I'm busking on the streets with my kid, and my domineering CEO is helping me break into the mus

Yang Zhiyao was unaware that what she was seeing was the power of the God of Music.

With the mindset of a child, she felt that this might be the descent and blessing of an angel.

What she didn't know was that this power was very kind to her.

As a result, her music studies progressed rapidly each time.

In the days that followed, Yang Zhiyao did not let her guard down.

What appears to be a reminiscence of the past is actually the little girl probing deeper.

After all, she felt both fear and awe towards this vast world.

Yang Xue's fluent responses convinced Yang Zhiyao that this was indeed her, only with a stronger personality.

Memories unfold like film reels, and though life has been tough and tiring, she has found a sense of belonging along the way.

Although, in most cases she still lived a life of awkwardness.

As Yang Xue wandered in her mind's eye, she witnessed these memories, and her feelings were a mix of complex emotions and a sense of wonder.

She chuckled softly and sighed:

"Could this little girl be a treasure bestowed upon me by the system?"

"Heh, quite the inner monologue..."

The memories continue, and in this dimension, time slows down.

Over the next period of time, the bond between mother and daughter continued to grow until she became Yang Zhiyao's emotional support.

In Yang Zhiyao's memory, every moment her mother held her, every lyric and dance move she taught, and her cool and confident demeanor during every challenge are all clear and vivid.

In Yang Xue's inner world, her mother is a source of light.

When the scene shifted to Professor Yang Xue as a lone warrior, Yang Zhiyao felt the emotion of "fearlessness."

No matter how dangerous or dark the road ahead, as long as she is holding her mother's hand, she will be incredibly strong and full of power.

From curling up to standing up, from being uneasy to being strong, from walking to running, Yang Zhiyao's small, incomplete world was gradually filled in through her songs.

And her mother was the sun that sustained her entire world of consciousness.

Yang Xue then realized that Zhizhi thought she was far more important than she thought.

As the melody drew to a close, the girl's distant voice suddenly echoed in her ears, seemingly trembling.

"This song embodies my mother's patience and strength."

"This taught me that everyone who refuses to give in to life deserves respect!"

Yang Xue looked back and saw that the real world before her was separated by a deep blue glass.

In the distance, all was darkness, except for Yang Zhiyao standing under the spotlight, making the most heartfelt description:

“Over the years, she went from having nothing to earning 20 yuan a day.”

"She didn't dare to eat or drink before the live broadcast. She ate plain steamed buns and drank plain water until she finished work late at night."

"No matter how tough life gets, my mom always takes good care of me..."

"She faced despair without weeping. Her clothes were tattered, yet she shielded herself from the spear of fate..."

Yang Xue was deeply moved by her daughter's inner monologue.

At the time, she didn't think it was that hard.

But seeing it in my daughter's world now, it really hurts.

Many people at the scene were filming the scene with tears in their eyes.

Everyone is different; each person thinks differently.

But the emotions they felt were all pretty much the same.

"My mother's greatness reminds me of that story..."

"A solitary and stubborn mother wolf resolutely stood in front of her cub, leading it through the dark forest..."

"It is fierce and brutal in order to get food. It will even try to fight a tiger, just so that its cubs can survive."

"This is my mother, a hero who stands in the darkness and never gives up!"

As the melody drew to a close, Yang Zhiyao finished speaking.

The entire room fell silent once again.

Children cannot yet grasp the weight of these words, but they still feel inexplicably down.

The host took a deep breath and said:

"Zhiyao's mother is a truly great mother."

"Similarly, she is also a sensible and good child."

Shall we give them a round of applause and encouragement for this song?

Hearing the host say that, the audience snapped out of their gloomy mood.

Immediately, thunderous applause erupted throughout the venue.

The host clapped gently, his eyes filled with emotion.

When she looked at the director, she saw him raise his hand and point to Lin Chengdong on the other side.

