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Yang Xue approached the park director, completely ignoring the elegant lady in a cheongsam beside her.

The noblewoman felt somewhat ashamed and indignant.

"No wonder he never looked at me properly from beginning to end."

"So this woman actually had such a precious daughter."

"Hmph! This woman is so hypocritical!"

The wealthy woman recalled what Yang Xue had said earlier and became even more convinced that women are two-faced.

Director Zhang approached Yang Xue and asked with great interest:

"Zhizhi's parents, did you compose this piece?"

"Yes, Madam Headmistress."

"I was in charge of this music."

"It took about a week to prepare it, from the song to the demo."

Yang Xue responded with a smile, her words carefully chosen, and she secretly added a sentence in her mind.

"Operation is just copying and re-creating, right? No problem!"

Upon hearing the word "operation," Principal Zhang Jinqiu paused for half a second in surprise, but didn't seem to mind, even offering a smiling compliment:

"You are truly a thoughtful and insightful creator."

“I think this entry is very good, and Zhizhi’s performance is also very emotional.”

"I guess there must have been a lot of thought and experience behind its creation."

Seeing that the headmaster was praising her and trying to guide her, Yang Xue naturally cooperated.

She responded seriously:

"Mr. Director, you are absolutely right. Some of my experiences and feelings have inspired my creative work."

"This song is a tribute to the revolutionary predecessors of the past, those heroes who secretly protected the country, and the great yet ordinary giants of humanity."

Zhang Jinqiu was very satisfied with Yang Xue's answer, and his eyes shone even brighter as he smiled and said:

"I think this is of great significance and needs to be known and remembered by all of us."

"I believe that patriotism should also be instilled from childhood."

"So, could you please elaborate on this from the stage?"

Yang Xue looked at her daughter and did not refuse.

"Okay! However, because of the controversy surrounding the music, I need to further ascertain my daughter's current thoughts."

"I think she would be happy to accept this arrangement."

Zhang Jinqiu smiled gently.

"I'll go and calm things down first. See you in ten minutes."

After saying this, Zhang Jinqiu slowly walked onto the main stage.

The conversation between Yang Xue and the kindergarten director was completely observed by the wealthy woman.

She was absolutely envious of the high praise the headmaster had given her.

I wish it were my own daughter.

"Hmph, what's with the arrogance!"

"She keeps saying she wants her child to grow up healthy and to develop freely. That sounds nice, but it doesn't."

"Ha, I stayed up for seven consecutive nights to make this music."

"They must have used every ounce of strength they had to win this match!"

"hypocritical!"

The woman was so jealous that she deliberately voiced her complaints so that other parents could hear them.

The parents who overheard the conversation knew that the other person was He Miaomiao's mother, and they could also tell that the other person was a little jealous, so they smiled but said nothing.

But then Yang Zhiyao, guided by Teacher Zhang, came running towards them.

He was overjoyed to see that his mother had come to pick him up, and he threw himself into Yang Xue's arms.

"Mommy! You've come to pick me up!"

Yang Xue narrowed her eyes into crescent moons and kissed Yang Zhiyao on both sides of her rosy cheeks.

Then, Yang Xue glanced at the wealthy woman beside her and said helplessly:

"Honey, look at you, you stole the spotlight from that auntie's kid."

"The two teachers almost came to blows over you."

"You're making your auntie so angry she's almost crying."

"Don't perform so well next time. Give the stage more opportunities for your older brothers and sisters to shine. Understand?"

Yang Zhiyao followed her mother's gaze and curiously looked at the woman beside her.

The woman was dressed in an expensive style, and there was an arrogance about her, like that of Gu Chenchen's mother, in her eyes...

After a moment of silence, Yang Zhiyao nodded obediently.

"Okay, Mommy."

She ran up to the noblewoman, bowed sincerely, and said:

"Auntie, I'm sorry."

"I didn't mean to steal my sister's thunder. I'll definitely go easy on her next time."

"Give your little one a grand moment!"

As Yang Zhiyao spoke, she deliberately drew a large circle with both hands.

