Chen Chu's face turned green. "Dad, Mom, I'm serious!"
Yang Yumei also said, "I'm serious too. Chen Baijia has nothing to do with our family. Your uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, aunt, first uncle, second uncle, and all our relatives and friends have nothing to do with Chen Baijia."
Chen Chu was completely stunned. "He's really not related to us?"
Chen Guoqiang patted his son's shoulder. "Alright, son, hurry up and wash up and go to sleep. There are all kinds of dreams."
Chen Chu's heart was filled with absurdity and confusion. There was no need for his parents to lie to him. In other words, Chen Baijia was really not an old acquaintance of his family. Then how could he explain his previous actions?
Chen Chu's heart was beating wildly. Could it be that other than telekinesis, he had a potential that even he did not realize, but was seen through by Chen Baijia? So Chen Baijia admired and thought highly of him? That was why he gave him a business card? Chen Chu woke himself up the next moment. Are you f*cking dreaming?
Potential…
Chen Chu adjusted his mentality and prepared to tell his parents about the school. He looked at his parents seriously. "Dad, Mom, be mentally prepared. What I'm about to say might be a little shocking. Be careful not to get too excited."
His parents looked at each other. Was their son really out of his mind today? A moment later, after hearing Chen Chu's words, Yang Yumei had a strange expression on her face. "You said that Chen Baijia came to visit your school today and donated 10 million yuan to the school. Then, he chatted happily with you, admired you, gave you a business card, and exchanged contact information with you. He even asked you to go to his house for tea when you're free?"
Chen Chu nodded vigorously. "Yes, yes!"
The couple looked at each other. Oh no, my son's brain is damaged. It was not that they did not want to believe it, but this matter was too ridiculous, right?
"Son, play games when you're free and relax. Don't tire yourself out. You have to rest." Chen Guoqiang patted Chen Chu's shoulder with a heavy expression.
"That's right. My precious son, don't give yourself too much pressure. You've already done well enough," Yang Yumei said.
Chen Chu was stunned for a moment before shouting, "Dad, Mom, I'm serious!"
"Yes, yes, yes. Dad and Mom know." The couple really did not dare to agitate him.
Nowadays, many high school students are under too much pressure from studying, causing them to lose their minds. Some even jumped off a building and committed suicide.
It was a shocking sight.
The couple looked at each other. Chen Guoqiang thoughtfully brought Chen Chu drinks and snacks. Yang Yumei took out her phone from Chen Chu's pocket, opened the game for him, and stuffed it into his hand. "Son, relax and don't give yourself too much pressure! Pay attention to work and rest. Dad and Mom won't disturb you from playing games."
Chen Chu looked at the game on his phone and then at the snacks and drinks in his arms. He couldn't hold it in anymore. "Dad, Mom, I'm serious. I'm really not lying!" However, the couple had already quietly left the living room, leaving Chen Chu alone. Chen Chu took a bite of the apple and mumbled, "It's quite sweet." He sent a message to the team chat. "Brothers, go online. My country's server, Bull Demon will bring you."
A few messages appeared in the team chat.
"Online!"
"Wait for me!"
"Coming!"
…
The next morning, Chen Chu yawned and came out of his room.
Last night, he played King of Glory until midnight, but his parents didn't even come out to urge him to sleep.
It was a great night.
Before he slept, he tested his telekinesis. It could extend 15 meters and increase the distance by one meter. The weight increased to dozens of kilograms.
When Chen Chu came out of the bathroom after washing up, he realized that his mother, Yang Yumei, had already bought breakfast.
"Mom, don't you need to help?" Chen Chu asked curiously.
Yang Yumei said, "Hurry up and eat. I'll go to school with you later and apply to the school to tell you not to attend evening self-study. You woke up early in the morning to study and did not stop at noon. You still had to study until 9:30 in the evening. You're too tense. It's not good for your health."
Last night, the couple had discussed and decided not to let their son attend evening self-study. Such high-intensity studies would eventually lead to trouble. Her son had spouted nonsense last night.
Although their son's words last night were probably a joke, the two of them also sounded the alarm. They only knew pain when it's their own child.
Some parents only knew how to hope for their children to become successful. If they didn't achieve their dreams, they would desperately stuff those dreams onto their children, not caring if they were dead or alive.
The couple did not have the intention to have their son become successful. The most important thing was for their son to be happy. At the very least, his family still had three stalls in the market. Two of them were rented out, and the other was his family's meat stall.
In the future, Chen Chu could do any small business.
Chen Chu was shocked. "Mom, are you serious?"
However, Yang Yumei called out to him, "Come, my precious son, come and eat. Mom bought you your favorite soy milk and fried dough sticks."
Chen Chu had a vague guess. Did his parents misunderstand what he said last night? "Mom, what I said last night…"
Yang Yumei gave him a fried dough stick. "Yes, yes. Eat, eat more."
"Mom, I… Okay, okay, okay. I'll do it myself." Chen Chu helplessly took the fried dough sticks. Mom didn't listen to my explanation at all. It was rare that he did not take the bus. His mother drove him to school on her electric scooter. There were some gifts and tea leaves hanging on the front of the car.
That was what his mother, Yang Yumei, had said. She was asking for help! How could she do it empty-handed?
At the school gate.
After informing the security guard, Yang Yumei was let into the school. Yang Yumei was all smiles. "Your school's security guard is quite enthusiastic."
Chen Chu wanted to say something but hesitated. He sighed.
"Son, go to class. I'll talk to your homeroom teacher." Yang Yumei had been to the school a few times and held many parent-teacher conferences. Of course, she knew where the office building was.
Chen Chu went upstairs by himself, but before he reached the classroom, he saw that his class was surrounded by a large group of students. As the class monitor, Chen Chu's expression immediately changed. F*ck, did something happen to the class? Was it a fight? A group fight? "Make way, make way!"
When the surrounding people saw him, they recognized him and made way for him. Chen Chu felt a little awkward and smug. He thanked them along the way. When he walked into the classroom, he felt a cooling sensation. Huh?
Although it was still morning, it was the end of April in Guangdong Province, in the subtropical region, with a small number of areas in the tropical region. Unfortunately, this city had a tropical climate. The temperature was already very hot. To be precise, it was stuffy.
But the temperature in the classroom was actually so low?
Chen Chu took a closer look. There was a brand new wall-mounted air conditioner on the wall of the classroom.
"Chen Chu, look, our class has an air conditioner installed! Moreover, it was the only classroom in the entire school that had air conditioning. Guess who paid for it?" Wang Hai came over excitedly. His face was flushed with excitement, but he looked at Chen Chu strangely.
A person flashed across Chen Chu's mind. Chen Baijia?! "It can't be…"
Wang Hai patted Chen Chu's shoulder. "You guessed right! It's Chen Baijia! Chen Chu, do you know that only our class has air-conditioning in the school now? Moreover, according to some of the students who slept late last night, the air conditioner was installed overnight."