NABC Chapter 66 Grandma Slams the Table
Chapter 66 Grandma Slams the Table
Chapter 66 Grandma Slams the Table (Burst Update Mode Activated 3)
They looked at each other, both seeing a hint of disbelief in each other's eyes.
Having strong musical talent is one thing.
How come even academic subjects are this abnormal?
Only Chen Lang himself felt a little uneasy.
He's not some academic genius.
The things I'm learning now are all thanks to the foundation I built up in my past life.
When he gets to high school, he'll probably be outmatched by even his wife when it comes to those complicated math and science problems.
Fortunately, he can pursue an art student career in the future.
The minimum score requirement for academic subjects is not high.
When the time comes, I can only use the excuse that I was focused on music and had no interest in studying to get by.
Hu Zhiping looked at Yao Feng and asked in surprise.
"Hey, wait a minute, what did Auntie just say—daughter-in-law?"
"What daughter-in-law?"
Yao Feng smiled and had no choice but to briefly explain his family situation again.
"This child lost his mother at birth, and his father has a special job and is often away from home."
"I was fed milk by Xiaoli from a young age, and I grew up with Qianqian."
"The two families have a good relationship, so the adults joked about arranging a marriage between them when they were children."
"Who knew this child would mature so early and take it so seriously from a young age."
"She's been calling me 'wife' since we were little, and no one can change that habit."
Yao Feng shrugged, looking somewhat helpless.
"However, this is a new society now, and this kind of thing doesn't work anymore."
"What do you know about feelings when you're just a kid?"
"Who knows what will happen when they grow up?"
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Grandma was unhappy as soon as he finished speaking.
She slammed her chopsticks on the table.
"Yao Feng, stop making sarcastic remarks."
"Everyone knows what you're up to."
"You keep repeating the same old things to me. Beina and Langya are six years apart in age."
"I'm telling you, it's hopeless!"
"Lang Yazi and Qian Meizi were born at the same time, and Xiao Li happened to have milk to feed him."
"This is a destiny ordained by God."
Chen Lang silently gave his grandmother a thumbs up.
Grandma, that's the end of what you've said.
"Look at that young couple, their relationship is so good."
As she spoke, Grandma pointed to the other end of the dining table.
Everyone looked in the direction she pointed.
Chen Lang carefully peeled a shrimp, dipped it in sauce, and put it into Liu Yifei's bowl.
Meanwhile, Yao Beina, standing next to him, was gently placing a piece of fish, one of Chen Lang's favorite foods, on his plate.
Liu Yifei, as always, ate in the same way.
She ate the fatty part of the braised pork in her bowl, and then gave the remaining lean meat to Chen Lang.
There were several seafood dishes on the table that the little girl hadn't tried before. Her eyes lit up as she ate them for the first time, and her mouth was bulging with delight.
She barely touched the other dishes, just waiting for Chen Lang to serve her.
Chen Lang didn't pick up any rice, so she just shoveled at the white rice in her bowl, looking pitiful.
Seeing this, the adults at the dinner table couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.
Liu Xiaoli had no choice but to step in and smooth things over.
"Mom, what are you saying?"
"The children are still young; we'll talk about the future when it comes."
Yao Feng immediately took the opportunity to back down.
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Xiaoli is right."
"Even if we don't become a couple in the future, we'll still be the closest of siblings, like older sister and younger brother."
Everyone chatted and laughed, and the topic was quickly changed.
At the dinner table, the adults chatted enthusiastically.
The two girls beside Chen Lang were also whispering among themselves.
Yao Beina leaned close to Chen Lang's ear, her eyes sparkling.
"Little brother, let's go to Beijing together sometime."
"You go and apply to the composition department of the Central Conservatory of Music, and I'll apply to the vocal department."
"We'll be in the same school from now on."
As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Yifei, who was standing next to her, became unhappy.
She put down her chopsticks and puffed out her cheeks.
"No way!"
"Langlang wants to come with me to study acting!"
The two little girls, one holding Chen Lang's left hand and the other holding his right, started arguing.
Chen Lang felt both enjoyment and helplessness.
Aren't you two childhood friends and besties?
It's just studying, it won't be for many years, is there any need to argue?
The adults all laughed at the sight.
It was just kids playing around, and nobody took it seriously.
Liu Yifei became a little anxious when she saw that no one was paying attention to her.
She grabbed Chen Lang's arm and shook it.
"Langlang, tell me quickly!"
"Are you going to come with me to learn acting?"
Chen Lang glanced at Yao Beina with a headache.
There was a hint of expectation in her eyes.
He glanced at Liu Yifei again.
The daughter-in-law's eyes were full of stubbornness and unquestionable conviction.
Chen Lang sighed inwardly.
His older sister was wonderful, sweet and soft, and his safe haven.
But a wife is unique; that's a matter of principle.
He could only apologize to Yao Beina in his heart.
He turned his head and nodded at Liu Yifei.
"Okay, okay, I'll stay with you, I'll stay with you no matter what."
Upon hearing Chen Lang's assurance, Liu Yifei immediately smiled with satisfaction.
Yao Beina's eyes dimmed slightly.
Seemingly not wanting to put Chen Lang in a difficult position, she smiled gently again.
Looking at Yao Beina's appearance, Chen Lang felt a pang of pity.
"Sister, don't worry."
"We're also studying acting in Beijing, so we'll stay closer to home."
"I will continue to write songs for you, so that you can become the most amazing singer."
Chen Lang silently added a sentence in his mind.
A superstar who's even more famous than Na Ying, who copied all of her songs and made you sing them.
Let's create our own version of "The Voice of China" someday, have Na Ying compete, and then eliminate her.
Let you vent your anger.
Having received Chen Lang's assurance, Liu Yifei readily agreed and nodded.
"Yes, Sister Beina, let Langlang write lots of songs for you."
"I'll make you a superstar, even more famous than Teresa Teng."
Yao Beina was amused by their appearance.
The slight disappointment I felt vanished.
Yes, we're all going to Beijing, so what does it matter which school we go to?
The conflict between the children was resolved by Chen Lang's few words.
The newly appointed masters all felt it was a pity after hearing Chen Lang's choice.
With Chen Lang's musical talent, it would indeed be a waste if he didn't pursue further studies at the Central Conservatory of Music.
Isn't this a waste of talent?
The wind instrument teacher, Rongzheng, had a short temper and wanted to offer a few more words of advice.
"Hey, Langlang, think about it again—"
Before he could finish speaking, Yu Detan and Wang Sen pulled him back from the left and right.
Yu Detan gave him a wink.
"Alright, Rong, it's the child's own choice, so don't interfere."
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Wang Sen also shook his head with a smile.
"Don't you think that for this child's age and current level, whether it's his composing skills or his instrumental skills, he is already outstanding?"
"Now that even original works are written this well, what's the point of going to the Central Conservatory of Music?"
"What he lacks now is experience and life, not theoretical knowledge."
"Diversification may not be a bad thing for him."
A few words enlightened Rongzheng.