"Hahahaha!"

This action immediately drew laughter from the other parents.

The embarrassed noblewoman suspected that the young girl was deliberately mocking her, but she had no proof.

In the end, all I could do was force a laugh and say thank you through gritted teeth.

"Um... Auntie, thank you so much!"

"You're such a good boy!"

In reality, he was already roaring with rage inside.

"Who are you looking down on!"

"I don't need your apology!"

"My Miaomiao doesn't need you to give way to her!"

Yang Zhiyao grinned, put her hands on her hips, and patted her chest in response:

"No, it's all what I should do!"

Other parents exclaimed:

"Wow, this baby is so cute."

"Little one, are you really only 6 years old?"

Yang Zhiyao answered the questions from other parents fluently.

These interactions made the lady feel incredibly pleased.

Yes, Yang Xue had prepared the water gun well in advance, and even found the right position and aiming method.

(I also prepared one for my daughter)

It's not a matter of stance that the daughter's influence should suppress the other party.

But Yang Xue didn't say she wouldn't spit on the other person.

"Row!"

"you are vicious!"

Faced with the biubiu sounds from the mother and daughter, He Miaomiao's mother glared angrily at Yang Xue, then stormed off.

Because she was walking too fast, she accidentally twisted her ankle halfway there.

Yang Xue quickly said from behind with concern:

"Miao Miao's mom, be careful when you walk."

"Your heels are too high, you're likely to twist your ankle."

Everyone looked over at the sound, and the woman could only awkwardly smile as she straightened her hair and clothes without turning her head.

"Hahaha! Xiaoxue is really awesome!"

"This is so damn awesome!"

"This woman must have been woken up by those water gun sprays!"

"She looked so disheveled when she left!"

Xiaoyu's mother almost burst out laughing when she saw this scene; she felt so relieved.

Afterwards, Yang Xue explained the situation to Zhizhi and obtained her consent.

Dean Zhang Jinqiu then took the stage to speak.

[Dear parents and teachers, this program may be quite controversial for you.]

But behind this piece of music lies a profound and great story.

Let's hear from the creators first, and then make arrangements.

[Please invite Yang Zhiyao's mother, Yang Xue, to come to the stage and speak.]

Amidst a burst of applause, Yang Xue walked briskly onto the stage.

After looking around, Yang Xue sensed the presence of the mother who was taking care of her child alone.

They also spotted the weathered and overweight father.

Yang Xue's mood suddenly became somewhat heavy.

She took a deep breath and slowly began to speak.

First, let me introduce this song to everyone; it's called "The Lone Warrior."

It tells the story of a lonely, courageous hero carrying a heavy burden through the darkness.

At this point, Yang Xue's lips trembled slightly, and her voice was low.

I know why people question it—because it's depressing, it lacks light, unlike many songs that are spirited and uplifting.

Silence fell, and the silence of the parents in the audience was also filled with doubt.

[Some people will surely ask, given that the core message is so repressive, is it appropriate to have children sing it?]

I think it's very appropriate. In this era of material abundance, children's hearts are unusually fragile.

Although they have acquired a wealth of knowledge, theoretical learning alone is insufficient; they need to experience more hardships to truly grow.

They need role models; they need inspiring battle songs filled with conviction, just like the revolutionary songs of the early days.

After hearing Yang Xue's answer, many parents nodded in agreement, but there were also those who disagreed.

Yang Xue suddenly changed the subject and said:

Among the parents present are ordinary yet great heroes, silent guardians, and resilient and persevering individuals!

I know you exist! I know you're listening! Yes, this song is dedicated to you!

Among the crowd, dozens of parents couldn't help but look at each other; some knew, some didn't.

Some people visibly stiffened for a moment.

Some people felt a pang of sadness and choked up.

Similarly, some people took off their glasses and silently wiped their wet eyes.

Yang Xue's words resonated with them once again.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Yang Xue's voice became hoarse.

I want children to know what strength and courage are. They should look up to you as role models, so that even in darkness, their hearts should always be turned towards the light!