Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 6: Pretend to be a bad student

Su Yang looked at the tear stains on his younger brother's face, and the slight suspicion in his heart was instantly replaced by heartache. He reached out, somewhat clumsily wiping the tears from Su Ming's face, his throat feeling tight.

"Silly boy." Su Yang's voice was a bit hoarse as he awkwardly ruffled Su Ming's hair, "Wanting to study is a good thing, your brother supports you. As for father... don't take it to heart, that's just his temper."

He sighed, "Don't study this late in the future, it wastes oil." Su Yang's voice softened, "Go to sleep early, you need to wake up early tomorrow."

"Mm."

Su Yang turned and left, gently closing the door behind him.

Outside, he leaned against the wall, the heartache on his face gradually fading, replaced once again by a lingering trace of doubt.

Xiao Ming's explanation was perfectly reasonable, yet he couldn't shake the feeling that things weren't that simple.

The look in that child's eyes while reading today didn't seem like fear, but more like... he had found some kind of treasure, a kind of genuine focus and desire from the heart.

Inside the room, Su Ming let out a long sigh and slumped into the chair.

Su Ming lifted his head, roughly wiping his face with his sleeve, his eyes still red."Master, I..."

"You did very well." Lin Yu's tone carried a rare hint of praise, "Crisis management handled quite effectively. Successfully transformed an internal family conflict into the core driving force for your personal striving, while also consolidating the loyalty of the 'second brother' this important support unit. Not bad, reminiscent of my days as a project manager."

Su Ming only half-understood.

"Remember, survival rule number two: tears are the final weapon of the weak, but also the most effective disguise of the strong. Used properly, they're worth more than a thousand words." Lin Yu continued his teaching, "Your second brother is a quality unit, belonging to high-quality assets, needs to be maintained well."

picked up the charcoal stick again, his gaze falling on the

his face,

The next day.

the schoolhouse, Teacher Zhou was stroking his goatee, swaying his head as he led seven or eight children in

He sat up straight, his eyes fixed intently on the scroll in Teacher Zhou's hands, his ears perked up like a rabbit's, not

the unusual

and paced over to Su Ming's side, his

played truant and got beaten yesterday, and today he's like a completely

Zhou tapped the

jolted and

do you still remember them? Come up front and

immediately leaped into

just in time, "This old master has imprinted the stroke structures of those ten characters into your mind. You just need to

Ming took a deep breath, walked to the front, and

eyes, and sure enough, ten incredibly clear large characters appeared in his mind, every stroke and line

eyes, lifted the brush, and

him, "What do you think

froze, asking in his

wind! You, who just yesterday played truant because you couldn't read, today suddenly have perfect memory and masterful brushwork? Do you want to tell Teacher Zhou that you've been

sweat instantly broke out

what should

Concealing One's Edge means?" Lin Yu patiently instructed, "Remember, from today onward, your goal isn't to be the best, but to be the student who 'is always working hard, but has average

simply write as a homophone. Make the mistakes reasonable, make them look like the kind