210 Sister Little Le, Do Your Best
“I’m leaving now. I’ll go downstairs and take a taxi directly to the airport.”
Ye Kang dragged his suitcase and stood at the door of his daughter’s bedroom, saying this.
Ye Xun, sitting at her desk, turned her head and glared at him. “Leaving so early?”
Ye Kang looked solemn. “They are rushing me over there, I can’t help it. You don’t need to send me off, I…”
Ye Xun interrupted, “Our school has make-up classes on Saturday too, I can’t send you off.”
Ye Kang: “…”
As a father, his speech and posture just now seemed a bit awkward.
But immediately after, Ye Xun said, “I can’t send you to the airport, but I’ll send you downstairs.”
“Oh, okay…”
The father and daughter changed their shoes and walked out of the house.
Going down the stairs, Ye Kang lifted his suitcase and walked down step by step, looking quite strenuous. Soon, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Because he planned to live in Modu for a long time, and he was going to work in someone else’s company, he had to pay more attention to his image. So, Ye Kang packed a lot of things. Just high-end suits, there were several sets, as well as corresponding belts, leather shoes, and so on. Plus other clothes and many personal necessities, the weight of the suitcase could not be underestimated.
Seeing this, Ye Xun said, “Dad, let me carry it?”
After going down one floor, Ye Kang put down the suitcase and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. “You’re a girl, stop joking…”
However, before he could finish, his vision blurred, and his suitcase was snatched away. The next moment, he saw Ye Xun carrying the suitcase and trotting down the stairs. Although the girl carrying the box with both hands looked a bit strenuous, it was much smoother than her father’s trembling steps.
Ye Kang stared blankly, chasing after her while muttering to himself, “Fortunately, I don’t believe in corporal punishment, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to beat her at all, right?”
Soon, the father and daughter came to the roadside and hailed a taxi.
Ye Xun helped her father stuff the suitcase into the trunk of the taxi, clapped her hands, and smiled. “That’s it then. I’ll get ready, I have to go to school later.”
“You…” Ye Kang looked at his daughter’s smiling face, feeling mixed emotions, and could only say, “Take care of yourself.”
The girl nodded. “Of course, don’t worry about me.”
Ye Kang: “You don’t have to worry about money either. I’m no good at cooking, but making money is definitely no problem.”
Ye Xun: “Okay, I believe in you. Go for it, Dad!”
Her father got into the taxi, the car started, gradually moved away in sight, turned a corner, and disappeared at the intersection.
After watching her father leave, Ye Xun returned home alone, sat at her desk, and checked the time on her phone. There was still more than half an hour before leaving for school.
The girl opened the music player app on her phone and clicked on Pei Ningle’s new song.
She had listened to this song many times in the past few days and was deeply touched. Thinking of Pei Ningle’s legal loli appearance, Ye Xun couldn’t help but sigh, “Really, you can’t judge a book by its cover…”
She opened Q chat and sent a message to Pei Ningle: 【I’m listening to your song again, it’s really good. Didn’t Senior Wang Heng arrange more promotion methods for you?】
In her opinion, just a recommendation from the Yansheng official account was far from enough, unworthy of the level of this song.
However, Pei Ningle didn’t reply on Q, but called directly.
Answering the call, she heard Pei Ningle say impatiently, “Hello, Little Xun, were you listening to my song just now?”
Ye Xun: “Yes, how did you…”
Pei Ningle: “Little Xuan and I originally wanted to give you a surprise. But after asking them, the show won’t air for another half month, so I really couldn’t hold it in.”
Ye Xun: “Show?”
Pei Ningle: “Mhm, mhm, I received an invitation from ‘Sing My Song’ and I’m going to participate in a professional original singer talent show!”
Ye Xun was stunned for a moment and quickly asked, “What show is that?”
Regarding the show ‘Sing My Song’, its format, and production team, Pei Ningle described it with embellishments.
However, when talking about the show’s mentors, four veteran singers, Pei Ningle got stuck.
“Liu Jiang, Chu Tianjian, Liang Kun… and who was the other one? Mainly because the fourth one is less famous, I suddenly can’t recall her name.”
Ye Xun asked with a smile, “Then do you have any idea which mentor you’ll choose?”
Pei Ningle: “Aiya, do I even need to think about this? Whoever chooses me first, I’ll choose them!”
Ye Xun couldn’t help but complain, “Your thinking is really simple…”
Pei Ningle: “The simplest is the most effective! Anyway, just wanted to tell you, Little Xuan, Wang Heng, and I are going to the Imperial Capital next week. Wait for our good news!”
Ye Xun: “Wait, Wang Heng and Sister Han Yixuan are going with you?”
Pei Ningle: “Yes, is there a problem?”
Ye Xun: “Nothing…”
A moment later, after hanging up the phone, Ye Xun checked the time again and got up to pack her schoolbag.
It was about time to go to school.
Just as she zipped up her schoolbag, the girl couldn’t help but mutter to herself, “If she’s acting as a third wheel, Sister Little Le is really amazing… Do your best!”
**
In the dormitory, Wang Heng sat at his desk, his gaze shifting back and forth between the computer screen and the hamster cage next to it.
There was no one else in the dormitory at this time, so it didn’t matter if the hamster spoke. But at this moment, this guy was lying in its nest, gnawing on melon seeds, looking just like an ordinary gray hamster.
On the computer screen was the interface of the stock trading platform.
Wang Heng stared at it and suddenly said, “You know what I want to ask.”
The hamster paused its melon seed cracking, but still didn’t make a sound, dropped a few empty shells, and then picked up a piece of oat.
Wang Heng continued, “Starting this year, until the middle of next year, is a huge bull market. And you, you definitely know which of these stocks will rise the most fiercely. Don’t forget what you told me. As long as I don’t avoid them, you’ll be a good support for me…”
Hearing this, the hamster finally raised its little head. “I’m a support, not a prophet!”
Wang Heng: “But you are a support who can predict.”
The hamster: “But you can’t use me as a stock trading cheat, right? You relied on yourself when speculating in Bitcoin, why have you degenerated like this now?”
Wang Heng said without shame, “After experiencing the taste of cheats, who wants to play the game the hard way?”
The hamster reminded, “Loving ease and hating work is not a good habit.”
Wang Heng: “Who said I love ease and hate work? I haven’t missed a single assignment at school, and my GPA is among the top in the class. As a student, I’m already quite outstanding, okay?”
The hamster: “Then be a good student, don’t think about getting rich overnight all day long.”
“How is that possible!” Wang Heng reached into the cage. “Come out, let’s have a good talk.”
The hamster was very agile, but the space in the cage was too small, and the room for dodging was limited. Soon, it was caught by the devil’s palm.
Wang Heng pinched the hamster in his palm and whispered, “If I kiss Han Yixuan now, and then hold Pei Ningle’s hand behind her back, will you tell me the stocks that will rise in the future?”
Before he could finish, the hamster perked up. “Are you serious?”
Wang Heng: “…Forget it, my life is important, it’s not worth it.”
