Chapter 75: Quick Transmigration: Film and Television Multiverse Chapter 75: Method/Approach

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Protagonist:

Lin Hao

Tian Yulan stormed home in a rage, her expression seeming to ignite the very air around her.

She slammed the front door shut with a "bang," the fury in her heart seeming ready to burst from her eyes.

Looking up, she saw Yan Peng in the living room, completely focused on his game, his fingers flying across the keyboard while he muttered to himself from time to time.

And Yan Zi You? He was lying on the floor, intently fiddling with his beloved little insects, various bottles and jars containing all kinds of different insects, his eyes flashing with curiosity and joy.

Seeing this scene, Tian Yulan's anger shot straight to her head in an instant.

Without a word, she strode over and began roughly gathering up Yan Zi You's insects and bottles and jars.

Yan Zi You was startled by this sudden action, quickly reaching out to stop her, crying out, "Mom, don't throw away my insects, please! These are all my treasures."

Tian Yulan paid no attention, continuing to gather them while shouting loudly, "What treasures? Can these things get you into a good school? All you know is playing with these useless things all day; you're not allowed to do this anymore from now on."

Yan Zi You's crying grew louder, clutching a bottle tightly, refusing to let go. "Mom, I just like these insects; can't I promise not to neglect my studies?"

Tian Yulan ruthlessly pried Yan Zi You's hand open, shouting angrily, "No! Studying is the most important thing; you're not allowed to think about anything else."

At this moment, Yan Peng heard the commotion, quickly took off his headphones, and ran over with a blank expression to ask what was happening. "Yulan, what's wrong? Why are you so angry?"

Tian Yulan turned around and unleashed a torrent of blame at Yan Peng: "Yan Peng, look at yourself—you only know how to play games all day, with not a shred of ambition. Do you know how serious the situation is now? Do you know how important Zi You's studies are? As for you, all you know is your own pleasure, not caring about your child's future at all. Do you think you're still a child? Can't you act like a father? Other fathers are racking their brains for their children's studies, but you? All you know is playing games here—what can you give Zi You? Can you give him a good future? Can't you spend more time with the child studying, tutor him with his homework? Look at yourself now—do you look like a father at all?"

Yan Peng frowned and said helplessly, "Yulan, don't be so impulsive. It's normal for a child to have hobbies; why take it so seriously? Besides, playing for a while won't hurt anything."

Tian Yulan glared at Yan Peng, raising her voice several decibels: "Normal? Look at other people's children—who isn't studying desperately? It's just you two father and son idling about all day. If Zi You can't get into a good school, what will happen in the future? Can't you think more about your child's future?"

Yan Peng spread his hands, trying to persuade her: "Yulan, the child is still young; don't put so much pressure on him. He also needs his own space and hobbies."

Tian Yulan wouldn't listen at all, speaking sternly: "What's wrong with the child? The child should work even harder. From now on, Zi You must put all his thoughts into studying, with no room for negotiation. Someone—a little girl from the countryside—can get full marks on a competition test paper, and your Yan Zi You, who has been through tutoring classes since childhood, can't do a single problem. Is that acceptable?"

Yan Zi You stood to the side, looking at his mother with brimming tears, his heart full of grievance and helplessness. He didn't understand why Mom couldn't understand his hobbies.

Over the next two days, Tian Yulan went to Wukong Education several more times, full of anxiety.

However, Zhong Yi simply ignored her; every time he saw her appear, he hurriedly dodged away.

This made her so anxious that the corners of her mouth flared up, and several blisters formed on her lips, causing great pain, but she didn't care about any of that; her heart was full of Zi You's study problems.

Tian Yulan returned home in an irritable mood; as soon as she entered the door, she saw Yan Peng playing games again. She instantly flew into a rage, rushed over and snatched Yan Peng's headphones, shouting loudly, "Yan Peng, can't you show some promise? All you know is playing games—look at Zi You's current study situation, aren't you anxious at all?"

Yan Peng was startled, quickly took off his headphones, and said with an innocent face, "Yulan, don't be so angry. Zi You's studies are enough for you to worry about; I can't help much anyway."

Tian Yulan stamped her feet in anger, pointing at Yan Peng and said, "What kind of talk is that? You're Zi You's father; how can you be so irresponsible? Can't you care more about his studies?"

Yan Peng said helplessly, "Yulan, I also want to care about Zi You's studies, but I really don't know what to do. Besides, the child also needs his own space; you can't keep forcing him to study, can you?"

Tian Yulan glared at Yan Peng and said, "What do you know? Competition is so fierce now—if you don't work hard, how can it be? If Zi You can't get into a good school, what will happen in the future? Can't you think more about your child's future?"

Yan Peng frowned and said, "Yulan, don't be too nervous either. Zi You is still young; don't put so much pressure on him. He also needs his own hobbies and happiness."

Tian Yulan wouldn't listen at all, speaking sternly: "Happiness? Can today's happiness be exchanged for future happiness? Zi You must put all his thoughts into studying, with no room for negotiation."

Today, Fengfan Primary School held a "Parent Campus Day," hoping to build a communication bridge between children and parents.

In the first segment about the Confession Tree, the children excitedly displayed the notes they had written in advance.

Those notes were filled with the children's innocent dreams, love for their families, and hopes for the future.

Other parents were very interested, gathering around the Confession Tree, looking at the children's notes, with relieved smiles on their faces.

Only Tian Yulan—she had no mind to pay attention to these things, but instead sneaked into the classroom.

She saw the snail on Yan Zi You's desk at a glance and instantly flared up. She quickly walked over, took Yan Zi You's snail without permission, and sternly scolded him: "Zi You, how are you still playing with these things? Don't you know that playthings will blunt one's ambition? You're not allowed to touch these dirty things again from now on. Your task now is to study hard; you're not allowed to think about anything else."

Yan Zi You looked at the snail his mother had taken away, his eyes full of reluctance and grievance, but he dared not resist and could only lower his head silently.

As the activity drew to a close, students went on stage one after another to express their true inner feelings.

Xia Huanhuan went on stage first, happily confessing to her father Xia Junshan in public, expressing her love and gratitude for her father.

Mi Tao also went on stage; her eyes were full of hope, and she hoped her family would always be happy.