day, it was impossible for him to do poorly in his studies.

Such a humble-brag was quite annoying.

But the even more annoying part was yet to come.

When his mother asked him why he wanted to apply to the Film Academy, Zihan's reason was—there are many beautiful women.

Just because there were many beautiful women, he applied to the Film Academy; the reason was that simple and crude.

His parents were alright; having seen too many storms over the years, they had been tempered, but Teacher Tian could not handle this kind of shock and was directly hospitalized from anger.

Zihan went to the hospital to visit his homeroom teacher, but Teacher Tian did not want to see him at all.

Yet he came anyway, peeling oranges for his teacher with his own hands, feeding him meals and water, all while beaming with smiles.

It is said that one does not hit a smiling face; he wanted to muddle through.

Over the three years, although Zihan still did not like Teacher Tian's teaching methods, he had built a deep bond of teacher-student friendship with Teacher Tian!

Teacher Tian was truly good to him.

Not only did he have strict requirements for his studies, but he also cared for his daily life; when he couldn't get up in the morning and always missed breakfast, Teacher Tian would bring hot meals from home for him to eat.

Every time he caught a cold, Teacher Tian was more anxious than he was himself.

He would watch him drink more hot water so he could get better quickly.

Now that his teacher was hospitalized because of him, he also felt very guilty inside!

"Go away, I don't want to see you." Teacher Tian finally spoke to Zihan.

"Teacher, you're talking to me? That's great, you finally acknowledged me. I was wrong, I promise I won't make you angry again in the future, please don't be mad at me, okay? Please, okay..."

He was a big guy of one meter eighty-five, yet he was still acting spoiled.

The important thing was that Teacher Tian actually fell for this routine of his.

She truly liked Zihan as a student and treated him like her own son.

On the surface, she was serious and old-fashioned, and the students were all afraid of her, but Zihan was not.

Although he was mischievous and glib, he was smart; he caught on instantly, and no matter how difficult the problem was, he understood it after one explanation.

He also knew how to butter people up.

Serious and old-fashioned people are not necessarily against students who butter them up; it is just that everyone assumes she doesn't like it, or their flattery skills aren't good enough to hit the key points.

Zihan could; she truly, from the bottom of her heart, liked this student!