The deputy director, who was in a hurry, looked anxiously waiting.

He seemed to want to go on stage but was struggling to find a good opportunity, and the host immediately understood.

off stage

Kindergarten director Zhang Jinqiu and deputy director Liang Haiyu also applauded enthusiastically.

The two kindergarten leaders were both shocked and moved by Yang Zhiyao's performance.

The deputy director wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes and said:

"Sigh, I never expected this little girl to be so eloquent. I absolutely cannot believe that a 6-year-old child could say such things."

"No matter what, she's the face of our Tongguang!"

Zhang Jinqiu's eyes were full of heartache. She slowly shook her head and let out a long sigh.

"Zhizhi's maturity is not without reason."

"As the saying goes, poor children learn to be independent early. In order to survive, this child has to live the way others want him to be."

Zhang Jinqiu is more than 20 years older than Liang Haiyu, the deputy director of the kindergarten. Having gone through hard times herself, she has a deeper understanding and empathy for Yang Zhiyao.

Then, she made a suggestion:

"Let's gather the teachers for a meeting tomorrow."

"Yang Zhiyao has been awarded the title of Class Star and Music Star for this semester."

"Let's create another title for Yang Zhiyao's mother: 'Legendary Mom'."

After listening, Liang Haiyu nodded in agreement and then added:

"Zhang Yan also contributed a lot this time, and she was awarded the Best Teacher and Best Class awards."

After hearing this, Teacher Wang, who was sitting next to the two kindergarten principals, went into a frenzy.

She had just escaped Zhang Yan's mockery and was able to have some peace of mind when she was inexplicably slapped in the face by the two kindergarten directors.

Teacher Wang took a deep breath and tried to reassure herself.

"Don't be angry! Zhang Yan was just lucky."

"It's just a few titles, that's all."

"At worst, we can try to win that girl over to our Rose Class!"

After a period of calming down, Teacher Wang breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little better.

The host suddenly spoke up while standing on the stage...

"Dear parents and teachers, before the awards ceremony, I have an important announcement to make."

"Today's competition not only involved the Kyoto Children's Channel team."

"There is also an even more influential leader from the Kyoto education department."

"Now, let's give a warm round of applause to Mr. Hayashi Chengdong, Deputy Director of the Kyoto Education Bureau, to come to the stage to speak."

After listening, Teacher Wang felt sore and numb all over...

"Is this ever going to end?"

"I just got sprayed twice, and you want me to come again?"

"The Water Splashing Festival?!"

The two kindergarten principals and the students' parents were also taken aback.

So Deputy Director Lin didn't leave?

The parents were astonished to discover that this unassuming man was actually the deputy director of the Education Bureau!

For a moment, many parents' expressions were either envious or jealous.

This could very well affect the child's future education plans.

With this interaction, it would be up to them to decide which key school to attend, but the honor fell on Yang Zhiyao's head.

...

Amidst enthusiastic applause, Lin Chengdong walked onto the stage with a smile.

Yang Zhiyao was quite sensible and was preparing to leave.

Before he could even step off the stage, Lin Chengdong called out to him with a smile.

"Little Yang Zhiyao, please wait a moment."

"Uncle Lin, I have a few questions I'd like to ask you and your mother."

???

Upon hearing this, even Yang Xue on the other end of the video call was filled with questions.

uncle...?

consult...?

Is it appropriate for an education bureau director to lower himself like this...?

Lin Chengdong was in a state of confusion and had no time to care about other people's opinions.

Seeing Yang Zhiyao stop, he ignored her reaction and asked directly:

"Child Zhiyao, what are your thoughts on contemporary education?"

"If you go to junior high or high school in the future, how will you cope with the complexities of school life?"

Yang Zhiyao was instantly rendered speechless by these two questions.

She frowned slightly, her delicate brows furrowing, and said with great difficulty:

"Uncle... I'm only six years old..."

"He hasn't even started elementary school yet..."