Chapter 110: The First Parent-Teacher Meeting

Chinese: one hundred points, Math also one hundred points.

Lin Xuan flipped open the folded page of the Chinese exam paper.

The paper was impossibly clean, not a single smudge from an eraser.

The characters written in pencil no longer had the roundness and crookedness common in children.

The starting strokes concealed their sharpness, while the turns were square, hard, and powerful.

Relying solely on a two-yuan wooden pencil, he wrote with the upright, hard spirit of the Tang Dynasty's Feibai Script.

A faint smile tugged at the corners of Lin Xuan's mouth.

Dang—!

The class bell rang.

The homeroom teacher, Teacher Li, holding a stack of report cards, walked step by step up to the podium.

The noisy chatter in the classroom quickly died down.

Teacher Li placed the report cards on the podium desk, her gaze sweeping across the entire classroom.

"Half a semester has passed; this mid-term exam is our class's first complete assessment."

"I will send the overall results to the parents' group chat; today, I want to specially commend one student."

"Student Lin Mingda."

Hearing this name, the gazes of dozens of parents around the classroom all turned over at once.

"Scoring full marks in both subjects is actually not uncommon in first grade."

"What is rare is the mindset and character displayed by Student Lin Mingda."

Teacher Li paused here, her expression becoming particularly solemn.

"During the previous traditional culture class meeting, facing the intentional provocations and showy comparisons from certain parents, Lin Mingda did not fear or retreat."

"Relying on the vast historical knowledge she knew, she not only exposed the other party's lies but also stood up to protect her desk mate's self-esteem."

"She told the whole class that the cloth tigers hand-sewn stitch by stitch by common people are the true cultural heritage."

"Hearing those words, even I, a teacher who has taught for over ten years, felt deeply moved in my heart."

A soft murmur of surprise spread through the classroom.

The parents looked at each other; they had all heard news of that incident in the parents' group chat.

They knew a seven-year-old girl had publicly exposed the lies of that wealthy parent.

Poor grades can be improved at tutoring centers, but the sense of justice that protects the weak and the backbone that refuses to bow to power cannot be taught in tutoring centers."

Teacher Li raised her hand and was the first to applaud.

"Please, Lin Mingda's parent, stand up; I wish to thank you on behalf of the school for providing textbook-perfect family education for your child."

Thunderous applause erupted in the classroom at once.

Lin Xuan pushed his chair back, stood up, and nodded slightly toward the podium.

Every movement radiated a sense of calm and steadiness.

"According to the school's rules, during parent-teacher meetings, students must wait outside the classroom."

A group of children crowded the corridor, chasing each other, with screams coming in waves.

Xiao Sizi did not join in the commotion.

She stood on her tiptoes, leaning against the aluminum sliding window at the back door of the classroom.

A two-finger-wide gap had been intentionally left in the window for ventilation.

A layer of white condensation had formed on the Glass; Xiao Sizi extended her gloved finger.

She drew a small circle on the Glass, wiping away the fog in that spot.

She opened her eyes wide and peered into the classroom through the drawn circle.

She saw the teacher's expression full of praise on the podium, and also saw the gazes of all the parents turning to look in this direction.

And she saw Lin Xuan standing straight and upright beside that small desk, being praised and respected by everyone.

Welcome to the fantasy continent of historical novels; the entrance is here:.

Placed in the Great Tang, the Emperor would receive delegations from various nations paying homage in Taiji Hall.

In this completely unfamiliar era.

This man who took her in, treated her illness, took her to eat roast duck, and accompanied her in running four hundred meters.

In front of dozens of people, he accepted all the glory that belonged to her.

Xiao Sizi pressed her face against the Glass, a layer of light slowly rising beneath her eyes.

Inside the classroom, the applause slowly subsided.

After signaling for Lin Xuan to sit down, Teacher Li began arranging teaching tasks for the second half of the semester.

In the latter half of the meeting, the session entered the free exchange period for parents.

Sitting next to Lin Xuan, a slightly chubby male parent turned around; he had actually been holding a belly full of questions he wanted to ask.

"Mr. Lin." The slightly chubby parent extended a cigarette, but seeing they were in a classroom, he awkwardly put it back.

"No, Mingda's father."

The slightly chubby parent changed his address, his tone full of envy and a desire to seek advice.

"My brat spends all day watching cartoons or playing on the tablet; say two words to him and he immediately lies on the ground rolling around. How exactly did you raise your daughter to be so excellent?"

Several other parents nearby crowded over, ears pricked, waiting to listen.

"Yes, such professional historical knowledge and that kind of courage; what books do you let her read at home, and have you signed her up for any public speaking classes?" another female parent asked eagerly.

Lin Xuan sat steadily on the chair.

He clearly heard that "Mingda's father."

He did not speak up to correct them; he neither said he was actually her brother nor that he was her adoptive parent.

In this parent-teacher meeting scene, brimming with the scent of daily life and bustling with warmth.

He very naturally accepted this title, and also accepted this heavy responsibility.

Lin Xuan raised his head, his gaze passing over the heads of the parents gathered around him.

His line of sight pierced through a crack in the aluminum-alloy window.

It happened to meet those clear eyes pressed against the Glass outside the corridor.

Lin Xuan looked at Xiao Sizi outside the window and pulled a gentle smile.

He drew his gaze back and looked at the other parents beside him.

"I never signed her up for any cram schools, nor did I teach her any profound great principles."

"The knowledge and courage she possesses now are because she originally had a particularly great father."

The parents around them all paused for a moment.

They had originally thought Lin Xuan was just speaking politely, or referring to her biological father who had already passed away.

"That man exhausted all his heart and blood to teach her what true kindness is."

"He taught her the wisdom to see through worldly affairs and gave her a heart that could embrace the world."

"The foundation was laid by that great father of hers."

"I was just too lucky to become her family in this world."

After hearing this, the slightly chubby parent could not help but be moved and sighed along.

"Raising a child alone, playing both father and mother, is truly not easy; you have already fulfilled your duty enough."

Lin Xuan shook his head and, in front of everyone, voiced his firm conviction.

"As Mingda's current guardian, the only thing I must do now is not teach her how to struggle and get by in society."

"My task is to guard the pride that runs in her bones."

"To shield her from the malice of the mundane world, so that in this world, she can still be a carefree little princess with peace of mind."

"That is all, after all, we are family."